Ok before departure two! Yay! Plus an inside look on what every one is doing while Harley is gone!

Like always nothing is mine

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In Jokers hide out in the present.

"JOKER!" Poison Ivy yelled while bursting into Jokers hide out door. "Well, well, isn't it my favorite weed. What may I do for you?" Joker asked leaning up against the wall with his usual smile on his face. "What do you think! I've been calling Harley's cell phone for ages and I can't find her any were! What did you do to her!" She screamed as Joker started to laugh. He put his right hand on his chest and stepped forward. "What did I do? I didn't do any thing to her, nothing out of the norm any ways."

"What do you mean out of the norm?" She asked pointing at him with one hand while the other was on her hip. "Well besides her special treatment from a very special friend of mine. I believe you know Puck." He said as a pale man with white hair and long ears stepped out of the shadows. "So what about him?" Ivy asked now in a threatening manner pointing at the fay.

"Well my dear friend here has been treating Harley with a little magic and now he can't find her at first I thought that she went with you for a while but it seems she's fallen off of the face of the earth." The blonde man sighed. "Why don't you two just check the note she left?" Puck asked putting his hands behind his head bored. "Note?" Ivy and Joker asked in unison.

Puck snapped his fingers and a note appeared floating in midair with Harley's hand writing. Both Joker and Ivy read it.

Hey Pudding' it me Harley. I used the time machine to make our life a little less cartoon and a little more normal. By the time you've read this I should have removed your father so then we could have a normal life and adopt some children since I'm not able to have any. With lots of Love, Harley Quin.

Ivy gasped as Joker gaped. Meanwhile on the roof top of Jokers hide out a young woman dressed in a bat suit sighed then muttered. "What on earth?" Turning on her wrist watch she contacted the Batman. "What the news on Harley Bat-woman?" Batman asked with all too serious expression on his face.

"Its not good Batman. It seems Harley has went back in time, I need you to look up cold case deaths, she was planning on killing the Jokers father so they'd have a normal life." Bat woman said retreating from the window. Batman's eye's widened. "I doubt that Joker would have changed even with out his father. I'll be sure to look up on the cold case's though. Is there any thing else Bat woman?"

She nodded. "It seems like magical creatures are involved. You better contact that woman in new york, those guys might know more about it than us. A elf looking thing called Puck has been casting a spell on Harley since day one. I guess she was never a true crazy." Bat woman said to Batman.

"I'll contact them and ask if they know any thing about Puck, in the mean time you get home to your father, I'm sure he's worried sick." She smiled and they disconnected. Jumping off the roof she landed in the bat mobile and drove off.

Harley was happily packing up Clopin's caravan full of there stuff. They were to stay in the caravan that night and the next morning they would leave. It was evening when Harley got every thing packed and she was to spend the rest of the night sewing the jewels into her clothes.

Clopin walked up to her with a bottle of wine and a basket of food. She skipped over to him happily, "Watcha got there Clopin?" He grunted as he went past her and slammed the door shut to the caravan. She sighed and walked off. "I guess its better for him to just cool off than bother him. At least that's what I learned from Joker." The fog cleared as she tripped and landed face first on the ground. She didn't dare move for fear that the feeling would go away.

It felt like forever since she thought clear and she didn't want it to end. "Miss? Are you alright?" Harley looked up to see the tailor from the other day standing before her. "Oh its you. I'm fine as along as I don't move." The tailor sat down next to her. "Why wont you move?"

"Its just that my mind clears up and I remember my mind clearing, but it doesn't stay clear. But every time it clears I remember who I am and what I'm suppose to be doing. I probably sound crazy." Harley said sighing and laying her head on the ground again. "No I think I know what you mean. Why don't you come to my house for some tea and we can talk more about this."

She shook her head no. "If I move then I wont be clear minded. I'll lose our conversation." The tailor none the less picked her up and carried her to his house. "Hey what do you think your doing?" The man smiled. "Well it seems that your clarity has came back."

Just then Clopin came running up. "What happened? Is Harley alright?" Harley blinked and smiled. "Yes its alright Clopin, I just tripped and sprained my ankle. So this nice man has offered my a cup of tea while he gets a doctor for me."

"I'll get you a doctor Harley, why don't you two enjoy some tea. I'll be right back." Clopin said running off while the tailor carried Harley into his shop then set her down on a chair in the back room. "Well since he's gone shall I introduce myself? My name is Alfred De Court."

"Harleen Quinzel." She said daring not to move for the cup of tea that he poured her. "Well Harleen I think that you have a fairy problem." Alfred said taking a sip as Harley's head snapped towards him. "Fairy problem? What do you mean Fairy problem? Like little people with wings?"

