I sat on my bed, my knees held to my chest. I knew Joker killed people, I'd seen it with my own eyes, but I never thought he'd hurt Harley.

In the time that I was away from him, I learned a lot more, They had gotten together about five years before, she was a psychiatrist at Arkham, just like me. Her name was Harleen quinzell and her patient, you guessed it, was the joker.

She was thought very highly of, her goal for Arkham was to cure every patient handed to her. She had thought she was curing him, when in fact, she was falling in love. Things went terribly wrong when she snuck in a phone and gun for the joker. He used the gun to first get out of his cell then called his henchman to kill practically everyone in Arkham.

Harleen had been lucky and not killed, however, the joker had other plans for her and tortured her until she had gone insane. Then as if it weren't enough, he pushed her into a tub of acid at ace chemicals, making her skin pale white just like his.

After that, they became the king and queen of Gotham, no one messed with them. The rest they say is history.

So to see him hurt someone, who I thought was the only one he had every loved, so badly that she couldn't move scared me. Sure he said he wouldn't kill me, but how close would he get to it.

He had almost ended me before, If I wasn't stitched up at that hospital, I would've bled out. It scared me and I just wanted to go to sleep.

Slowly but surely my thoughts started to calm down and I fell into what I thought would be a peaceful sleep although it was plagued with nightmares.

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I woke up in a strange place, It was dark and wet and there were trees all around me. I got up and realized I was wearing a dress, looking down at where I was just laying I saw a pile of leaves.

What the hell is going on? Where am I?

I started to walk and finally saw a light come into view. I ran towards it and saw that it was Arkham asylum.

Oh thank god, I'm safe.

I smiled to myself as I started to sprint towards it. No joker, no harley, just patients. But suddenly two guards started running towards me yelling:

"ITS HER! GET HER BEFORE SHE ESCAPES AGAIN!"

Escapes? What were they talking about?

They both grabbed onto my arms and aggressively started pulling me inside. Once we were inside I saw a group of people waiting and they let out a collective sigh of relief when they saw me.

"Oh thank god you got her back."

I shook my head, I was so confused. I finally looked down at my 'dress' and realized it wasn't one, It was a patient gown. That's when I started to freak out, They were pulling me down the halls of Arkham and I tried to break free.

"I'M NOT CRAZY! LET ME GO! I WORK HERE, YOU MUST'VE MADE A MISTAKE."

"No Autumn, you're forgetting again. You haven't worked her in three years. Batman captured you a few months ago when the joker just left you after a fight."

"T-The joker left me? No! I hate him! Why would I be anywhere near him."

"Sure hun, you hate him, That's why you married him."

They unlocked the secured hallway walking me down and I tried to make sense of what was happening. They took me into the large dining hall and everyone turned to look at me as they uncuffed me and left.

"Hey look, the Jokers doll is back."

I looked over to who had said that and saw penguin, he gave me a menacing grin as he got up like many others walking towards me. Most were men, most likely enemies of the Joker, but there was one girl. Harley.

They all came towards me as I shook against the locked metal door.

"Aw look boys she's scaared. That's whatcha get for stealin' mah puddin'."

Harley said and she was the first to reach me. Suddenly she stabbed me with the end of a plastic spoon and I screamed out in pain as it went deep into me. Then everyone came at me, punching kicking, stabbing you name it.

I cried on the floor, coughing up blood and wishing someone would save me, although I knew there was no one.

This couldn't be real, I have to be dreaming.

I bit my bloody lip as I started to slowly repeat the same line to myself, trying to wake up:

"Wake up. Its just a nightmare."

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I woke up screaming and kicking. I realized I was no longer in Arkham and that I was back in my room, which wasn't much better but at least I wasn't going through immense pain.

I looked out my window, which no longer had bars on them and saw that it was already night. There was no moon however and the stars seemed duller then usual. I sighed and ran a hand through my hair that was drenched with sweat.

"disgusting."

