Just a reminder I changed Joker's wife a little to be more what I wanted for the story, so bare that in mind as the story goes. And also this is a Joker/Harley/OC so along the way things will shift between the two or possible 3, but this won't just be a J/HQ story sorry.

(? POV)

I stood looking over the city from my bedroom window and was still frustrated from the previous night. First, the Joker had to butt into my business, then his bitch had the nerve to get in my face and worse slap me like some little child. That bitch would pay and so would her so-called Prince of Gotham. That was a joke for sure, the man couldn't even speak let alone barely able to react aside from stopping me on slapping his dear Harley. It almost had me smiling, before I shook my head and growled at the entire situation.

Though, I suppose despite the situation I did manage to gain another asset willing and able to work for me. That alone was pretty worth it and with Michael's help my new little pet will be just as capable and I'll send him out and hopefully see the start of the end to Joker and Harley's reign over Gotham. Now if only it was that simple to make sense of this damn dream that just wouldn't allow me any rest the night before.

Rubbing my temple I decide perhaps a little nap would do me good, I really couldn't think otherwise.

(JOHNNY POV)

To say J was pissed was the biggest understatement of the year and right now I was dealing with an equally pissed off Queen. "Harls chill the fuck out alright? You know what J will do if you keep pushing and pissing him off more especially about his wi…"

"DON'T YOU DARE SAY THAT WORD!" Her sudden screaming voice in my ear had my own words cut off and my head throbbing with a headache.

Shaking my head I slowly looked back over to Harley as she paced inside the manor, thankfully the drive had been silent, but now I was dealing with her being pissed and it extended into the next day. Why did J have to stay out all damn night?

"I swear to God I'll kill that…"

"HARLEY SHUT UP!" I was done listening and if J walked in with her threatening his wife, I didn't want to be there for that fight. Of course, the look on her face was pretty amusing, guess she wasn't expecting me to take a note from J's book. Rubbing a hand over my face I let out a breath pacing a little myself. "Harley you don't get it. This isn't about you or me, it's about J and that woman. If she is his wife, then I think you need to let him be till he figures things out. Ahh no, you will let me talk for a change."

Taking a moment I released another long breath, "Let J figure this out Harls, which means 'NO' threatening to kill this woman, we both know J wouldn't hesitate to kill anyone who threatens her. You saw how he reacted at the club. He was going to shoot you, Harley. Do you get it?" This was one of those times I swear she really was a dumb blond.

(HARLEY POV)

I didn't give a damn who that woman was, I was beyond livid with her and this whole fucked up situation. J had Johnny take me home anyway and hadn't even bothered to come back himself. I knew he had to still be at the club or possibly looking for that whore and yet I was supposed to just sit back and allow it? With a growl, I paced, "Can you believe the fucking gall of Joker to just stay out all night because of that fuck, woman! How dare he.."

"Harls chill the fuck out alright? You know what J will do if you keep pushing and pissing him off more especially about his wi…"

"DON'T YOU DARE SAY THAT WORD!" How dare he call that woman J's wife, I was his girl NO ONE ELSE! My eyes bore into Johnny's even as he started shaking before I was pacing once more. The anger coming at me again.

"I swear to God I'll kill that…"

"HARLEY SHUT UP!" I knew my eyes were bulging from the tone that Johnny spoke, completely shocked he got that anger, yet pissed at the same time he wasn't feeling the same as me about this. J was putting that woman before us. US! My eyes narrowed, glaring right back at Johnny even as he began again to yammer.

"Harley you don't get it. This isn't about you or me, it's about J and that woman. If she is his wife, then I think you need to let him be till he figures things out. Ahh no, you will let me talk for a change."

My lips had pursed for a split second before closing "Let J figure this out Harls, which means 'NO' threatening to kill this woman, we both know J wouldn't hesitate to kill anyone who threatens her. You saw how he reacted at the club. He was going to shoot you, Harley. Do you get it?" I just shook my head, throwing one last glare before I turned away from Johnny and headed upstairs, no longer caring what he had to say about any of this for the time being. But still, he was right. J was going to shoot me I didn't have to see his face to know the moment I heard the click and that scares me.

(JOKER POV)

Harley was almost dead by my hand, I had to get Johnny to get her out before that happened. But she just wouldn't let up about everything I said. About my...wife. That felt so foreign on my lips yet at the same time it didn't and that drove me nuts. Why was I still feeling so strongly, strangely about this woman who seemed to want absolutely nothing to do with me. That hurt.

I didn't bother going home or sleeping only remained in the club up in the private room trying to think and clear my mind. Laying back on the leather couch, I groaned just thinking about the night before, not just seeing my past...no wait she was more than my past. My wife. Closing my eyes I tried to clear my head, well clear up everything I was seeing and yet I couldn't, hell, pushing it away, pushing her memory away wasn't happening.

And it was like Johnny's words were coming back about looking into this, finding out fully if that was Jeanie and why if it was she didn't even remember me, remember us and how was she even alive. That was probably the biggest question in my mind and one I just couldn't answer. Yet.

As I opened my eyes, there was one thought that was lingering in the forefront of my mind and even I knew ignoring it wasn't a smart idea. Harley Quinn. If anyone knew Harley the best it was me, I did make her into the woman she is now and that look, the tone of her voice spoke loud and clear. She meant it and I suddenly felt the cold steel of the gun in my hand before I rose it up in front of me, staring. Everything was changing, whether it was changing for the good or bad even I couldn't tell yet, "I'll find you and what really happened."

A little short, but it gives a little more insight into the feelings and emotional state of the characters a little better. Some for the better and some not so good. Until next time, hope you enjoy.