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Now here is the chapter!

POV- Joker

Stupid girl. I'll make her pay.

After I had gotten back I found Harley out of her room snooping around and that made me furious.

The boys and I were speeding down the streets of Gotham back to the warehouse. We just payed the mob another little visit. They weren't too happy with us.

"What were you doing with Harley earlier, Boss?", Ryan asked. "I saw you dragging her down the hallway."

He was looking at me expectantly.

"I found her uh, snooping around the supply room.", I answered to him. "Then, I gave her a little talk."

"Oh.. Okay. What were you talking to her about?"

I sighed loudly and turned to Ryan. My eyes narrowed.

Why did he want to know so much? He expects more from me. Maybe I have had him around too long..

"Full of questions today, Ryan?" I licked my bottom lip.

He just kept looking at me, waiting for an answer.

I sighed again.

Knowing that he would probably ask again I said, "Harley doesn't listen and it's like she resists me. She thinks she can stand up to me. She thinks she's all that. But she's not. Not at all.", I told him.

"Well lets hope she doesn't plan anything against you.", Ryan said.

His face was serious.

I laughed in his face and patted him on the cheek.

"She would never do that. Harley thought she was in love with me and she's not smart enough to do that. She hasn't even expected I'm using her!"

Ryan laughed nervously as he watched me.

We finally got back to the hideout. I stepped out of the van and walked through the giant door. After standing there for a moment I realized we should probably switch locations. We haven't moved in a while.

I walked down the hall to Harley's room, quietly humming an anonymous tune to myself. When I got to the room Harley was pacing. She still looked angry.

I chuckled, my laugh sounded deep. Harley looked up. Her blue eyes were dark and she was glaring at me. I narrowed my eyes at her suspiciously.

"What are ya doing Harley?", I asked her.

She didn't answer me and just kept glaring.

"What does it look like I'm doing Mister J?", she questioned me.

Oh, how I hate that nickname. And her attitude.

"Someone has quite the attitude lately. You better watch it too Harley or your face just might get carved.", I told her as if I was talking to a child.

I sauntered over to her and knocked her out with the butt of my gun. Grabbing her by the arms I tied them behind her back and blindfolded her.

Putting her over my shoulder I made my way out of the warehouse with the boys. All of the supplies were packed and in the van. In less than two minutes we were off to another hideout not far from here.

When we got there I dragged Harley into one of the rooms of the new hideout, tied her to a chair and woke her up by smacking her.

She woke up instantly and jerked in her chair. Her breathing was heavy as she soon realized that she was tied up.

Harley growled in frustration and said to herself, "Fricken Joker. I'm going to hurt him.", she huffed.

"Now now, you know you shouldn't talk about people like that Harley.", I told her.

Her body stiffened slightly.

I reached up to her face and pulled off the blindfold. Her ocean blue eyes glared at me. I raised my brow and licked my bottom lip.

"I'll be out for a while today Harley. Don't try anything stupid, alright?", I said winking at her.

She only stared at me with a look of pure hatred.

I stared back but it broke when she asked, "Where are you going?"

"I'm going to go steal some uh, stuff from the bank.", I said to her.

She nodded her head and glanced around the room. I was still suspicious of her.

The sound of the van starting was heard. I stood up and popped my neck and knuckles. While walking out the door I only glanced at her.

What has gotten into her lately?

I shrugged it off and focused on what I was about to do.

When we got to one of the smaller banks in Gotham I hopped out of the van and quickly went to opening of the alleyway. I looked for any signs of a guard or policeman. Nothing.

A grin slowly formed on my scarred lips. Adrenaline made its way through me. I motioned the boys to follow behind me. Ryan picked the lock quickly and opened the door.

I made my way through the door. It was dim in the back room, only a lamp making a little light.

The boys made their way to the main room of the bank and opened another door leading to a room with large safes. One of the other guys, who's name I always forget, unlocked two of the safes and started putting the money in a big bag.

I made the others help with him while I watched for any guards. All of a sudden I heard an alarm go off.

Who set it off?!

I looked behind me and a couple guards were running at us shouting, "STOP! Stop right there! Put your hands UP!"

The other guys dropped the bags and put their hands up. I growled in frustration at them.

"You idiots! Grab the bags and run!", I yelled to them.

We all grabbed a bag and darted out of the room and to the side door.

While on our way there I heard one of the guards yelling into his walkie talkie saying, "We need backup now! The Joker is here!"

I looked around for another exit to go out of, knowing that there would be other guards waiting outside of the door.

It was too late though. One of my men had already opened the side door.

"Stop right there! Don't move! ", one of the guards shouted.

He was pointing the gun right at us.

"Don't move or I swear I will-"

He didn't get to finish.

All of a sudden something, or someone, comes down on the guard and tackles him to the ground. The person threw a punch at his face. There was a crack.

The guard stopped moving. He was unconscious now. The other guards started towards the person but they jumped up and flipped over one of them. They both turned and the person kneed him in the gut and did the same to the next one.

The unknown figure punched one in the head. One of the guards who was coughing, and still bent over, got a kick to the head.

I laughed. Wimp.

I saw a flash of blonde hair as the person did another flip to the last guard.

Harley?

My mouth opened in disbelief.

What was she doing here?

The boys were also watching in awe as Harley was trying to beat the last guard. Although this one was a bit stronger than the other three. The guard threw a punch at her and hit her jaw. Harley's head swung back and when she looked back up she wiped, what was probably blood, off her mouth.

He then shoved her against the wall and her head hit it. She didn't like that. Harley shoved him off of her and kicked him in the groin and put some distance between them.

The guy came running towards her but she jumped around him and landed gracefully in a crouch. He spun around but didn't see her. Then he turned the other way.

There was no sound. I didn't even know where she was. But then Harley jumped on the guys back. Then there was a crack. Is he dead? Harley jumped off of him and his body fell to the ground.

She brushed her hands off on her pants and turned around to look at us.

"You guys going to thank me or what?"

We didn't say anything. I was in shock and so were the boys. Ryan looked at me with wide eyes.

"Hey let's get out of here. I'm hungry and tired.", she said to us.

Harley picked up a bag and walked to van. We followed her and got in the car.

She acted like none of that back there had just happened. Not that I would either, but its Harley.

The ride back was quiet.

How did she do that? Where and how had she learned to do that? Now I knew what she was capable of doing. Or some of it at least. Was she planning against me? Or should I trust her?

I didn't know if I could trust her or not. She was changing. Or she had already changed and I didn't notice it. I needed to keep a close eye on her.

Something is up and I will find out what.

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