My Best Friend Harley Quinn

Seven

I set down the three bodies in the alleyway.  I am almost out of breath, but not as much as I thought I would be.We've been running for awhile now and we are far from the clutches of ARGUS.

I leave Harley and the Joker close together and lay Deadshot next to Harley.

I cock my head to the side and look at the three of them.

I think Deadshot and Harley would make a good couple.

Then again, I'm biased against the Joker.

I hear Batman set down the others and turn to me.

"Let's go, before wake up." He speaks low and slowly. He holds out his hand.

I look to Harley and sigh. I turn back to him and hold out my hand. He grabs it and shoots a grappling hook gun upwards. I feel the wind from out quick movement and I look down at the group of sleeping bodies in the alleyway. Some of them look harmless, others look more sinister. We reach the top of the roof and Bruce releases me. I look over the edge and stare some more.

"How did they escape?" I ask.

"I don't know."

"Well, they came to save me, they knew ARGUS was coming after me."

"Everyone was looking for Waller." He states.

"Oh." I laugh. "Makes more sense."

"They didn't find her. Obviously." He begins. "No one knows where she is."

"You do." I smile. He looks at me. "Don't you?"

He shakes his head.

"She wanted protection, but not for herself."

"For who then?"

"Just you."

Im slightly taken aback. Why did she want me to be protected? Me, of all people, I'm a traitor, well not technically but somewhat. I tried to leave and tried to save my friend.

I back away from the edge of the building. I know it's time to go but something stops me from saying goodbye.

"You'll see her again." The Dark Knight speaks.

"I hope so." I frown and allow him to grab me. We run across the building and I see a black shape on the next building. I get ready to jump.

I push myself forward but something feels wrong.

I miss the building.

I panic and feel my body drop. I hold my hands out and wait for impact. I close my eyes

What a dumb way to die.

I brace myself for what seems like ages. The building wasn't that tall, maybe 6 or 7 buildings.

I open my eyes and see myself hovering over a couple feet over the ground. I gasp and feel my back to see if I am attached to something.

Nothing.

I panic once more and feel myself drop the rest of the way. I let out a groan as my body makes impact. I hear the sound of a zipline and watch as Bruce comes down to the ground.

"Tell me you weren't just hovering there."

"Then I would be lying." I roll over and get off the ground.

"Try again."

I jump up and I am instantly floating in the air. I let out a yelp of surprise. I hold myself steady in the air and look down to Bruce.

"What the hell." I say to myself. Evidently this is another "improvement" placed on to me when Waller allowed the scientists work on me.

I land onto the roof of the building with the flying bat machine. Bruce comes up to the roof with the aid of a grappling hook. I stare at him for a long time, waiting for him to say something. He moves past me and moves into his flying machine.

"Hop in." He speaks.

"But I can fly."

"Do you know where we are going?" He asks as he opens the hatch to get in. He climbs in the seat and looks at me.

"No, I don't." I sigh and climb aboard. There is only one other seat, I would guess for some sort of copilot. I wrack my brain trying to think of a time when he would need a copilot. I remember something Harley once told me about the Joker. I am about to ask Bruce but I bite my tongue. Now is not the place or the time.

I don't think there ever will be a place or time for a question like that.

"Ready?" He asks. I look to him and I nod curtly. He flips some switches and we lift off the ground. I watch as we rise from the ground and fly very far up in the clouds. The sun hits my eyes as we do. I can see a storm coming in from the west. It seems to be coming in very quickly and it looks dangerous. I turn to Bruce but he seems unfazed by it.

"A storm is coming." I speak up. He looks out to the storm and then back to me. I can see a sadness and darkness in his eyes that reminds me off the dark thunderclouds heading towards the city.

"A storm is always coming to Gotham."