DPT- 28pt.1 - Free..for now.

Standing before the mirror she ran her fingers through her messy blonde hair. Softly she touched her swollen lip and sighed. 'Stupid bitch.' She thought to herself before sitting up on the sink as she waited. Hearing a knock on the door she jumped. 'Oh god.' She hopped off the sink and pulled on her wig before she made her way to the door.

Opening it a crack she stuck her head out. "Can I help you?" There before her was a guard who looked very unhappy to see her. "Well doctor it looks like two patients are loose and Im going to have to escort you off the grounds." Her eyes grew large for a moment, only a  short moment before a smile creeped onto her face.

"Alright well let me get my stuff together and I will be right out. Ok?" He nodded and backed away for the door closing it. Quickly she made her way across the small room to the stall where Joker was. "What are we going to do!" She whispered.

The door quickly opened and he walked out in front of her. "We are going to walk out of here unharmed." A puzzled look sank into her features as she looked up to the man she had found herself unable to look away from. "How are we going to..."

"Haven't I told you not to ask me questions!" He hissed at her as he pushed her out of his way. "Now I want you to go out there and distract him." She nodded. "Than what are you going to do?" He laughed before pushing her towards the door. "I haven't got that far." Quickly she was pushed into the hall way.

She caught herself on the door frame and looked to her left to find the guard was still standing there. "Are you done?" She nodded and walked alittle farther a head of him. Hearing him walk behind her she glanced over her shoulder, the bathroom door opening caught her eye.

A smile formed on her painted lips as she faced forward again only for a moment before dropping to her knee. "Shit." She hissed placing both hands on the ground in front of her.

"What, what happened?" The guard asked in a deep annoyed voice. She rolled her eyes but kept kept her act going. "I dropped my contact. I must have not put it in right. I seem to have an issue with that lately." She giggled fakley as she touched the ground with her fingers.

Dropping to his knees with a sigh he started searching for what he thought was a lost contact. Glancing over her shoulder once more she was faced with a deep purple pant leg. A loud thud was heard before the guards head crashed into the stone floor.

When Joker lifted his head blood spewed from his mouth and ran down his chin. Bringing his head back down hard Joker smiled as he worked. Slamming the guards head over and over again into the now crimson colored stone. Slowly Harley got up from her knees and stood behind Joker.

For a moment she felt like the room was spinning, her first thought was that she had gotten up to fast but when nausea flooded her body she had to place a hand on the wall next to her.

Joker slowly rose to his feet admiring his work for a moment. Smile still stretched across his  face he glanced over to Harley. His smile slowly faded as he watched the color drain from her face. For a moment he was just about to ask if she was ok but scratched the idea from his mind.

"What the hell are you doing move your ass Harl." He hissed before walking toward her and grabbing her arm. She slowly followed behind him as he drug her down the hall way. Getting annoyed he stopped causing her to trip over her feet alittle.

Bending over her wrapped her arms about her knees and flipped her over his shoulder. Again nausea washed over her, tears started to fall down her cheeks. She felt so bad, like she wanted to vomit but unable to.

Walking quickly he made his way to the front entrance, passing the large desk at the front. Then he paused. Laying across the desk was a young woman's body, blood dripped from her neck and her eyes were closed. Dead. He laughed to himself before walking again.

When Joker walked out of the Asylum he wore a smile and walked proudly down the steps with his woman on his back. He was free. For now.

Spotting the van he walked towards it but paused when he heard a small moan from behind him. He laughed for a moment. "If you vomit on me Harl. it will be the last thing you do." He warned as he continued to walk.

Ringo was leaning against the van smoking watching as Joker walk towards them. For a moment he was confused, seeing something over his shoulder. Soon he realized it was Harley that was draped over his shoulder. He laughed. She must have been slow.

Opening the side door for them Joker tossed Harley in first before he stepped in. Dropping his cigarette he chuckled to himself before walking around the van. Time to go to work.