We began walking out into the open centre of the building. We started walking across the bridge connecting the two sides when more gunfire rained down on us. I ducked for cover and ran back over to the doorway we just came through. I took out my gun and tried to shoot in the direction of the shots coming at us. 

"Where you been, Homie?" Deadshot yelled at El Diablo.

"This ain't my fight!"

"You know what? You don't stand for shit. You ain't about shit!"

"Don't touch me, man!" Deadshot started getting in Diablo's face and taunting him, pointing fingers and him. 

"I'm touching you, What you gonna to do? Huh" 

"Do you wanna see something?"

"Oh you know I do."

El Diablo moved to the side and stood at the railing. He brought his hands up towards the open centre. His hands ignited and fire shot from his hands in streams. The yellow flames lit up the dark space. The hostiles were dropping like flies off the railing and own to the bottom. 

I looked at the scene in astonishment, "Damn boy, didn't know you had it in you."

Diablo looked back over to Deadshot, heavily breathing as if he had run a marathon. "I was just trying to get you there. We good, right?" Deadshot had his hands out. 

Harley jumped on El Diablo and pulled him into a hug, "I knew you would come through!" She kissed his cheek. Anger swirled within me, I huffed and turned my head from them I curled my upper lip to keep myself from speaking. 

I followed Rick wanting to get this mission over with already. He burst a hole through the thick cement wall creating a circular hole. I walked through the hole and started to scale the tall stairs. "I've got to work on my cardio." Harley and I said at the same time , both of us breathing profusely. We looked at each other and turned away. I laughed while she looked down the staircase and froze for a minute. I frowned, watching her stare looked as if she was playing a movie in her mind. 

I walked up to the next flight of stairs where she was. I reached out, "Har-"

She pulled her gun out pointing it towards me, right between my eyes. "Woah! Easy now it's just me." I put my hands up.

"Have you ever been in love?" She asked softly, the gun wavering slightly. 

"No." I looked down at my feet.

"Bullshit."

"You don't kill as many people as I have and still sleep at night if you let yourself feel things like love."

She huffed and dropped her gun, "Another textbook sociopath."

She turned around and started walking up the stairs. "Why do you stay with him?" I blurted out. She turned back around to face me, "The Joker mean, I've heard some horrible things he's done to you." 

"When you fall in love you will understand, love makes you do crazy things and stay with crazy people."

"You deserve better." My heart quickened as she went down a step towards me. 

"Why?" Her eyes bore into mine, confusion painted all over her face.

"You might be absolutely crazy, but I know that deep down you care about people and want the best for them." Another step.

"We've only met today, how could you possibly know this?"

"I've heard about you and how amazing you are for a long time from Ivy." I look down at my feet. "It hurts when I see you all over the newspapers next to Joker." 

I feel and hand under my chin and see that Harley's right in front of me inches away from my face. I could smell her slightly minty breath as it mixed with mine. I looked down and back up at her red lips; I felt myself slowly leaning in as if the gravity of her lips were inescapable. I sucked in a shaky breath as her head reached it way closer to mine. 

"Siren, Harley hurry the hell up!" Deadshot's voice rang throughout the quiet staircase  We both jumped back, and I brought my eyes to the floor as she looked at the railing. The loud sound of the door being kicked open filled my ears. I sighed as I trudged my way up the stairs.

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Sorry for the short chapter, hopefully, the next will be longer :)