Fanfic: In The Fast Lane

2: Some Insight

2 months later.

Harley was driving around with Doc, tagging along with him in his daily commute. Doc went to the office at the courthouse first. Harley spotted a big door that was cracked opened and ventured off. Doc paused and quietly followed her. She enjoyed driving around the parking area where a jury would be. Doc smiled then whistled. "Come on Har, we're only supposed to be in here during a courtroom case." he said and Harley sighed in disappoint and followed him out. He went to his office with Harley at his side. They just got a delivery of manila folders that came in a box with a tiny bit of packing peanuts. Harley investigated the box, causing it to tip over and cover her hood in packing peanuts. Doc chuckled and went to his desk with the folders. Spreading the folders out, Doc went to organize some paper work. Harley chased down the packing peanuts around the floor, catching them, blowing them, gathering them and making it "snow." hearing the door creak open, she sped to Doc's side and eyed the door. It was Sheriff.

"G'Morning, Sheriff." Doc said and Harley slowly drove out from her spot behind the desk to see him.

"Morning Doc," he leaned over to see Harley and she scrunched back. "Harley." she peeked around again and was met with a slight shove from Doc. She came out from behind the desk, but didn't move forward towards the black and white car at all.

"G-good morning, Mr. Sheriff." she squeaked out a greeting her eyes locked on a packing peanut. Sheriff chuckled.

"Good morning, Harley." He said and she continued to avoid eye contact. Sheriff drove out of the doorway and headed to Doc causing Harley to go back to her safe spot beside him, which then caused Doc to chuckle with a small smile.

"Doc, I need to talk to you about some, uh… 'County stuff' and whatnot." Doc furrowed his eye rims and then Sheriff glanced at Harley who looked back with her usual wide eyes. Sheriff then cleared his throat. "Uh… Doc, could you…" he gestured a tire at Harley and Doc looked over and nodded in understanding.

"Oh, of course… Hey, Har." Doc said as he lowered his chassis to her.

"Yea-er... Yes, sir?" Harley asked politely, trying to remind herself of her manners.

"Harley, how's about you make your way to Flo's?" Harley looked up at Doc with fear glinting in her eyes. They read "Like, alone?" Doc gave a reassuring smile. "Don't worry, you'll be fine. I'll meet you there, okay?" Harley sighed, her eye rims furrowed in anxious frustration.

"...Okay..." she said at last and slowly made her way to the door. She looked back with her mirrors as she left. She saw Sheriff beginning to talk to Doc but didn't catch a single word he said.

Once outside the courthouse, she found Red doing his daily watering of the court house plants. She stopped and looked at the massive vehicle who had yet to notice her there. She cautiously went around him and got sprinkled with water. Red then saw her and gave her an apologetic look.

"I-it's okay." she muttered to him and was met with a warm smile then Red turned away and continued his routine

Passing by Ramone's, she could smell the scent of a new paint job from earlier, but no Impala was in sight. She assumed he was where he usually was: his wife's cafe. She noted that his paint might still be wet and not to bother him.