A/N I would like thank everyone who favorited this story I'm so glad you have enjoyed it.
The Joker turned in his bed, as he heard the locks to cell turn.
He expected it to be a pair of guards coming to escort him to his next meal, he was going to tell them not to bother but when he saw Zack standing behind them he knew that this was different.
The Guard told the Joker to stand, but his eyes lingered on Zack as he once again thought of her.
The Joker laid on his bed with his hands linked behind his head.
But he looked toward his cell door unlock.
"Doctor Quinnzel welcome to my crappie abode to what do owe this honor? "The Joker asked as he curiously cocked his head at Harleen's obvious discomfort.
"I… I… I need you to come with me Mr.J." Harleen said in a nervous tone.
" Oh and judging by the fact that you came out this way to see me, I guess that means that we won't be heading to the therapy room then?"
" Stop being a wise ass and get on your feet you know exactly what coming." Chad said as he glared at the Joker.
" Chad go easy it's clear Harleen is uncomfortable enough of it is." Frank said as he turned to look at Chad.
" I know that Chad but it's obviously he's just trying to mess with her head, and since this is her first time dealing with this type of therapy she needs to know that we have her back.
" Guys it's alright I can handle this." Harleen said is she stepped further into the Joker cell.
" Mr. J doctor Arkham requested to see you, and I will be very grateful if you would just come with me now; however if you refuse I will have no choice but to sedate you, and dr. Arkham requested that you be brought him awake in alert.
" Well we wouldn't want to disappoint the good doctor now would we?" the Joker ask sarcastically and team rose from his bed and walked over to where the guards stood .
The group walked in silence, and Harleen stomach grew more unsettled with each step she took.
When they reach the therapy room Harlan press the buzzer to announce their arrival with the shaky finger, and as she looked at the Joker she stole that he's come in superior demeanor had changed into one of anger and somewhat apprehensiveness.
"Doctor Quinnzel I must say that I am surprised to see you here so soon, and with inmate fourth seven thousand sixty-five looking so subdued as well.
It's clear that even though your therapy sessions have not provided the change we had hope you had to still manage to have some effect on him."
" It was good of you to read my notes doctor Arkham but I would really to have a few more therapy sessions with him before we begin with this next phase of treatment." Harley said quickly as her eyes moved to a bed with leather straps on the side.
Dr. Quinnzel you have had thirty in person session with inmate fourthousand, and you have yet to determine the reason for his sycoses for suggested wiping be properly medicated.
Therefore it is time for us to move on to our next phase of treatment, and perhaps it will allow you to diagnose the Joker better when it is over."
"And what exactly is this treatment? "Harleen asked, with her eyes focused on the bed.
" Electric shock therapy." Doctor Arkham explained, calmly as he motion for Frank and Chad to take the Joker over to the bed.
"Doctor Arkham please with all due respect, that seems far to extreme! " Harleen said quickly as all the color drained from her face.
"Doctor Quinnzel I assumed by now you understood what type of people we deal with in this ward."
" I do you told me everyone in this ward has their own extreme ideology."
" Yes they do and people have lost their left for it, most through no choice of their own but no one has taken as many lives of the Joker.
But that is why this treatment extreme as it may be, still proves to be the right fit for him."
" How many times has he under gone this therapy?"
Exactly elven times."
" My god!" Harleen shouted as she watched the Joker squirm against Chad and Frank, while letting out cries of rage.
"Not to worry Doctor Quinnzel I'm sure that this time I will achieve my goal." Doctor Arkham said, calmly as he walked over to the Joker.
"Which is what?!"
" Why to erase his mind so that we can alleviate him of his sociopath ideology of course.
Once his mind is wiped clean we will rebuild it, and by the time we are done he work as a functioning member of society again.
Then I will write a thesis on how repeated bouts of electric shock therapy can heal the mind of the most extreme sociopaths.
It will revolutionize our medical field, and undoubtedly save countless lives but I need to test on one of the most extreme cases I can find; so I can be completely sure that it works, but as his therapist you must be the one to administer the treatment and as your superior I shall supervise the administration of the treatment."
