"We're gonna get through this, okay?" "Thanks Har--" before you finished your sentence, you turned to Harley and noticed that she was looking down at her sandwich, not at you. Without her noticing, you rolled your eyes and thought, it's only a sandwich! Once again, you were snapped out of your thoughts when your body suddenly hit the ground, with Harley's following soon after. You heard a devastated "no!" as you now laid in the street. It didn't take you long to find out why. You saw that Harley's sandwich was now on the ground, the various ingredients sprawled out all over the street.. Harley was crying, reaching out to her now dismembered sandwich.
Before you could really process the sight in front of you, the truck that you had seen in the alley was now racing down the street. "Freeze!" The officer was pointing a gun at the both of you and Roman's driver was right behind her with his gun pointed as well.
You could see the anger on Harley's face. She turned around to see the truck coming and stood up quickly. You did exactly what she did, mirroring her every step. You looked up to see the officer's attention drawn to the truck heading straight for you guys. When Harley took notice of her focus being elsewhere, she grabbed a bag of trash and threw it on the officer, some also ending up on Roman's driver as a sweet little bonus. In the middle of all this chaos, the officer shot her gun at the man in the truck. The bullet went right through his head! The truck, (now without a driver) was swerving right towards you and Harley! Without saying a single word, she took your wrist and before you could even really process, you were holding onto the roof of a store, clear from danger.
"I owe you for that one." You said as you were trying to catch your breath. "No worries! I just didn't want you to end up like Roman's driver." You looked down. "Roman's--oh god." You were greeted with the sight of his body squished under the truck.
"Follow me!" Harley started to climb up a ladder and you followed right behind her, attempting to process what the hell just happened.
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Femme Fatale.
FanfictionTurns out, I wasn't the only dame in Gotham looking for emancipation. A Birds of Prey X Reader.