Chapter 11: Headaches and Regrets

Harley awoke with a searing pain. It was as if her brain was trying to break out of her skull. Luckily, the Batcave was dark as usual, so there was no lights to make it worse. As the events of last night rushed back to her, she realized that she was hungover. However, what was worse than the pain and the dizzying world around her was her actions last night. She had done...that with Bman. True she was drunk at the time, but now he probably thought she was nothing more than a whore.

A part of her wanted to do that and more with the Dark Knight, but not like that. She wanted it to be more passionate, not something two drunks do on a whim. Harley wanted something more with Batman. Now she probably ruined any chance of that.

She was taken from her thoughts when she heard footsteps heading her way. More lights came on in the batcave, blinding Harley and making the hangover even worse. As her eyes adjusted and the pain in her head subsided she saw Alfed in front of her. He was carrying a silver tray with eggs, bacon, and toast, along with what looked like tea.

"Well it seems you enjoyed yourself last night."Alfred said to her as he placed the tray beside her.

Harley wondered if he knew about her and Bman's little sex romp. She couldn't help but squirm a bit, feeling a mix between guilt and pleasure. While she wasn't particularly proud of what she did last night, she still remembered the wonderful feeling. Plus, knowing that she made Batman feel the same made it all the better.

"Next time you and Master...Batman celebrate please drink more responsibly."Alfred suggested,"Hangovers are not fun for anyone. Here this is my special tea. It works wonders on them."

Ok, so maybe the butler didn't know at least about the oral sex. She took the glass of tea from the tray and took a big gulp. The tea was nice and hot and instantly she felt her headache lessen. Pretty soon Harley had drunk the whole glass and her head was nothing more than a dull throb.

"Wow that sure hit the spot."Harley said, deciding to start on her meal,"Do you make that special tea for Bats all the time?"

"You have no idea."Alfred answered sadly, but before Harley could question him he turned and left.

She finished the rest of her meal alone and in silence. The silence was soon interrupted by the sound of grumbling and footsteps. The Dark Knight soon came into her feild of vision, holding Alfred's special hangover tea. Part of his costume was disheveled, guess he couldn't dress properly with his head split in two.

"Rough night Bman?"Harley teased, flashing him a sympathic grin.

Batman avoided looking at her and grimaced, "Yeah I suppose."

Awkward silence ensued. Clearly both of them remembered what took place last night, the alcohol hadn't been that kind enough to wipe them away. Both Harley and Bruce didn't know how to proceed, or if whatever they had, or could have, was know ruined by one night of drunken lust.

"Look Harley..."Batman started, breaking the tension,"About last night, I'm sorry. I never meant to take advantage of you like that."

"Come on now Bats."Harley replied,"Clearly it was me who took advantage of you. I feel bad now, taking away your innocence and all."

Batman smiled at her joke. It made Harley feel better, just knowing she was one of the few people graced to see the grim hero grin. However, now she felt as if this was one of the last times she would ever see it.

"Batman I hope you think don't less of me now.."Harley said,trying her best not to shed any tears as her emotions start pouring out of her,"I never would have done that if I wasn't for me being drunk. At least not that way... I wanted it to be more..."

"Passionate?Real?"Batman said, finishing her thoughts,"Harley I don't think less of you. Quite frankly I don't really regret what happened last night, but I would have preferred it if it was under different circumstances."

"Really? You don't hate me?"Harley smiled, sniffling and wiping anyway any escaping tears.

Batman smiled kindly at her and replied,"Never."

He extended his hand to Harley. She smiled up at him and took it in hers. Bats pulled her up off the bed, and hand-in-hand, made their way over to the Batmobile. Before they got Harley stopped him and straightened up his uniform.

"Can't strike fear into the hearts of criminals with your outfit like that."Harley said.

"Likewise."Batman sneered, looking her up and down. That's when Harley realized she was still in her sleepwear.

"Hold on a sec and let me change into my outfit as well."Harley said, running back to her bed and putting on her harliquinn costume.

"Need any help straightening it out?"Batman teased, smirking.

"Nice try Bman."Harley answered, giggling.