A/N Well here it is, the final chapter of the story. I really hope you have enjoyed reading it! As I said before, if people like it and would like to read a sequel I may write one, but in order for me to do that I need reviews!

Chapter Five

Suddenly the door flew open and Commissioner Gordon and two of the guards burst in. The Joker looked up from kissing Harleen and laughed; now this would be really interesting!

The policemen drew their guns and pointed them at the Joker "Step away from the girl and put your hands where I can see them!"

The Joker stood up pulling Harleen up with him. "Good evening co-mission-errr" he drawled. "Don't you know it's rude to interrupt a man when he's enjoying some private time with his girl."

"Let her go"

The Joker chuckled "Why would I want to do that? She feels kinda niiiice" he held her round the waist making it impossible for the police to get a clear shot. He took out his knife and held it to her throat, "don't come any closer," he warned.

Suddenly he felt a sharp pain as Harleen managed to kick him in the crotch, he let go of her and stumbled backwards in pain. She took the opportunity to distance herself from the men as they now took aim at the Joker.

"You really are a feisty little thing aren't you, I liiiike it doc at least you're fuuun" he grinned at her "you should take a tip from my beautiful doctor co-mission-errr and learn to smile more." He lunged forward and caught one of the officers off guard catching with the knife. The officer sank to the ground dropping his gun and clutching his side in pain. Blood was seeping through his hands and staining his uniform and Harleen knew he would bleed to death. His gun slid towards her and she picked it up.

"Put your hands where I can see them Joker" Commissioner Gordon got out his handcuffs and took a step towards the Joker. The other police officer was not about to make the same mistake as his colleague and kept his gun firmly pointed at the Joker's chest.

"No" said a voice behind them and all eyes turned to stare at Harleen as she pointed the dead mans gun at the cop. "Let him go"

The Joker shrieked with laughter "why doc, I didn't know you cared so much" he leered at her "I've really enjoyed our time together, especially before we were so rudely interrupted"

"Just go"

He hesitated for a second and looked at her, he licked his lips and she shivered. Then with another burst of laughter he smashed through the window and was gone.

Harleen dropped the gun and sank to the floor, she was shaking violently and she retched when she saw the dead cop lying on the floor, his eyes staring at her blankly. The room erupted into chaos as more officers rushed in, Gordon was on his radio telling every available unit that the Joker had escaped and was on the run. She felt cold metal at her wrists and found that she had been handcuffed. She looked up to see Gordon looking at her with a mixture of disgust and sympathy. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry" she whispered "I couldn't let you lock him up, I know what he is and I still couldn't do it" Tears rolled down her cheeks as she was dragged to her feet.

"Doctor Quinzell I'm going to have to arrest you for aiding and abetting a known criminal" Gordon sighed "let's go"

Harleen found herself bundled into the back of the police van, handcuffed and shaking she couldn't stop crying. The officers looked at her with barely concealed contempt wondering how she could let herself get taken in by the Joker. No one spoke to her and when they arrived at MCU she was thrown into an interview room and left. The room was like a cell, all dingy white tiles and furniture bolted down. She sat there for what felt like hours in the dim light of the single bulb in the windowless room. The door opened and Commissioner Gordon walked in, he looked tired and he seemed to have aged 10 years in the time since she had seen him at the hospital. He sat down and looked at her, she found that she could not meet his gaze.

"Well doctor, do you want to tell me what the hell happened back there?"

"I'm sorry" was all she could whisper.

"Sorry just wont cut it, thanks to you that murdering psychopath is out doing god knows what to the people of this city, I think I deserve a little more than sorry don't you? I trusted you to treat him so I could bring him to trial, I thought you shared my belief that he should stand before a judge and answer for his crimes."

"I did, I do believe that but you know as well as I do that he would never get a fair trial and I couldn't bear the thought of him locked away somewhere and just left to rot. It was your men that beat him up in the first place, what would they do to him in prison?"

"Why should that bother you?"

"I'm a doctor, it's my job to preserve life and I couldn't send him back knowing that he would be at risk."

"What happened between you Harleen? I warned you not to let him inside your head, he is a master at manipulating people at getting them to do what he wants, I thought you were strong enough to see past that, to see what he really is. You have thrown away your career for this man and I don't see him sticking up for you. He left you without a second glance so whatever romantic notion you've got you better think again."

"I am not under any illusions that he cares for me or that I will ever see him again. I know what I've done. It's true that I was just a game to him, something to do while he was bored but he opened my eyes to myself and I will be forever grateful to him for that. Maybe I'm crazy too but he made me see myself as I really was, a frightened little girl who was so hung up on doing what's right and good that she never stopped to think if it really was the best thing to do. I know that I will be the most hated person in the city but I have never felt so free."

"My god, he really got to you didn't he. Do you love him?"

"I have never felt this way about another person, I feel alive, I feel free. When he touched me it felt like electricity was flowing through me so if that's what love is Commissioner then yes I love him."

"You know he will never feel the same way for you, he has no feelings the only thing he loves is chaos. You have thrown away a promising career for a man who would kill you as soon as look at you."

"I know, but all I can say whatever happens to me now, for those few moments I was with him, I knew what it was to feel truly alive, I felt every emotion, fear, anxiety, anger, lust, passion. I don't regret what I did, I'm glad he's free."

"Then I have no choice but to lock you up, I'm going to recommend that you be send for psychiatric evaluation, I think he really screwed with your head doctor."

Harleen was taken down to the holding cells and placed in a cell on her own. The other prisoners shouted lewd comments and whistled. She sat quietly ignoring them and wondered what would happen to her now. She smiled to herself, it didn't matter really as long as he was free. She knew he would be doing terrible things and that was something she did not agree with but he still should never be caged.

She managed to make herself comfortable on the narrow bed and finally fell asleep through sheer exhaustion.

Some time later, Harleen awoke with a start. There was a loud noise that seemed to come from above her and the sound of shouting and gunfire. She sat up quickly, sleep instantly forgotten as she listened to the commotion. She heard soft footsteps approach her cell and strained her eyes through the darkness trying to see who was there. She heard the click of the lock and felt her whole body tense with anticipation.

"Hello Harley, you didn't think I would just leave you here did you?" Said a familiar voice.