Harley breathed out a deep breath and looked outside the airplane window. "Are you alright?" Bruce asked.
Harley turned to her boss and faked a smile. "Yeah! Just fine!"
Bruce cocked his eyebrow. "Harley." he said. She sighed in defeat. "I'm-I'm kinda scared of flying. Guess you can call it a fear of heights." she said. Bruce put his hand on Harley's and smiled.
"Don't worry, you're safe around me." he said.
Harley chuckled and smiled widely.
"Folks this your pilot speaking. We are about to take off, so please buckle your seat belts and prepare for takeoff." the pilot announced over the speaker. The plane started to move forward on the runway and began to move fast now. Harley squeaked a bit and without realizing, she grabbed unto Bruce's arm tightly. Bruce smiled at the woman holding unto him.
After a few minutes, Bruce tapped Harley with his finger. "Harley, were in the air." he said.
Harley's face was flushed when she realized what she did. She leaned up and looked out her window. She was amazed by how beautiful the sight was. They were above the clouds and there was nothing but blue sky. Harley smiled. "It's beautiful." she said. Bruce smiled. "Told you it would be okay." he said.
Harley became bored and so she took out some paper and colored pencils. Harley looked over to see her boss fast asleep. She turned back to her paper and began designing different types of clothing. After a few minutes, she finished her sketch of a magenta colored dress with sleeves that hung unto the top of shoulders. It was a long flowery-type dress that also had white gloves as an accessory. Harley looked out the window again and saw the sun setting. She began to think about how the trip to Spain would be. 'I wonder if we'll go sightseeing. It would be nice.' Harley smiled at her positive thoughts. 'Plus, there's no villains to cause trouble. I don't know why I brought my Batwoman costume.' Harley became bored and began to sing the song that played during her dance with Bruce. Harley finished the song after a minute.
"That was very beautiful." Harley jumped at the voice. She saw that Bruce woke up.
"How long have you been awake?" Harley asked nervously.
"For a couple of minutes." he said sitting up straight. "I didn't you sing. You have a gorgeous voice." Harley blushed a bit. "Oh, it was nothin'." Harley responded back. Bruce's eyes drifted down to the dress design that Harley sketched.
"Wow, that's an amazing sketch Harley." he said. Harley looked down at her sketch and smiled widely. "Oh yeah, well I've always had a thing for drawing clothes." she said.
"Have you ever designed any outfits?" Bruce asked. "Oh, you have no idea." Harley said with a knowing smile. "I know I used to be a psychiatrist, but since I was little I loved to draw clothes and one day I got some material and began to actually create them." Harley shared.
Bruce responded with a smile. "Maybe if you keep it up you'll have your own fashion company in a few years." Harley shook her head. "Yeah, I don't think so. I mean, getting a job in the first place was a miracle! Especially with my past." This time Bruce held Harley's hand tightly in his, but Harley was becoming used to his touch.
"Harley, you need to forget about the past and move on." he said.
Harley just looked at him. "How can someone like me forget about their past? MY past will forever haunt me that I'll never forget about it. I try, I really do! But, it's just so hard. With the Joker and the crimes, and my family. I was so broken Bruce. how I made it this far is beyond me." Harley didn't realize that tears were flowing down her face until Bruce wiped them away with his thumb.
"Listen Harley, you made it this far because you decided you wanted to change. I know it may be hard to forget about the past and the Joker, but I know you can. I believe in you." he said.
Harley was so touched by his words. 'This guy should be a speaker.' she thought wiping away her tears. The thoughts about her past made it difficult for Harley. Especially thinking about the Joker. All those slaps, hits, punches and kicks. One after another after another. And she took them. She accepted them from him. The man she thought loved her. That needed her. But the Joker did need her. He needed her for his plans and for HER to take the fall and get arrested. And she did. Because she loved him. Did she really love him? Harley always pondered this thought.
"Thank you." she said to Bruce, who smiled genuinely.
They took a private car to the hotel Exquisito. Harley had learned some Spanish in her school years, but not a lot. You could imagine her surprise when they got into the hotel and to the front desk. The man spoke in Spanish to Bruce. Harley's jaw almost dropped when Bruce began to speak fluent Spanish. The only thing she understood from him was when he said his name. The clerk took out two keycards and handed them to him.
"Enjoy your stay Mr. and Mrs. Wayne." he said. Harley couldn't help but smile a bit and laugh nervously.
"Yo no soy su esposa." Harley told the clerk in Spanish. The clerk put a hand to his mouth. "So sorry!" he said in a strong accent.
Bruce laughed along with Harley until they got into the elevator. "I didn't know you could speak Spanish." Harley said as Bruce handed her room key to her.
He chuckled. "Well, I've been tutored since I was young in many things. Especially languages." he said. "What about you? I heard you speak Spanish to him." Bruce retorted.
Harley rolled her eyes playfully. "That was hardly any Spanish. That was probably the only thing I know in Spanish actually." she said.
