She's Mine (Joker x Harley Quinn)

Chapter 1. First Meeting

Harley's Pov:

I wake up to the sound of my alarm going off. I hate that stupid thing, I wish it would stop. I threw it across the room hearing the sound stop. "Look's like I need to buy a new one.....again." I say. I slowly get up to take a shower. I put on my clothes, do my hair, grab my keys, and drive off in my car. I reached the Arkham Asylum ready to do more paperwork. I cured all my patients and I am very happy with myself. I walk in and show the guards my badge. They open the door. I'm about to walk to my office when one of the guards, Ryan stopped me. "Your boss wants to see you in his office." he says. I groan. "Ugh." I say going to my office to put my things down. I close my door and walk to his office. I knock on his door. "Come in." he says. I walk in. His hands motion me to sit down. Following his instructions I sit down. He walks around the room with a folder in his hands. "Dr. Quinzel, your the best doctor here and the whole staff chose you to have this patient." he says walking over to me and placing the folder down in front of me. I slowly open the folder and am shocked when I see the Joker's picture. "S-sir I'm not s-sure if I-I can cure this pa-patient." I stutter. "But Dr. You cured everyone you've worked with" he says. "But he is one of the most incurable patients, I'm not sure I can do this." I say doubting myself. "You can do anything if you put your mind to it." he says, "Just try it out." "OK sure." I say. "Good your first meeting is now." he says. "WHAT" I scream. "Go on now." he says.

I walk out the office and there's a guard waiting for me. "Are you ready for your first meeting ma'am" they ask. "I sure am." I say feeling confident. 5 other guards lead me to the room. They unlock the door. I walk in seeing Joker in a straight jacket, his hair all messy. I sit down in the chair across the table from him. I look at the guards pointing guns at him. "You can leave now." I say a bit annoyed. They still stand there. "It's going to be hard to concentrate on my patient with you in here, now leave." I say standing up pointing to the door. I wait until they leave. Satisfied I sit back down in my chair. "Hello I will be your psychiatrists until your cured or they take me off your case" I say looking down not wanting to look at him. He starts laughing insanely. "Cured, I can't be cured baby." he says laughing once more. "I'm not your baby." I say looking up admiring his features. Red lips, silver teeth, green hair which anyone would notice, white pale skin, a tattoo on his forehead which says 'damaged', and his beautiful green eyes. I stare at his eyes, they are beautiful orbs of green. I keep staring. He smirks. "Take a picture, it'll last longer." he says. I snap out of it, feeling embarrassed I ask the first question. "So how's your past" I ask. I clearly know the answer. I read everything about him. All his other doctors treated him like shit so that's why I'm trying this new approach where I am to be his friend. "Well it all starts when I was born" he starts. A little while later, he's still going. My eyes water as he tells me his past. I start panicking as I realize that my past is not that different from his. My thoughts are interrupted when he says, "My dad used to abuse me" he says laughing like a maniac. My past is like his. I can't let him know, he'll try to make me like him. If my past is so similar to his, how come I didn't turn out like him? I feel a tear slide down my cheek. "If I wasn't in this straight jacket I would wipe your tears away" he says. "W-what" I say, my voice breaking. "Don't cry baby my past is just a joke." he says laughing. "For the last time, I'm not your baby." I say getting angry. "Now that's better, get angry" he says snickering. I calm down and ask the second question. "How did you get the-" I say getting cut off by the opening of the door.

"Your time is up" Ryan says holding open the door for me. I gather my papers and walk to the door. "Goodnight Joker" I say looking at him. His smile fades. "That's Mr.J to you" he smiles again showing his silver teeth. The way he tells he calla me baby, tells me what to do, his voice, I think I'm in love with my patient. I smile back. "Goodnight Mistah J." I say finally leaving. The door locked behind me. Getting in my car, I go home.