"What you do want Dr. Quinzel?" asked Dr. Arkham as Harleen entered his office.

"I was wondering if I could have permission to use the viewing room to monitor my patient during mealtime this morning, to see if he says anything about the incident to any of the other patients," she explained.

"Well we don't usually permit anyone other than the security guards but considering his recent behavior, I will let you but only this one time doctor," he said sternly.

She beamed and skipped from the room "Thank you, doctor," she called back.

She got to the room and one of the guards, George, was sitting at the table watching the inmates "Hey," Harleen said quietly.

"Oh Hi, Dr. Quinzel," he said smiling nervously.

"I'm permitted to listen to my patient, The Joker," she said and sat down on one of the chairs, she could see him sitting at one of the tables in the middle of the large room with Harvey Dent and Killer Croc.

"Oh, okay, so, um, you can see all the inmates through this window, obviously, and these speakers on the table in front of you are connected to microphones on the tables, each table has a number and that shows which speaker it's connected to, so that's table 13, so this one," George explained and pressed a button so they could hear the three inmates talking.

"…this food is disgusting," she heard Dent say.

"Yeah I want me some human meat," Croc replied.

Harleen looked over her shoulder at George who was still staring at her "That'll be all, thanks," she said.

"Oh! Yeah, sorry, I'll be just outside if you need me," he said awkwardly and left the room and she turned her attention back to the inmates.

"So, J, where were you the past couple of days, haven't seen you around?" Dent asked turning to the Joker.

"Doesn't matter," he replied and Dent shrugged, not really caring.

Harleen then noticed Poison Ivy being brought in by one of the guards, they seem to be unprofessionally close. She walked over to the table that Joker, Dent, and Croc were sitting "Hey J, just got Mike, easy as pie," she said and Harleen frowned as she sat down.

Joker looked at her smirking "No way," he retorted.

Ivy scoffed "Yes way, we just did it in the janitor's closet," she said, "You better get going, J, or you're gonna lose."

Harleen's frown deepened, were they talking about a bet to sleep with people?

"You better have my twenty bucks at the ready," Ivy continued, smugly.

"No I'm not gonna lose, I never lose," Joker said back.

"Fine then," Ivy looked around at the surrounding inmates, she pointed to a nurse at the medication window "Let's see how you go with her."

"No, you know I'm trying it with the phycologist, if she sees me with another girl she'll be pissed," he said and Harleen gasped.

"Pussy," Ivy said, grinning.

Joker growled and stood up "Fine," he muttered.

Harleen watched in shock as he walked over to the young nurse, she looked scared at first but it seemed to turn to a look of sympathy and she noticed Joker didn't have his usual predatory approach, she looked like a scared little boy…but that was only on the outside.

"Looks like he's going for the sympathy approach, it helps that she's a slut though," she heard Harvey say.

She watched as the Joker ran his hand down the nurse's arm and she giggled back. She'd had enough, she stormed out of the room, ignoring anything George said to her on the way out. She stormed all the way to her Office and waited for her session with the Joker, she was going to have a little 'chat' with him when he got there.

"Hey Harley," he said as he was led into the room but frowned when he noticed that she wouldn't look at him.

"You have fun?" she asked when the orderly's left.

He looked confused, the bastard had the audacity to look confused "What do you mean?

"Did you enjoy your little conquest in the cafeteria?" she asked and he suddenly understood.

"Oh," was all he said.

"Yeah, oh," she replied sharply "So, was it fun, was it worth it?!"

"Well…yeah, I mean, it's sex, you know," he replied slowly.

Harley gaped at him "Are you serious?" she asked and he shrugged "I can't believe I liked you!"

He looked at her wide eye, she actually had feelings for him?

She looked at him waiting for an explanation but he just stared at her with bewilderment, she suddenly began undoing his restraints and threw him to the ground "What the hell?!" he yelled, as he picked himself up.

Harleen rushed to the door and threw it open, she screamed for the guard and he raced down the hall towards her "What's wrong Dr. Quinzel?" asked George, who was the guard stationed in the hall at the time.

"He tried to force himself on me," she exclaimed, throwing a finger in the Joker's direction.

"What?!" Joker looked at her with a mixture of anger, hurt and shock.

George looked absolutely livid, he stormed towards the Joker and punched him in the temple. He grabbed the handcuffs and restrained his hands behind his back.

Harleen watched him grab his baton and began to beat the Joker with all his might, she turned away and tried to block out the pained groans and grunts, repeating the words 'he deserves it' in her mind. When it ended she watched him be pulled off the floor and dragged towards the exit, unconscious and bleeding.

George walked up to her panting from the effort he put into beating Joker, behind him the orderly's were dragging his limp body away "Are you okay?" he asked.

She nodded "Thank you," she whispered.

"I promise you, he's going to suffer for this," he said and walked after the orderly's.

Harleen left early that day and returned the next, Joker had been put in solitary until further notice. 'He deserves it' she repeated in her head. Arkham assigned her a new patient while the Joker was in solitary, coincidently it was Poison Ivy. She walked into the cafeteria, the nurse at the medication window shot her a glare as she handed the patients their medication. Harleen looked away and continued towards Ivy's table "Hello, Pamela, I'll be your new psychologist for the next couple of weeks," she said but again, all she received were glares.

"I don't want you as my psychologist, you might tell people I tried to rape you," she said coldly and Harleen's heart dropped.

"Why would you say that?" she asked.

Two-Face spoke up "We heard what happened to J, he is one nasty son of a bitch but he would never try to rape someone," he growled.

She felt tear forming in her eyes and quickly walked away so the inmates wouldn't see, she walked down to the solitary confinement cells, fully intent on apologising to Mr J, when she got there the cell was empty except for a blood stain on the floor "He's in medical," someone said behind her.

She gasped and turned around to see George standing behind her "What, why?" she asked.

"Fractured skull, few broken ribs, no big deal," he said and she tried to not show any of her true feelings of pain and regret. He leaned in and whispered, "I told you he would suffer for it."

"What?" she went numb.

"I got some of my friends to do a number on him," he said, smirking.

"I have to go," she said suddenly and left to rush to the medical wing. She passed the security with ease and found the Joker in a broken, bloodied mess on one of the gurneys. Her hand flew to her mouth as her tears started to fall, she rushed to his side and stroked his hair back from his face. His eyes slid open and looked at her "I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry," she cried but he just turned his head away despite the sharp pain in his head.

"Get out," he said coldly "And don't come back."

She let out a sob before obeying and leaving the room, she slid down the wall outside and buried her face in her hands. She didn't think she'd ever heard him sound more serious and genuine then he did then.

WELL, I'm sorry I haven't updated lately but I was trying to import some files on my computer and the folder that held this file got deleted and I've spent the last month trying to recover it and all the other files inside, BUT I have it back now.