Sorry this took a little longer but I had some stuff to finish.

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Nessa

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Chapter 18

Harley woke up this morning with the same feeling she did every morning but there were also some major changes. One, she was now in a completely different room to what she was used to, this one twice as luxurious. Two; she was different, physically and mentally, and she knew there was no going back. Third, next to her slept the love of her existence, his soft snore coaxing her into a sense of relaxation.

"J, you want coffee?" she asked softly but he didn't wake, she sighed and went downstairs to make herself some, flipping on the TV. It had been a week since her disappearance and most didn't hold out any hope that she'd ever be found, after all she had been taken by the Joker. She imagined how her friends would react, if Ivy would knew she was still alive, if Bruce mourned for her the way he would if she was still his.

She didn't miss it, she had to remind herself of that sometimes, when the voices wanted to remind her of how it used to be but she wasn't Harleen anymore, just Harley. She sighed and sipped her coffee, hearing a thudding from upstairs at the same time the front door opened. On instinct Harley grabbed for a knife from the block and held it up in self-defense, in case there was a nasty bat shaped intruder. She pressed herself against the kitchen counter and braced herself for attack when the Joker walked in the other door and gave her a questioning look. She cocked her head to were the thudding was coming down the corridor but J just rolled his eyes and snatched the knife from her hand.

Jonny walked in with one of the other boys and looked at the Joker cautiously, as if he had just walked in on something. "Harls was a little bit worried you were our bat friend and his bird boy," he patted her head patronizingly. She glared at him and she saw a switch in his stare, as if she has overstepped some invisible boundary.

"Excuse me for a moment boys, I need to talk to Harley." The joker growled and seized her hand, pulling her into the hall roughly. Once she was outside the room he pressed her against the wall, putting himself in her path of escape. "Don't you dare ever give me a look like that again, got it? I do what I want to you Harley, I own you." He spat at her and her own rage flared.

"I ain't a child J! You don't get to pat my head like a fucking dog!" Yeah you tell him, he don't own you. The voices hummed in her ears. Then the joker raised his hand, blocking her light for just a second before his fist came into contact with her face, a crack sounding as she fell backwards, hitting her head on the wall. The pain bloomed in her jaw at the same time as in the back of her head and she let out a yelp of fear, looking up to see the rage leaving J's eyes and a soft look taking its place.

He put out his hand and she took it, letting him pull her up into his arms, she didn't dare cry, she didn't dare show weakness. "I don't want to hurt ya Harls, but you got to trust me, I know what's best for you and you need to get it out of your head that I can't do shit to you. I can do whatever I want to you. You made an oath to me." He reminded her and gentle tone of his voice eased all of her own anger, she pressed her head against his chest.

"I'm sorry J, I wasn't thinking straight." She purred and she knew she was forgiven; he stroked her hair and then pulled her away from him, leaving her in the hallway alone.

"Oh and Harl," he stopped at the door, looking at her, "don't ever wear something that revealing around the men again." He ordered and then walked into the kitchen, the door slamming shut after him. Harley looked down at what she was wearing, or wasn't wearing. She was in one of J's shirts and they had been fine up until now, but they were a little short.

She rummaged through their room for something for her to wear but found nothing suitable, she couldn't go out in J's clothes, they were far to big for her small frame. She sat on the bed and sighed, what the hell was she meant to do? That's when a thought hit her and she grabbed her phone from the nightstand, scrolling through her contacts until she found the one she wanted.

"Hey Ivy, it's Harley, want to go shopping today?" Harley says as soon as the call is connected.

"Harley? Oh my god you're alive! I was so worried about you, the guys in the clown's club said they hadn't seen you in well over a week, I thought the psychopath had killed you." Ivy sighed in relief, glad to know her friend was safe.

"Yeah I'm fine, different but fine. Listen can you bring me something to wear, my clothes got ruined and I can't wear J's shirt out… its too short." She looks down at her exposed pale legs and marvels again at how smooth they are, no hair had grown there since the swim she had taken in acid.

"Sure I can Harls, we have a lot to catch up on, you crazy clown." Ivy laughs fondly and hangs up, moving around to get stuff ready for Harley.

Harley smiles and walks down the stairs, ensuring the men were out before sneaking into the kitchen to grab an apple and making her way to find Mr. J. He hadn't really given her much of a tour yet so she was still learning places but she knew were his office was and guessed he would be in there. She knocked softly at the door and heard the faint growl of annoyance before the Joker called for who ever it was to let them selves in. she peeked her head in the door and looked at the Joker, his head dipped in concentration as he scribbled something onto his notepad.

"J?" she asked softly.

"What do you want Harley, daddy is busy?" he looked up at her, clearly annoyed.

"Can I go out today? I need to get clothes so that I ain't dressed like this around the boys, Ivy is already on her way over." She tried to look confident, her head still reeling from the whack he had just given her.

"Fine fine, just be careful not to get caught, take some money out of the draw besides the bed." He looked down at his work again, dismissing her but she just couldn't help bounding into the room and kissing him on the top of his head.

"Thank you puddin'." She grinned and he swatted her away like a fly, shooing her and telling her not to disturb him again. "And don't let the weed near anything important." He yelled as she skipped from the room, she couldn't help but laugh. She ran up to their room and grabbed her handbag and a wad of cash from the drawer, smiling at the thought that J was letting her loose on the town. She sat patiently waiting for Pam's arrival, her foot tapping on the floor and her fingers drumming the kitchen table absently. When she heard the knock she was up in a flash, not wanting to disturb J again.

