It had been a month since the chemical bath that I first realized something was off. It had taken a weak to recover from the acid and I had been fine up until now. I had gone from energetic and bubbly to lethargic and cranky. At first, I had brushed it off thinking that all the late club nights and bank heists had finally caught up to me, but soon I was getting sick and throwing up and that's when it hit me. We had had sex for the first time after we got home from Ace, we had fooled around in Arkham but I had wanted our first time together to be special. That night was a haze but I remembered that we didn't use protection. I had been off my pill for weeks and I'm sure J figured that two acid baths had left him sterile.

I was shaking as I held the positive pregnancy test in my hand, so deep in thought that I didn't hear J's quiet footsteps.

"What's wrong Harley-girl?" He asked, his voice soft and soothing.

"Nothing Pud, just tired is all." I said hiding the pregnancy stick behind my back.

I could see that was not the answer he was looking for and before I could stop him he spun me around and yanked the stick out of my hand.

"What does this mean?" He asked lowly.

"I'm pregnant." I replied quietly.

He stared at me for a minute before throwing the stick away and storming out. I collapsed on the floor crying, how could I have been so careless? I had never really wanted kids before and my new lifestyle had only increased that notion. I grew up practically raising my brother while my dad rotted away in prison and my mother drank her sorrows. I don't know how long I was on the floor, I must have fallen asleep because when I woke up again I was tucked into bed. I knew J hadn't been home since his gun was gone so it must've been Johnny or Rocco who moved me, I would have to thank them later.

It was a couple days before J came home, bringing my old friend Cecilia with him. I had mentioned during one of our sessions that my college roommate had gone to medical school and he must have sent one of the boys to find her.

"Check her." He barked out to her before sitting down on his side of the bed.

She was shaking a bit but stopped when she saw how tired I looked.

"When was the last time you had your period?" She asked me.

"Two months ago, I think, everything has been a whirlwind and my memory is getting a little shotty." I replied.

"Did this happen before or after?" She asked, pointing to my bleached skin.

"After." I told her.

"I'm going to have to do a pelvic exam since I don't have any equipment with me." She said. "I'll give you a minute to get ready while I wash my hands."

She went into the bathroom while I took my panties off and covered my lower half with the blanket she gave me. I looked over at J to see he was staring at her bag. He had been quiet since he got back, which was unusual for him.

"I'm sorry Mistah J." I whispered.

He took my hand but didn't say anything. I lied back when Cece came back out and cringed as she performed the exam.

"Well you are definitely pregnant," she told us, "I'd say you're about three or four weeks along. I'll leave you a list of vitamins and my phone number. You won't need another checkup for a month. It will be helpful to have some ultrasound equipment for that one."

I sat quietly in shock while Johnny escorted out; J ordered him to go get the stuff on the lists she gave us.

"Are you mad?" I asked him timidly.

"Yes." He replied. "You have one job Harls and you failed; now we have a brat to take care of."

"I was on the pill, the chemicals they must've done something." I stammered out.

"No excuses Harley." He told me. "If batsy brings his brats to work than so can I. You will stay home with it until I see fit, I will not lift a finger you understand."

"Yes sir." I replied. "Mistah J I'm scared."

"Don't be pumpkin." He told me.

By month three of the pregnancy I was done with it. My morning sickness was so bad that all I could do was stay in bed all day; I wasn't even able to sleep! I would get cluster headaches from the constant throwing up. J didn't really spend much time with me, he was too busy plotting for his next run in with Bats. It had been four months since he had seen him last and he was getting antsy.

Ever since my first sonogram J had been very distant with me, only coming to the room to shower and change; that was a month ago. Harleen was in the back of my mind constantly telling me to leave. Mister J liked to take out his anger on me, what would he do to a baby? I was usually able to shut her up, but ever since getting pregnant the voices were getting worse. I had had enough, it was time to talk to J.

"Puddin." I croaked out, knowing the goon keeping watch of me would go get him.

"What." He yelled, stomping into our room.

"I can't make her stop." I cried.

"Try." He replied gruffly

"She keeps telling me to leave you Pud." I told him.

"Harleen?" He asked. "Just push her away."

"I'm so tired, can you lay with me? Please?" I asked him.

He sighed, took off his jacket and sat down beside me. I latched onto him with my head against his chest as he rubbed his hand up and down my back. I woke up to the sound of the bath running and the smell of matzo ball soups, my favorite.

"How long was I out?" I asked J.

"I'd say eight hours. Johnny got dinner, you need to eat something." He told me.

I sat up and took the soup from him. I hadn't eaten in a while and the taste was heavenly. I finished the soup and made my way to the bath, it was just what I needed.

"Thanks Puddin." I said as I laid against him.