A/n Thought the pic above was too cute not to add ;P
Accident and emergency, wide entrance with automatic sliding glass doors, ambulances lined up outside, paramedics wheeling her in on a trolly, doctors come running. I scream at the first nurse, snatching a key pass, grasping a wrist band tightly in my hand, afraid to put it on. An eternity goes by, ambulances keep arriving, more emergency cases, guess I'm low priority, someone says they've been waiting five hours, more ambulances come in, someone throws up, a panic stricken woman comes in carrying a toddler, she pushes in the queue to see the first nurse, child slumped in her arms. I bite my tongue until it bleeds.
This can't be fucking happening!
I waist no more time to search the corridors for her. They are stuffy and the air has an undertone of bleach. The disgusting smell penetrates my nostrils. The pictures on the walls are cheap benign prints of uplifting scenes and above the double doors are large blue plastic signs with the areas of the emergency room that lay ahead.
"Sir you can't-" A bullet entered her skull making me grip the gun that I had just pulled out tighter.
"Ye right, I can't." I spat
My strides increasing their pace, my head not comprehending what went wrong. But one thing was crystal clear...Harley was going to kill me for this.
My eyes scanned my surroundings, narrowing to slits as my legs carried me to the emergency room.
Through the glass I could make out the shuffling of the doctors and her lying there, unconscious on the operating table.
My hands slammed on the doors busting them open, the doctors eyes went wide and I began to feel a presence behind me.
Harley, she's here too.
"Where-" she begins and I step back letting her take in the sight that's unfolding in front of her.
Her blue eyes clouded with fear and anger, it's my fault and I know it. I shouldn't have taken her with me but she had insisted. "It's yer fucking fault!" She shouted banging her fists on my chest repeatedly.
I sigh my eyes watering.
A beeping sound brings both of us out of our trance. We glance towards our baby. She's lying lifelessly on the bed, doctors taking quick steps back afraid that I'll kill them.
Too late.
I'm fast in my actions pressing the trigger over and over until there are four corpses in the room, including our dear Lucy.
Both of us rush to her side.
Her green eyes are still open as if she's staring at something behind us. Her skin paler than it already was, her brown locks losing their shinning color.
Harley burst into a fit of cries clinging dearly onto the cold body of our four year old. Her eyes darted between me and our girl.
"You did this ta her!" She hissed her body burning up.
My hands ran through my greasy hair, trying to find comfort in my distracting actions.
"I know, I know, I know!"
"You knowing won't bring her back ta us!" She yelled
I concentrated on the footsteps that were coming closer and closer to the room we were in. "I know."
She gritted her teeth, her lips meeting Lucy's forehead. "Please..." Harley squeaked, "come back ta us."
I watched her for a while, rocking back and forth our daughter.
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Madhouse
Fanfiction[COMPLETED] [NEW 52] [BOOK2] Joker and Harley have finally settled in together, but doubt still clouds their crazy minds. Questions are raised that they have never thought of before. The struggle between normal and insanity becomes unbearable as t...
