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Chapter 16

Harley woke up with her body aching and her brain feeling like it had just been deep fried, she looked around the room to realize she was still on the ECT table but the straps had been released. There was no one in the room with her and she realized that again she had been ditched. Damn clown.

She ran from the room and looked around the hallway, no sign of him out there either. She headed down the front desk, the two guards slumped dead over the desk and the doors wide open. She growled when she saw tire marks leaving the asylum and headed out into the car park, looking for anything she could use to chase them down. To her luck there was Harley Davidson parked near the entrance with the keys by the front wire, the body of the third night guard lay a little ahead of it. Poor guy, she thought as she climbed onto the bike and turned the key, pumping the gas and feeling the bike purr under her. Thank god for the lessons her high school boyfriend had given her.

She raced out of the car park and down the streets of Gotham, feeling the wind whistle past her and following the black marks of the Joker's purple car around the city. She finally caught up to the clown and tried to tail him as he fed through the traffic, trying to get rid of her. Not see easy J, She curved her way around cars until she was finally ahead of the Joker, they had made into a quieter road and she whipped the bike around in his path with no problem. He was forced to stop all run the bike over, ruining his precious car and when he came to a complete stop she slammed her hands onto the bonnet.

"Get outta the car J!" She screamed, looking at him through the windscreen.

"Fuck sake!" He banged his hands on the steering wheel and then lifted them in the air as if to beg God to help him. He pushed open the driver's door and climbed out, sauntering over to Harley. "You just don't quit do ya toots?" He grinned wide.

She tried to stand her ground, her body swaying a little and her hands in fists at her side. "You said we were gonna be together J! You said we would be happy if I helped you get out!" She roared and was aware that they were beginning to gather an audience, many cars beeping for them to get out of the way.

"I don't let anyone join me Harley, I can only trust myself, no one else." He growls over the constant sound of car horns and one man, braver than the rest gets out of his car. The middle aged man was large and bald, the typical guy that thought he was more hulk like than the rest, as if he himself was the bat. She giggled at the thought of the bat, maybe he would come and put the traitor back in his cell, that would be karma for leaving her behind. She glared at the joker, her full intention to ignore the stupid man that didn't know what he was getting himself into.

"Hey buddy get the hell out of the way! Are you crazy?" He walks towards her cautiously, as if to help her. She is all at once so angry that she can barely think. How dare he call her J crazy. How dare he interrupt them when they were talking, couldn't he see they were busy? She could see the glint of the Joker's gun in its holster as he turns to the man, and she all at once had an idea to prove herself to J, to prove her worth as an accomplice. Grabbing it she aims it at the guy's head, she can see the clogs working inside his brain and he raises his hands as if in surrender but its too late. Harley pulls the trigger without even thinking, the kick back stunning her a little. She feels a complete rush as the man falls to the floor like a sack of potatoes and in her adrenaline filled state she focuses the gun on the green haired man in front of her.

He turns from the body to her and laughs, looking at her outraged face in amusement. He walks a little closer towards her and Harley tightens her grip on the gun, rearranging her stance to look more menacing. "Do it Harley, end the clown." He laughs, "Do it, do it, do it." He chanted, walking forward so the gun is pressed directly to his head. Harley is stunned at the turn out and she hesitates, giving the Joker exactly the opportunity he needs. He grabs the gun from her hand and hits her over the head with the hilt, growling at her. "You're more trouble than you're worth Quinn, I don't like it when my things bite back." He leans down to her level, pressing the gun to her head, his eyes brimming with madness and his silver blazer flapping in the late evening wind. He looks beautiful and dangerous, like a leopard trapping a gazelle in between a rock and a hard place. How the tables had turned.

"I don't understand J, I thought… I thought you loved me." She felt stupid just muttering the words, this man wasn't capable of love.

"Silly girl, I don't have time for love, I am a busy mind Harley, I don't need a dizzy dame getting in my way when I am trying to get shit done." He growled.

"I got you that gun didn't I? I did everything you said. What I got do to get you to trust me J? Dip myself in chemicals too?" She spat at him, anger oozing from every pore in her body, every fiber of her being buzzing with adrenaline from the kill.

"Hmm," he closes his eyes, relieving the pressure of the gun to her head and he strokes his chin with it, "Now there's a thought. C'mon Harls, lets go for a late night dip" He pulls her up by her hair and drags her to the car, pushing her inside before she can even fight back.

She looks at him in pure hatred as he climbs into the driver's seat, his face amused at her puppy dog anger. Roughly he pulls her into him for a kiss and plants his lips on hers before she can protest. At first Harley fights against him, not wanting anything to do with him but soon his allure and feeling of his lips against hers melts her resolve and she sinks into the kiss, giving in. He pulls away and howls out the window, gleeful in Harley's submission.

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