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"All right, secure the roof."

Flag sauntered into the room with a flourish, looking around before glancing out the window shaking his head at the buildings that were on fire. It was easier to guess which parts of the city was in up in flames than the ones that weren't. It was spreading like the plague and the more they lingered, the further away the city's salvation seemed. As well as June who, he hoped, wasn't forever lost.

Flag turned away from the window; voice determined and demanding."Sweep for shooters so we can bring down our aviation assets."

"You got it."One of SEALs nodded at the leader, clapping his hands when he turned to his men, signaling for the door."You heard him! Let's go!"

As the soldiers rushed to the door, it was kicked open and one by one the squad entered, closely followed by some more soldiers that had their eyes pinned on each and every member, ready to attack if needed. Killer Croc ambled in first, followed by a still silent and seemingly collected El Diablo who quickly scanned the room.

Next entered a very exasperated, cursing and perspired Boomerang.

With a very excited and delighted Harley who was perched on Boomerang's back.

"Whoo!"Harley cheered, lifting her head from Boomerang's shoulder before she stretched."Five flights on heels? No way."

"Yeah, well, this ain't been easy for everyone."

Harley hit Boomerang's shoulder, earning a groan from the man."You callin' me heavy?"

"No, i'm calling you an annoying pain in the arse, darlin', who kicked me as if I were a fucking horse!"

"Oh, shush."

Boomerang ground his teeth together, having a hard time in biting his tongue but did it anyway considering Harley still held tight onto her bat. He came to a stop in the middle of the room, groaning in pain as he straightened, the ache in his legs making him wince.

"I gotta work on my cardio."Harley mumbled, leaning forward on Boomerang's back, patting his shoulder with a smirk."Thanks for the offer. Ain't you sweet?!"

"I didn't offer anythin', darlin'. You jumped on me, put a gun to my head and threatened me with your boyfriend."Boomerang replied in a dull tone, shaking Harley off with a petulant scowl, rolling back his aching shoulders."Didn't give me much of a choice, did it?"

"Exactly!"Harley fixed her loose pigtails, a pleased giggle coming from her before she stood on her tiptoes and kissed Boomerang's cheek with a loud."MWAH!"

The Australian waved the female clown off with a grumble, rolling his eyes as he wiped the red lip print from his cheek. Harley sauntered off, leaving a grateful Boomerang who quickly turned to the chairs. He sniffed, wiping the sweat from his forehead and wondering when the headache was to fade.

As everyone settled, the door was kicked open again, and Deadshot casually ambled into the room with Katherine still in his arms. Unlike Boomerang with Harley, the hitman seemed to be laughing at something Katherine had said. His laughter quickly faded when he noticed the others, but his smile remained.

Boomerang, who had been double checking with his weapons, rolled his eyes with a mutter."Look who's finally decided to join the group."

Katherine heard Boomerang and sent him a glower as Deadshot lowered her to her feet. She gave a pleased sigh when she aches in her feet had subsided. The hitman lingered, giving her a once-over, as if to see if she was going to fall over again. Katherine pouted at being on her feet but gave Deadshot a thankful look, all smiles as he looked down at her.

"Oh, shucks!"Katherine poked Deadshot's shoulder with a playful smile before her tone turned somewhat serious."Thanks for the ride!"

"It's as if you read my mind, kitten."Deadshot tapped his temple with the barrel of his gun, giving Katherine a once over before impishly adding."I was thinking of using that line on our third date."

"Third date?"Katherine hummed in response, looking up at Deadshot with a provocative grin, patting his chest."You really think highly of yourself, do ya?"

Deadshot gave a laugh, letting go of his gun so that he could place his hands on Katherine's sides, near her bump. He didn't dare touch her bump without her offering; he was well aware how protective women were and understood. It was something special; they were growing life inside of them and, if the baby had started kicking, he didn't have the right to feel it.

"You, uh,"He paused for a moment, brow furrowing, as if he was shocked at himself for asking such an attentive question."You feeling better? I ain't about to get a bullet in my head from Harley if you still feeling like shit."

"I'm dead on my feet but i'm not seeing two of everything."Katherine replied with a small smile, touching her bump fondly before looking up at Deadshot."We both thank ya, mister."

Nodding, the hitman shifted from foot to foot, unsure of how to respond, so he simply smiled in return. Katherine quirked an eyebrow, reading him quite well, understanding that he, like herself and everyone around them, was skilled with everything but emotions. She placed her hands over his that were still holding her sides and let her smile grow to a broad grin.

