Suicide Squad: Ballroom Blitz
Chapter 13 (Waiting)
Author's Note: To those who have lost interest in the story at this point, whether it is due to confusion or making the characters act OOC, then I understand, and I apologize for that
To everyone else, thank you for staying with me, and for loving my story, and please do not hesitate to review!
Disclaimer: Warner Bros. and DC are the rightful owners.
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"I love you," said Harley, once she and Deadshot had completed their makeout session.
Deadshot gulped, and replied, "Uh... Harley, look, I..."
But after saying that to him, Harley had decided to lie her head down on a pillow, then instantly knocked out, and went to sleep.
She's probably not gonna even remember saying that, thought Deadshot, as he wrapped the blanket around her, making her more comfortable.
"Night, Harley," said the assassin, as he laid down on his own pillow, and went to sleep.
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"What is it, sweetheart?" asked the Joker, as he held a crying Harley in his arms.
"These assholes were trying to... they were touching me and..."
Joker began to shush her in a soothing tone. "It's all right, you're safe now... with me..."
"I don't think so."
Harley turned around, and her face lit up as she cried, "Deadshot! You're here!"
The Joker began to laugh as he said, "Ah, Floyd, I cannot thank you enough for saving her again... But she still belongs to me."
"She ain't some piece of damn property," replied Deadshot. "Come on, doll face, I could take care of you..."
"But I'm the one who helped her realize her full potential," exclaimed the Joker. "To be what she truly wanted to be."
Deadshot smirked, and he said, "Well, let's see what she decides, then. Got to at least respect her decision, pal."
The Joker gritted his teeth in anger, but then, he relaxed, and took several steps back.
"Very well, then... Who do you want to be with, Harley? Me or him?"
Harley looked from side to side, not sure yet on what her answer was.
"You'd be safe with me, Harley," said Deadshot. "I wouldn't let anything happen to you."
"We weire made for each other, Harley," said the Joker. "I am nothing without you."
"Harley..." replied Deadshot.
"Harley..." said the Joker, his eyes shining with hunger.
"Who do you love the most?" asked the two of them.
After a moment of hesitating, Harley began to head over to the Joker, who started laughing as she passionately kissed him.
But then, when they stopped, Harley said, "I just had to do that... one last time..."
Deadshot smirked as Joker looked at her, confused. "What are you saying?"
Instead of answering, Harley turned around, and she began to run over towards Deadshot, hoping to-
"Boom!"
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Deadshot opened his eyes, and sat straight up, taking deep breaths.
"Zoe," he gasped. "Got to call and make sure she's okay."
After finding his phone, Deadshot looked over at Harley, who still appeared to be asleep, so he quietly went into the living room...
... while Harley turned her head to see him close the door almost halfway, and listened as he began to speak to his daughter.
"Hey, baby girl, you okay? Yeah I know, it's late, Daddy was just scared a little cause he had a bad dream."
Harley chuckled silently to herself, and laid back down as she thought about her recent dream.
Who did she want to be with more?
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"Here's the thing, mate," said Boomerang, laying in his bed, with his stuffed unicorn sitting on a chair at the corner of the room.
"I didn't even get a chance to ask her for a phone number, and why does she-"
Ring, ring, ring!
Rolling his eyes, and taking another sip from a can of beer, Boomerang answered his cell phone. "Hello?"
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"Boomerang, what happened to the car?" asked Rick, who was watching the late night news on television.
"It's fine, I parked it in the parking lot."
"I sure hope you did, pal, cause I went through hell to get that car over here, and I expect it to stay safe after we leave."
"Don't worry, I got it. The car won't get a single scratch."
Rick sighed, and he said, "Well, I'm gonna hold you to that, pal. Night."
He hung up his phone, and went back to watching the television, which was showing a news report about Gotham-
"Enchantress..."
Instantly, Rick raced over to the bedroom, and opened the door to find his girlfriend sound asleep.
Well, at least she's safe, thought Rick as he closed the door, and went to the kitchen for a glass of cold water.
Similar to Deadshot's reaction to the Joker's chemical, Rick was occasionally hearing the sinister witch's voice in his mind, even though she was long gone.
I got to see if I can find a doctor that can get out whatever the hell the clown put in my system.
After finishing the water, Rick went back to the bedroom, sliding underneath the blankets to lay next to June, and as he wrapped his arms around her, he could her let out a sigh of happiness.
I'm so glad she's okay...
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The next morning, Deadshot was still sound asleep, until he felt his lips being kissed by...
"Harley, can't you just let me sleep a little more?" He mumbled lazily.
"Aw, come on, it's only 8 in the morning," replied Harley. "How long you planning to sleep for?"
"Apparantly not for long," sighed the assassin. "Fine, I'm up."
"But you're still laying down..."
Deadshot frowned, and he said, "I am getting there, all right?"
"Okay, sorry, my bad..."
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"Off to a vacation, Master Wayne?" asked Alfred as he watched Bruce take a few suitcases to his car.
"Sort of," replied the owner of Wayne Enterprises. "I'm going to try and talk to Lawton and Harley, to make sure they know about the Joker wanting to possibly hurt them."
"So you are planning to have a conversation with two of the most highly dangerous criminals in Gotham City, who were locked up after you turned them in?"
Bruce shook his head. "Batman did, not Bruce Wayne... besides, Selina didn't mind..."
Alfred sighed in sadness, saying, "I know, Master Wayne, but continuing all of this crimefighting activity won't bring her back."
