A/N These first chapters are probably a bit too bulky but that's because I'm really trying to put down a more solid foundation for the story to commence. I don't want to leave out any important details. Also, for now, I'm utilizing Carlisle's POV a lot only because I feel like the beginning of the story is more like an introduction and he's the most neutral character in all this.

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Carlisle's POV

"I hate planes," I hear Emmett whine from behind me. "How come we all had to pack up our lives and get on here with you anyway?"

I frowned. "I was given those instructions. In our positions it wouldn't be the wisest idea to irk the government."

"And you want to work this case really badly," Alice chirps in.

"That too," I agree.

"Are they going to be putting cameras everywhere?" Rose asks solemnly.

"The email said that they were arranging a room for the girl to securely stay in while she's with us and only that room would be tapped." The email also didn't include the address I was promised. I supposed we would figure it out once we landed.

"How do we know that?" Emmett asked. "They could bug the whole house for all we know."

"For the average human, that may be a concern, yes," I say. "However we'd be able to tell." I turned around and winked.

Esme squeezed my hand. "I'm just not certain about all of this. All the secrecy, having the government involved and having a 'dangerous' criminal mastermind in our home doesn't seem safe."

"If anyone can handle that, it would be us," Alice said.

I could tell she was eager to find out the details. Most of us were, in fact. It was almost as though we had a new adventure underway. Something to break the routine.

Edward sat quietly in his seat behind Alice and Jasper. Never looking up or adding to the conversation. When we discussed it as a family when I got home, he didn't put up any argument. He just nodded and got packed.

I might have preferred some sort of argument over the moping.

At that thought his head whipped up and his eyes met mine. I furrowed my brow to show my concern. He lowered his head once more, and kept it facing the ground.

I sighed.

"Aw, cheer up Edward," Emmett whispered. "Think of it as a road trip."

The plane landed soon after and upon our arrival, there was already a car waiting for us.

"Cullens?" a man in a tux asked as we walked through the door.

I nodded. "Yes."

"I'm your driver. I'm meant to bring you to the Corrections Center."

We offered no argument and silently followed him outside to a long SUV.

The car was moving again before I knew it. It was a silent ride. Nobody dared to speak. No new phone calls had come, either.

I looked out the window as the car raced forward. Hopefully I'd actually be able to do some good. Hopefully this isn't for nothing.

Bella's POV

"This is so boring!" I exclaimed, jumping up from the floor.

I looked directly at the camera in the corner of the room.

"HEY! Hey, security people! I'm bored! HELLOOOO?!" I walked towards one wall of steel bars and wrapped my hand around them. "WHY WON'T ANYONE PLAY WITH ME?! I don't bite," I added, smiling widely.

Just then the doors opened in front of me and the two head security officers for my room walked in. Finally, some playmates!

I smiled teasingly at them and winked. "Hey boys! Come to play with little old me?"

Jason, the bigger one, chuckled. "Crazy lady, you've put half the staff in the hospital. No one is stupid enough to get in there with you."

"You sure?" I waggled my eyebrows. "I can make it worth your while." I leaned over and licked the bar that was in front of me.

Jason laughed harder and stepped closer to me. "You are truly one fucked up chick, ain't you?"

I growled. Who does he think he is? I quickly reached my hand between the bars to grab him but he pulled away immediately.

However, my fingers did latch onto the pen he had hooked onto his breast pocket.

Almost like a reflex, I pulled it into my little cage and stuffed it into my pants before anyone even noticed. I laughed. I'm not even sure what was so funny. Everything was funny to me these days.

Jason was still recovering. "Why you little-" he stopped short and smiled at me.

What now, Mr Big Shot? I smiled back.

He picked up his little walkie talkie thing and pressed the button. Before saying anything, he looked back at me.

So I stuck my tongue out.

He put his lips to the speaker. "Juice her."

Before I could process what he said, a jolt of electricity surged through my body from my hands and I was thrown back to the other wall of bars.

Owwwww. This made me angry. I'll fucking kill him!

"GAHH!" I roared jumping up and running towards him without thinking.

The next thing I knew, my head had slammed into the bar and I was on the ground.

"That's a whole lotta pretty in a whole lotta crazy," I hear Jason laugh.

Then everything went black.

When I came to, it was like nothing had happened. Everything was the same as it always was in here. Plain and lonely.

I sighed and skid on my ass to the corner of the cage. I'm not an animal. Why are they locking me up like this?

Then I shook my head. "Coz you killed lots of people, that's why Bells. They don't want you to play with anyone anymore."

I hung my head. "It's all in good fun, really. It's only meant to be a joke!"

Jeez, some people have no sense of humor. Not like Mistah J. My heart beat faster just thinking about him. The love of my life, my partner in crime. My everything.

I miss him.

I slapped myself. "He's gonna come back for you, Bells," I told myself. "He's gotta be planning it all right now!"

Our latest heist didn't go as well as we'd hoped. He managed to get away, though. Which made me happy.

Ever since I'd met the Joker, life has been a ton of fun and laughs. Two things I had forgotten all about after the Cullens left me all by myself in Forks, never to be seen again. I mean, he was a little rough sometimes, but he really does love me. He was the only thing that held me together.

I don't even remember half of it clearly. After a few months of no contact, no visits or calls, nada, I finally came around to the idea that they had moved on, and I would too.

I went to college, got my degree in psychology, then clinical psychology and started applying for internships. I was on the track to a normal life.

Then my plans changed when I started interning at Arkham. I knew I wanted to start somewhere big! Somewhere with a huge variety of psychological trainwrecks to jump start my career.

Then they assigned me to Mistah J. He was so misunderstood! It makes me so angry just thinking about how people treated him. He was just a lost soul who needed some love.

So I gave it to him.

I got him out and he got me a new life.

We're partners, him and I! He's my sweet Puddin…

I smiled, remembering his face. I'd see that face again soon, I'm sure of it!

My mind drifted to thoughts of me and my Puddin back on the streets. We make a good team, we do. And he was coming to get me. All I had to do now was wait.

I wasn't sure how long my mind was wandering for, but I heard the door swing open. A figure was standing in the doorway, hidden by the shadows.

I cocked my head to one side. "Are you the devil?" I asked softly.

"Maybe." It was a lady.

An unfamiliar face stepped out of the shadows, followed by seven very familiar faces.

What the hell is goin on?

A/N I tried to channel more of the BTAS Harley than the Suicide Squad Harley. But the Joker will still be the gangster Joker type when he's finally introduced. The next chapter will most likely be from Carlisle's POV mostly up until we reach this point. Thanks for reading! Let me know your thoughts