We're All Insane

Chapter Two

-Scars-

Dr.Harleen Quinzel

I have been sat in my office for the past four hours writing notes on the Joker from our first session earlier.My mind was full of new and interesting gatherings of how The Clown Prince Of Crime worked.

I decided to leave the rest till morning,I was too tired to do anymore so I packed up my notes and locked my office door behind me.I checked to make sure it was secure,a habit I had since I was a child and walked down the corridor to the office.It was quiet as I walked down the corridors,I was the only doctor here all the guards were either watching some crappy to show or talking about yesterday's game.

What are they doing?There's hundreds of criminals here which could escape at any moment and they're just watching tv?Their jobs seemed to be the furthest thing from their mind.

"Guys,isn't your job to guard the cells and make sure no one escapes?I'm sure watching TV didn't come under the job description" I spoke talking directly to Ben,head of the guards who just smiled at me.

"Oh,Quinzel no one's going to escape!These doors are designed to keep the nut jobs in!"he smirked looking at the other guards.

"You won't be smiling when you get your ass fired"I smiled walking off.I got in my car and drove to my apartment,it was small but it was the right size for me after all it wasn't as if I was always home.

The drive was only 20 minutes,and I was in deep thought most of the way home.I scolded myself as I realised I was home having not remembered most of the drive from thinking about the smile plaguing my mind.I parked my car and brought my notes and folders into my apartment.I ran a hot bath to relax myself and added candles and incenses.I lay my nightwear on the cabinet beside the bath and just relaxed for a good hour.

After I put on my nighty I just decided to sleep I was far to tired to do any research about the Joker.

I woke up sweating like a pig,I had another nightmare last night.I've been having the same nightmare for 3 months each time they'd change slightly.The nightmares were far from my concern-the joker had seemed to be on my mind once again and I wondered if my curiosity would get me far in his case.

I look at the clock to see it was 5:36am I had almost 2 hours to get to work.
Instead of going back to sleep I decided to just get ready so I lay out my red top with my black pencil skirt and of course my ID and white lab coat.

I was distracted from brushing my hair with a slight breeze,one of the windows were wide open.Maybe I forgot to shut it last night,after-all I was pretty tired

I shut the window and just carried on doing my hair thinking nothing more about it.Once I finished getting ready I went on my way to work,greeting Mrs Bran as I walked past her at reception.To which she replied with a grunt,moody as always.

As I got to my office I went to unlock the door but it was already unlocked.
I'm sure I locked it last night,like I do every night.I walked in and everything was the same apart from a single red rose sitting on my desk.

My dear Harley Quinn

-J

How did he get into my office?Better yet how did he get out of his cell?
Did he get a guard to come to my office?My mind was racing with questions,I told the guards if they didn't watch the patience they would escape.

But did he escape?

It was 10:00am time for my appointment with Mr.J.I heard nothing on the news of his escape,And so I walked down to his cell,everything looked normal and the guards were outside of his cell.

"Would you like us to accompany you today Quinzel?" The guard smirked.

"As I've said before it's Dr.Quinzel and no I would not."I spoke walking into Mr.J's cell rolling my eyes at his behaviour.

"Harley"Mr.J's voice spoke,I could practically hear his smile.

"Mr.J"I smiled slightly sitting down across from him.

"How was your night last night?"I asked,hoping he would tell me why he was out last night.

"Oh you know,peachy."he was looking at me with curious eyes.

"Was you in my office last night?"I asked looking at his face for any kinds of emotion,I was quick to question feeling the need to get it off of my chest.

"That wasn't the only place I was last night"he spoke turning his head to look at me.Then I remembered the open window in my apartment,but it couldn't be could it?

"Were you at my apartment?"I asked unsure.

"I found myself intrigued by you Harley,no one came to stop me"he spoke before laughing again.

-A/N (Jared Leto is brilliant in suicide squad)

"How did you get out?"I asked.

"Simple really,let's just say there will be less people Arkham has to pay"he smiled his grills shinning under the light provided in the dark room.

I wasn't angry at him,I didn't know what I was feeling.

"What did you do at my apartment,how did you know where I live?".

"Well,I came to see if you were awake.But,of course you wasn't..One thing did interest me though"he smiled.

"And what would that be,Mr.J?".

"You kept saying my name"he smiled.

I said his name?Was he just saying that?Or did it actually happen?

"Right,Mr.J enough about me,would it be okay to talk about your past?"I spoke recollecting my thoughts.I only had 40 minutes left and I had already wasted the 20 minutes on my selfish thoughts.

He just nodded and lay his head back on the chair looking up at the plain,dark ceiling.

"So,let's start on your childhood..how was your childhood,Mr.J?".

"Uhh..Well it was in my childhood I got my scars"he was referring to his face scars"my father was a drinker and a fiend and one night he goes off crazier than usual.Mommy gets the kitchen knife to defend herself but he doesn't like that-not-one-bit.So,me watching..He takes the knife to her,laughing while he does it.He turns to me and says: 'Why so serious?' He comes at me with the knife 'why so serious?'he sticks the blade in my mouth.'let's put a smile on that face'".

I gasp,I hate his dad why would you do that?Who would do that,to your own son as well?

"That's terrible"I gasped.

A small smile reached his face.