Waller didn't seem to be biting. She looked up at me from her large leather chair, rolling her eyes slightly before responding. "I offer you complete and utter freedom, but you still try and do this mission on your own terms? This is just like when we asked for your help in Midway, Lawton."

I felt like maybe sitting and behaving rationally would help my case, but this was a big deal, and Waller needed to understand. "Look, all I'm asking is that she goes free too. You think she's gonna notice something's up when she refuses J and the only person close enough to her to make her leave him just happens to be freed? This way, she won't find out about the plan. And if you let her go free after I show her how much more she has to offer, there won't be any chance of her running back to that guy. If she starts to think me being there for her was something you made me do, she'll escape and find him anyway."

She shook her head, "But being there for her is something we're making you do, Lawton. Don't go into this having genuine feelings. You don't wanna end up like Flag," she nodded behind me once again, referencing to Flag who was probably standing guard on the outside of the door. Again.

"Was he supposed to mimic feelings for his lady?"

She rolled her eyes, "Sit down, Mr. Lawton,"

I debated losing it on her, but if I was gonna feel good about this whole thing, Harley needed to walk free. If that's gonna happen, I need to be a little more patient with Waller.

I sat quickly, but pressed on, "Answer the question." Okay, so maybe I'm not as patient with her as I intended.

"We hired him to attempt to connect with her on any level he saw fit that would keep her in line. At first he was willing and obedient. He would've killed her without thought if I said so, but eventually the connection he faked became real. That's where problems arise."

I nodded slowly, "That's a little fucked up, don't you think?"

She shrugged slightly, but besides that pretty much ignored my question. "Are you in or are you out?" She asked flatly.

"Will Harley walk free?" I challenged.

"You will both be out the beck and call of Task Force X. If there is a mission you will be called from your real lives and will be required to fight under my authority just like in Midway City. You will be tracked as well, we will know your locations at every moment of every day."

"Is that a yes?"

She sighed and nodded slowly, "You have a good point. If you can pull this off, you'll both walk free,"

I had to fight a smile from forming on my face. I didn't want to end up like Flag, or Waller to think I was actually into her and give this job to someone else. I'm not into her.

"So," I leaned forward slightly, "what all will this idea you have entail? Do I just hang with her and hope she opens up or what?"

"That," Waller then opened up her copy of Harley's file, "And if that doesn't work, you are granted permission to meet with the top security guards keeping a constant record of her behavior since she arrived here, footage from cameras where she and the Joker can be seen together we've recovered from traffic cameras, security cameras in stores and whatnot. Also, you will be granted permission to meet with the therapists assigned to her case here at Belle Reve. And if that doesn't work,"

I raised my eyebrows and let out a low whistle before interrupting, "How would all that not work?"

She put her hand up again to silence me, ever so irritated with my lack of patience, "You will be able to contact the person who sent her here in the first place,"

I felt my mouth drop slightly in shock. Wait, was she serious?

"Um, I have heard stories about who dropped her off here and I'm not sure if it's actually-"

This time she cut me off, "You've probably heard right,"

I tried to keep my expression even and impassive. No rage, this is for Harley. Also, it's all rumors. The Bat didn't bring in half these assholes. The soldiers for Waller got Boom, Diablo turned himself in. Maybe the dude that got Harley was just a random cop or a rogue employee or J. Doesn't have to be the guy that got me.

"Mr. Lawton," Waller snapped me out of my thoughts. I hadn't noticed Flag had opened the door and was standing behind me to take me to my cell. "Your time is up. Do you still accept my terms knowing this new information?"

I stood and nodded, but quickly turned to face Flag. I didn't wanna know. It probably wasn't who I was afraid it was anyway. Odds are it's not. I've always been great with stats. Statistics would say it's not him. I took two steps towards her door back to the prison, but turned dead in my tracks.

Before I knew what I was doing, the words were leaving my lips, "Just tell me, is it him?"

She let a smirk play on her lips for a moment, before returning to her signature hard expression. "If by him, you mean Batman, then you're correct. Get to studying, Mr. Lawton," she added with a smug wink.

This mission better fucking work.

A/N: The next chapters will be longer.