Enchantress

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       “Sure.” Rick set her bags down by the front door and closed it once she had walked inside. “This is the living space,” he gestured towards the room they walked into. Walking into the kitchen, he told her what it was despite how obvious it was before moving to the bathroom and doing the same. Opening his bedroom door, he let he inside and leaned against the door frame. “And this is the bedroom.” 

June was already decorating in her head, A book shelf here. A couch there. She followed him into the bedroom when a thought occurred to her. There was only one bed. And he didn’t have a couch or anything else comfortable to sleep on. Maybe she should get a room for the night? She didn’t want to put him out of his bed after all. “it’s nice. it has potential if you wanted to make it seem like someone actually lives here.” she teased him. “Where should I uhm, put my things?”

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“Ha don’t cha worry there, I’ve had plenty of voices going off in this old noggin, and I know building relationships takes time and energy, lucky for us we’ve got both.” Harley replied with her signature smile before laughing up at the other’s question “Yes I was, full doctorate and everything, why are you thinking you need one? I’ve been out of the game for a bit but it’s not knowledge you just ‘forget’ you know?”

“Oh no it’s alright. I was just curious. I mean, I’ve heard your story. I just wasn’t sure how much of it was true. People tend to tell lies about things they don’t understand.” she said to her. “Do you ever think about going back to it?” she asked. She wasn’t sure on the laws of what would and wouldn’t strip her of her medical license. this was Gotham after all. Jonathon Crane still got to keep his doctor.

Bri liked for a starter

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A faint smirk curled the corners of Pa’s mouth, and she shrugged idly as the other spoke. “I don’t disagree,” she said. “Though they tend to serve nothing but gods of their own creation, rather than anything truly significant. And they certainly strive to benefit only themselves.” Pam shrugged again. “They deserve it,” she agreed again. “They are fetid little things who seem to have a talent solely for destroying this planet, which they don’t deserve.”

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Harley knew how important June was to Rick and she could understand the feeling when she looked at Pammy. But the woman gave her pause, if it wasn’t Waller abusing Rick’s heart it would be the Enchantress, she remembered just how much the witch wanted him dead last time. “I’m glad to hear it, So I heard from Rick that things haven’t been the greatest as of late. So i figured what better way to start a better life than tryin’ to be besties with you too.”

“That’s very sweet of you Ms.Quinn. I could use some friends. It’s hard to be around people when the thousand year old witch inside of you can appear at any moment. I don’t think I’ve let my guard down in years.” she admitted. Harley was surprisingly easy to talk to. “is it true that you were a psychiatrist?”

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       Rick would always be a gentleman for June. It was in his nature, only aided by the love he held for her. He smiled, trying his best to break through any discomfort he felt due to their current situation. Pulling his keys out of his pocket, he unlocked the door and pushed it open. “Mi casa es su casa.”

June walked inside, looking around. It was pretty basic, nothing to grand or special. But she loved it. There was no real decorative or homey artifacts. but she expected nothing less from Rick. A solider was already to pack up and go. She’d have to make sure to change that. “Do I get a tour?” she asked with a smile, turning so she could look at him. 

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      Rick couldn’t argue with her because she was right. It had been years since the two had actually seen each other face to face. In that time it was possible, likely even that they had changed. It would be weirder if they hadn’t. “Of course.” He wasn’t going to rush June if she wasn’t ready to dive in head first the way that he was. It was okay. They had all the time in the world, or rather all the time that Waller would allot them. Try as he might, Rick couldn’t seem to shake the nagging voice in the back of his head that this would just end the same way it had last time. “We can do whatever you want.”

“I’m glad to see you’re still such a gentleman...for me anyway.” she smiled. She leaned up placing a soft kiss on his cheek. “well? shall we see my new home?” she asked him. She liked the way that sounded. home. it was less a place for her and more a person. And she was happy to finally be back again. 

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        Rick had left anything he had with Harley back in the tundras of Siberia. It was fleeting, gone in an instant. Clarity had taken hold of him with the realization that Waller would use anyone that Rick might grow affectionate for against him. Harley was the only person he had on the team that he felt like he could trust fully. It wasn’t something he wanted to risk and she agreed. They went back to their lives with nothing but the memory of what was and what could have been. Rick didn’t think he was in love with Harley though, no, that had always been reserved for June. His heart was hers. It had been hers since the moment Waller had assigned him to her. It was clever on her part, really. “I’m still in love with you. Do you want to be a we still?” He had no idea what she was thinking or how she felt. This could have all been a game set up by Waller to break him – to remind him that he was still under her control, even now. 

Relief washed over her less like a wave and more like tsunami. she didn’t think there was a time she’d been more happy in her life hearing him speak. But June was a scientist. And that meant there was an irritable habit of trying to think rationally. “ I want more than anything to be a we. I am very much still in love with the man in my head. I’ve thought and dreamt about him for months. But in that time it is very easy to mistake fantasy with reality. It has been sometime and things may have changed who we are. Even if we don’t realize it. I simply want to be sure the man in my head he is still you.” she tried to explain to him. "can we just take things slow for now?” 

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        Rick stopped outside the door to his apartment, her bags in his hands. Setting them down, he turned to face her. He had dreaded this part – the part where they had to define what they were because it had been so long since they were together. He wished that they could just skip this and go back to what they were before, but things has changed in the time they had been apart. “I still love you, June. If that’s what you’re asking.”