When they got to the 14th floor, Harley was just amazed by the size of the black wooded doors in the hall.
Bruce led her to her room, which was adjoined with his. They said their goodbyes and went inside their rooms. Harley was startled by the size of the room.
There was a huge TV, a scenery view of the poolside, the bed was huge and cozy, and the bathroom was so big it held a bathtub and shower separate from each other.
Harley threw her suitcase down and jumped on her bed feeling how soft the pillows were. She sighed and looked over at the clock.
"Its 2:36, I think I'm gonna take a dip in the pool." Harley got up and began to unzip her suitcase.
She took out a leaf green one piece bathing suit, courtesy of Ivy, and changed.
Harley walked by along the poolside and put her raven black hair up in a ponytail. She noticed that no one was in the pool or at the poolside cafe where there was only a bartender woman. Harley looked into the blue water and dived. She began to swim under the water until she got to the other end of the pool. The water felt so refreshing on her smooth skin.
Harley took a deep breath of the fresh air as she came above the water. She began to wonder why people wouldn't love to come for a swim in this hot Spain weather. Harley then went back under the water and swam back to the front side of the pool.
When she came up, she noticed two naked feet in front of her. She looked up to meet the blue eyes of her boss, Bruce Wayne. Harley stared at his muscles and his beautiful toned body. She had never seen him shirtless; he looked perfectly sculpted! He had a smile on his face and a towel flung over his shoulder.
"I guess you found me." Harley said getting out of the water with the help of Bruce of course.
He laughed. "I actually thought you were resting in your room. So, I thought I would come and take a cool dip." Harley pulled back her wet, damp hair from her shoulder and smiled.
"Would you like to swim with me?" Harley asked.
She almost mentally cursed herself for asking this, when he said yes.
He then dived into the pool like how a professional swimmer would do. He came back to the surface, his hair clinging to his face and falling over his eyes. Harley laughed and jumped in.
"Bet I can beat you to the other side." Bruce challenged.
Harley smirked. "Bring it on." she dared. When they did so, Harley was the winner of the challenge.
"You're good Harley." Bruce said coming up to the surface.
Harley laughed. "Thanks, it was probably all those gymnastic classes I took." she replied.
"Would you like to get something to drink at the café?" he asked her. Harley looked over at the café. It was still deserted except for the woman working there. Harley nodded and got out the pool along with Bruce. They sat down at the table and ordered their drinks. Well, Bruce ordered for them.
Harley sipped her chocolate milkshake.
"So, when is the meeting?" she asked. "Tomorrow at 10." he responded.
Harley nodded and wanted to ask Bruce something that has been on her mind for quite some time. "Say, Bruce?" he looked her way with a smile.
"Have you heard of that new superhero? Batwoman?"
Bruce nodded. "Yes I have." he said.
"Well, what do you think of her?" Harley asked wanting to know if the billionaire thought of Batwoman as a good thing to Gotham.
"Well she is definitely athletic and is a very skilled fighter. I think she may be a good thing for Batman. You know, a good accomplice." Harley leaned forward resting her arms on the table.
"You know, people keep saying that Batman and her are together. What do you think?" Bruce leaned forward also. "Why? Are you jealous?" he teased.
Harley was baffled by his statement and sat back again with her mouth open. "Jealous? Of what?" she asked.
"Well you know what they say, all the women love Batman." Bruce responded to her question with a smirk.
"I'm not in LOVE with Batman. I mean, yeah we fought and all, but I don't love him!" she said. "Then who do you love?" Bruce asked leaning back in his seat. Harley was surprised by his question, but decided to answer him anyway.
"I-I don't have a love. I mean I had ONE boyfriend before the joker while I was in school, but that was just a silly flirt." she said. Bruce looked into her eyes, he could sense pain.
"What about the Joker?" he asked even though he really didn't want to.
Harley looked at him with seriousness. "That was definitely NOT love. At first I thought it was, but I was so mistaken. Bruises and cuts don't come from love, they come from hate and disgust." her answer was so deep that Bruce felt a pang in his heart.
He wanted to help this woman find her way, protect her, and care for her. And maybe, just maybe, have a life with her. But he wasn't going to let her know that, at least, not now.
"Sorry for bringing that up again." he said.
Harley smiled widely which surprised him. "No, it's fine. Actually, it's great! It's great that I'm getting this all out." she said.
"It's like you're MY psychiatrist now." she laughed. Bruce smiled and laughed along with her. They finished their drinks and headed back upstairs to their rooms.
Harley landed on her bed, now in her pajamas and feeling exhausted for some reason. She decided to call Ivy tomorrow after the meeting, but for now, she was going to have a peaceful, Joker-less dream. Harley reached over and shut off her lamp light. Harley smiled as she lay on her soft, white pillow.
"What a guy."
A/N: Hey guys! So sorry again for not updating quick enough, but I had a lot going on. Anyways, I want to thank all of my reviewers a BUNCH! Read and Review! Love ya much!