Joke's On Us

Memories:Harley pov

It was cold. Tomorrow was Christmas Eve and I'd be spending it in a cell with soup as my dinner. I put my hair in pigtails and curled under the blankets. For the first time in my life I wanted to die. I was never getting out of here.

"Miss Quinn your session starts in ten." A nurse came in and told me. I lived in the basement of Arkham Asylum. The other residents were in normal cells upstairs. I didn't get social time like they did. A guard came in and put me in a straight jacket per usual. Ten or so other guards stood waiting. I followed them up to the office.

"Good afternoon Miss Quinn." Dr. Ford said sweetly. I wasn't in the mood. I sat on the plush couch and the guards left the room but I knew they were right behind the door.

"Yeah yeah get on with it." I heard the voices when I spoke. Another day you've been stuck in Hell. Tell her what she wants to hear and go back downstairs.

"Do you know what tomorrow is?"Dr. Ford inquired.

"Christmas Eve."

"Correct!" She acted as if it was a hard question.

"What's your point lady?" I laid back and stared at the clock.

3:14 pm

"I have a present for you."

"Yeah? And what's that?"

"I've been informed that the Joker was found. He turned himself in. He went to the New York State police station and turned himself in. He is going to be transferred here tomorrow for an evaluation. I've agreed to let you have social time at 12:00 pm tomorrow which is when Joker is coming. You'll be able to have a supervised 30 minute visit before his scheduled evaluation. Would you like that?"

My heart stopped. He turned himself in? What happened? I was going to see him! Tomorrow. It seemed like years away when it was only hours. "That means so much to me ya know." Tears dribbled down my cheeks.

The rest of the session I talked about memories with Joker.

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First Kiss

Joker had just asked me to move in with him. We were a team now. I was driving Joker back to his home. "Really?" I asked glancing at Joker who was leaning back with a beautiful smile plastered on his face.

"Yes Pooh." He looked out the window. "It would be easier and is more logical."

"Oh." I was disappointed. "Since when do you care about logic?"

"I just don't want to keep having to pick you up all the time. I hate talking to those roommates of yours: Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dumb." Joker laughed and I joined him.

"You mean Grace and Casey?"

"Eh there's no difference." I laughed again. I pulled into the parking garage and got out. "Please Harley." He stepped closer to me. I could hear my heart drumming against my chest. "I need you Harley." His voice was raspy and he held my face in his hands.

"Is there even room for me?" I asked trying to find a reason to say no.

"You know very well there's plenty of room. Just say yes Harley."

"Yes Harley." Joker laughed until he realized I said yes.

"I'm so happy to hear that." He looked down at me and I shivered. "There's nothing funny about love. " He kissed me on the lips. I kissed him back and he pulled back with a smile even bigger than before.

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Joker and I had just robbed a jewelry store and had the store clerk tied up in the back. "Should we go check on him Mr. J?"

"I suppose since we're all done here. Let's go Harl."

"Hello Mr. Jewelry man!" I waved to the light skin blond man who was tied to the chair. "How ya doing?" He shook himself around trying to talk but a washcloth was stuffed in his mouth. "Whatsa matter? C-"

"Wait Harley." Joker came back with a black cat sticker and put it over the cloth. "Proceed."

"Cat got your tongue?" I yelled out laughing. Joker threw his head back laughing.

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I was escorted back to my cell. I ate my soup and hummed to myself. Joker was okay. He turned himself in but we would get each other out. When I was done I laid down on the bed on my back.

I woke up and the lights were off. It must mean it's the middle of the night. I thought. I tossed and turned trying to go back to sleep but I couldn't. My body was wide awake with excitement. Soon I would be reunited with my Puddin. I smiled just at the thought. I didn't even know how long it'd been since I last saw Joker.

The lights came on a few hours later. This means it's 8 am. I was exhausted but I was still too restless to sleep.

Finally, I was walked upstairs and put in the waiting room. They cuffed my hands and searched me twice. I was sat in a black plastic chair. Dr. Ford then came in. "Harley.. I have some bad news for you. " My heart sunk. "The Joker... your Puddin... he passed away this morning. I just got off the phone. I'm sorry."