"No. I think its a Dark Elf. Very powerful. Where are you and your male companion traveling?" He asked leaning back in his chair.

"Italy. I'm going to try to talk to Leonardo Di Vinci about getting were I need to go." Harley said looking at the floor. She knew she didn't want to go back to Joker but she needed to get back none the less.

"Ah yes the inventor for the muggles. Well he'll be able to identify the fae that has put fog in your mind so that way you can find the fae and confront them. By the way Harleen where are you going?" He asked staring her in the eye's. The first thing that came to her mind was Gotham.

Alfred picked up his cup then said "I see so you've had an accident that was caused from the illusion that the dark elf has put on you. Such a shame. I can tell you now that as great as Di Vinci is he wont be able to transport you back home." Harley's head drooped and she almost started to cry till Alfred spoke again. "But he can find a way, I'm sure of it. Ah here comes the doctor and your friend."

Clopin walked into the room with the doctor right behind him. "Good evening doctor, sorry if I interrupted any thing." The doctor didn't say any thing and took a look at Harley's ankles. Clopin stood over the doctor watching. "Well Doctor Evans, what is the matter with her ankle?" The Doctor moved to the side and looked up at Clopin.

"Its not broke, just sprained. She should stay off her feet for a day or so other than that she's fine." The doctor stood to leave and Clopin followed him to the door. Alfred quickly gave Harley a piece of paper. "Write me once your there and I'll explain to Di Vinci. That letter will let you past his assassins and I can meet you there. This way you wont forget once you get there." Harley stuffed the letter in her corset.

Clopin came back into the room and picked up Harley bridal style. "Hey what are you doing?" She asked with protest in her voice. "I'm taking you back to the caravan so we can eat." She blinked then looked towards Alfred. "Thank you for every thing Alfred, hope to see you again." Waving Clopin carried her out of the house and headed towards the caravan.

"How on earth does one sprain their ankle while tripping?" Clopin said chuckling a little. "Hey things like that happen all the time! A friend of mine hurt herself while writing and it turned out that she sprained her finger." Clopin burst into a fit of laughter that he had to stop for a moment.

Harley smiled at him. She had never been able to make the Joker laugh but with one story she made her male companion bust a gut. "How could one do that?" Clopin asked still carrying her down the street while people stared at them. Harley shrugged. After a few minutes of walking they finally made it to the caravan. Clopin set her down on her feet and opened the door then proceeded to carry her in, and drop her on the bed.

She giggled a little from the bouncing as Clopin got some bread and cheese out to go along with their beef stew. "Clopin this is a strange question but I'm going to ask it any ways. Did you ever have a family?" At this he stopped dead of what he was doing and turned to he with sadness in his eye's.

When he spoke it frightened her to hear him so sad. "I did once. I had my mother, father, brother, sisters, and a bride. But my family was torn apart by bandits. My father and brother died trying to defend all of us, I was the youngest in our family, so I don't remember all of it. One of my sisters, the oldest that I remember, was taken along with the bandits. My mother died six months later from a broken heart. The youngest sister I protected her with all my might but I failed. We couldn't afford a doctor for her and she slowly died." By this time Harley was crying but Clopin didn't noticed.

"After all that happened I wondered the streets for a year in Paris till the gypsies in the court of miracles took me in. I grew up in the Kings family and was proclaimed their son since his wife couldn't bear any children herself." Clopin looked at Harley who was trying to wipe away tears from her face. "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to open old wounds." She said rubbing her eye's.

Clopin sat down next to her on the bed and put his arm around her. "Its alright Harley, I just know all this from what my mother told me. I think that I was too young to remember." She shook her head no.

"You hold the answer deep in your own mind Clopin. Consciously you've forgotten it, that's the way the human mind works. When some thing is too unpleasant, too shameful to retain, we reject it. Erase it from our memories so to speak. But the memory is still there hidden deep within you Clopin. The only thing is that it can be triggered by smell, sound, sight, taste, or even a feeling which can bring the memory to life." She said still wiping the tears from her eye's.

Clopin patted her on the back trying to sooth her. "How about we eat and you tell me more of your home." Harley nodded as he got up. "Well my mom was a sweet woman, always making sure that I went to school, but there was always some thing off in her relationship between my grandmothers and hers. My grandmother was always cheerful but my mom always seemed to be jealous of her. I always thought it was because of how old my grandmother was. She said that she met the writer of Alice in Wonderland and that the place was indeed real." Harley stated mindlessly as she continued while Clopin gave a confused look.