"Hey Harls, I don't know if these will fit but they will be better than wearing the looney tunes shir- what the fuck?" Ivy caught sight of Harley, noticing all the differences in the appearance. Harley smiled at her and pulled her inside before anyone could see her in a state of nakedness, J would not take kindly to strangers ogling her.

"Long story short, I took a midnight bath in chemical and came out squeaky clean." Harley beamed and pulled the bag away from Ivy's slack hands, examining the content inside.

"I'm going to kill him!" Ivy yelled, making her way to the door to find the psychotic clown prince of annoyance. Harley tugged on her arm desperately, to keep her from moving.

"No don't, you can't disturb him." Harley said panicked and Ivy looked at her, noticing the slight bruising beginning to show along her jawline.

"Did he hit you again?" Ivy gave Harley a displeased glare. Don't let her know it hurts you Harley, show her no weakness.

"He don't mean to hurt me, I just make him angry sometimes. I can handle myself." She tried to look tall but she knows that Ivy could see right through her façade. "Look I'll be right back and then we can go, promise me you won't move." Harley gives her best friend a skeptical look and Ivy makes a cross above her heart, giving Harley a displeased look.

Harley bounded back in just moments later with a pair of tight black jeans and a red checkered top on, spinning around in place. "Ta-da!" She giggled and looked at Ivy, who realized she had been caught staring.

"You look great Harls," Ivy smiled softly, before looking away, she couldn't get herself mixed up in the mad clown's life the way she wanted, not when the green-haired pyscho was an active factor in her life.

"Thanks red, now lets go!" Harley grabbed her hand and pulled her from her seat, bouncing out the hide out.

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Several hours later Harley struggled her way through the door with too many bags slung around her arms and under them. Jonny rushed over to help her and she gave him a thankful look, releasing half her load to him. He smiles at her politely and followed her as she walked up the stairs to the boss' room, dropping her half on the floor carelessly and flopping onto the bed. "I tell ya Jonny, it is real hard work shopping." She kicks her feet up and unlaces her converse.

"I bet it is Miss Quinn." Jonny stands straight in the corner, respectfully keeping his distance.

"Call me Harley, Miss Quinn sounds too formal." Harley smiles warmly at him and then skips into the bathroom. "So where's J?" she calls as she pulls on her new pjamamas, they were like a warm, fluffy cuddle and she loved them.

"Boss is still in his office, he is working on a plan to get the bat's attention, says he misses him." Jonny calls back, his voice never changing from the monotone volume that he always uses.

"He works any harder and he'll kill himself. He eaten today?" She walks out of the bathroom, looking straight at Jonny. He shakes his head in response and Harley sighs, throwing up her hands in frustration. "I swear one of these days he's gonna kill himself. How'd he get along without me here?" She looks at Jonny and he tries to hide his smile.

"Not very well Miss Harley, he was always hangry without you here." Harley held back the giggle and grabbed for her phone, calling the Chinese she used to use and ordering in one hell of a meal, reciting off the numbers on J's credit card. The man was going to eat even if he killed her for it.

She made her self busy by tidying up the place whilst she waited for the food to arrive, the hide out had been a complete mess when she arrived and as soon as she was over her little fit about being bleached she had began to make the place more homely, now she planned on maintaining it. However it was becoming increasingly harder with all the men coming in and out, walking mud into the carpet and leaving empty food containers or glasses around the place. She felt more like a maid than a girlfriend.

Harley was angrily muttering to herself when the food arrived and she swung the door open with a little too much force, scaring the teenage delivery boy waiting on the doorstep. She smiled seductively at him and grabbed the food from him, slamming the door in his face when he tried to greet her. Buzz off, hormones. She thought gleefully and then went to plate up the food she had bought, smiling at the mountain that she was going to force J to eat.

Walking as slowly as she could not to spill a single grain of rice on the floor she knocked on the door with her foot, smiling when J growled for her to come in. "Harley, I told you once today already that you can't disturb daddy when he is try…" he cut himself off when he saw the plate of food she was holding out to him.

"You gotta eat puddin' and it's too late to cook now so I thought you might want something, I heard you ain't eaten all day." She scolded him and put the plate down on the paper that was scattered around. He immediately picked it back up and pulled the sheets of paper from under it, giving her an annoyed look that she hid his work from him.

"I appreciate it Harls, but daddy has a lot of stuff to do. Eatin' is kind of the last thing on my mind right now." He read over the paper again.

"I know, I know, you're trying to get a rise outta batman, why don't you just shoot up a bar or something, that'll get his attention enough for you to see him but we won't be thrown in Arkham for it." She waved it away as if it was the obvious answer.

"We can't do that 'cause… wait that's brilliant Harls! Simple and elegant. What better way to make your debut as my queen than painting the town red!" he cackled and pulled her down on his lap, kissing her softly. Harley smiled and turned in his arms so that she was straddling him, tipping him right back in his chair. He growled softly in her ear as she kissed down his neck and then forced her mouth back to his only seconds later, biting her lip.

"Mmm J you need to eat," she said against his lips but he made a noise in protest and went back to kissing her, pushing her further on to his lap, forcing her to grind him. She pulled away and gave him one last peck before getting up. "Eat and then we can play, I'll wait in the bedroom." She winked and walked from the room, running upstairs to get herself ready for J.

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