Remember to read parts 1 and 2 before this....
With her new information in her head, Harley traveled further into the asylum to reach the left wing. As she passed hall after hall, memories started coming back to her. Not memories of being captured and sent to the asylum, but memories of working at the asylum. Harley remembered a time she went by the name Harleen Quinzel, a psychiatrist who would help the patients and diagnose their problems for further treatment. Harley was fascinated with her job, especially with one patient in particular, The Joker.
The Joker corrupted Harley's mind, twisting it and changing it until she saw the world as he did, and she had fun doing it for a long time. However now was not the time for remembering old flames as Harley spotted a sign that said "Left wing: DANGER. High threat inmates."
Harley smirked after reading the sign and whispered to herself "Bingo!"
Harley unlocked the security door, peeking inside to see there were no guards at the security checkpoint and so Harley walked through without a problem. Harley passed by several cell's housing some of the most outlandish and dangerous villains in Gotham. The likes of Calendar Man, Victor Zsansz, The Mad Hatter, and even Professor Pyg were all locked up due to their horrible crimes committed across the city.
As Harley passed by, one by one they all turned to look at her with scowls due to the past instances of Harley and The Joker using them as disposable allies. Harley tried to keep her eyes facing forward until suddenly she started to hear something. She stopped dead in her tracks as she listened closely, she started to hear security guards around the corner, however these guards weren't talking, they were grunting and screaming. The other villain's in the cells started to stand up, looking down the hallway to try to make sense of what was going on. Harley slowly stepped further down the hall, seeing a taser gun fly across the ground. Harley tried to keep calm as she held up her mallet, whoever was fighting these guards might be a bigger threat to Harley than the guards themselves.
Harley went to hold the mallet up in the air, however her hands had gotten so sweaty that the mallet slipped, pounding against the floor and making a noise which echoed down the hallway. Harley's heartbeat shot up as she lifted the mallet off the floor, running up against the wall and standing still. Harley listened as the noise of the guard's grunting and yelling had stopped, Harley slowly inched her way down towards the edge of the wall to peak around. As she was just about to move her head around the corner, a clawed hand swung around at her.
Harley ducked the swing of the hand, stepping off the wall and spinning around to spot who it was. Harley's fear turned to delight as she realized it was none other than Catwoman as she stepped around the corner, fully revealing herself in her tight black outfit.
"Well hey little kitty... is someone lost?" Harley jokes.
Catwoman smirked, retracting her claws back into her glove.
"Harley? What a surprise to see you here and not inside one of these cells..."
"Oh yeah.. I figured I'd come on a little field trip... how'd you get out?" Harley asked.
"Well... one of the guards the other night wanted me to "Clean him" with my tongue so... when I pulled down his pants I snagged the key to my cell... As fun as it is to stay here and listen to the water droplet's drip from the ceiling, I've got bigger fish to fry...What are you really doing here?"
Harley blushed a bit at first, not wanting to reveal her intentions until Catwoman quickly spoke up with her own presumption.
"Oh God no... You're not here to bust out that stupid clown ex of your's are you? Or are you two back together again? How many times is that now.... 75?"
Harley's blush turned to a slight sense of anger "Well I don't think it's any of your business to begin with missy!"
"HARLEY, THAT CLOWN DOES NOT LOVE YOU!" Catwoman screamed in frustration.
"Oh what would you know about love? You're in love with BATMAN! OUR BIGGEST FUCKING THREAT IN THIS CITY! "
Catwoman crossed her arms and rolled her eyes "At least Batman knows how to be honest with a woman... most of the time... The Joker on the other hand wouldn't know a box of chocolates from a box of explosives... Harley look... you're a smart girl... you don't need someone like that in your life... Any guy or girl would be lucky to have such a sexy girl like you.."
Harley smiled once again "Aweee... You always know just what to say, you're lookin pretty sexy yourself...That outfit always looks so good on your ass... If I was Batman I'd be chasin after it all the time too.."
Catwoman chuckled as she started running her hands down her hips and around to her ass, she turned and showed it off directly to Harley.
"Well thank you.. I've been wondering if it's gotten bigger.. It feels so much tighter in this outfit.."