"But when I met the Mad Hatter I asked him and he said he wasn't and I should get my head checked. Then started our argument of who was madder." Clopin decided to ask. "Who won?" Harley looked up at him from her babbling. "I did of course. I'm a head doctor." She said pointing at her head smiling. Clopin smiled back at her and gave her, her food.

"Tell me more of Alice and Wonderland, I'm afraid that I haven't even heard of this book." Clopin said feeling stupid as he put a spoonful of the stew in his mouth. Harley laughed then thought. 'This is going to sound crazy.' "I can tell you all about it."

So while they ate she told him about the first few chapters till they reached the mad tea party. "Then the Mad Hatter said that he had a quarrel with Time and now its always six o'clock, which is evening tea." They both finished their stew by then. "I have to tell you Harley that the book is very mad." She giggled thinking that he didn't even know what mad was, at least not yet.

As the silence went on Harley played with her fingers. "So is there any one you want to say good bye to or want me to meet just in case I'm in Paris again?" She asked as Clopin stood from the bed then looked at her. "There is, have you ever met the Hunchback of Notre-Dame?" He asked grabbing her hand and pulling her to her feet.

Clopin and Harley were standing in one of the bell towers that was known for harboring the hunch back of Notre-Dame and his wife. Harley was desperately clinging to Clopins arm scared that the Creeper was going to jump out at her and try to kiss her.

"Hello? Quasi?" Clopin said practically dragging Harley beside him. "Harley if you don't let go I'll lose my arm." At that moment a hunched back man jumped out of the shadows smiling. It was noticeable that Harley sighed because she relaxed then walked over to Quasi and shook his hand.

"Nice to meet you Quasi I'm Harley Quinn." Quasi was slightly taken back by Harley's cheerful and friendly demeanor but at the same time pleased. "Its very nice to meet you too Harley, hello Clopin how are you?"

"Very well my friend, I thought that I would introduce you to Harley and say goodbye." At Clopins words Quasi's face became very confused. "You're leaving, why?"

Harley felt guilty for taking Clopin away from all the people that needed him. After the pleasant conversation Clopin and Harley went back to his Caravan. She stayed up most of the night staring at Clopin trying to figure out what to do. If she should just run away from him and travel alone or wake him up and talk to him. Harley got up and packed her things into her bag then shut the door to the caravan. But before she shut the door she whispered. "Thank you."

While out on the street she headed towards the south gate of Paris with her right hand in her bag holding firmly onto the mallet. 'Almost there.' She thought to herself as she walked pass Alfreds house which had a horse stall right across the street. Smiling Harley walked over to the horse stall quickly jumping over the gate but tripped over her dress as it got caught on the fence.

Landing flat on her face she heard heard some one say don't leave. Thinking it was her imagination playing tricks she climbed to her feet and continued till she heard the voice again. "Don't leave with out him."

Turning around she looked into the face of her best friend. "Ivy?" Harley asked unsure if she was just hallucinating or if it was really Pam. "Don't leave with out him Harles, Clopins the only chance you got in this time. So for the sake of whats left of every ones sanity don't leave with out him."

Harley was almost in tears as she jumped the fence and full force tackled Ivy. Wrapping her arms around Ivy like a child she squeezed her. "Pam I'm losing my mind."

Expectantly another voice but with a strong french accent reached her ears instead of the demanding voice of her best friend. "I hope not Harley, I need you sane for this trip of yours." Gasping Harley let go of Clopin and stepped away. "Sorry so sorry I thought just for a moment that you looked like some one else. My mind is playing tricks on me."

Clopin looked down at her worriedly but patted her head. "Its alright pettite, but why are you by the horse stalls? Were you thinking of leaving with out me?" Harley gulped then nodded. "Why?" He asked looking into her blue eyes. Taking a deep breath Harley started to explain. "When we went to see Quasi He looked really worried and Esmerelda tried finding out what I was up too but I wasn't up to any thing at all. Also I was thinking about all the people you'd be leaving behind because of me and how they'll pay for your absence."

Still staring down at her he smiled. "Harley, you needn't worry about them. I have done my job here and I think it is time for me to move on. After all I am a gypsy." Harley smiled widely up at him. "Thank you so much Clopin." She said hugging him then yawning.

"Come, you are tired and must rest. We must be awake before dawn." He said putting his arm around her shoulders leading her back to the caravan.

OMG Yes I finally finished it, it took forever but yes thank you! Sorry that it was so late, review please! Must have motivation lol thank you for it.