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Author's Note: 'Unwind' is one of several drabbles branching off the premise that Dr. Quinzel worked with another theme criminal before Joker. This scene would be after Harleen's gone rogue.


He'd fallen asleep at work again. Harley leaned against the doorframe in giraffe print pajamas and smiled. Jonathan Crane, terror of Gotham's underworld, had left his mouth hanging wide over a pile of unfinished notes. She could see every angle beneath that oxford. Left alone for several hours Scarecrow had managed mussed hair, crooked glasses, and fingers stained with ink.

Should probably use a laptop Jonny, she thought—a hand wandering onto his shoulder affectionately. He sighed but didn't stir.

Harley draped herself across his back carefully and stayed there. Blankets were so overrated.

Besides, the reaction would be priceless.