I'm back and things are gonna get intense! This might seem like a filler chapter or kind f lame, but it is just leading up to drama. Again, so sorry.
oh and the Whitmans are loosely based on the Duggars. Something about them always seemed off.
Enjoy!
Week by week, Vivien would come to talk with Harley and Joker. The more she learned about Harley equaled the little she knew about the Joker. Harley was open to talk and cry, Joker would ignore any question and just fall asleep.
She learned that Harley was an only child to a single father. He was strict, causing a serious environment. Possibly why Harley felt so attracted to the Joker.
Joker told her a different story every day. A different upbringing, a different life.
Harley expressed her fears for Marionette. She hoped her baby was safe. She craved to be a mommy.
The Joker only expressed his need to take a piss. He spoke none of his child. Just spoke of wanting a sandwich.
Harley wanted to be out for her baby.
Joker wanted out to cause mayhem.
But Vivien did not fret. She saw the pain in his eyes at Marionette's name.
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The first visitation was coming up when Vivien got a call. It was Linda Whitman. Before hellos could be exchanged, the woman began to talk.
"Dr. Reid, Ian and I don't feel comfortable with the visitation. It will only bring dear Mary closer to Satan."
Vivien, ignoring the more saintly name given to the baby, sighed in dismay. "Mrs. Whitman. I can't let you do that. The visitation is Sunday, which is two days away. It is too late notice to cancel." She was slightly lying. It wasn't good to cancel late, but still allowed. She just felt like Harley deserved the reward of seeing Marionette.
"Too late? Are you sure? Even for criminals like them?" the foster mother asked disgustedly. Vivien could just feel the anger through the phone. . . and the crying baby in the background.
Before she could answer, Linda spoke again. "Thank goodness it is on Sunday. We can pray for her soul. And for those Satanists." With that, she hung up.
To herself, Vivien thought about how much luck the two Arkham patients would need with such a religious family
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The day had finally come and Harley could not stop shaking.
She seemed like a tones down version of her normal self. She was paler and a little thinner. Yet, she bounced around nervously
Ivy was still the only other patient to know of Marionette. If word went around, it could be possible that another could try to ruin her or them.
While Harley was excited and Ivy grinned, Joker didn't say anything. Though he kept track of when the visit would be, he acted like he didn't.
He stood at the mirror in his cell. He almost washed away the paint on his face. He shook his head before he could start. What was the point? He had no one to please.
He thought of brushing his hair better. But he would not do that either. He would rather go commit crimes than have this visitation anyways. She was just a smelly baby anyways.
His baby. Sprouted from his own seed.
The Whitmans were to arrive at 5 p.m. Joker, Harley, and Ivy were all brought to the visitation room, waiting. By 5:15, Harley looked ready to cry. When 5:30 hit, Joker was ready to leave. But as he stood, the Whitmans and guards strolled in with a crying baby, face red.
The foster mother, plain looking with mousy brown curls, stared at them in distraught. Her husband rolled his eyes.
"My baby!" Harley squeaked, jumping up in a flash. The Whitmans stepped back quickly. "Why is she crying? What did ya do to her?" Her blue eyes flashed with anger.
"Dear Lord, nothing at all! She is a baby, she cries quite a lot," the woman, Linda, explained, frowning at the guards as if to say "You trust her with a kid?"
One guard looked at his watch. "They get thirty minutes today. We'll watch from outside."
Joker raised an eyebrow. He didn't want to show he cared, but he blurted out words anyway "I thought we got an hour." Or was that a lie?
"They came late. You get thirty minutes. Complain and it'll be down to fifteen."
Linda handed Marionette to Harley and walked out of the room with the others. Not before saying "Murderous beasts."
Linda is interesting, isn't she? But yay, baby Marionette is coming to her parents! See you soon!