Chapter 5-Team Up

When Chloe returned the blush on her face had thankfully faded from her face, however she was still recounting Lois's parting words to her. "Make sure you call me when he tries to get you into bed!"

If that hadn't been bad enough, Lois had made sure half of the patrons at the deli had heard by raising her voice. Chloe knew she would never forgive Lois and her running mouth as long as lived for making that remark.

She was in the middle of the Batcave as she had come to call it, much to Bruce's amusement. She had to admit however that she was impressed by Bruce's techie gear, it made her inner geek squeal in delight.

"Miss Sullivan, I brought you dinner." Chloe turned to face Alfred who had come down the nifty elevator that had been installed. She felt a big smile creep over her face, "Oh Alfred, I think I love you." She teased and turned away from the computer screens that showed heat signatures in various places.

Alfred smiled genially at her in return, "Aaah, you just love my cooking." He pointed out as he set the dinner tray on table next to the computer screen. Chloe rolled her eyes, "Well there is that, so what's for dinner Alfred?" she asked.

"Let's see, I made you a nice hearty stew with some bread, vegetables and of course your dessert." Chloe grinned in anticipation, to which Alfred responded by lifting a lid off of a plate, "chocolate cake." Chloe's eyes widened in delight, "I think I could kiss you Alfred!" she squealed.

Alfred raised an eyebrow and Chloe proceeded to eat her food while keeping one eye on the computer screen. As soon as she had returned from lunch with Lois, Bruce and Oliver had managed to get ahold of Zatanna and J'onn J'onzz.

With that out of the way, Bruce had showed her the Batcave and had given her a headset so that she could keep in touch with them. Meanwhile they had gone to scout out Lex's mansion to see if they find anything that could lead them to the rest of the JL's location.

Chloe took a sip of her stew and watched the screen critically, so far things had been going well and she only hoped that they remained that way. Her eyes widened as she saw another score of heat signatures suddenly appear in the middle of a corridor.

She almost dropped her spoon, but quickly recovered, "Watchtower to Batman, do you copy? I have a number of heat signatures on the corridor to your left. Stay where you are until I can figure out how many we're dealing with."

There was a pause then Bruce's deeper Bat influenced voice came over the headset, "It seems like Luthor isn't the only villain we have to worry about." Chloe bit her lip in worry and proceeded to look at the video feed that she was currently piggy backing.

Her eyes widened when she saw the lithe female form that was wearing a harlequin jester costume. She was flanked by four henchmen, "Do you know her?" Chloe asked, dreading the answer. Another pause then, "Ask Oracle." And with that Bruce cut commication, "Wait Batman!" Chloe shouted, after a few seconds of failed attempts she tried Oliver. "Watchtower to Green Arrow, I think Batman is in trouble get to his last known communication spot and make sure he doesn't do anything stupid."

Tense minutes passed while Chloe bit her lip, then while she was watching the video feed with the woman in harlequin outfit some of the henchmen seemed to disappear. Chloe's eyes narrowed in suspicion, she had no doubt that Bruce was behind it and a few seconds later Oliver's deepened voice confirmed it. "If by stupid, you mean taking care of the bad guys then I'm afraid that yes Bruce is being stupid."

Chloe groaned and buried her face in her hands, "If it gets out of hand, Green Arrow you have my permission to intervene." Alfred who hadn't been paying attention leaned closer to the video screen, "The plot thickens." He murmured.

Now it was Chloe's turn to raise an eyebrow, "Who is she Alfred?" she asked, her voice nearing danger level. Alfred looked resigned, "Her real name is Dr. Harleen Quinzel, but while she was at Arkham she was exposed to the Joker. A few months while treating him, she began to sympathize with him and even went so far to break him out of prison. After that she became known as Harley Quinn and has been wreaking havoc in Gotham in the name of the Joker."

Chloe bit her lip, "So why is she working with Lex?" she asked and turned back around to look at the screen.

(Meanwhile)

"Hey Bat's, I know you're here somewhere." Harley's nasally voice floated up through the rafters where Bruce was perched. "Hmm let's see, maybe if we play hide and seek I'll find you! But not to worry even if we can't find each other I always have a backup plan."

She whistled and a second later two germen shepherds appeared with their owners holding on to their collar's . Both dog's were foaming at the mouth and were straining to get free, "I'll count to three, and if you don't show up by then I'll release these dogs. Oh I should probably warn you they both have rabies and won't hesitate to attack anything that gests in their way." As she spoke, she started doing handsprings towards the huge set of double doors that were near the exit.

"One…..bottle of beer on the wall." She sang, Bruce undid a batarang from his belt and aimed it at a vase that carried tulips. He checked to make sure Harley wasn't paying attention before he sent the batarang hurtling for the vase.

The vase had been located in another room and he was relieved when his batarang met his target. Harley chuckled, "Boy this is easier than I thought it would be." She headed for the sound with the dogs and their owners in tow.

As much as Bruce would have loved duking it out with Harley, he had a team waiting on him and he had to warn them. So he took the time to duck out of the room, his eyes widened under the cowl when he saw who was waiting for him.

"As much as I would love to demand what you're doing here, we have to leave or your friends will become dog chow." Oliver sighed and his voice modulator served to make his words sound just as dark as Bruce's, "Please tell me you didn't sign us up for a dog completion."

Bruce almost chuckled, "As much fun as it would be to see you with a poodle haircut no, but there are two rabid dogs that Harley is going to unleash any second. So you better get the other's out of here."

Oliver nodded, "And you?" he asked. Bruce looked back at the room, "I'll provide a distraction." Oliver shook his head, "I hope you know what you're doing."

There that should tide you guys over for awhile, I hope (dodges rotten fruit) I still have to come up with a good distraction for Bruce, wish me luck! :D