Descent

Chapter 4

At five minutes to ten Harleen finished adjusting her lab coat and headed out the door. She had been here long enough to know she could make it from her office to the max security session room with a minute to spare.

Though today fate was not on her side, as she rounded the corner a groan passed her lips. There stood Briggs taking up most of the space of the narrow hall. Now she would most definitely be late.

"'Bout damn time. I thought I was going to have to drag your pretty little ass to this session." He flexed what he assumed to be muscle. "Not that it would be a bad thing...for me."

Harleen wanted to gag. "Listen Briggs, I have a patient to see."

"I know, Dr. Arkham sent for me to escort you."

Harleen groaned in frustration. "I don't have time for Dr. Arkham's posturing. And I don't have time for you."

He leaned against the wall blocking her way. Briggs caught a piece of her hair and rubbed it between his fingers."I've always got time for you."

Harleen tensed when he leaned forward as if to kiss her, but thought better of it. If he wanted to be a dick she would just have to capitalize on it.

When Briggs saw her relax he closed his eyes and leaned even closer. Thinking he was right and the bitch did like it rough. He should have smacked her ass months ago if that was all it took.

She waited, coiled and ready to run. As soon as he leaned in she darted out from around him. In her haste to get away she forgot he still held a strand of her hair.

"Ouch." She hissed, but jerked her hair out if his grasp despite the pain. It wasn't anything she wasn't used to from her time with Jimmy.

Briggs rounded on her, "What the fuck Harleen? Stop being a cocktease."

She turned to stare him down. Giving him the once over, Harleen was reminded of Jimmy. Both of them the lowest organisms on the planet, out of shape and still thinking they had something to offer. That all women should fall at their feet.

"It's Dr. Quinzel. Now keep the hell away from me or you'll be sorry."

Briggs lunged for her and she pulled the stun gun from the pocket of her coat. "Do it. I dare you." Harleen held her stance, not backing down.

After all the shit he had done to her she was itching to zap his fat ass. Then an evil thought came to mind, maybe she should forget to tighten Pam's cuffs after their next session. Give the poor woman a chance to work off some of her pent-up aggression. Harleen could always vouch for her after the fact.

Shaking the fantasy from her mind she eyed the nasty piece of work before her. "Well, are you willing to try it? Or you just going to walk away?"

Briggs rubbed the back his neck. Bitch was as crazy as the inmates. He wasn't in the mood to be zapped.

Raising his hands he backed down the hall. "I'm going. We will finish this some other time." He gestured between them and let his threat hang in the air.

Harleen humped. She was really going to enjoy it when he tried. Because she wouldn't just zap him, she would make sure she zapped his balls.

Knowing she was already late and too pissed to care, Harleen stayed where she was until he was out if sight. There was no way she was going to turn her back on Briggs. Not after she had shot him down multiple times this week.

As soon as he was out of sight, Harleen headed towards the therapy room. She spotted Mateo standing guard and smiled. He was a really great guy, a family man. He was in his late thirties, two kids at home and his wife expecting a third in January. He never overstepped, or pulled the shit Briggs or the other guards tried. Yes, Harleen truly liked him.