Oh my God, 8 months! I'm not going to lie, I just never felt like writing anything. I hope you guys forgive me. I'm going to start updating regularly, not more 8 month breaks, I promise.
For the rest of the week, Harleen and The Joker grew closer than either of them thought was possible. He told her things that he would never discuss with anyone, like his past life. In return, Harleen told him about her relationship with her mother and her father. It was as if they were really dating but Harleen knew that as soon as he left, he was going to forget about her. His sweet words meant nothing to her but that didn't mean she wouldn't act like she believed them. Also, she liked him a lot so she wanted to enjoy his company before he left her. She had to admit that the thought of not seeing him hurt a little but Harleen wouldn't let it get to her. He didn't care about her like she cared about her and she was okay with that. He's not capable of loving somebody. Jack, maybe, but not The Joker.
It was a Thursday morning when Dr. Leland stormed with Jeremiah into Harleen's office.
"Have you ever heard of knocking?" asked Harleen.
"The Joker is missing from his cell," Jeremiah said. Harleen didn't even attempt to act surprised.
"And? Why are you telling me? What do you want me to do?" she asked.
"You are his doctor!" Leland yelled.
"Yes, I am his doctor. Not the police and I'm not Batman, no matter how good I look in black," she said.
"Dr. Leland calm down. Did he mention anything to you about escaping?" Arkham asked.
"Yup, he told me he was going to escape, I just didn't know when he would," Harleen admitted.
"And you didn't think to tell anybody?" Jeremiah asked, getting annoyed with Harleen's behavior.
"How many times does a patient threaten to break out and actually succeeds. He's probably still on the grounds."
"If he escapes, you are fired!" Dr. Leland screeched.
"Fire me now then, and when you do beef up security because a lot of my patients will miss me and won't be as laid back as they are now," Harleen said.
"Now wait a minute, Dr. Leland you have no authority to fire Dr. Quinzel. The last time The Joker broke out he slit his doctor's throat so let's just be relieved that Dr. Quinzel still has her life."
"Oh, I wouldn't be too sure about that," a familiar voice said entering the room. All three froze in shock when they saw The Joker and 3 of his goons walk in the room. Harleen wasn't actually scared, just shocked that he wasn't gone yet.
He looked at Harleen and smiled. "What? You didn't think I would leave without saying goodbye to my favorite doctor, did you?" he asked. He snapped and his goons immediately took hold of Leland and Arkham. Both put up a fight but were dragged out of the room, leaving Harleen and Joker alone.
"I thought you left already," Harleen said.
"I wanted to say goodbye, for now anyway," he said, stalking closer to her.
"Cut the bullshit Mr. J. We both know that as soon as you leave these walls we will never see each other again."
Once he got close enough, he grabbed her by her hair forcefully, making her wince a little.
"I'm a man of my word Harley." His lips smashed into hers, kissing her as if she was his last meal. Harleen gladly gave into the kiss and raked her hands through his green hair. The longer the kiss went on to more soaked her panties got. She wanted him so bad, she did something really bold. One of her hands slowly moved down his body and landed on his dick. Surprised and overwhelmed with pleasure, The Joker jumped back. Harleen immediately felt as if she did something wrong.
"I'm sorry," she said quickly and out of breath. The Joker was doubled over with his eyes squeezed shut, breathing heavy trying to control himself. He looked as if he was in pain.
"Are you hurt?" She asked as she started to walk towards him.
"Don't touch me!" he yelled, making Harleen jump back. Soon his breathing began to even out and he was able to stand up straight. His eyes were bloodshot and his pale face was red.
"Are you okay?" Harleen asked softly.
"I'm fine," he said, "I wasn't expecting you to do that."
"I'm sorry."
"Don't be. You don't know how bad I want to fuck you right now but now isn't the time. I want to take my time with you. I want you quivering uncontrollably in my bed the first time I fuck you. If you had touched me while I was trying to control myself all bets would have been off."
His revelation surprised her and turned her on even more, but she understood.
"So, I guess this is goodbye Mr. J," she said.
"Yeah, I better get out of here, oh, I have to make this look real so I hope you forgive me," the Joker said.
"Forgive you for what?" Harleen asked. Next thing she knew the Joker's fist connected with her face and she slipped out of consciousness.
"Do you think he raped her?"
"Harleen isn't the type to not put up a fight and the only thing wrong is her busted nose."
Harleen heard the voices and recognized one to be Jeremiah. She slowly opened her eyes and saw Jeremiah and an orderly standing over her.
"Am I in a porno?" she asked. Jeremiah laughed a little.
"Well, I see she doesn't have any brain damage," he said. Harleen started to slowly sit up. Her head was killing her. Her office was full of the boys in blue and their chatter was making her head hurt worse.
"Do you remember what happened?" the orderly asked.
"Um, I was talking to the Joker and he knocked the fuck out of me, right?" she answered rubbing her head.
"What were you guys talking about?" she heard the sweet voice of Leland say from the corner.
"Can't tell you, patient confidentiality," Harleen said with a smirk to Leland.
"Bullshit, you are disrupting a criminal investigation and on the verge of being suspended!" Leland screeched.
"I need time off anyways; can someone help me out or am I just gonna sit here all day?" she asked. Jeremiah helped her up and she wobbled a little bit.
"Damn, that man can pack a punch," she said, balancing on Jeremiah.
"Harleen, if you can remember anything, please just tell us?" Jeremiah pleaded with her. Harleen sat down still rubbing her head.
"Honestly, he didn't tell me much. He just said he was leaving Gotham for a while, but he didn't say where," Harleen said, half truthfully.
"She's obviously lying, don't let your inappropriate relationship with her hinder your judgment Dr. Arkham, we need to report her to the police," Leland screeched.
"Oh, shut the fuck up!" Harleen yelled at her and suddenly, the room went quiet, "I just got knocked unconscious by a man dressed as a psychopathic thug clown who is loose on the world and you want to bring up my friendship with Jeremiah? You need to get your priorities together, Dr. Leland. Maybe you are the one that let the Joker escape. I mean, you visit his cell every morning before I get here to get information on him and he doesn't tell you anything, he doesn't even talk to you." Leland opened her mouth to speak but quickly closed it, then opened it again.
"How do you know about that?" Leland asked, anxiety slowly started showing on her face. Every cop in the room was looking at them. More at Leland than Harleen.
"Because. He. Fucking. Told Me." You could hear a mouse piss on cotton. No one said anything. They were all a little scared of Harleen or suspicious of Dr. Leland.
"I want to go home now," Harleen finally said. Jeremiah nodded and helped her out of her chair.
"I'll drive you home, you are in no condition to drive."
Harleen didn't argue and left with him, leaving Leland in a room with suspicious officers of the law.
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