Red Hood and Harley

A long violent day

Althea and Jerome were in a heated argument as Jason and Harley walked up to the door of their penthouse. Both froze to listen as it sounded on the verge of violence.

Althea screamed, "I don't know who you think ya are but this is MY fucking business! I will run it as I see fit!"

Jerome growled, "We are supposed to be partners dear, I'm not asking you to go on the streets and sell ass yourself, I'm telling you these girls down in the club could be making far more money!"

Althea shrieked, "I am not a pimp! They are dancers not whores!"

There was laughter and a snark, "Oh please! I can take $500 down there and fuck any of those skanks I wanted!"

Althea narrowed her eyes, "some of those skanks are my friends, watch your mouth." The growl in her voice sounded like a warning before the violence.

Harley shudder outside the door remembering a certain clown carrying the same tone.

Jerome came right back with no fear, "Yeah and if I don't watch my fucking mouth?"

Althea was silent but heavily booted footsteps bounded across the floor and there was the loud sound of skin smashing into skin. The fist connecting with Jerome's mouth was followed by spitting and laughter,

"You'll pay for that clown!"

The sounds of furniture exploding and their youngest choking caused Harley and Jason to burst into the room.

The scene before them sent Jason into a rage, flashes of every beating he had seen littered across Harley's skin rushed into his mind.

His petite daughter under her lanky red headed boyfriend as he choked her and growled into her face thrusting himself into her, "You want to protect the whores? You wanna be friends with the whores? I'll treat you like nothing more than a whore!"

Harley screamed for him to stop as Althea's eyes looked over to her half lidded.

Jerome made no motion to stop as he took the young blonde roughly with laughter, "they can't save you, it's already done whore. You'll always just be a pathetic fucking whore! Big bad ass gangster but you're still just my bi-" a bullet from Jason's gun landed between the Ginger's eyes before he could finish the last word. It had taken the raven haired man a moment for it to click this was real.

Althea sobbed as she sucked in fresh air from under her dead boyfriend. The blood from Jerome's head wound spilled all over her as Harley pulled him off and Jason stared at the scene in front of him.

Althea stood and glared at her father with a raspy voice, "You shouldn't get in my personal affairs."

Harley pulled her into an embrace, "I don't care what you said or did, nobody deserves what he was doing to you! You know that right?"

Althea stared blankly at her boyfriend's body, "I hit him first"

Jason growled, "That doesn't give him the right to do what he did to you. We came to spend time with you, go with your mom get cleaned up and I'll call Ace to help clean this up."

Althea shook her head, "No call Lou, tell him we need a clean up crew and take him to the acid downstairs. I don't trust Strange with anyone who could be interesting to bring back." Jason nodded and pulled his phone out making calls as Harley pulled her daughter down the hall.

Once Harley closed the door Althea stripped down to her underwear from the blood covered sweater and leggings and that's when Harley realized just how ugly it had gotten between the young lovers. She recognized the marks, she wore them herself at one tome. Different colored bruises in different stages of healing and pressure cuts. Bruised handprints on her hips, throat, sides and arms explained the long sleeves Al had taken to wearing however the small bump of her stomach explained the baggy sweaters and hoodies.

Harley gasped, "How long? Jesus Althea, did he know?"

Althea looked confused and then down to her stomach cringing, "No he didn't, and I think like four or five months? I didn't plan on keeping it. The goal is have it and give it to someone not spending her days blowing up the Narrows and running a crime syndicate." She shrugged, "No one should raise a child in this atmosphere. Even you knew that!"

Harley shook her head, "No no no we keep him or her with us, I'll take to staying home to raise them but you will not send your child away. Look how well it worked for me with Jesse? He came back and he was so angry. That child inside you has some loony DNA, we know how to take care of that kookiness. Others will just commit the poor kid first dead animal."

Althea stared down her mother, "I'm not raising it. I don't want to be a mother. This is on you." Harley nodded as she led the blood covered green haired girl to her bathroom to clean up.

After a long shower Althea dressed and placed her hair in twin bunches on her head and applied makeup while Harley explained the unexpected situation with their daughter to her husband.

Jason groaned, "So pretty much we're parents again?" Harley nodded looking hopeful that he would take this without yelling at the girl in the next room.

Althea bounded out of her room with smiles and giggles in a large purple hoodie and black skinny jeans. "I say we go to the club and have Ace grab some take out! Spend some time together, dinner, the unusual norm for other families? Haha pretend my dad didn't just kill my boyfriend?" She tried to sound nonchalant but her voice was still raspy and the handprints on her throat were now almost black.

Jason nodded and hugged her tight, "or we can stay in and cook dinner and catch up? I'll even invite your brothers and sister? Just the six of us?"

Harley's eyes lit up as her youngest agreed with a smile. "Let's go to the doctor Al and than we will go shopping!"

Althea frowned, "I can't just go to the doctor ya know? Wanted murderer and all?"

Harley laughed, "The doctor that helped with your brother, sister and you is still around. He specializes in discrete care. Let's go it's not an option."

Althea groaned but followed her mother out the door while Jason made calls to her siblings and Ace to get groceries.

Harley knocked softly on the back door of a quaint office in the suburbs. An older man with Snow White hair opened it with a smile as he saw Harley.

"Oh my is this lil Althea Jay? So grown up!" He pulled the green haired girl in for a hug as well, pulling the pair in. "What do I owe the pleasure of this visit to?"

Harley spoke up, "Althea here is with child she's guessing four to five months. I want her to get the full run through." She handed the doctor a roll of hundreds with a soft smile.

Althea was on a exam table nervous and in a paper gown on as the doctor wheeled in an ultrasound machine. "Blood looks good, pap looks normal now let's see and hear the little one?" He chattered happily to the two nervous ladies in front of him.

Althea lifted her gown anxiously and watched as the doctor put cold clear goo on her stomach and Harley absently touched hers remembering when she found out about Althea and the first ultrasound.

He brought the wand down onto her stomach and moved it around until a little head popped into view followed by a tiny body. The sounds of a rapid and strong heartbeat filled the room. "Good strong heartbeat, ten fingers, ten toes well developed spine and..... are we finding out what it is?"

Harley squealed "yes of course grandma needs to know!"

The doctor smiled down at Althea, "Congratulations it's a boy!"

He pointed out the penis and the green haired girl stared silently with a slight smirk, "An heir to the throne"

Harley's grin grew, so much like her biological father, her daughter was going to become attached to this little boy even if she didn't realize it yet.