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Chapter 11

A Meeting


A momentary truce was called and the Joker and Scarecrow set a place and
time they would meet. A neutral place where neither of them would have the
advantage or disadvantage. Both men arrived at the same time and stood across
from each other, their own men standing behind each of them heavily armed.


�You certainly have managed to destroy half of Gothom coming after
me.� Joker said, �Not that I mind really, I find fire to be quite appealing
. . . and of course everything burns.�


�You�ve done your fair share of destruction these past few weeks.�
Scarecrow answered, �What ever happened to the good old days, when criminals
simply fought the law and justice system instead of each other? Hmmm?�


Joker sighed and looked at his watch, �Look . . . I have better things
to be doing, messages I�d rather be sending to the citizens of Gothom . . .
and there is really only one way to end this war, isn�t there.�


�Your gruesome and painful death?� Scarecrow said.


�Actually I would like nothing more then to tear off your head and
place it on a pike at the foot of my bed, and use your eyeballs for marbles . .
. but that won�t get me what I want.� Joker pointed out. �I�m sure
it�s not what you would want either. So I�ll make this plain and simple.�


�That would be a nice change of pace.� The Scarecrow snapped wishing
to be anywhere but here.


�You can either give me back Harley, or all the information in the
universe about you, your experiments, your drug houses, and plans can
mysteriously appear in the confines of the M.C.U. You�re entire operation will
be brought down in a matter of hours, and you�ll be once again an inmate in
your home sweet home.� Joker said decidedly. �And you know, by way of the
officers there, Batman will be sure to find you before they do.


Scarecrow was hardly expecting this. He starred at the Joker wondering if
he was bluffing to have as much information as he claimed about his operations.
But the small smile at the corner of the Jokers mouth seemed to say volumes, and
he would gleefully hand crane over to the law in a box.


�I don�t have her. If your sources were as good and attentive as you
seem to suggest, then you would already know that.� Crane said in a forceful
voice. �She was taken back into custody and transferred out of the city.�


�Oh, so I see you�re as good at keeping hostages as you are at making
deals.� The Joker scoffed. �Can I assume then that the Batman has taken an
interest in my Harley that he keeps stealing her away?�


�I suppose you could say that. I�m beginning to think he�s doing it
to simply aggravate us.� Crane loathed to used the word �us� in reference
to both himself and the Joker but it seemed true enough.


�If you had simply left her be and allowed her to come home to me, none
of this would have happened in the first place. She would be safely . . . .�
The Joker stopped and his look darkened, his eyes turning towards the Scarecrow.
�Back off. I�m going after Harley, and if I see you or any of your men
around her or on her trail . . . no professional courtesy will be given.�

Trudging


Harley walked along side the road, kicking a rock in front of her every
few steps. She had gotten her bearings and the direction back to the city, but
with no way to travel except by foot, it was going to take a bit of time. She
was better now, the drugs had left her system and she could think clearly. No
more clouded fog of an existence hung around her.


A frown adorned her face where a smile would have usually been, her face
was covered in dirt, and her feet were bare. She wore a jacket that was three
sizes to big for her wrapped around her to keep her as warm as possible as she
continued to march. It was hard to feel happy. Everything that had happened to
her these past few months was wrong in so many ways.


Crane had become the face in her nightmares, the one person she feared
more then anything, since he first took her case when he was still the owner of
the asylum. He was cruel, he was mean, and the things he did to her . . . were
unspeakable in nature. Her happiness had become Mr. J. Every breath she took was
dedicated to him, and she couldn�t wait to see him again. But her heart sank
to think that he wouldn�t want her back now that she had been with Crane again
for so long.


Not liking the silence, she began to sing to herself, �If you go out in
the woods today, you sure for a big surprise . . . if you go out in the woods
today, you better be in disguise . . .� Her singing was making her feel a
little lighter, and she continued her song. It wasn�t long before she was
skipping and humming a tune as she continued her journey down the road.
�Because every bear, that ever there was, will gather there together because .
. . today�s the day the teddy bears have their picnic!�

Rewards


The Batman stood behind Gordon as he gave him an update on the progress
of the search for Harley. �We found the body of the missing E.M.T officer that
was with the convoy. He was tortured to death. It was hours before he finally
passed away. The marks and cuts all over his body . . . were extensive.�


�For her to be so angry it must mean that whatever Crane gave her has
worn off. She�s out of control.� Batman added.


