Impulse

Third option

"Third option eh? Do tell." He lowered his eyes to her lips and leant in.

Harley took a deep breath, inhaling his musky scent. Her whole body trembled and the rapidly closing distance between them. She wanted this so badly, she wanted him so badly. But she needed to regain control, after all she's his doctor, she wasn't about to jeopardize her whole medical career for some passing crush.

"I hope this is just a crush."

With her lips now fluttering against his ear, she could feel his chest rising and falling against hers. Harley closed her eyes and rolled her head back briefly, thinking about this situation, if it were under different circumstances.

The Joker chuckled at her reaction, which caused Harley to bounce back to reality.

With wide eyes, she finally gave her answer. "Panic button." She whispered slowly into his ear and smirked. She pressed the little red button that was neatly concealed in her lab coat pocket. His eyes shot back to hers with a mixture of confusion and anger.

"Oh she's clever, you little tease."

"You conniving little-" The Joker was suddenly interrupted when Sam and another guard burst through the door. They rushed over to him instantly and began ripping him away from Harleen. Now having a firm grip on him, the orderly's pinned him against the table, shoving his head into the cold surface.

"Take Mr Joker back to his cell, our session is over now." Harleen said, trying desperately to not sound scared.

The guards loosened their grip to pull the Joker off the table. This idiotic move allowed the Joker a small window of opportunity to get away. He broke free form the guards and lunged at Harleen.

J threw his body into hers and pinned her against the wall. He slammed his hands either side of her neck, so the chains on his cuffs were now constricting her breathing.

Harley gasped in a mixture of shock and excitement. Her hands instinctively shot up and began clawing at his wrists, at the hope by some miracle he would let go.

"You know what Sweetheart...I could just end you right now." He growled darkly.

Giving up at clawing at his wrists, Harley started to pull at the chain. Joker chuckled at her desperate attempts and pulled his wrists further away, tightening the grip around her throat.

Her lungs were on fire, desperately trying to draw in oxygen, her veins pumped with an unfamiliar feeling as her windpipe started to crumple under the Joker's harsh grip.

Harleen's eyes started to cloud over, everything became blurry apart from his perfectly pale face.

"Stop." She gasped with what felt like her last breath. She stared into his foggy blue eyes hoping to find a piece of mercy in them.

He glared down at her, practically feeling her pulse thump against the metal chains. He sort out her own eyes, trying to find the fear within them. But he couldn't, no matter how hard he tried, it just wasn't there. This angered him beyond belief and he puled even harder on the rusty metal link that were now dragging against the flash on her neck.

"I will ask you again Doctor, and next time you better answer." He purred. Joker suddenly pulled away from her and admired the red indented line across her throat. He pulled his hand up to the side of her face and stroked her cheek gently.

Without his body to keep her upright, Harley began to slide down the wall. He watched her fall and smiled smugly to himself.

The Joker's smile soon fell when he felt something sharp pierce his skin. He stumbled backwards, and his eyes rolled to the back of his head.

A shot of electricity from one of the guards Tasers had grabbed onto his shoulder blades and shocked him with enough vaults to render him unconscious. J dropped to his knees and he fell beside Harley.

"Are you okay Dr Quinzel?" Sam stepped over the Joker's body and extended his arm to Harley, she took it and scrambled to her feet. Dizziness took over her small body and she stumbled suddenly, crashing into Sam's chest.

He pulled his arms around her and propped her back up on her feet.

"I'm fine, I'm fine," Harleen shoved the guard away. "Just make sure he's taken to the medical ward to have a routine check and then sedated and put in solitary for 24 hrs. You know the drill."

Sam nodded and stepped away, both guards dragged the Joker out of the room and down to the medical ward. It had all happened so quickly, she barely had time to process what had happened. Harleen sat back on her chair with her head in her hands, letting a small tear escape her eyes.

The near death experience hadn't scared her, it excited her, it lit up all the veins in her body. Her finger tips buzzed at the memory of her skin making contact with his.

Harley placed her hand over her mouth and screamed into it, letting more tears fall down her now flushed face.

She just couldn't understand why, why it felt so good to be at his mercy.