Here it is guys the final chapter! The final countdown! The moment we've all been waiting for?! The sorrowful finale! I hope you don't hate me for it... HAPPY READING!

The Partial Ending

The fact that we came all this way into the city just for it to end up being a rescue mission for Waller pisses me off more than I can imagine. I want her dead, Bruce would be mad at me for it but I think he could easily get over it, maybe I'll just lull her into an eternal coma. Yeah lets try and see her run the government from a hospital bed.

We all made our way up to the top of the roof to wait for the chopper that was supposed to get Waller safely out of the city. After that I don't know what the hell is supposed to happen, Flag didn't deem us worthy enough to know.

"Hey Scar do ya think that after this is over we could see each other more, I just don't wanna go months without seeing ya again." Harley asked, climbing the stairs beside me. I really couldn't help but smile at her question.

"That's gonna be kind of hard to do inside a cell Harls." She just scoffed and nudged me.

"Stop playing bunny you know we're getting out of here."

"I've been meaning to ask, why do you call me bunny?" She laughed and grabbed my hand that was swinging on my right side.

"You have this habit of scrunching up your nose when you're thinking or angry, I noticed it back at the asylum but of course it wasn't appropriate to call you that at the time. If you don't want me calling you it though I'll stop. Pinky swear on it." She held up her pinky for me to take.

She really is too cute for her own damn good, and she shouldn't be. "I don't mind if you call me that, just try and keep it to a minimum." The smile I got for that was the biggest one she had ever given me, and it was so genuine.

I let go of her hand to keep up with the group as we approached the top of the building. When we walked out the door you could see the neighboring building still in flames as the smoke went up in the air. There was already a chopper waiting for us, it just had to make its descent. What must Bruce think of this chaos?

I could hear one of Flags men try to communicate with the people in the chopper but he wasn't getting a response, something doesn't feel right.

"Flag this doesn't feel right." I heard Floyd yell at him over the sound of whirring blades.

I was about to walk up to Flag to confirm what was going on when I felt Harley grab my hand and shake her head at me, what the fuck is that supposed to mean?

I heard Flag yell that the bird had been jacked before they started firing at it. Harley pulled me behind an air conditioning unit when the sound of a machine gun echoed across the rooftop. Then I heard that laugh, that fucking laugh that I heard whenever I woke up from a phantom ache in my scars. The laugh that echoed down the halls of the asylum when I just wanted peace and quiet.

"Jesus Harley what the fuck?!"

"What do I gotta hickkey or something?" Not funny.

Harley's phone vibrated in her hands, I saw the text message pop up on the screen.

YOU SCAR NOW

She looked at me and smiled, "Harley...no."

"Scar please…"

"I can't trust him Harley!"

"Then trust me Scar...just trust me. I won't let anything happen to you."

If you die for this cause Leta then you die, your life has no meaning outside of us anymore. You have nothing...do you understand?

I nodded at her and took her hand again, she gave it a reassuring squeeze before pulling me to my feet. We turned to face the bird that housed the Joker dressed in his Sunday best. I felt like The Bride in Kill Bill when all she sees is red. It's exactly how I feel looking at him. I want him dead, more than Ra's, more than Waller, I want him dead.

As Harley and I walked towards the edge I could hear Waller yell 'kill them!" Surprisingly I wasn't dead right then and there. I saw the rope dangling from the aircraft and I knew what I was supposed to do. I just don't know if I could. I felt Harley let go of my hand as she started to run and I matched pace with her.

"Now Scar!" Now what! Oh jump right.

After my hand grabbed the rope my eyes shut as I swung from so many feet in the air. I don't even know if Harley made it or not, please let her have made it cuz I can't open my eyes right now.

I heard Harley laugh below me so I knew she made it and I let out a relieved sigh. "Open your eyes Scar it's okay!"

"No thanks I'm good."

I felt her fiddle with the rope below me and I knew she must have been doing some sort of crazy tricks with them. Come on Scar open your eyes, you can do this. I did and I looked down to see her with the rope wrapped around her hands free.

"You are one crazy bitch!"

"Yeah but I'm your crazy bitch baby." I laughed along with her at that.