"Lookie, lookie at the lovebirds."

Katherine rolled her eyes, grin fading as well as Deadshot's at the Australian accent. The young woman let go of the hitman long enough to glance out of the corner of her eye to see Boomerang watching them with a delighted head tilt.

"Easy there, mate, back up a bit, yeah?"Boomerang lazily said, gesturing to their close proximity with a devilish smirk."I'm sure she don't want twins."

Katherine and Deadshot both turned their heads at the same time, both sending Boomerang irritated looks.

"Were you dropped on the head as a kid?"

"Nah, just pathetic."Deadshot's mouth slowly curved up into a gloating smirk, nodding at the lump in Boomerang's jacket where he knew his pink unicorn was safely tucked in."Why else would a grown-ass man carry around a unicorn?"

Boomerang's smile fell, and he glowered at the hitman, looking tempted to lunge for him but, after looking at the pair and remembering the amount of weapons they had between them, he shook his head.

"Very funny-"The Australian let out a hearty laugh, rubbing his hands together before his laughter suddenly stopped, and he looked to the hitman."Deadshit."

Then, before Deadshot could react, Boomerang spun on his heels and sauntered over to chairs.

Flag watched them go before he spun around on his heels and quickly strode towards the door with a keypad on the wall beside it. He started to punch in the code but turned just in time to notice that Harley, Katherine and Deadshot had begun to follow.

He quickly turned around, holding out a hand."Hell, no."

Deadshot looked to the women before raising his eyebrows."What?"

"Wait here!"He said with a chuckle, eyes skimming the Squad before he shook his head."I, uh, I don't wanna give this dude a heart attack, okay?"

"Look at his face."Harley cackled, placing aside her bat gently as if it were something precious, popping her bubble gum before drawling."Awww, he's embarrassed of us!"

"Him embarrassed of us?"Katherine shook her head, arms unconsciously hugging her bump, and clicked her tongue."It's us i'm embarrassed for. This is not good for our rep."

Rolling his eyes, Flag began to make his way over to the door, ready to put in the code, but was stopped by Deadshot's voice.

"Hey, Flag?"

He turned his head, eyes telling the other man that he was listening and Deadshot pointed at the soldier. His expression was relaxed, but his words dripped with a tone that proved he was anything but calm.

"This dude better cure cancer after all of this shit."Deadshot said in a warning tone, waiting for Flag to disappear before his hand shot out just before the door could shut behind him."He may have the badges and shit, but he ain't smart."

Boomerang, now sitting on an armchair with his legs over the side, scoffed."You already noticing that, mate?"

"Something ain't right."Deadshot ignored the other man, looking "Anyone else think something else is going on behind the scenes?"

When everyone's hands instantly raised, both of Harley's did, as if she wanted to emphasise her view. She hip checked Katherine who, after Harley demanded, raised her other arm with a half smile.

Deadshot nodded, gesturing to the safe room."I'm gonna go check this out."

Deadshot leaned in, looking down the stairs where he could hear Flag's voice."See if I can figure whatever he's hiding out."

"Good choice."Harley encouraged, studying her bruised and scraped knuckles with a tut."You're the leader, aren't ya? Lead."

The hitman tightened his grip on his weapon and stepped out to the top of the stairs. But, just as he was about to descend the rest, a small hand grabbed his wrist.

He looked down, recognizing the many rings. Katherine.

He turned to see the pregnant woman on the step above and frowned, giving her a questioning look. She pressed her index finger over her lips and pulled him up, getting onto her tip toes.

"Don't let them catch ya. Be stealthy."Katherine ordered, wagging a ringed finger at the hitman, giving a somewhat playful smile."You don't wanna get yourself paralysed and lose all movement. That would be a party foul."

Deadshot raised his eyebrows, hearing the hidden meaning behind her words despite Katherine's winsome smile.

The hitman rolled his eyes at the Squad who were watching and laughed, leaning forward so that he could whisper to the young woman. His free hand seized her hip, and he yanked her toward him, his smile turning to a smug smirk when she gave a gasp.

"Kitten, my stamina's never been an issue, all right?"

He squeezed her hip, smug smile still on his mouth before he turned and made his way down the stairs.

"If they're thinkin' of boring us to death, they're doing it right."

Katherine turned from the window with a huff, sliding back down onto the couch, rubbing her eyes with a yawn. Harley, who had been counting which buildings had burned down and which were about to follow, pouted when she ran out of buildings, and followed her best friend onto the couch.