"I can't! "Harleen said, as her eyes widened.
"I understand what I've asked you to d is quite extreme, but when this works I will mention you in my thesis which will do wonders for your career.
And I am sure that your patients will thank you when they have their lives back. "Doctor Arkham said he walked over to the Joker and waited for Harleen to walk to his side.
Harleen tried to move but her legs but they felt like jelly, and her stomach was churning much that all she wanted to do was find the nearest bathroom.
The smile doctor Arkham gave Harleen when she reached his side, made her want to run from the room but she ignored it knowing that her patient needed her.
"Chad has already put the mouth guard in place, now you need wet his temples by rubbing them with a wet rag, then you turn on the machine and wait for it to charge.
Then you rub the paddle together and place them on each side of the patient's head.
"Will it hurt him? "Harleen asked as she looked at Doctor Arkham with pleading eyes.
"No more than the knifes or specialized laughing gas that he uses. "Doctor Arkham said coolly as he handed Harleen a wet rag.
Harleen shivered at the mention of how he chose to commit murder.
With trembling hands she took the wet rag, and carefully touched his temples.
She wanted to be gentle hoping that it would show him that she only wanted to help him.
The mouth guard made him unable to talk, but his eyes said it all.
The icy glare in his eyes damned her for what she was about to do, and she thought that it was exactly what she deserved.
" Doctor Arkham I-"
"Miss Quinnzel I completely understand your apprehensiveness, and yes the first time can be very difficult but you should know that a true doctor would go to any length to help their patients.
"Miss Quinnzel I completely understand your apprehensiveness, and yes the first time can be very difficult but you should know that a true doctor would go to any length to help their patients." Doctor Arkham said in a condescending tone, as he offered her the paddles.
Harleen slowly nodded and took the paddles.
Her stomach turned as she rubbed the paddles to together, and felt the electricity hum through them.
" Don't worry this will make you feel better" Harlan said quickly and she put the paddles to each side of his head before she could talk herself out of it.
Harleen's face twisted in her as she wants the Joker's as close tight, and his head move slightly.
She let out an anguished cry and tried to move the paddles away, only to feel doctor Arkham hold her hand firmly in place.
" The therapy must be administer for full five minutes and no less.
" Doctor Arkham he is in tremendous pain, and we must remember our Hippocratic oath.
"I took no such oath and nether did inmate fourth seven thousand sixty-five, and I am sure that the families of his victims would find some solace in the fact that he is receiving this type of therapy." Doctor Arkham said coolly as he watched the Joker react to the therapy
Minutes later Doctor Arkham instructed Harleen to remove the paddles from the Joker head, and she did so without a word.
When Doctor Arkham looked at her he saw that she look as if she was going to pass out.
He tried to lay a hand on her shoulder, but she quickly ran from the room , and to the nearest bathroom where she emptying her stomach.
Harleen laid on the cool tile of the bathroom stall in the fetal position, with tears streaming down her face as she tried to process everything that happened.
Today she had gotten to work with someone everyone who worked her idolized.
She knew that she should feel very grateful, and be prepared to tell her story in the break room the next day.
But instead all she felt was sick.
She knew now that the man everyone idolized was, was nothing more than a torturer who thrived on appearances and power.
She knew now that the Joker was right, and that Doctor Arkham did nothing more than play God when ever he saw fit.
Harleen shook her head vehemently knowing that she was wrong.
Doctor Arkham was the devil, who had crowned himself king of his own little hell.
Harleen slowly climbed to her feet resolving this do all the could to make things right.
"Hey Greg." Harleen said as she walked up to the occupied chair that was placed by the Joker's cell.
"Oh Harleen hey I wasn't expecting to see today, after well you know. "Greg said as he shifted uncomfortably in the chair.
"I was on my way back to my office in order to write up the mandatory report, and I wanted to see him so I would know if there was anything I needed to add." Harleen said as she tried to keep her emotions in check.
"Oh well that's really nice of you Harleen nicer than he deserves actually but I'm afraid there is nothing you can do. "
"What do you mean?"
"Well when they undergo this type of therapy, it usually takes three to four days before they are ready to me with their therapist again." Greg said as he ran his fingers over his crew cut.
