Suicide Squad: Ballroom Blitz

Chapter 22 - Life's A B****


Author's Note: A bit of a warning... I never really read a lot of DC comic books as a kid, so instead, I watched the cartoons and tv shows and animated/live-action movies and whatnot.

So, there may be certain times in the story where the characters may seem OOC, and for that, I do apologize, cause I am simply going from what I've seen on film and television, as well as the Internet.

Also, thank you so much to everyone who's been enjoying the story and leaving reviews, I really appreciate it!

Disclaimer: Warner Bros. and DC are the rightful owners of "Suicide Squad", the DCEU, its characters, etc, and I am the rightful owner of this story, the characters I create, etc.


She wrapped her free hand around him, while Deadshot gave her a hug.

"I thought you died..."

Harley sighed, and said, "So did I..."

"Well, what happened?"


Two Chapters Previously...

As she fell into the darkness, the last thing that an exhausted Harley remembered was suddenly stopping before hitting the ground.

"Don't worry, miss, I got you."

Unable to keep her eyes open, Harley mumbled, "W-who... w-what..."

The voice sounded like it belonged to a kid in his 20s. "Wow, I got to get you to a hospital fast!"

Suddenly, she felt her jacket and clothes being taken off ("Trust me, it's better if they're off of you"), and then, she passed out.

When she woke up, Harley immediately recognized that she was in a hospital.

"If I'm in here, then that means..."

She turned to the right, and saw a one-sided window (like the ones they had in police stations for interrogating criminals).

Much to her pleasure, she saw Deadshot, who was also in a hospital bed.

When he turned to look at her, Harley felt her heart skip a beat, but then, as his face began to show signs of sadness, she realized that he couldn't see her.


"So, you don't know who saved you?"

Harley shook her head. "Not a clue... it wasn't the Bat, this guy sounded way younger... maybe it was Superman."

Deadshot chuckled. "He's dead, Harley."

"Well, maybe he came back..."

"Uh-huh, I'll believe that when I see it."

As Deadshot sat on the bed, he held Harley in his arms, and when they looked at each other, she leaned over and began kissing him on the lips.

After a moment of waiting, the assassin began to return the favor, and they continued to kiss passionately until they ran out of breath.

"So... you chose me, huh?"

Harley simply nodded her head.

Deadshot smiled, and closed his eyes as he continued to hold her in his arms.

Game over, you clown mother-

"Hey!" Harley suddenly punched him in the shoulder.

"What?" Deadshot said, surprised, but when he saw her blushing, as well as realizing that his hand was on her ass, he rolled his eyes.

"Really? You stopped cause of that?"

"No, I stopped because I remembered you didn't say yet that you love me."

Oh... that makes sense...

Deadshot sighed, but right as he was about to open his mouth and say the words, Harley said, "Actually... I'm gonna give you a free pass..."

"For what?"

"Doesn't matter, just promise that you'll say it to me when your moment arrives?"

Deadshot gave her a warm smile, and said, "No problem, doll face... you know, I think I'm gonna enjoy sharing this cell with you."

Harley laughed, and said, "Well, you know what they say, careful what you wish for."


Several Weeks Later...

"Congratulations... you're going to have a little girl."

Harley's face lit up like a candle. "No way."

"I'm being honest."

"Oh, my gosh... that is just fantastic news, Doc!"

Deadshot rolled his eyes. "Harley, come on... tone it down a notch."

"What?" Harley said, as she rubbed her stomach. "You're saying that you don't want her?"

"First off, no one's even in there," replied Deadshot. "Second, let June and Flag enjoy their moment."

The soldier and doctor had personally asked Waller for the assassin and former psychiatrist to spend the day with them, but so far, half of Deadshot wanted to go back to his old cell.

Harley pouted, saying, "You don't want a kid with me, do you?"

As Rick gave Deadshot a smirk, the assassin said, "That isn't what I was talking about, Harley... I am not trying to raise a kid in prison."

"What's so bad about that?"

"Are you serious right now?"

Before things could get any worse, Rick began to push Deadshot out into the hall. "All right, man, let's go get the girls something to drink."