"Turns out we can't stop at Mc Donald's, it's gone."Harley mumbled to Katherine but her gaze was on her bump which she touched fondly."Sorry, baby, no happy meal for you."

The group looked just a bored as Katherine and Harley felt. El Diablo and Killer Croc were leaning against the wall, staring at the firepit that was the city, muttering to one another now and then. Boomerang was happily resting on an arm chair, looking anything but worried with his head against the cushion and his eyes hooded. He looked ready to doze off and Katherine was thinking of doing the same thing.

Deadshot had been gone for a while.

Too long and Katherine was beginning to get antsy.

The pregnant woman sighed, shifting her gaze from the door to the group."What's taking so long?"

"I say we make a run for it."Boomerang mumbled, cracking open one eye and waving to the door."He's gone, darlin'. I say we save our own asses. Who knows what's goin' on?"

"I know that I want you to shut up."Katherine snapped her head in Boomerang's direction, narrowing her eyes at him."We ain't leaving without him, got it?"

"All for one and one for all."Harley giggled, raising her bat in the air with a loud cry of excitement, turning and resting her head in Katherine's lap."Got it?"

Boomerang held his hands up in surrender, rolling his eyes."Whatever."

Katherine smiled down at her best friend, resting back against the cushion of the couch, fingers fixing Harley's pigtails one more. The female clown turned her gaze to the ceiling, narrowing them as she seemed to get lost in her thoughts.

"Anytime now, Mistah J..."Harley sing songed in a whisper, cocking her head, blue eyes sparkling with mischief but also a hint of imploration."Pretty, pretty, pretty please?"

"Just wait. You know how he likes to make an entrance."Katherine mumbled, tugging on Harley's pigtail in an attempt to cheer her up, smiling when the female clown giggled."Ya know Uncle J would do anything for his pumpkin."

Harley gave a blissful sigh at the mention of her Puddin', tongue running along her painted red lips, and she clapped her hands in a giddy manner.

"He'd do anything for his brat, too, y'know."Harley poked Katherine's cheek, turning her head and pressing her cheek to Katherine's bump.."You're our favourite. Both of Puddin's brats."

Suddenly, the door was yanked open and Deadshot ambled into the room, shaking his head in annoyance. Harley let out a sigh of relief, her boredom coming to an end and the female clown shot up from Katherine's lap, clapping her hands once more.

"Finally."

Katherine, noticing his expression, straightened in her seat."What did ya find?"

"You know when you said soldier boy is a bitch?"Deadshot sighed as he kicked the door against the wall, leaning against it, glancing back where he came from before he added."Well, I just found the master that holds the lead."

The group quickly got to their feet, each and every one looked completely enraged Flag entered the room, followed by Amanda.

"No. Way."Harley mumbled, grip tightening around the handle of the bat that rested on her shoulders."Are you guys seein' this?!"

Amanda remained quiet, but it was evident by her head tilt that she was far too complacent at seeing their expressions. The group muttered amongst themselves before looking to Flag, annoyed by his calm stance, before they turned to Amanda once more.

"Looks right we were right about you, mate,"Boomerang started, baring his teeth at Flag before he gave a harsh, derisive laugh."Proper cuckolded, aren't ya?"

"Shut the fuck up."Flag glowered at Boomerang, holding his weapon closer when he felt the murderous tension and nodded to the exit."Let's go home."

"Yeah, let's go home."Boomerang said, sarcasm apparent in his voice, as he looked around at his comrade."That sounds good."

"You guys wanna go home? Hm?"Amanda bravely stepped forward, ignoring Boomerang's angry leer as he added."Or you wanna go back to prison?"

"Fuck no."The Squad mumbled in unison, Katherine's fingers brushing against her holster and she shook her head, firmly adding."We got homes and people to go back to. Family."

At this everyone gave a nod of agreement, Deadshot's nod more firm than the others."That's right."

"We had a deal."Amanda ground out, eyes on Katherine's bump before she met her gaze."For your kid. We shook on it."

"I had my fingers crossed."Katherine replied with a shrug, pulling her gun from her holster, no sign of fear in her eyes when guns were pointed at her in return."When it comes to trusting who'll have my back, i'll go family every time."

"Nu-uh, no way. We're not going back to prison."Harley shook her head, pigtails waving back and forth, her eyes narrowing wrathfully at Amanda before she stomped her foot with a whine."I wanna go home to my Puddin'!"

"What i'm saying is-"Boomerang began, a murderous look in his eyes as his hands reached for his own weapons."we kill the pair of 'em now before they kill us."