I couldn't stay in this room alone anymore, I needed to be with someone. But the only person here was Harley and the Joker.

I stayed at my window a little longer trying to calm down by myself but I couldn't, the dream was just to real, to frightening. I had nightmares before sure, but this one put me on edge more then others, I never wanted to be locked away like a crazy person.

Finally I gave up and decided to go to Harleys room, I was sure she was hurt anyways and although she hated my guts I felt bad for her. Even if she did stab me with a spoon in my dream. On top of that, we got along well when I was her doctor and I needed another woman to talk to.

I opened the metal door that lead to the hallway and looked around, it was pitch black but I could tell there were no henchmen. I started to walk towards the direction I knew Harleys room was and spotted some light coming from her door.

It was slightly ajar and I could see in a bit but I decided to knock anyways instead of just barging in. Unlike the joker, she didn't ask who I was or why I was bothering her, she just opened the door and looked at me.

She was slightly shorter then me, reminding me of my best friend cassie who I missed so much. She glared at me and I realized I was staring at her.

"Um sorry, I just wanted to see how you were and um maybe talk?"

I asked akwardly and scratched my neck biting my lip, she continued glaring at me but then sighed and smiled as the opened her door and walked in. I walked in behind her and closed the door.

"I heard ya scream, what was that bout?"

"Oh um, nightmare."

"Really? Whatcha dream bout?"

"You actually, you stabbed me. I was in Arkham."

She laughed and sat on her bed, patting next to her. I was surprised by how easily she had let me in and didn't seem mad at me.

"Don't worry, I wouldn't do that to ya."

"Thanks"

I smiled and she nodded, I noticed her wounds now that I looked at her more. She had a black eye, stitched in her cheek, her color bone had a cut right on top of it and right above her clevage, a huge bruise started.

"Do you love him?"

"Huh who? Mistah J?"

"Yeah."

"How could I not love him? He loves me lots and he got me out of that terrible asylum. He makes my life exciting."

"But he beats you! Don't you ever want to leave him?"

"He just gets mad sometimes and usually its my fault...But I know things no one else does about him."

"You mean lies? Harley, he had you the moment you were assigned him. Do you really believe he loves you?"

"They aren't lies! I know they aren't and anyways, I'm the only one puddin' ever shows emotions in front of."

"He broke down earlier in front of me, started crying, talking about how he was a hideous monster."

"w-what?! But...No..."

I nodded, I felt bad, I didn't want to make her upset but she was in an abusive relationship and if she kept it up, one day he might kill her. She wiped some tears that spilled from her eyes and looked at me.

"I think he loves you."

"What? No, No No."

"Yes he does, he wouldn't just protect anyone. You're the one he truly wants, I'm just an old toy to puddin now."

I shook my head, I couldn't believe what she was saying. She couldn't mean this, she was so in love with him. How could she just suddenly be giving up?

"I think I always knew. That he didn't love me, y'know. But I think, I think he truly does love you, or feels something towards you."

"No Harley, he tortures me, you should see the things he's done."

"Because he doesn't understand those emotions. Most people try not to hurt the people they love, but all he knows is pain."

"He's trying to make me go crazy..."

"So you'll never leave him. He thinks if you're the same, you'll stay with him."

It all seemed to make sense and I realized I was talking to the sane part of Harley, the bit of Harleen that was still in her. I smiled and held her hands in mine.

"Well it doesn't matter because I don't love him, now lets stop talkin bout that maniac. I want to know more about you."

She smiled and we giggled as we started to talk about girly things. Memories, friends even boys. Apparently Harley had a small crush on bruce wayne. I could see me and Harley becoming best friends.

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I almost got stuck on this chapter because I know what I want in the far future like chapters 20+ but I'm trying to slowly work up to it. but believe me, its harrrrrd. 

*cough* like the jokers dick ;) *cough*

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This chapter was about 600 or 700 more words them a regular length chapter, so it is a little longer.

Thats all I have to say.

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