�Well, we�ve sent out an alert regarding her possible whereabouts,
and set a reward of 500,000 dollars to anyone with information on her leading to
her arrest. But knowing this city . . . there will probley be massive casualties
before anyone gets the nerve to step forward with what they know.� Gordon said
with a sigh.


�It won�t take long after she reaches the city limits for her to
surface again. She�s not even being careful about who she slaughters or where
she leaves them.� Batman said.


�Waiting for bodies to start turning up to find her isn�t exactly my
idea of a responsible man hunt.� Gordon said shaking his head.


�She�s learned to stay off the radar, and avoid people. Otherwise we
would have heard something by now.�


�We better be fast in picking her up once she surfaces . . . otherwise
the citizens of Gothom are going to have something to say about this.�

The Joke�s On You


Harley was curled up on a couch, the oversized coat doubling as a blanket
to keep out the cold. She was hard asleep, having walked for hours on end and
having been unable to find food again.


The door slowly creaked open as someone moved closer to the sleeping girl
on the couch. Harley had found what looked like an old washcloth and turned it
into a bunny rabbit, and clutched it close against her while she slept.


Shaking his head Crane kept his voice low, �Still acting as though your
four, amazing.�


It had been difficult to find her, and he had narrowed his search party
down to him and two others. Leaving all of his men behind to keep an eye on his
investments and operations


However, just outside, another interested party was closing in on the
site quickly.


�Ba dum ba dum ba da da da dum . . .� The Joker hummed while walking
around the old run down building., his men closing in all around. His sources
had spotted Harley, and he�d followed her trail here. He walked up to the door
seeing small footprints in the mud, that were Harley�s size. �Today�s the
day the teddy bears have their picnic . . .� He said saying the last line of
the song he�d been humming.


Crane stood over Harley looking down at her, preferring not to wake her
up right at this moment. She would be easier transported if she was kept asleep.
Reaching into his pocket, he took out a bottle of Chloroform and his
handkerchief.


�You just really can�t take a hint, can you.� The Scarecrow jerked
around to see the Joker standing in the doorway. �Didn�t I tell you what
would happen if I saw you anywhere near her again?�


The Scarecrow rolled his
eyes in frustration. He was sure that he would be the first to find Harley and
not have to share his find. �You have a talent for showing up where you�re
not wanted, Joker.� He said with a glare. �Jane belongs with me. She was
under my care from the first time she was brought to Arkum . . . she is mine.�


The Joker started to laugh and grinned from ear to ear, �I see . . . so
you think seniority would dictate who she goes with now? I�ve got a better
idea . . . why don�t we see just who it is she wants to walk out of here
with?� Raising his gun above his head he fired two shots into the ceiling
above causing Harley to jump to her feet holding the jacket around her.


It took her a moment to wake up and see whom she was with. The first face
she saw was Crane�s and it made her whole body twinge as she shied back away
from him a little. Then, her eyes moved to see the face painted with black, red,
and white paint, The jagged smile smeared across his mouth covering the scars
his face bore. Harley�s eyes lit up as her heart jumped in her chest, �Puddin�!�
She said as she dropped the jacket and ran to him throwing her arms around him
and hugging him tight. The Joker began to laugh hysterically as he looked at
Crane again, �Didn�t even have to ask, and it looks as though she�s made
her choice.�


Crane�s blood began to boil, as he stepped forward, �Jane doesn�t
know what she wants, she�s a confused little child . . . it�s better that
she�s with me! At least I can take care of her properly.�


Joker turned his gun on Crane causing him to stop and freeze in his
tracks. �Maybe now we can turn our attentions to who deserves them, instead of
fighting a war between ourselves. The Batman could have been long since dead by
now if you weren�t so interested in playing hot potato with my girl.�


Harley�s eyes lit up as a smile swept her face when Joker said �my
girl�. That feeling of happiness that had been long since absent filled her
again as she hugged to Joker even tighter.