As they (and the doctor) left the room, June looked over at Harley. "You would really want to raise a child inside a locked cell?"

"Nah, of course not," replied Harley. "I just like to tease him about it every now and then."

Meanwhile, in the cafeteria, Rick and Deadshot were sitting at a table, having a conversation.

"I take it you're enjoying your time in a shared cell with her?" asked the soldier.

Deadshot sighed, and said, "Man, if it had been anyone else in there with her except me, they would've committed suicide by now."

Rick chuckled, asking, "And do you guys, like... you know..."

"You're kidding, right?" Deadshot said. "Flag, we are in a prison, with effin' security cameras and shit. You think I'd let some pervert behind a desk watch me and Harley make love in our cell?"


"Well, duh, of course we do," replied Harley, when June had tried asking a similar question.

"But what about the security cameras?"

Harley grinned, and said, "I know the guy who sits behind the desk. Twice a week, I give him a little signal, and until the next day arrives... we get it on..."

June couldn't believe what she was hearing. "Wow, that is just... insane..."

"I know, right?" giggled Harley. "Ooh, which reminds me, there's this new thing I gotta tell you, it's when you keep going, and going, and going, and then when it's the right moment, you reach out to take hold of-"

"Harley, please," hissed June, feeling a little embarrassed, and praying that no one could hear her. "I don't need any of your sex tips!"

"Aw, come on, it's not like you've never used them before," said Harley. "Isn't that how you and Flag got the baby?"

Instead of answering her question, June said, "Drop it, Quinn... but I'm guessing that you enjoy living with him in the same cell?"


"I am telling you right now, Flag, it's almost like I'm in my own personal hell!"

Rick couldn't help but laugh. "I thought you'd be happy to be with her."

"Yeah, but sometimes, I just need to spend a few minutes alone. You don't get that way with June sometimes?"

Rick replied, "Well, considering that she was still possessed by the Enchantress when I first met her... no, not really... but come on, Shot, you love her."

"Yeah, yeah, I know I do... I just never thought about, like, dating and stuff after I broke things off with Zoe's mom and when I got locked up... I especially never thought I would see myself falling for someone like her."

"But like I said, you still love her, right?"

Deadshot sighed, and replied, "Yeah... I sure do... but she just never stops trying to surprise me! I was almost this close to getting a freakin' heart attack!"

Rick continued to chuckle as he put his arm around the assassin's shoulder, saying, "Okay, come on, let's go back and give them these drinks."

Meanwhile, back in the ultrasound room, Harley was helping June adjust her clothes, and in getting her off of the table.

"Thanks for coming, though, Harley," said June. "I really appreciate it."

Harley smiled, and said, "No problem! Besides, it gives me a chance to relax from all of that-"

"What are you telling her now?" asked Deadshot as he and Flag approached them.

"Nothing terrible, I promise," replied Harley, kissing him on the cheek.

As they began to leave the hospital, June asked her boyfriend, "Where are you taking us now?"

Before Rick could respond, Harley cried, "Ooh, ooh, I know! How about we get some tattoos?"

"No," exclaimed Deadshot. "I am not going to have some type of permanent ink design on my skin that's gonna stay on me for the rest of my life."

"But it's gonna be so much fun!"

The assassin shook his head. "I told you, Harley, I am never getting a tattoo."

Harley groaned, and said, "Honestly, Shot, sometimes I wonder why I love you so much..."

"Really, you gonna ask that same question to me again?"

As the two of them started arguing, June asked Flag, "Are we gonna end up like that one day?"

Feeling the ring box in his pocket that he had not yet revealed to her, Flag replied, "I guess we'll see what God has in store for us."


"So, Floyd... you think you've won, haven't you?"

The Joker was somewhere inside of a padded cell that was underneath Arkham Asylum, buried almost ten feet deep underground.

"You may have won the first fight by taking my luscious queen away from me, but you can't keep someone like me in the darkness forever."

He then started to laugh. "Mark my words, Deadshot, when it's time for round two, you won't be so lucky... hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"