When Bruce didn't answer, Alfred decided to change the subject.
"Shall I alert the prison of your incoming visit?"
"I never said I was going to see them there," replied Bruce, as his butler gave him a confused look.
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"This free breakfast... is so delicious," said Harley, in betweeen bites of her breakfast.
Deadshot chuckled, and drank from his cup of orange juice. I don't even remember the last time I took Zoe out for breakfast.
Hopefully, after all of this was done and over with, Waller would agree to him being able to spend the weekend with Zoe... but where would that leave him and-
"Hey, I wasn't done with that!"
Harley simply shrugged her shoulders as she chewed, then she swallowed her food. "You didn't look like you were gonna eat it."
"Well, how am I supposed to look... never mind... So, who's first on your boyfriend's Rob, Then Kill list?"
Taking a quick drink from her cup of milk, Harley said, "Relax, Shot, we got a whole week to do to all of Puddin's dirty work."
Deadshot chuckled, and said, "Well, I hope you are a fast learner, girl, cause the stuff I did back then wasn't a walk in the park."
Harley smiled, and went underneath the table, confusing Deadshot for a moment until she came back up. "Ya mean like this?"
To his surprise, Harley had on his red-eye focuser device, and as she smiled, he hissed, "How the hell did you get that?"
His hands instantly searched his pants pocket, while Harley said, "Huh, this is actually kinda cool. Makes me regret a little when I called you a pussy."
Remembering that night, as well as when Joker gave him his ruined mask, Deadshot said, "Uh-huh... Well, I'm done eating, so-"
"Just hold it a sec, okay, Shot?" replied Harley, holding onto his arm to stop him from leaving. "I want to enjoy my time with you."
Deadshot was about to argue back when the Joker's voice re-entered his mind.
Harley does not like to be left alone or feel unwanted.
Then, he remembered the events of last night, saving Harley from the trio of thugs.
For once, I got to give Clown Boy some credit.
"All right, Harley... I'm sorry," replied the assassin. "I just haven't been feeling like myself lately."
"Aw don't worry, Shot, everything will turn out okay in the end."
I highly doubt that, thought Deadshot, even as he nodded in agreement.
"Which reminds me..."
All of a sudden, Deadshot brought up Harley, and then, he leaned down to kiss her on the lips.
At first, she was surprised, but after a few minutes, Harley wrapped her arms around him, kissing him back.
Once he finished, the assassin (now wearing his eye device again) smiled, and said, "I'm driving today."
Harley gasped as she realized he had been able to snatch the keys away from her, and she began to frown until he suddenly kissed her on the cheek.
"Come on, doll face, you and I are husband and wife, remember?"
Harley's smile grew wider as she said, "Yep..."
I am so glad I played that game in my cell.
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"Off for a vacation, Mr. Wayne?" asked an airport receptionist.
"You could say that," replied Bruce. "I'm meeting with some of my... um, special acquaintences."
The young woman nodded her head. "All right, have fun... But be careful, I hear the Bay Area is very romantic this time of the year."
"Thanks, but I'm not in the mood for any type of girl right now."
"Ok, just remember my warning, though?"
Bruce nodded his head as he was given his plane tickets.
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"You're telling me," growled the Joker, his hand currently around Jonny's neck in a tight grip. "That my beloved Harley was almost raped last night?"
Jonny nodded his head, his skin slowly starting to turn blue.
The Joker sighed, and released his right-hand man, who began coughing and gasping for breath.
Then, suddenly, he was given a glass of water. "And then what?"
Not wanting to upset his boss any more, Jonny politely took the cup, and said, "My guy said that before they could do anything serious, Deadshot came to the rescue, and shot them all in the head in under a minute.
"Then, he took her back to the hotel, but she was all crying and stuff, and holding onto him like he was the love of... I mean, like he was a hero or something."
The Joker's expression slowly went from anger to happiness, and he began to laugh. "Ah, yes, the heroic Deadshot coming to my Harley's aid... well, I will have to reward him for that when they return."
Jonny nodded his head, and continued to drink his water while leaving the room, as well as coughing a few more times.
As for the Joker, he looked out of the window, seeing all of Gotham.
"Well played, Floyd, well played..."
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"You are not taking the hammer."
Harley pouted. "Come on, Shot, what is the big deal?"
They were back in the hotel room, preparing for the day.
"As much as I care about you, Harley, I don't want you to use it on the first day of... whatever we gotta do for Clown Boy.
"But the baseball bat can go with us. That okay with you?"
"Oh, all right," sighed Harley, but then, she smiled. "So you do care a lot about me, huh, Shot?"
Deadshot just said, "We're friends, Harley, and friends look out for each other."
After looking at him for a moment, Harley began to kiss Deadshot passionately, like she had on the plane, slowly but making it feel more real.
Deadshot eventually kissed back, but then, he saw flashbacks of what happened with her and the thugs last night, which made him slowly back away.
"What is it?" asked Harley.
"Nothing, um..." replied Deadshot. "You mind mixing that drink you gave me on the plane?"
"Sure, no problem," said Harley, heading towards the kitchen.
As for Deadshot, he hoped that she wouldn't fall in love with him... because, according to him, they would never be able to be together as long as the Joker was still in her life.
You can't beat me at this game, Floyd.
When Harley came back to hand him the drink, as well as kissing him on the cheek, Deadshot simply smiled at her.
We'll just see about that.