�You�re not walking out of here with her.� Suddenly two armed men
appeared from doorways in the small house cocking their weapons and removing the
safety�s ready to fire.


�How about none of us walk out of here at all?� The Joker said
reaching into his pocket, and taking out what looked like an oversized grenade.
He pulled the pin with his teeth and spat it out on the floor, holding it up
where everyone could see it. �It would give you a spectacular view of Gothom.
40 feet up and I�ll bet you could see the narrows from here.�


Crane frowned, as he looked at Harley and Joker. Neither of them seemed
in the least bit worried about dying or afraid of blowing themselves to hell and
back. They were insane, it was crystal clear just how mad they were right at
this moment. �This isn�t over.� He growled.


The Joker scooted Harley behind him with his elbow as the backed out of
the building and the old worn out screen on the front door slammed shut.
Instantly all three men who were left behind ran for the windows and doors to
get out as fast as possible. Just as predicted, when the Joker got Harley far
enough from the house, he threw the huge bomb into the house, and everyone took
off.


A huge explosion of orange flame, and a black mushroom shape cloud of
gunpowder and smoke shook the earth in all directions. When the dust began to
settle and clear, there was simply a large hole where the old abandoned house
had stood.

Reunited


The Joker could hear sounds coming from the next room and arched a brow.
He walked to the door and opened it to find Harley laying on the floor, on her
stomach with a bowl of cereal in front of the TV. �Blossom, Bubbles and
Buttercup!� She recited along with the voice as she watched her cartoon.


Usually, he was used to Harley�s quirks and paid them no mind, but she
seemed . . . different somehow. He walked in and plopped down in a large chair,
clicking off the TV. Harley frowned as she reached out and tapped the TV
wondering why it stopped working.


� I�d thought you�d rather spend time with me then watch
cartoons.� He said. Harley sat up and turned around seeing that the Joker had
come in. She hadn�t heard him over the sound on the TV set, but her eyes lit
up when she saw him.


�Puddin�!� She said cheerfully as she hopped up from the floor and
bounded over to him jumping onto his lap straddling his thighs, wrapping her
arms around him hugging him tight. �Oh Puddin� . . . I knew you wouldn�t
forget me!� She said with a grin. �I knew you wouldn�t leave me with that
mean ol� Dr. Crane!� She said happily.


The Joker peeled her arms from around his neck and looked up at her,
�Of course not, I�d never forget my Harley Quinn.� He looked into her
eyes, a serious, almost malicious look in his own. �You�ve got a lot of
secrets you�ve kept from me . . . haven�t you.�


Her smile dimmed a little as she saw the way his eyes starred at her.
�I�ve told you everything about me . . .� She said looking at him.
�Except for that stuff I�ve forgotten . . . but you know that.� She said.


The Joker started to squeeze her wrists in his hands, �You didn�t
tell me about your . . . relationship with Crane.� He said seriously.
Harley�s eyes instantly became downcast, and her lip started to quiver. �So
tell me now . . . what was it between you and him?�


�Nothing.� She said a small whimper in her voice. �Nothing
really.�


Joker twisted Harley�s arms by her wrists that he held a death grip on.
�That�s not what it looked like when I had a chance to bring you home, and
you tried to break my neck.�


She looked up at him in confusion not remembering that at all. Even
though she tried, she couldn�t recall his ever coming for her when she was
with Scarecrow, and she certainly didn�t remember trying to kill him. Joker
looked into her eyes reading what they said.


�He filled you with drugs . . . I know that much. I recognized that
look in your eyes.� He said giving her that much. But then he twisted her arms
again, �But when you were in the hospital before, when Crane still owned it .
. . why is he so eager to get you and keep you?� He asked.


Harley bit her lip as tears welled up in her eyes, her arms were to the
point of breaking if he chose to. �He�s . . . mad at me.� She said in the
quiet frightened little girl voice. �He has been, since I threw myself down
the big stairs.� She said tears escaping her eyes. She couldn�t move at all,
the angle at which he held her kept her solidly in her place.


