The doors swung open to reveal three people, one in a white coat, giving Kat a serious case of déjà vu, except this time the doctor in the middle was a woman with dark hair and dark skin.
"Hello Dr. Tailer," the woman spoke curtly. "I am Dr. Leland, I will be your doctor for Group Therapy session and one of our new interns will be you personal doctor."
'Well I'll be damned," Kat laughed to herself. 'The clown was right about Group Therapy!"
Kat was pulled out from the van and lead into the grubby lobby, Dr. Leland walking beside her.
"Your first Group Therapy session will be tomorrow evening at 6:30; you will be meeting all of the regular inmates who usually attend as they are all in at the minute." Dr. Leland told her before turning away to talk to a young blonde woman with large glasses. "Harleen Quinzel? I'm Joan Leland." Dr. Leland introduced herself, as orderlies began to march Kat away.
The last thing she heard before the large doors swung shut, was from the blond girl. "Hi Joan, call me Harley, everyone does."
'Harley eh? Nice name.' Kat smiled as she was marched down to the changing rooms.
"You know the drill." The orderly to her left said.
"Yeah, yeah," she sighed walking into the room and closing the door. "But just out of pure curiosity, what happens to my clothes?"
"They will be put in the asylum inmate's personal belongings locker." Came the reply.
"Alright then." She grinned as she removed the Tiger Stone from around her neck and shoved it into her pocket. While her hand was in her pocket she felt stiff plastic. Kat pulled the plastic out from her pocket and smiled like a child at Christmas when she saw what it was. The key card.
'You might just come in handy.' She thought. Kat placed the key card down on the bench beside the light blue Arkham uniform.
She then stripped down to her underwear before pulling on the Arkham shirt and trousers.
Quickly Kat neatly folded her clothes and shoved the key card in her pocket, before she turned and banged on the door. "Ready!" she chirruped.
The door swung open and she was pulled out sharply. As before she was lead down the corridor of cells, but this time she could hear Dr. Leland and Harley walking down the hall, a little behind her.
As she approached Cell 516 she grinned again and spoke happily. "Chuckles honey, I'm home!"
Kat's smile widened as she heard the Joker's signature laugh.
"Good to have you back Kat!" he laughed as Kat was shoved into her cell. "How'd it go?"
"Fan-bloody-tastic, let me tell you! Killed for men, physically scared one for life and mentally scared two women, one of which being a little girl." She grinned. The Joker burst out laughing until Kat heard Harley and Dr. Leland getting closer. "Shh!" She hissed. "Act natural," Kat told him as she herself lay down on her cot. The Joker leant up again a wall in his cell and started whistling.
"Oh very natural Chuckles!" Kat whispered making him snicker a little.
"I must admit I was surprised you wanted to intern here at Arkham." Dr. Leland's voice echoed through the Arkham halls.
"Well I've always had an attraction for extreme personalities." Harley voice was oddly excited as the two doctors walked down the cell lined hall. "They're more exciting, more challenging."
"And more high profile?" Dr. Leland pressed.
"You can't deny there is an element of glamour to these super criminals." Harley's reply was short.
Kat turned onto her side and listened intently, she liked this new girl.
"I'll warn you now, these are hard core psychotics, if you're thinking about cashing in on them by writing a tell-all book," Dr. Leland lectured Harley as Joker recovered from his snicker fit and started whistling again, distracting Harley greatly as the young blonde walked towards his cell. "Think again."
'God Dr. Leland is being har…wait… did Chuckles just wink at Harley!' Kat sat up on her bed, disbelieving what she had just seen.
"They'd eat a novice like you for breakfast." Dr. Leland continued.
'How rude…did Harley just smile back and blush at the Joker's wink! What is this mad house coming too?' Kat rubbed her eyes and sniffed the air, from the girl there was a strong scent of…curiosity?
As the two doctors walked away, Kat and Joker's eyes followed them before they looked at each other.
"Who's the newbie?" Joker asked Kat.
"Dr. Quinzel." Kat replied getting of the bed and walking over to the glass. She looked down the hall to where Harley and Dr. Leland were still walking. "I think she might be my new doctor."
The Joker walked up to his glass wall and looked down the corridor, as Kat was doing, and looked at the two doctors. "Well in that case Kat," Kat looked over to the Joker to see him staring after Harley, a sly smile painted on his face.
His laugh echoed in the halls of Arkham Asylum as Kat nodded slowly.
"What have I gotten myself into?" she mumbled.
Something told her that it involved the young Harleen Quinzel.
