Warning: Drug use and references to rape
Amanda Waller walked into the room five days later, the Joker was laying on his side facing the wall. He turned slowly to see her standing in the doorway and slowly managed to stand up. She watched calmly as he walked towards her but he collapsed after a few feet "Are you ready to talk?" she asked.
He stayed silent.
"Ok then, grab him," she ordered to someone and he felt himself be pulled out of the room.
He had lost all sense of time a direction, for all he knew he could have been in here for months without realizing. He wondered where Harley must be, maybe in a warm bed, next to someone else, maybe Deadshot. No, she wouldn't leave him, she was coming for him and he'd soon be out of this hell hole.
"Hey, man," he heard and looked up tiredly only to see Robert Griggs standing next to a television. He could tell Griggs was trying to look tough…it didn't work.
Joker suddenly remembered that this was the man Harley asked him to find, this was the guy who hurt his Harley, his queen. All the anger built up and he managed to lunge at the piece of shit, knocking him over and clawing at his face with all the fight he had. The guards grabbed him before he could do any real damage but he smiled weakly when he saw blood on Griggs' face.
"Wipe that smirk off his face," Waller ordered and left the room.
The guards strapped the Joker down to a chair in front of the television, Griggs stood in front of him and managed a smile despite his fear "I'm going to show you my personal collection," he said smartly, Joker just glared back.
He turned around and turned on the television, Joker saw the security footage of Harley's cell at Belle Reve, he watched the footage of Griggs walking into her cell and shoving her down onto the floor. He suddenly understood why they were showing him this.
He tried to look away but the guard forced him to look back at the screen.
Twelve hours later in the Joker's penthouse, Harley was on the verge of going crazy, well crazier. Jonny walked in with the last of her squad, Captain Boomerang, Deadshot and Killer croc "We found him, Harley," he said.
"Where?!" she screamed.
"Down in a warehouse by the docks," he answered and they were all on their way to the warehouse in a matter of minutes.
"How many guards?" she asked Jonny when they were outside the building.
"Two," he replied and she frowned.
"Two?"
"Plus Waller's bodyguards and Griggs," he added.
Harley's eyes went wide "Griggs is in there?"
"No, no, only the two guards, he went with Waller back to the Belle Reve, she still needs to run it," he said, calming her down only a small bit.
They crept into the warehouse and saw the two guards standing in front of a door with heavy machine guns. It didn't take long for Deadshot to shoot them both in the head "Why aren't there more people here?" he asked Jonny as Harley searched the guards.
"She didn't want to bring too much attention to them, plus this is pretty illegal," he replied and Harley found the keys and opened the door. Inside the room was her Mr. J slumped over in a chair and a television in front of him and a doctor in the corner monitoring him, before Deadshot could shoot him Harley stopped him but told him to keep his gun on him, he didn't seem to be too much of a threat.
Harley ran to the Joker who was swaying side to side "Mr. J?"
Joker looked up to see Jeannie kneeling in front of him "Jack? Jack are you alright?" she asked worriedly "You don't look well."
When he didn't respond she looked at the doctor angrily "What did you do to him?!"
"Miss Waller told me to give him LSD," he answered quickly.
Harley growled but before she could hit the doctor Deadshot pulled her away "Hey, let's get J first," he said and she turned to see what they were making him watch and quickly looked away.
"Turn off the tv, Floyd," she said and he did as he was told. She started to unstrap The Joker and he slumped forward onto her, making her have to hold him up "Croc, carry him," she said and Croc lifted the doped up Joker over his shoulder and he weakly started to punch and kick at him.
Joker's father stomped towards him and hurled him over his shoulder, he punched and kicked at him as he was carried away.
Harley watched worriedly as Croc carried her king off to the van, she turned back to the doctor who was still held at gunpoint "What have you done to him?" she demanded but he hesitated "Tell me!" she screamed.
"Miss Waller got us to perform torture and ECT on him, I-I was just in it for the money ok? I don't have anything against him," he pleaded "Please don't kill me," he whimpered.
"I'm not going to kill you," she said and he sighed in relief "But he might when he wakes up," she added nodding towards her Mr. J.
"What?! No, no, no!" he yelled before he was knocked out by Harley's wooden bat.
"Take him to the freezer in the club," she said and he was dragged into one of the cars as Harley jumped into the back of the one carrying the Joker, he was lying on the floor of the van. She kneeled next to him and rolled him onto his back and stroked his hair out of his face "I'm so sorry Mr. J," she whimpered "This was all my fault, if I hadn't yelled at you, you wouldn't have let," she cried as the van started to drive back to the club.
When he still didn't respond she decided to access the damage they had done to her puddin. The first thing she noticed was the large gashes in his abdomen but looking closer, not only were there gashes, there were burns, lacerations, and bruises and that was only what she could see without washing off the blood. She turned to his arms where there were small cuts and track marks, she ran her finger over one of the purple dots causing him to flinch in his drug induced daze. She looked up to his face when he moved and noticed two small burn marks on both sides of his head.
They had marked her puddin's perfect skin, they were going to pay but of course, she wasn't going to be the one to do it, because if you really wanted someone to suffer, you threw them to Mr. J. She sat back on the wall of the van and pulled out her phone "Hello?" Jonny answered.
"Hey Jonny, I need you to send some of our guys back to that warehouse to wait for Griggs and Waller, they won't be prepared so they won't have a problem kidnapping them but make sure they know to keep them in perfect condition, we wouldn't want the torturing to start too early," she finished with a slight smirk.
Once they got home a few hours later, Croc carried Joker up to the penthouse, put him down on the bed and left him and Harley alone and by the time Harley came back with a glass of water, a first aid kit, and a cold rag, he had regained consciousness. She sat next to him "Hey, baby," she whispered and he looked up at her.
"Harley," he rasped and she helped him sit up and drink some water.
"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry," she repeated and he looked at her confused.
"It's not your fault, I'm not angry at you but I'm definitely angry at Waller," he growled and tried to get up.
She pushed him back down gently "Don't get up yet Mr. J, you gotta at least wait until I've patched you up," she explained and opened the first aid kit. He sat quietly not even flinching as she disinfected his countless cuts "What'd they do?" she asked quietly, the doctor might have been lying but then again he wasn't very descriptive in the first place.
"They gave me this drug that makes your nerves more sensitive to pain, to the point where a soft breeze feels like being burned alive and then they tortured me," he explained, staring forward.
Harley's eyes filled with tears but she didn't respond.
"Did you sleep with Deadshot?" he asked suddenly.
"What?! No!" she replied hastily, shocked "Where did you hear that?" she asked.
He just shrugged.
"Did Waller tell you that?" she pressed and he didn't respond "Don't listen to anything she says," she said sternly and held his face so he had to look at her "I love you, not anyone else."
He leaned forward and kissed her tenderly, she smiled and pulled him into a deeper kiss, they were both interrupted when Harley's phone rang she answered, it was Jonny "We got them, they're in the freezer," he informed her and hung up.
"You feel up to some torturin' Mr. J?" she asked smiling mischievously.
"Always."
