H-He's dead, He's dead," Black Canary shook her head in denial. Killing someone was not a part of her plans. Now she was a killer. She started to hyperventilate and cry. This was all too much for her. She never killed anyone in her life. After her sister Sarah died she met Selina and chose a life of crime but she wanted to be one of those bad guys who didn't kill anybody. Chaos was all she wanted not this.

Harley squeezed her shoulder and that only made her sob harder. Life as she knew it was over. Not only did she kill someone but she killed one of the richest men in Gotham.

"You didn't tell us she would act like this if he got killed," Harley whispered to Selina. "I told her the safety was off. Who knew she would accidentally pull the trigger."

"I didn't want him to get killed either," argued Selina. "You're the one that's been doing all the killing. Me personally I like to knock them out maybe put them in a coma but killing is too far. I only kill when I absolutely have to. Well now we're not getting that money." Selina sighed. The plans for the money they would get were big.

Selina backed into the wall and slowly slid down to the floor putting her hands on her head. So much for their girl's night.

They all just sat there for a moment figuring out their next step. Now that he was dead it was no point of keeping him around.

"Are those sirens?" Ivy asked. The sound was getting closer and closer to the abandoned warehouse they were at.

"Crap we have to go," Harley tried to get Canary to budge but she didn't. She just kept whispering "he's dead" repeatedly. It was almost like she was in a trance. They were now in a panic.

Leaving Black Canary would have been the best thing they could do at this point. None of them had planned on spending time in Arkham any time soon.

"I won't leave her," Harley said. Ivy and Selina knew that she could take care of herself so they both fled the scene leaving her and Canary to fend for themselves. She used all her strength to pick her up and walk out the door but when she turned around she seen a black figure already standing at the door.

"You're sick and you need help Dr. Quinzel," The man said. He stepped further into the room and revealed himself as The Batman. Knowing she couldn't fight him with Dinah in her hands she put her down and they both knew defeat when it was standing right in there faces. The Batman had beat her Mr. J to a bloody pulp more than once she knew what he was capable of. Sadly, she knew she couldn't beat him.

He perp walked them out of the warehouse where the police already were. They handcuffed Dinah and then her and stuffed them in the back of a cop car.

Harley was now going back to Arkham as a patient.

...

Being in Arkham as a patient was no joke. Harley had to speak to psychiatrist and go through physicals and suffer through electro shock therapy.

It was now day thirty-five of her stay there and her puddin hadn't wrote to her or came to break her out. She tried not to be sad about it but it was hard not to. This particular morning, she woke up feeling very nauseous.

Suddenly a toxic gas filled the air that knocked out everyone but her and Dinah who was in the cell across from hers.

She was really mad at Ivy for not coming sooner but she explained she had to plan it out or she would be locked up too. The whole ride back to Ivy's place consisted of her throwing up in a flower pot and holding the bottom of it so it wouldn't leak out.

"What's wrong with you," Dinah asked concerned. "You've been like this all day."

"I think I have that stomach flu that's been going around," Harley said.

"What stomach flu?" Questioned Ivy. "Nobody has the stomach flu. I think you're pregnant Harley."

She laughed nervously. "I can't be," Harley argued. A thought occurred to her. What if Mr. J didn't want kids. What if he made her get an abortion. He wasn't the type of man that could be fatherly. "Oh, fuck what am I going to do? What if puddin says I can't have this baby? I might have to be a single mother. My boobs have been sore for days and I haven't even really paid any attention to that fact until now. We only had sex once. He's been too busy to show me any attention lately."

Dinah hugged her. "It's going to be okay," She told her. "You have to stay positive."

"I can't have a kid," Cried Harley. "I'm not ready. But I made a choice to have unprotected sex and now I have to do what's right and keep this child."

Ivy chuckled. "I've never seen you so responsible since your Quinzel days. I have some test back at my place."

"Why do you have pregnancy test?" Dinah asked. "I thought you were gay."

"Well um me and Captain Cold get together on some occasions."

Every single test was positive. Harley had no idea what to do but one thing that was certain was that she was keeping the baby.

When she turned her phone on she had a couple text from Selina telling her she was glad she was out of Arkham and two from Mr.J.

Puddin: Come home now.

Puddin: If I have to send for you Harley I can't guarantee that I won't hit you again.

That was her cue to tell the girls goodbye and go home to her man.

...

"Did the bat say anything about me?" He asked eagerly. It was disappointing to come home and get asked a question like that first thing.

"No," She sighed. "But he was actually really nice to me. I couldn't believe it after everything I've done."

He frowned. That was not the answer he was hoping for. His plan was now finished and ready to put into action. "You look different," He said suspicious. "Fatter. But that's what Arkham does to you."

She sighed in relief. He didn't know she was pregnant and she felt bad for being relived because they were supposed to know everything about each other. They were supposed to have a relationship without secrets. It was not a risk she was willing to take though.

"I'm sorry for neglecting you," He told her softly. "You know how I get." His apology seemed sincere so she accepted it.

She smiled and wrapped her arms around him burying her face in his chest. "I could never stay mad at you," She said standing on her tippy toes to kiss him.

At some point, she would have to tell him but for now she would keep it to herself just to be on the safe side. She loved him but she loved the child growing inside of her more and if she had to choose between the two of them then the baby would always win no question.

"How about I take my best girl to dinner?"

"I'd love that."