“I know. And I love you too. But I suppose what I’m actually asking is...if you’re still in love with me?” she tried to clarify. It was uncomfortable to be having this conversation soley because there was always a chance he could say no. And that may have been worse than thinking he was dead. but the matter was she had no idea what he’d been doing while she was trapped. What he thought she had been doing. If they had changed as people. so many variables.  “Are we....a we still?”

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         "Everyone seems to get along better now.“ They had been working as a team for years, losing people and recruiting new ones to replace the old ones along with way, but the core of the team remained the same. Harley was a big part of that. She brought an undeniable energy to the group. "Only if they try to run away.” Waller still had no tolerance for escapees. Making it the apartment complex, he punched in his code and with a loud buzz the front door unlocked. “After you.” He held it open for her.

“of course.” June frowned, her hand rubbing her neck. She knew that threat all too well. In fact, it was something that she had considered after finding out about Rick. she had begged and begged enchantress to end her suffering, but had always been met with silence. Perhaps she really was a coward. she walked in the door, following the signs until she got to the door. “Rick, before we ...go inside. I guess I should ask. Where do we...stand?” she asked. 

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      Feeling June’s eyes on him, Rick peered down at the woman he thoughts he had lost. His features softened from their sharp seriousness, relaxing with her at his side. “I keep an eye on the Task Force. Waller has me doing glorified paperwork while we’re on standby.” He explained, an edge to the words. “If you can call them that. I haven’t made any friends. I guess I got closer to the Task Force, but that’s it.” Friends were a liability when life moved the way it did for Rick.

Rick visibility relaxed and June couldn’t help but smile at the thought it was because of her. She continued to let him lead them, placing her head lightly on his shoulder. She knew Rick was a solider at heart. This type of domesticated life was not something he was bred for. Still. She’d rather have him here and alive and bored. But she’d never be that selfish. Not with him. No matter how bad she wanted to be. “well that’s good. a sense of family is good for team work right? Leave no man behind?” she smiled. 

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        “Good because I can’t lose you again.” He told her honestly. After thinking that June had escaped he had come to terms with the fact that he would probably never see her again because she was safe – away from Waller and all of the torment that came with being apart of Task Force X. He imagined that she was happily living her life somewhere warm, lounging around with a margarita or a glass of wine. Now that she was back though, he couldn’t go through that again. He couldn’t accept the idea of her happy somewhere in the world without him, not as long as they were in love. Were they in love? He definitely still loved her. But what if she didn’t feel the same? “Yeah, come on.” Rick loosed his grip on her, letting go and taking her hand in his instead. He lead her towards his apartment, not caring about what he had been doing before.

June felt butterflies as Rick took her hand, a feeling she thought she’d never have again. His face was so serious as she looked over at him, but she was used to that. “So, what do you do here in the city?” she asked him curiously. He seemed to be settled. Plus, it would give her a moment to ask more about his personal life now.  “Do you have any....friends?”

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       It probably was from Waller. Who else would it be from? “She’s the only one who knows where I live.” he didn’t want to accuse Waller, but he knew this wasn’t Harley’s doing. “Yeah, of course.” It gave him a reason not to let her out of his sight. “You’re not intruding.” Rick’s arms moved to wrap around her protectively. “You were here first and I don’t want you to go anywhere again.”

June smiled when he held her closer. She reached her hand up, touching his face lightly. “I won’t. Not ever again.” she said to him. She’d spent far too long a time thinking he was dead. Waller would have to kill her before she separated them again. “Should we go?” she asked taking a half step back, a smile on her face.

       0930 Mainland, Apartment 128. It took a second for Rick to process the address — his address. “Who gave you that address?” The only people who knew his address were Harley and Waller. Waller. She must have planned this to manipulate him again. It would work because he loved her, even if he knew it was happening. “It’s my apartment.” 

“It was attached to my things when I woke up at the train station. I assumed it was from Waller.” she said to him. When he said it was his apartment she smiled. “Oh...is that alright then...” she trailed off, not wanting to assume things would just fall back in place as they were. It was clear he had no idea where she had been. He could have moved on for all she knew. “I don’t want to intrude on your life Rick...” she said softly. 

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The last time she’d seen June she hadn’t been herself, to be honest, but then again outside of that information, she didn’t know much about the girl personally. Rick had talked about her a lot when they’d gone on future missions that didn’t involve the love of his life. “Oh don’t you worry I’m not here for revenge or anything!” She was quiet to reassure the other, Rick would never forgive her for that. “Just thought I’d let you know where we last met, So how is the whole ancient witch in your head doing?”

Well that was lucky of her. She was sure Harley would want her head. Then again, she was friends with Rick now. Or at least that’s how she’d come to understand it. “She’s been quiet, as of late anyway.” June answered her. That in itself worried her. The Enchantress was up to something. 

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“HEy, you were that chick on tv who killed a ton of people?” Adrian squinted his eyes, trying to remember if it was actually her or not. He wasn’t the best at remembering faces and the tv girl’s face had been all static-y. “… or not. You might just LOOK like her.” Or maybe she was her and just deep undercover? He respected the deep undercover. 

“I don’t know what you’re referring to.” June frowned, pulling her hood up a little higher. The last thing she wanted to be noticed for is that. “You probably have me confused. Excuse me please.” she muttered, circumventing around him.