Okay so I decided to get out at least one more chapter seeing as the reviews I was getting were making me smile. Hehehe. I will say she is going to cause issues from the beginning for all. And she will be someone of my creation, hopefully, how I did it will all tie in enough for everyone and make you all continue to enjoy the story.
(JOKER POV)
"She's….my wife." There is was out in the open and it was like a pin could drop now in the room. It was that quiet and well I expected it for the moment, but it was just a matter of who would break first. My money? Well, my money was on, my Harls and sure enough, she didn't disappoint.
"YOUR WHAT?" Her scream came ringing through the room as I moved to finally look back over at the pair, only to feel a sudden stinging in my cheek.
Which had me suddenly releasing a throaty growl and my arm shot out grabbing her by the neck as I stood and slammed her into the wall near us. "I get your pissed Harley, but don't make the mistake of thinking you get to be the big bad and take your anger out on my physically cause I still will remind you who runs shit around here." My tone was back to my usual and as I stared into her eyes wondered if she'd get it.
She'd gripped my wrist, but I wasn't going to release her till I knew she was under control or well given the situation as much control as she could manage.
"Alright…" was all she finally spoke and exhaled before I released her and stepped back, glancing over to Johnny who seemed to be still in shock. Then again none knew of my past, hell I barely remembered it till now at least as far as my wife was concerned. "What about you Johnny?"
At the sound of my voice, his head shot up and he just stood there shaking it a little, "I...I honestly don't know boss. This is big that is for sure, but yeah that is all I can really say. "
Running my fingers up through my hair I nodded, "Yeah it's big, but…" I was cut off again as Harley growled and I arched a brow in her direction curiously. "Problem Harls?"
Those blue eyes narrowed at me and I didn't make any reaction visible, but I was slightly annoyed. "But? But? What do you mean but? You have a fucking wife and suddenly she is back and all you can say is but? That bitch should be dead after the crap she just pulled downstairs in the club and yet you stood there and…" I backhanded her before she ever had a chance to finish and stood glaring over her body as she sat on the floor, not even wanting to hear what she was gonna say. I knew and she damn well knew better than to even think such crap.
"I'm gonna stop you right there before you say something we both know will have you in a world of trouble with me Harley. I know what the fucking hell happened down there alright?" My eyes were narrowed and I stepped back shaking my head before trying to figure out how best to explain myself 'without' being interrupted again.
"As I was saying, yeah this is big, but the fact she is even here is more shocking." Pausing a moment I inhale allowing my eyes to once again close and the images to come rushing forward. "The last thing I remember was being told she and our baby were dead, killed in some kind of accident." A small noise from Harley had me shooting her another look.
"But that tattoo on her back, the hair, the eyes, even the voice is Jeanie yet it's not her. It's rather fuzzy still and I'm trying to sort the images in my mind which is not helping me." Which was true, so many images, emotions and memories hitting all at once kind of overloaded my brain. As if it wasn't already overloaded but still.
Deciding I'd hold off on getting Harley's opinion for now I turned to Johnny instead with a raised brow, "Boss...I don't know. I mean you said it yourself it's her, yet it's not perhaps you and I know this probably isn't what you're wanting to hear." He paused and cast a sideways glance to Harls before continuing which lead me to believe she was probably about to lose it again.
"Perhaps you need to look into this. Into her and see what exactly is going on. I mean if that is your wife, she certainly doesn't remember you and also it seems has no love for you or Harley. That right there could be bad."
As I nodded to what he was saying, Harley was up again and this time in Johnny's face. "Figure it out? You want him to figure out what the hell is going on with that bitch? Are you nuts? Who gives a rats ass if she's his wife! He isn't that man anymore! Besides, you said it yourself she didn't remember him and I say good, we can get rid of her and be done with this."
It wasn't explainable in that moment, but Harley unbenounced to her or anyone had caused me to see red with those words.
(HARLEY POV)
If anyone would of asked me if I'd of expected Mista J to say that was his wife, I'd of laughed in their face and said hell no. But the moment that word hit my ears I was seeing red and couldn't help suddenly jumping up and screaming at him. "YOUR WHAT?"
Of course, my anger got the better of me and my hand also made a connection to his cheek at the same moment and wasn't shocked to feel his hand wrapping around my throat, but it didn't help my anger at this situation. And I instinctively gripped his wrist, grunting as he slammed me into the wall, my own eyes glaring right back into his.