Then a gunshot rang out and I looked down to see the rope wrapped around Harley unfurl and I saw her body drop down. My heart dropped into my stomach.

"Harley!"

Then she stopped and I knew she was okay, she looked up at me and laughed.

"Didn't mean to scare ya bunny."

"I swear if we get out of this I'm gonna…"

"Give me a kiss?"

"If you're lucky." I felt the rope being tugged upward and I took that as the que to start climbing. Joker is at the top of that rope, do you really wanna climb it. I had to think about that for a moment. You could always kill him, yeah and then run the risk of dying by one of his goons on the plane, I could probably take them, you probably couldn't as well. It would hurt Harley, I've hurt her enough already.

When I reached the top of the rope I saw a white glove lend out a helping hand. I refused to take it and pulled myself up onto the helicarrier. When I stood on the shaky ground I looked up to see the fucking smile that just made me see even more red then before.

I punched him, it knocked him down to the ground and I heard a gun cock from my left and felt it press against my temple, it was one of his men. He pulled himself back up and wiped some blood from the side of his mouth, still doesn't make up for all the blood he drew on me, but it's a start. He held out a hand to the man pointing the gun at me.

"It's alright, she's just lucky it's a special night." Then he laughed, and laughed and laughed.

"Hey a little help here…" I looked down to see that Harley was struggling to get up and that we were also flying over a river between two parts of the city. I leaned down to help her up and she immediately flew into Joker's arms. I had to look away so I just stared out at the skyline.

"Puddin!" I could hear them kiss, Jesus am I that loud when we kiss? "Did you get all dressed up for me? Oh fuck me!

"Oh you know I'd do anything for you doll, and by the way I've got some grape soda on ice and a bear skin rug waiting." Now I really might throw up.

I heard a loud beeping coming from the cockpit and I heard one of Jokers men yell that there was a problem. All of a sudden there was a jolt from the front and the cockpit was up in flames.

My feet slid down the lowered platform and before I could even blink I was falling.

"SCARLETT!"

I could hear Harley scream my name, but I don't think I even had the ability to scream now. Whoever said that falling feels like it happens in slow motion was absolutely right. It feels exactly like that. Is this what Bruce feels when he flies? Oh God Bruce...he better not blame himself, he has a tendency to do that. Harley...poor Harley, I hope she leaves him, she deserves better. I'm not it, but it's out there. I wonder what happens after we die? Come on Scar now is not the time for an existential crisis…

My body hit the water, but it didn't kill me, surprisingly. Fun fact about me though, I can't swim, isn't that stupid? I never learned after my parents almost let me drown at a hotel pool, they weren't paying attention and I was too scared to ever go back in the water after that. Funny how that's going to be the reason why I die. My fears and my parents neglect, the same reasons why I left home so young, which led to me joining the League, which led me to Gotham, which led me here. Maybe all of this can be chalked down to my parents when you really look at it.

I can't breathe and that's really scary. Everything about this is scary and usually when I'm scared, I'm mad. Right now though I'm not mad.

You always knew you were going to die alone didn't you Leta?

You can't hurt me anymore Ra's, you can't haunt me anymore.

Do you really think that Leta?

Yeah, I do...I really do.

FIN

Welp...that's all folks! Thank you all so much for supporting this story, it's the first one I've ever finished and I'm so freaking proud of it. This story has been going on for years because I just never got the motivation to finish it until this year, and I'm so glad I did because now I get to say that I actually wrote a story and that feels really great. Once again I just wanna say thanks again for supporting this story! Also there is no garuntee that my girl's story is over with yet. Maybe I'll write a Birds of Prey follow up or maybe a fully flushed out backstory, possibly even an epilogues, cause readers love epilogues...who knows, she could just stay gone as well. I'm sorry if this wasn't the ending that everyone was hoping for but it just felt like the right one, but thank you again for sticking around!

Just another quick side note I am also over on AO3 under the same name for those of you that prefer reading over there, and I would also like to plug some stories I'm thinking of writing in the future if you guys would be interested in reading any of them please let me know which one you would like to see most.

Future Stories

Star Wars: Kylo Ren/OC

Avengers: Steve/Bucky/Darcy or Bucky/OC...I'm honestly not sure on this one yet.

Doctor Who: Doctor/OC