When I woke up this morning, I didn't know that today was the day. I didn't know that today I would finally be getting my Quinnmobile. It wasn't even planned. Frankie was driving me to the Toybox when I spotted it sitting in a car dealership.

"PULL OVER." I screamed and he did like he'd been about to hit somebody.

"What the hell? Harley? You ok?"

"LOOK AT HER." My face was pressed against the car window, eyes staring at the absolute beauty.

"Which one?"

"THE PERFECT ONE." I don't know cars. Frankie knows this. Why he asked which one is beyond me.

Once I finally pointed it out he told me it was a Mercedes-Benz SLS AMG Black Series. It's the prettiest car I've ever seen, even if it does need to be painted. For now, the plain black looks perfect.

I didn't want to buy it, even though I knew Mistah J could buy ten without breaking a sweat. No, I was gonna steal this baby all on my own. My Quinnmobile. I get it by myself.

Except, I did have to leave the car Frankie was driving as collateral when I took the SLS AMG for a test ride. I mean, I told them it was a test ride. I wasn't exactly gonna say I wasn't bringing it back, was I? So, my Quinnmobile. I get it mostly by myself. And J can always have the guys steal his car back if he cares that much about it.

I know exactly how I'm gonna have it painted. Red and black, split down the middle. Opposite color diamonds on the front and back. She's going to be gorgeous, matching my harlequin costume. I spent the day driving Frankie around the city until the dealership put out an APB with the police. Once they were on our tail, Frankie had to guide me to the nearest secret entrance to the underground road. Back at the Penthouse I made Frankie promise me the paint job would be done ASAP and it would have new plates on it before the next time I took her for a drive.

I didn't want to get out of the car when I finally parked it in the underground garage. Finally, I lifted the door and climbed out.

"It's a bit cramped in there."

"Only because you're a behemoth." I stuck out my tongue at Frankie. "Don't talk about my Quinnmobile like she's anything less than perfect, thank you."

He laughed. We've really gotten to be close. He's a good friend. He's been my saving grace for when J's run off to work on his master plan. I honestly don't know what I would have done with myself during those long hours alone. Even with the studio and the Toybox, I still would have felt really lonely. Having Frankie around, someone that I really got along with, made the days easier.

We headed upstairs and just hung out watching movies. J had plans for the evening so we waited for him to return to the Penthouse. It was only a few hours before he got back – I'd driven around Gotham for a long time after stealing the Quinnmobile.

My daddy walked in the door with a gift for me. A gorgeous red and black corset/bodice and a pair of red and black leather pants, both with alternating diamonds. Black and red shitkicker boots with diamonds. I looked like a fucking badass.

I didn't do my harlequin makeup, instead opting for a red on one eye and black on the other makeup look and putting my hair up in pigtails, reminiscent of my jester hat. He also gave me a shoulder holster and a custom Rhino revolver. It had diamonds, J's jester symbol, and Love and Hate alternately written on the cylinder. A gorgeous gun.

He helped me get the shoulder holster on and loaded with the gun and extra bullets. "Where we goin' tonight, Puddin'?"

"We're gonna show Two Face what happens when he tries to move in on my turf."

I clapped, "Ooo, a gang fight? This is gonna be fun!"

Jonny drove us in the Lamborghini again, this time to where a load of J's boys were waiting. We got out of the car and I followed J to the group of henchmen. Dil handed me an assault rifle.

"Here we are, boys." J spoke in that way of his. His drawl that drew you in. "Now, Two Face thinks he can move in on my territory. His men killed off a lot of ours, and the survivors didn't survive long for their failure."

There was the slightest murmur in the crowd, but it ended with a look from J. "Are we going to let them get away with this?"

"No!"

"Let's go."

He led us out of the alley and sent groups of men outside varying buildings, leading me to the one in the middle, where Two Face himself was due to be. The kick that burst the door open was the signal for everyone else to follow suit. We burst inside, bullets spraying. They weren't expecting us, but they reacted quickly, pulling up their guns and returning fire. Gunfire flashed all over the room, people on both sides dropping. I tossed a grenade into the mix, blowing up Two Face's men before I took a bullet just below my sternum and fell to the ground with a grunt. Shit am I about to die?

With much effort I lifted my head to look down at my chest. No blood. One hand checked the spot where I'd been hit and I winced. Ok. Bulletproof - check. Not pain proof though. Ugh, that hurt.

Breathing was slightly difficult; I was definitely going to bruise. Thus far I hadn't seen Two Face. He wasn't in this building at the very least. Frankie pulled me to my feet and shifted me behind him. I pulled out my revolver and took more careful aim than I had with the assault rifle. Headshots only. It was difficult because of the number of men in the fray, but by the time we were done there were only our guys standing. We wandered back out onto the street, waiting for everyone else to finish up. A slew of Two Face's men came out of one of the buildings, clearly a place where we failed. Everyone in the street made easy work of them.

We all met up in a group again. "Good work, boys!" It wasn't often J offered praise, made evident by the expressions of the men that were left. "Looks like we got all the henchmen outta the way. But I didn't see Two Face. Did anyone get a glimpse of him?"

There was more murmuring among the men, this time expressing that no one had seen him. J growled, cricking his neck with a frown. It was clear he'd wanted to take out Harvey Dent, but with the man hiding somewhere else he hadn't gotten the opportunity. He didn't let it ruin his mood though, sending a number of men to scour the buildings in the surrounding area to find any stragglers that may have survived. Two Face wasn't getting any of his men back. That's what he gets for daring to try to take the Joker's territory. If I find him, I'll kill him myself.

J left the bodies for whenever Harvey decided to check on what he thought was his new turf. Let him see what happens when he tries to steal from my J – he loses everything.