Harley's wasn't overly surprised that the police came to the house, they would have found the Joker and after his announcement on TV, everyone knew that he had wanted her to be there. What she wasn't expecting was the Commissioner to make the trip himself. That just made her nervous, cops and her didn't mix. Not that a year ago she would have said that she and Batman mixed either, but things changed.

Bruce grasped her hands, his thumb rubbing against the top of her hand. He could almost feel her nerves, like her very skin, was vibrating. He would have preferred to just talk to the police by himself but they had insisted. Harley had too, she wanted to clear up any suspicions the police might have had. Or rather change them the best they could. He wasn't very happy with the idea of Harley possibly going back to jail, not for beating the shit out of her abuser.

"I know what you think Commissioner", Harley's voice was hoarse, the damage from the Joker's choking had caused large hand shaped bruises over her neck and a sore throat. Thankfully the bruising was covered by a turtleneck, "But everyone can tell you that I was here all day yesterday. Passed out actually…"

"She was so upset with what happened that we had to call Doctor Thompson. She had Harley sedated, you can call her if you want to confirm?" Bruce raised an eyebrow at Gordon, daring him to question their story. Leslie had already been contacted and she would confirm their story.

Gordon nodded, tapping his finger against his arm, "And your voice? It almost sounds like someone was choking you", he kept his tone level, as if he wasn't accusing her of breaking her payroll and almost killing a man.

"I spent most of the time before Doctor Thompson came screaming and crying. I was terrified, I'm sure that you've seen plenty of women react to their abusers before", she lifted her head to look him in the eyes. It wasn't hard to look defeated and scared, she was. Scared that she would be going back to jail, scared that the Joker would get her somehow.

"Well I have to say", he took a deep breath before he continued, "That even if I wanted to charge you with anything, I don't see anything wrong with your story. Not to mention even if you had done anything, I don't think we could find a jury to convict you for it"

Harley smiled, leaning into Bruce as she did so. She was tired, just so tired and it was all over now, "Thank you, Commissioner"

"You have nothing to thank me for Miss Quinn. We should be thanking whoever put him in the hospital, they did us a public service. Not that you can quote me on that", he nodded to the pair, exiting the room, "Have a good night now"

Technically speaking the pain didn't bother him, what bothered him was that Harley had gotten the better of him. Batman could get the best of him, maybe even one of those horrible little sidekicks, but not HER. Harley was supposed to listen to him, she didn't talk back and she never fought back. When he got out of this damn bed, he was going to tear her apart.

The Joker's cell door swung open, and he looked towards it assuming that it was his doctor or a guard. Instead, there was an assortment of very familiar people. Ivy stood in the middle, with Johnathan and Eddie on either side, behind them there was just a hint of scrubs, implying there was a nurse on guard.

"We heard what happened to Harley", Ivy's lips turned up in a scowl, "And We aren't pleased"

"Though I see she did a wonderful job on your face already, but Ivy suggested that we might be able to do a little more damage", Johnathan shrugged his shoulders, "Edward and I had to agree with her. I think you forgot that Harley has friends. A lot of friends"

Eddie pulled a cane from behind himself, just a plain one without a question mark, "And the orderlies, well as Johnathan said, she has a lot of friends. And you…have less than that"

"Micky, would you mind closing the door for us?" Ivy asked, turning her head around so that she could face the hallway. As an answer, the door swung shut on them, "Perfect"

"Do your worst", he spits out, a bit of blood dribbling from his lip, "When I'm out of here, you're all going to pay"

"If you get out", Johnathan replied.

Through the rest of the criminal wing of the Asylum, the sounds of painful laughter echoed, but everyone turned a deaf ear to the noise. Harley had been a loved doctor and then a loved patient before her release, there was no one who would be sad to see the Joker get what he deserved.

"He found a new lover I see"

"Yes father"

"You won't allow this to interfere with our plans, you will have a child of the Bat. I trust that you will make it happen"

Talia Al Ghul pressed her lips together before answering, "Yes father. I won't forget our mission"

"I know you won't. You are the only one that I can trust any longer"

Notes: WE ARE DONE. Thank you to everyone for reading and commenting and all of your kudos. You guys are fantastic! As I said this universe isn't done yet but for the moment I'm taking a break.