Forever Mine

Chapter 5

Harleen lied in bed stating at the ceiling. She couldn't sleep, she couldn't eat, all she could do was think about him. His touch, his kiss, everything about him made her swoon. But she wouldn't allow this to happen. She was going to put a stop to it. He couldn't touch her again. She wouldn't be able to handle it. He was like an addiction. All she wanted was more and she needed to break this habit.

She knew she couldn't just quit, she needed a job and she loved where she worked. But she was no longer going to continue these sessions unless he was restrained and back in his original cell. That's when she felt the most in control. They were going back to normal and she felt it would be best.

Although she was going to miss his touch. The warmth of his hands, the electricity in his kiss, she would give anything to feel him again. She had been with other guys but nothing compared to him. Just the thought of his hands roaming her body got her excited. Her hands slowly started to move to her sweet spot. She started making slow circular motion as she thought about him. The sensation was driving her crazy. She started to pick up the pace and threw her head back in ecstasy and shouted, "Oh Mista J!" She released all of her tention. With a smile she turned over and fell asleep dreaming of her clown Prince.

When the time finally came for their next session, Dr. Leland was fine with her switching back to the original sessions. Harleen slowly walked to the Jokers cell. She stopped at the door. She wasn't ready. What was he going to say? Everything is going to be different now. Taking a big deep breath she swiped her card and walked in. As soon as she saw him her heart skipped.

He was sitting, restrained in his jacket, looking anxiously up at her, his usual smile planted of his face. "Harley my darling! Put me back in my restraints I see. What's wrong baby? Don't you like the way daddy pleased you?" He grinned.

"Joker we can't continue this. I am your doctor. You are my patient. Nothing more," she said firmly as she sat down.

"But that's not what you want, is it? I can see the desire in your eyes. You want me. And I want you. You can have me if you want. I'm all yours," he said looking deep into her eyes.

He had said exactly what she wanted to hear. He was hers. She was smart enough to not believe him but her feelings overpowered her thought process. All she wanted was him.

"How can you say you're all mine? How can I believe you after I know who you are?" She asked demanding an answer.

He looked deep into her eyes with a serious look on his face. "Baby I promise if you help me you can have all of me. Cross my heart, hope to die!"

"Help you how?"

"There is something you can do for me," he said ever so charming.

"Anything, I mean yeah," she stuttered looking into his eyes as if she was in some sort of trance. She knew she shouldn't give into him but she couldn't help herself.

He leaned in and whispered, "I need a machine gun."

"A machine gun?" She questioned.

He smiled showing all of his silver teeth. "I promise no one will get hurt. Get me what I need and then we can be together. You just and me."

She thought about what he said. A machine gun? If she followed through with his request, people were going to die. She was wise enough to know how the Joker operates. If she didn't, then she loses him. It was a hard decision for her to make. She couldn't lose him. She loved him. She needed him.

"Ok, what do you need me to do?"