Chapter 6
Andrea, startled, struggled out of Batman's hold, and blindly pulled the trigger. Bruce neatly dodged the bullet and flicked her wrist around. She cried out and dropped the handgun, but quickly slid her foot and kicked the gun away from his grasp.
He flung his arm around her waist and tried to subdue her. She slipped out of his grasp and landed behind him. He heard two sharp clicks and flew around, his cape billowing around his threatening frame.
Harley Quinn had Andrea in a headlock, the gun had been kicked to her during the struggle, and she gauged the loaded point into Andrea's temple. Tears tracked down their faces. Harley's undoubtedly caused by the endangerment of her precious Joker.
With warning, Bruce was on his knees, his legs kicked out from under him, a knife pressed to his neck.
"How's it feel Batman?" Joker snickered, "To be on the other side of the glass-where we all are?" He burst into sudden, manic laughter. "Where you put us?!" His cackling grew evil and loud, both bristling and disheartening the already injured Bruce.
Just then, when he caught Andrea's tearful gaze, bright light washed over them, flooding the warehouse with fluorescence. Bruce tore his eyes away from Andrea's, and he breathed heavily at the sound of the Commissioner's voice. He would have to turn them in to the police when the arrived. All three of them…
He hung his head.
Oh Andrea…