�Mad at you for what? Was it his brother you killed when you were first
arrested? Some . . . close friend? What?� He asked.


�His baby.� She said in a pain filled cry. It wasn�t so much the
pain as it was the person who was hurting her, and the reasons for it. �I . .
. I was going to have his baby . . . and . . . and I didn�t want to.�


The Joker was shocked as he starred at her face. He could hardly believe
it. She was just a little girl . . . it had been over three years since she was
in Crane�s custody.


�You were lovers?� He said still stunned.


Harley shook her head, tears streaming down her face. �No . . .�


The Joker arched a brow, being well acquainted with the birds and the
bees. Then he sighed and closed his eyes realizing exactly how it could have
come to pass without her agreeing. �Crane too.� He said in disgust. Not at
Harley, so much as the multiple perverts and sexual predators that were in power
behind the walls of the asylum.


�It was just him back then.� She said. �He kept me . . . in the
cell behind his office. Away from everyone else. Especially when he found out
about . . .� She stopped not even able to say it. The Joker released her arms,
and Harley gasped for air crossing her arms over her chest trying to make the
ache she felt stop.


�Why didn�t you tell me about this before?� He asked, still a grim
look on his face.


�I wanted to forget it. All of it.� She looked up at him and leaned
closer, �There hasn�t been anyone else for me but you, Mr. J. Honest there
hasn�t.�


The Joker looked into her eyes, �And the past few weeks . . .while you
were with him?� He said already having a feeling he knew the answer.


Tears welled up in Harley�s eyes, feeling another wave of terror fill
her, and her heart breaking at the thought. �I didn�t want to.� She said
almost sobbing. �He stabbed me in the arm or neck every time I woke up, then
I�d go back to sleep again.� She was being a little vague, but there was
only so much she could remember with all the chemicals that Crane had been
pumping through her veins.


Suddenly his hand snatched her by her hair on the back of her head and he
jerked it back, holding a knife to her face. �I know you�re not lying to me
. . . your incapable of telling me even the smallest white lie . . . . but
you�ve proven now that you are quite capable of withholding information.�


Harley just sat still submissively, not even able to keep her eyes open
with her head pulled back at such an awkward angle. �You�re stronger then
that Harley, why would you let him take a hold of you like that?� He said
pressing his knife against her lips, tracing them keeping her disabled.


�I . . . I can�t.� She said as her entire body seemed to shiver,
just thinking about Crane. She was truly afraid of him. Frightened just at the
mention of his name, much less seeing him face to face. Joker starred at her for
a moment. He began to tap his knife against her cheek lost in thought.

Harley continued to remain obediently still. �And now? Are you back to
your self? Back to the little anonymous agent of chaos I watched terrorize the
halls of Arkem. Or are you still Crane�s little handmaiden?�


�I never wanted to see him again! I don�t want to see him ever,
ever!� She cried. The Joker starred at her eyes for a moment before releasing
her hair. She was telling the truth. There was no denying it.

Time Clock


Crane sat at a table opening an old locked leather document case. He took
out several official pieces of paper. A few pictures, what looked like the
results and samples of DNA tests, fingerprints, dental records, a birth
certificate, and an unsigned marriage license. Included with this case were
newspaper clippings containing articles about a missing girl.


Checking his notes and the date on the Birth certificate again, he held
up a picture of the young woman who had been believed to be dead. It had been
six years since she went missing, only one left until she was officially
declared dead, and everything that she was entitled to would be simply taken by
the state.


�I�ve waited for your 18^th birthday since the day you came
into my custody.� He said picking up another picture, �I�m to close now to
simply let it go.�


The pictures in his hand were several of Harley. Some when she was
younger and with her family, some of when she was arrested and first brought to
the hospital, and her file records photos.


�I�ll be more then happy to introduce who you really are to the world
again . . . but as Mrs. Crane.�


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When Joker Met Harley

A Meeting

Trudging

Rewards

The Joke�s On You

Time Clock