"You know what?"Katherine made a sound of agreement, raising her head and pointing her gun at Amanda, glancing at Boomerang."That's the first logical you've said today."

Boomerang smirked at Katherine, shrugging."I am to please, darlin'."

"What do you say?"Katherine looked to Harley then Deadshot, arching an eyebrow at him when he turned to her."Kill them and head home?"

"Huh."Harley studied Amanda then looked down at her bat, a broad grin on her face before she nodded, brandishing her gun."I'm in!"

Katherine gave a grin, looking back up to Deadshot."What about you?"

The hitman's mouth downturned, gaze flickering between Amanda and Katherine. He knew Katherine wouldn't have asked for his help if she didn't intend to make good on her word. His daughter. If anyone had the connections to make that happen, it was her.

"Honour and loyalty among thieves, right? You got my back; I got yours."Deadshot repeated what she'd told him, aiming his gun at his new target."You ain't got no honour, lady, and I ain't seein' my daughter on your terms."

The trio, quickly joined by Killer Croc and Boomerang aimed at Amanda despite the many weapons being pointed at them. El Diablo lingered, eyes flickering between the soldiers and his squad, a look of hesitance in his eyes. He watched, unsure of the side he wanted to be on until he looked to Katherine's bump. She was far from a good person considering the blood she had spilled but, like himself, she fought for family.

She fought for her freedom, for her unborn child.

"Hey, hey!"El Diablo side stepped, joining the group, hands held out at Flag."Put it away!"

"What you saying this shit to me for? What about them?"

El Diablo shook his head following Flag's gun as he wielded it over the Squad."No kids are dying, not on my watch. Not again!"

"Stand down!"Flag shouted, gun aimed at Deadshot, more than ready to shoot at the hitman."It doesn't have to be this way!"

The soldier's fingertip brushed the trigger when nobody made a move to obey him, only to be shoved to the side as Amanda stepped in front of him.

She was holding something worse than a gun.

She was holding their life in her hands.

"There's no need for this."

The Squad looked on in hesitance at the device in Amanda's hand. Her thumb hovered over their faces, smiling when she saw each person wince whenever she lingered on them.

Deadshot lowered his gun a little, hissing."You're evil."

"Hey!"Boomerang stage whispered to Harley, attempting to pull down her hand that held the gun, ignoring her cat hisses."I like my insides where they are, girlie, on the fucking inside."

"Pull the trigger, i'll activate the nanite, and your daughter will be sent scraps of you..."Amanda quietly warned, waving the device back and forth, eyes shifting to Katherine a moment later."and you might prefer to die with your kid attached to you but you really willing to risk your friend?"

Katherine, mid-step on her way toward Amanda, froze at the older woman's words. She rapidly blinked, the darkness in her eyes subsiding before she met Amanda's eyes. The older woman cocked her head, looking at Katherine expectantly before the pregnant woman glanced at Harley beside her. The female clown scowled at Amanda, fingers drumming against her bat, ready to lunge for the woman who held their lives in her hand.

"Ready, Kitty Kat?"

Like The Joker, Harley was fearless; she knew no limits and, if even she did die, she held such firm belief in her Puddin's power that she unquestionably believed The Joker had the power to bring her back. Harley had vowed to live and die for The Joker, and that was she lived by.

"Fine, you win."Katherine shook her head, foot hitting the ground harshly and she reluctantly holstered her gun."Harls, stand down."

The female clown sent her best friend a puzzled look, petulantly whining."Huh?"

"It ain't the time to play."Katherine said as clear as she could, giving her friend a pointed look and a small grin before Amanda could see."Ya got the message?"

It didn't take long for Harley to connect the grin and her words.

It was as if a switched had been turned on.

Once again, at the silent mention of The Joker, Harley's eyes grew playfully mischievous. The female clown gave a small hop, the giddiness returning before she placed her index finger over her lips as if to tell herself to remain inconspicuous. Even if she wasn't and Amanda caught on, Katherine trusted Harley would've resolved it. Second to her uncle, Harley was undeniably the most astute of them all, and it was amusing to see people underestimate her.

"'Kay!"Harley sing songed, giving Amanda a cheeky grin before bowing as if she'd presented a show though her eyes were still fraught with indignation."You're lucky, lady!"

"That's what I thought."Amanda muttered before addressing the group, glancing at their mugshots on the device with a smug smile."Don't get high-spirited on me and ruin a good thing, all right?"

