Reborn

Prologue

Harleen's POV

The sound of my Louboutin's hitting the floor,
echoed through the hallway of Arkham Asylum as I was making my normal morning route to my office where I would start off the day with a one to one session with my favourite patient, The Clown Prince of Crime.

Over the past few sessions with the infamous Joker I've learned some dark and intense information about before he became the face that he puts on for everyone to see and fear. I can't tell whether he is lying to me like every other psychiatrist that's seen him but when he shares these moments with me I look into those bright blue eyes and I can almost feel his pain.

Pain that I can relate to.

Pain that makes us seem similar.

Pain that makes me realise that deep down he's normal, just like me.

Lost in my train of thought I didn't even hear the knock on my office door. The second knock came a lot louder and awoke me from my deep thought.

Knowing exactly who it was I quickly responded

"Sorry. Please come in"

The door creaked open to expose the green haired god himself. I couldn't help but being lost in his piercing blue eyes.

Control yourself Harleen, my inner self was saying.

"Dr Quinzell. Don't you look ravishing today" I couldn't contain the rosy red colour creeping up to my cheeks and the butterflies forming in my stomach. I heard the so familiar laugh coming out of Mr J's mouth. He knew I was wrapped around his finger and I'd do anything for him.

"So Mr J shall we get on with this session?" I muttered hoping that I'd come out of this session with some sort of self-control.

His red painted smile put me in a trance as he leaned across the table in his plain white straight jacket. The butterflies formed again as I started to lose control of myself. I wanted him to lean across the table and kiss me. Correction I needed it.

"I need a favour Dr." He whispered in my ear sending a shiver down my spine making my body react in ways I didn't think it would.

"Anything, I mean yes" I managed to spat out my body still in a frenzy wanting him to touch me.

"I need a machine gun" I looked at him trying to decide on what I'd say and what to do. Half of me wanted to say 'No are you crazy' and then the other wanted to say 'Yes Mr J'. He awakened a part of me that wanted to do absolutely anything to please him. Gathering my thoughts together I spoke words that scared the half of me that was sane.

"Yes Mr J"

I heard the knock on the door for the third time today letting me know that today's session was over but I knew there wasn't going to be a session tomorrow because the Joker was breaking out and I was going with him whether he wanted me to or not.

Well there goes my self-control...