"Then why are you guarding his cell?"
"Dr. Arkham thinks that we should be prepared for every possibility."
Harleen bristled at the mention of the man she now hated, but swallowed her anger.
"Do you think I could go and see him?"
"I don't see why not since you're his doctor, but I don't know what you hope to accomplish. "
"I just want to make sure he knows that I'm here for him as his therapist. "Harleen said as she swiped her ID badge which doubled as a pass key.
"Harleen a loving heart like yours is rare please don't ever lose it." Greg said as he opened the door for her.
Harleen shuddered and blinked back tears, is she saw the Joker lay motionless on his bed.
She hurried over to him careful not to let her heels reveal her urgency.
When she reached him she saw that there was just enough room to cuddle up with him.
She removed her shoes then let the freezing cold floor touched her feet, and leather cold seep through her body as she tried to hold back a breakdown for what seemed like the millionth time that day.
She carefully climbed into bed with him, and wrapped her arms around his neck.
She knew that it was really stupid to do this, and she was terrified when he didn't even react to her touch.
"I'm sorry.
I failed you I never knew that this was going to happen, I'd give anything to take it back.
I don't know if you can hear me but, I promise that I will never fail you again."
She wanted nothing more than to stay with him until he came back around, she desperately needed to know that he had heard what she had said but she knew that she couldn't stay.
She placed a quick kiss on his forehead and when she was sure that she hadn't left a mark, she tucked him into bed.
Greg called to her as she quickly made her way back to her office, but in that moment she couldn't handle talking to anyone.
The Joker laid in his bed trapped in his head once again, he hated when these so called doctors sentenced him to this .
His only solace in this was that he got to stay with her.
His beloved Elizabeth and their sweet little Abigail.
They were the ones that he saw every time he closed his eyes.
They were the world that was his alone, they were the thing that no one would ever know about.
But now they were gone.
The memory of them was growing more fuzzy, for some time now and it concerned him greatly.
He knew that the electro shock therapy was working as Dr. Arkham though it would, and now the last memories he had were gone.
He had tried his best to save them, gladly letting his other memories be stripped away.
He tried his best to avoid this place, but now he found himself in this place trusteed here by someone who had no idea what went on here.
Now the things he held most dear were lost to him forever
To him it was a fate worse than death.
He decided that the people who did this had to be punished.
He tried to think back to what happened before, and it made his head throb but he gritted his teeth and pushed through the pain.
He saw Dr. Arkham talking to Dr. Quinnzel who put the paddles to his head.
He knew that Dr. Arkham had put her up to it, and he would be dealt with slowly.
But Dr. Quinnzel was a different matter.
She was the one who took his memories, and she deserved her own punishment.
He pushed through the pain as he tried to think of what to do, then it became clear.
She was a young woman looking for romance and a happy life.
The Joker knew that it would be all to easy to make her think he could give her that.
Then when she was right in the palm of his hand he would rip it all away.
First he would make her sacrifice her job by helping him escape, he knew she would do it she thought he really loved her.
Then he would show her how what she did to him really felt, afterwards he would leave her to pick up the pieces of her shattered life.
The thought of it made him want to laugh whole heartily, but he wasn't yet able.
This didn't bother him, because he knew the best bits of humor came to those who wait.
The Joker felt the familiar throbbing as his head, as his brain tried to recalibrate itself, but he knew that this time was different because he knew that he wasn't in his room.
He tried to make sense of where he might be, but drew a blank as his head throbbed.
Then he turned as he heard a familiar voice call to him.
"Boss you really screwed things up this time. " Johnny said as he glared at the Joker.
"Johnny? "The said as his vision slowly came into focus.
"Yeah it's me and I'm not happy with you.
I gave my life so you could have her back, but I didn't mind because I knew belonged together.
But then you tossed her out again like garbage, even though you love her and after every I sacrificed so you could have her back!"
Johnny I'm sorry I know shouldn't have done that but I just want her back and I'm going to make things right this time."
"It's not going to be that easy."
The Joker tried to ask Johnny what he meant but he was gone.