Amanda eyed them with a then she gave a self-satisfied smile before making her way out of the room, Flag and Katana following behind her. The rest of the group watched after the trio, each member of the squad looking absolutely aggrieved and murderous. Even El Diablo looked ready to burn the pair alive before he finally shook his head and slowly followed, considering the numbers.

Killer Croc turned to the group, watching after Amanda."I like her."

"'Course you do, mate, you'll eat anything, won't ya?"Boomerang chuckled, reaching out to pat Killer Croc's arm but thought better."Alligators and Amanda? I see no difference. Both will eat ya alive."

Killer Croc growled at Boomerang, reaching out and grabbing his collar."I ain't no alligator, pinky."

"Okay!"Boomerang held up his hands, surrendering with a shaky laugh."Got it, got it!"

Killer Croc snarled at the other man again before shoving him to the side, turning and following El Diablo. The rest hesitated for a moment before they started to follow. Katherine was slower than the rest, her hands still shaking with anger and her brown eyes almost black with detest towards the pair.

Harley skipped up to Katherine's side, lower lip jutting out when she saw the angry frown on her best friend's face. Harley shook her head, mumbling about how a frown didn't suit Katherine, poking her cheek once more.

"Don't be upset, Kitty Kat, they won't be so smiley for long."Harley whispered, wrapping an arm around Katherine's shoulders and pulling her best friend into her side, pecking her cheek."Puddin's gonna come and save the day. Just like you said."

Harley's red lips then curved up into a manic grin, a giggle following, staring after Amanda and Flag."And they are gonna go KABOOM!"

Harley made a series of explosion noises, mimicking Amanda and Flag screaming before she stopped with a pleased smile. The fascination on Harley's face as she made the sounds were enough to make Katherine's smile fall and the young woman burst out into laughter. Harley's smile grew as her friend laughed and was unable to stop her own laughter.

"You really paint a picture, Harls."

"Uh-huh."The Queen of Gotham giggled with Katherine, a playful growl following before her eyes caught sight of another inferno."Oh, look at the pretty flames!"

Seemingly ignoring Flag's calls for them to follow, Harley pushed at soldiers to get to the window. She pranced over to the large windows, pressing so close that her nose squished against it, her hands on each side of her head. Katherine watched her friend with a fond smile before feeling another presence.

"What's up, Deadshit?"

"Hell no."She smiled when the hitman scowled at her, wagging his finger as if scolding a child, narrowing his eyes."Call me that again and i'mma-"

"What?"Katherine cut in, fluttering her eyelashes at the hitman."Spank me?"

"Well..."His mouth downturned, eyebrow quirking as he leaned back and gave her a once over."Can't say it hasn't crossed my mind, kitten."

Katherine's smile broadened, and she pushed at him when his gaze lingered. The hitman caught her wrist before she could push him again, tugging her body against his.

"Looks like we're not getting out of this rabbit hole without a fight."Deadshot quietly remarked, his determination of surviving his plight so that he could be free and see his daughter amplifying, fondly touching the pocket that held the picture of Zoe before he looked to Katherine with a half smile and a nod."You ready for that?"

"Ready?"Katherine raised an eyebrow, scoffing to herself before nudging Deadshot with a roguish grin."Honey, i'm already front and centre."

"Don't go hogging the spotlight, kitten; we're all itching for a good fight."He replied, glancing over at Flag with a look of distaste, grip tightening on his gun."I'm gonna save Flag for last. I'm gonna rain down on him like the Holy Ghost."

"Ohhh, scary."Katherine crooned, studying Deadshot's eyes that were almost as dark as charcoal, his tight jaw clench and the dangerous expression on his face."Sounds like fun."

Deadshot's anger disappeared for a moment, and he shifted his gaze to Katherine, his wicked smile matching her own.

"Great minds think alike, right?"The hitman mumbled so that only she could hear, gaze flickering over her face before he hummed to himself and nodded toward the exit."Let's get this over with, yeah?"

Nodding, Katherine made a move to follow Deadshot only to come to an abrupt stop when she felt a buzz in her pocket. The phone. It was her father. Just as she was notified of this, she noticed Harley stopping next to her, it obvious she had also gotten a text too. As Harley read her text, she smiled an exhilarated smile, the smile she only gave around The Joker or if someone mentioned him.

Katherine read her own text, smiling happily to herself as her father assured her he was close. She had no doubt that her father would trek to the ends of the earth, fight his way through armies and remain standing to get to his daughter.

We're close, be ready.

The women turned and met eyes, nodding to one another with matching smiles.

Showtime.

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