Harley paused and thought to herself.

"He was the first person who ever listened to my problems and he was nice to me sometimes. But B-Man has always been nice to me, has never hit me, and he always has listened to what I have to say or what's wrong with me." Harley set her jaw and decided to hit that dirty clown till he begged her for mercy. Harley smacked him in the face hard, then a hit to the stomach, a blow to the chin, and finally a fist to the forehead. Soon after she executed the last hit, she realized that he had passed out. Harley looked at Batman and she saw a look of pure amazement on his face. She felt tears in her eyes and no matter how hard she tried she couldn't hold them back. The trauma from everything that had happened to her under The Joker took a toll on her. She soon found herself in Batman's arms. He held her gently due to her broken rib, but the embrace was still tight enough to make her feel safe. She wrapped her arms around him and laid her head on his chest as she cried. She felt him stroking her back.

"Let it all out. I'm right here for you," Harley heard him whisper. She hugged him as tight as she could without hurting her rib. When she gained enough control over herself to stop, she reached up and kissed him. This kiss wasn't their usual frantic ones. It was more gentle and calm but still containing the passion that the others had. She was pouring all of her love and emotions into it but at a soft, slow pace. When she pulled away, he laid his head on hers.

"I love you, Batman."

"It's Bruce. Bruce Wayne." Harley's eyes widened.

"Well then, I love you, Bruce Wayne, boy billionaire, philanthropist, and playboy. You'd better not be play-boying me, by the way!" Harley said as she squinted at him.

"Don't worry, I'm not." He looked at her straight in the eyes. Harley stared at him back. Her eyes clouded with a sudden uncertainty.

"Do ya love me? Ya said ya did before, but ya didn't respond to me just now."

"Harley, I love you with all of my heart. Just feel it." He placed her hand on his heart and she felt the steady beat against her hand. "You're what keeps it going. I may not look it but I'm not near as cold and emotionless as everyone thinks."

"I know you're not. You're so sweet and carin'. Nobody in the whole world is like ya."

"Harley, I have a question."

"Ask away, my love."

"Will you stay with me, even after I rehabilitate you?"

"Why are ya askin' such a dumb question as that? Of course I will!"

"Let's go home, Harley."

"Okay, Bruce."

How romantic! Bats told her his real name. Isn't love a wonderful thing? Anyway, past the mushy, gushy, sentimental stuff, there's going to be one more chapter of this. I hope to make it longer that the others, so it might take a little time for me to update. Don't forget that I live on the promise of reviews! Have a wonderful day!