When you have nobody, who do you turn to? Think on that for a minute. There are people who have nobody, and are living day to day no matter what anyone may say... I, Bruce Wayne... am one of those people. I tracked Harleen's DNA, and I am fairly hopeful it will lead me to her. No cost will go undone. This is the woman I love, the woman who carried my child, the woman who gave me a chance... I let her go... which was stupid... and I do not deserve her in any way, but goddamnit I am going to try my hardest to get her back into my life.
I tracked her a mansion. It was utterly gorgeous, marble everywhere, and I stood in awe at the place where she seemingly was. Alfred stopped the car, allowing me time to get out and get to the front door, where I spied her in the garden. "Harley!" I yelled, and she snapped her head towards my direction. A very frightened expression crossed her face, and she hurriedly rushed up to my standing spot. I looked down at her, this short, petite, woman who owned my soul. "Why are you here?" She hissed through clenched teeth, surprising me.
"I am here to see you. Am I not allowed?" I joked, and laughed rather loudly, causing her to put a hand over my mouth and her eyes welled with tears. "You gotta go, Bruce. Puddin' wouldn't like it if he find you h-" before he finished her sentence, someone bellowed her name from deep inside the house. She clenched her teeth, told me to go away one last time, before hurrying to whoever was calling her, leaving me walking back to a waiting Alfred.
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My Puddin'(Completed)
FanfictionThis is the story of Harleen Quinzel, starting from when she began working for Arkham Asylum, where she met her one true love.. Joker. This love could end her career, but when she breaks him out, will he continue being the sweet, kind, lover he was?
