In Too Deep

19

Sweet Dreams (Are Made of This) by Marilyn Manson

"Dr. Quinzel, to what do i owe this pleasure?" Strange asks as I enter his office and I sit down before him.

"I want to be there" I say and he smiles.

"Be where?" he asks and I rest my hands on the wooden desk.

"During your...therapy sessions...with The Joker" I tell him and he sits up in his seat.

"I don't follow" he says with a simple shake of his head.

"I want to be there while you shock him. Today" I repeat myself.

"Why? I'm not quite sure you can handle that type of scene" I stand up and head for the door.

"I'll be there at 11" and with that I leave his office.

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I stand behind the one way mirror, staring at the set up before me. I wait patiently as Strange begins to prepare everything for when Jack arrives.

He beckons me over and I walk into the room.

"Do you wish to simply observe or...join in on the fun Dr. Quinzel?" he asks but before I can give him my answer we're interrupted.

"He's here" Ms. Peabody announced as she walks up beside me. I look to her then back at him. He smiles shoo's me away.

I go back to my old spot and shut the door behind me. I watch as Tommy brings Jack in.

In a matter of minutes he's settled into the bed, strapped in and ready to go.

"I have a surprise for you today Joker" Strange announces after Tommy leaves. Ms. Peabody brings around the machine and prepared to adjust the metal contraption onto his head.

"Is it my birthday?" Jack says sarcastically and laughs.

"Close" he looks towards the mirror and I can tell he's staring straight at me. He bends his fingers, calling me forward. I swallow thickly and open the door.

My heels click agains the floor which alerts Jack of a new presence. He sits up as much as he can and his face drops.

"Doctor Quinzel! How could you? I thought we came to an understanding" he groans and I approach him.

"This session will be instructed by her, have fun" he whispers the last part to me as he pays me on my shoulder.

I rest my hands on the cushion below him, supporting his body.

"I'm going to kill you" he looks at me with a smile.

"I'm going to grab your pretty brown hair and slit your throat open. I'm going to enjoy watching you bleed out in front of me" he chuckles and tries to wiggle his way out of the restraints, but it's no use, there's no way out.

"Answer my questions honestly and we won't have issues J" I say softly. I turn the knob to a very low 3.

"Why were you in Blackgate?" I ask. He shrugs his shoulders and I shake my head.

"If you would just work with me J, this could go a lot quicker. I place the tongs at his temples and he clenches his teeth. His muscles strain but he does his best to keep his composure.

"Why do you care Doctor? This was before your time" he states.

"Why were you in Blackgate?" I ask again.

"I killed my family" he says.

"Wrong answer" I press the tongs to him again.

"How would you know?" he asks as I remove the metal.

"You didn't know me back then. How would you know if i'm lying or not?" he questions me.

"Why were you in Blackgate?" I say more intently.

"I don't fucking know" I turn the power up one dialect and press the metal to his head.

"You bitch" he spits out as it stops.

"Why were you in Blackgate J?" he groans.

"Why do you keep calling me J?" he asks and I press the tongs to his temples.

"I can't fucking remember why I got into Blackgate" I press it again, this time for longer.

"When I get out your the first person to die. But i'm gonna make it last" he laughs and I repeat myself.

"I'm going to slit your throat so slowly you'll want to do slit it yourself you stupid bitch" I up the power by 1 so now we're halfway there.

"Who'd you kill to get into Blackgate Jack?" I ask and his eyes widen.

"Why do you keep calling me that?!" he yells and i zap him again.

"Answer the question"

"Fuck you" he yells and I up it again, I hold the tongs for longer.

"I hope you fucking die you dumb cunt. I cant wait to fucking kill you" he spits out through clenched teeth. Spit flies out of his mouth. I chuckle and wipe it away from my face.

"What did you do Jack?" i ask once more and turn the power to 8.

"Nothing" he smirks and I hit him with the juice.

"Tell me" I yell as I hold it against him.

"God—fuck" he groans and his back arches off the bed.

"Who J? Who?!" I scream.

"Some bitch! And Id do it again" at this i turn the power to 10, the highest it can take.

I press the tongs to his temple and watch as his eyes roll back. He remains with his teeth clenched and his back arched. His fists are clenched and his muscles seem to strain again his skin. He moans in pain and I relish in the feeling it gives me to hear his cries.

I release him and he blinks slowly. I can see him fading in and out of consciousness. I grab his jaw and turn it away from me as I bend down to whisper something in his ear.

"And it's Harley Quinn to you motherfucker"