To think that bitch was his wife, his fucking wife. I wasn't even sure what to think honestly, only that she needed to be taken care of and quickly. There was no damn way his wife from a past he didn't remember would come here and ruin this, besides she clearly didn't want anything to do with him.
"I get your pissed Harley, but don't make the mistake of thinking you get to be the big bad and take your anger out on my physically cause I still will remind you who runs shit around here." His voice had me once more focused and I hated that he wanted me to just almost let this go. But I also wasn't wanting to push him beyond. "Alright…" and he released her and stepped back, glancing over to Johnny who had yet to say anything.
"What about you Johnny?"
I was curious now that J wasn't focused on me and prayed he might knock sense into Joker since I clearly didn't. "I...I honestly don't know boss. This is big that is for sure, but yeah that is all I can really say. " Really? Nothing. He wasn't sure what the hell? I glared over at Johnny, not that he noticed and shook my head right before catching J starting to explain and couldn't help a low growl to slip free.
"Yeah it's big, but…" which succeeded in cutting J off and once more getting them to focus on me. "Problem Harls?"
"But? But? What do you mean but? You have a fucking wife and suddenly she is back and all you can say is but? That bitch should be dead after the crap she just pulled downstairs in the club and yet you stood there and…" A sudden sharp pain caused me to trail off what I was ranting and land on the floor with a slight bloody lip, glaring up at J as he now hovered over me glaring. Damn it all, this whole situation was getting me more and more pissed and causing a rift between us.
"I'm gonna stop you right there before you say something we both know will have you in a world of trouble with me Harley. I know what the fucking hell happened down there alright?" I rubbed the back of my hand at my lip as he stepped back and spoke to Johnny again, glaring at the two of them. Wondering when Johnny fucking got off the pissed off bandwagon with me before we entered the room.
"As I was saying, yeah this is big, but the fact she is even here is more shocking." When he paused I cocked my head waiting for the rest not quite liking where this was going and as he continued I knew I didn't like this. Fuck this is just getting better and better. "The last thing I remember was being told she and our baby were dead, killed in some kind of accident." I snorted before seeing him shoot me another look and turned away. What did he think I would do with this info, jump up and down pleased? Hell no!
"But that tattoo on her back, the hair, the eyes, even the voice is Jeanie yet it's not her. It's rather fuzzy still and I'm trying to sort the images in my mind which is not helping me."
Johnny's voice had me looking more at him for now and he'd yet to not be on my shit list. "Boss...I don't know. I mean you said it yourself it's her, yet it's not perhaps you and I know this probably isn't what you're wanting to hear." When he looked at me I glared waiting.
"Perhaps you need to look into this. Into her and see what exactly is going on. I mean if that is your wife, she certainly doesn't remember you and also it seems has no love for you or Harley. That right there could be bad."
And I lost it. "Figure it out? You want him to figure out what the hell is going on with that bitch? Are you nuts? Who gives a rats ass if she's his wife! He isn't that man anymore! Besides, you said it yourself she didn't remember him and I say good, we can get rid of her and be done with this."
This woman, Jeanie, was going to die and needed to be dead soon before this got even worse or J suddenly decided. NO, I wasn't going to let even my mind wander to anything else involving...her. But perhaps I should of chosen my words a little more carefully, because the sudden click of a gun had me tensing and since I was facing Johnny that left only one person in the room that could have pulled a gun. Mista J.
As I turned the look in his eyes stopped the words that had been sitting on my tongue and I snapped shut my jaw.
(JOKER POV)
When she heard me click the gun I knew I had her attention, 'good' and she was smart to keep her damn mouth closed as well when she finally turned to face me. I wasn't playing and at the same time I couldn't figure out why the fuck I was so damn protective the moment Harley had spoken of wanting Jeanie dead and out of the way.
It was odd and I didn't like the feeling at all, but she still had triggered it and this was deep in my gut which took alot. And had me agreeing some with what Johnny had said earlier about getting things figured out which is exactly what I was going to do.
"Johnny take her back home and I don't care if you do it with her kicking and screaming. I don't want to see either of you the rest of the night."
Of course when neither made a move I growled, "NOW!" And they both rushed from the room, thankfully this time she kept her damn comments to herself.
I hope you like this one and just know I will explain more about the wife later and Joker's memories will also become clearer soon. And I know there was a question about her not knowing him, which is true for now. She doesn't know Joker is her husband or anything beyond him being the King of Gotham and Harley Quinn his Queen. So she does hate them both currently.