I jolted awake to the sudden stomping footsteps outside the door and the lights flickering to life, illuminating the once dark room.

I expected Griggs and the rest of his crew, so my first instinct was to jump up and be ready for a fight. I heard a light groan beside me, I guess I had forgotten Harley was here as well.

I looked down to realize our bodies had bowed together in our sleep, and my arm had been lazily draped over her thin, strong frame.

Her baby blue eyes fluttered open rather quickly, boring into my brown ones.

We stared at each other for a second, before she cracked a sleepy smile. Not one of her normal, crazy, all teeth grins. A real smile.

Her eyes snapped from mine over to the door that was being opened.

Her quick movements snapped me out of my trance, and we both jumped up rather quickly together.

She tried to move forward, but I grabbed her arm, pulling her behind me. Just because J may not care what becomes of her, doesn't mean I don't either.

The door burst open, and to our relief it was only Flag.

"Why are you two in here unsupervised?" He asked raising an eyebrow.

Harley poked her head out from behind me, "Ask ya friend, Griggsy!" she snapped, batting her eyes at Flag.

Flag glanced Harley and then me. But his eyes immediately went back to Harley and widened.

"Harley, what happened to you?"

I whipped around and was shocked I hadn't noticed. There was some bruising around her temple down to her jawline. Her cheek was especially swollen, and her teeth still appeared to have a reddish tint from the blood that had filled her mouth the night before.

She hit Flag with an icy glare, "You don't look so hot yourself, Flagy!"

I brought my hand up to her chin and tilted her head to get a better look of her injuries.

"Do these hurt?"

She shrugged, "Kinda,"

I looked back towards the door. Giving Flag an expecting glance.

He rubbed the back of his neck for a moment, "Get her to the infirmary,"

I wrapped my arm around her and guided the reluctant clown towards the door.

As we were crossing the threshold out into the main area of the prison, Flag put his arm out, permitting Harley to go but stopping me from leaving the room.

"Not you, Shot. You've gotta come with me," he muttered, giving Harley a concerned look.

Harley stopped and turned around, "Is he in trouble?" she gave Flag an icy glare, "Do ya really think he'd beat on a woman?" She challenged him with a finger to his chest.

The other guards with Flag were quick to restrain her, but Flag held a hand up to them, stopping them in their tracks.

"No, Craziness. He's not in trouble. I'm just gonna take him back to his cell,"

Harley gave him a skeptical stare, but eventually allowed the guards to escort her in the opposite direction.

Flag watched the guards lead her to the end of the hall and through a doorway before he turned his attention back to me. "Waller's here for another mission," he stated, still unable to meet my eyes.

"Is that why you guys are so quick to get Quinn fixed up? So you can yank us back out into the field again? What's wrong this time? Waller piss off someone else's girlfriend?" He turned back to me, and harshly shoved me against the wall. "That's not who June is. That's not who she ever was, so fuck off," his words were overloaded with venom, and his forearm was to my throat, cutting off my air supply almost completely.

I attempted for raise my arms up in defense, but it didn't work too well.

"My bad," I managed to choke out before Flag reluctantly dropped me and lead me down the hall in silence.

He opened up a huge metal door, which led to a room with a giant bird cage in the center. There were two floors in this room, surrounding the cage entirely. There were at least fifty guards in the room all looking around with tense expressions and guns at ready. Shit, whose room is this?

Before I could even ask, Flag answered, "Harley's cell,"

Damn, and I thought I had it bad. There wasn't even a bed in there. And Griggs got pissy when she hung on the bars, where else is she supposed to sleep?

I didn't get to spend much time looking over the pathetic excuse for a cell they gave to Harley, Flag started to nudge me around the walk way through another set of double doors. I'm guessing this was supposed to be the security guard's office. There were cameras in every room of the place, even the showering area. The overweight guard on security camera duty was fast asleep, an open comic book resting on his chest. Flag kicked his chair out from underneath him, the large man scrambled to pick up the empty Togo boxes of food he probably ate days ago, and laughed nervously under Flag's irritated glare.

Before the man to come up with an excuse, Flag's eyes were on the screens. "I thought I told you to disable the shower cameras. These people aren't animals, they'd have to be fucking insane to try and escape naked," Flag inquired.

The man jumped up quickly, saluting Flag before laughing slightly and attempting to explain himself, "Yes, but hotness- I mean Harley Quinn, actually is crazy, and we all thought that it would be better to have access to her whereabouts at all times," he stammered out, beginning to nervously sweat.

"Well, I didn't agree. And I doubt Waller did either. Does she know about this?"

The man shook his head quickly, "No sir,"

I couldn't hold it in anymore, "Then take it the fuck down, you creepy ass!" I shouted angrily at the bastard using Harley's personality as an excuse to watch her shower.

Flag nudged me harshly, putting me back in my place.

I took a step back, I was pretty damn mad, but if I lose my cool and they let Waller know, I may not be able to see Zoe for awhile. Despite the fact that we're all about to go out on another damn mission.

The security officer smirked at my warning from Flag, but shut up as soon as Flag took two steps forward, getting up in his face.

"Then take it the fuck down, creepy ass," Flag growled.

I had to hold back a chuckle, maybe Flag wasn't a total dumbass after all.

Flag nodded over to a large metal door in the corner of the room. I hesitated before heading over to it. I was about to open it before Flag put his hand out to stop me.

"Before you go in there, I just wanna say I'm sorry," he muttered discreetly, not meeting my eyes. What's with this dude? He hasn't been able to look me in the eyes at all this morning.

Before I could question him, he had opened the door and nudged me inside.

The only other person in this office was Waller, who rose from her large chair as I walked in. She didn't come around her overly large, black desk though. She pointed at one of the metal chairs in front of her desk.

"Deadshot. Sit," She didn't even try to mask the fact that she knew she had the power. Everything she's say she'd say as a command.

I hesitantly sat down. I heard the door slam and latch. What the fuck? Flag wasn't in here anymore either.

I thought this was a mission, where's everyone else?

"They all late to the party or something?" I snapped, a sense of uneasiness growing in my gut.

Waller's laugh was cold and unsettling, "I don't need any of them,"

I scoffed, "So what exactly do you need?"

"Just you,"

A/N: I hoped you guys liked it! I'm glad my story has gained some following. I wanted to go into this chapter more, but what's more fun than a cliff hanger? I'll get on the next one as soon as I can.

Next chapter: Waller makes Deadshot an offer that he might not be able to turn down.