The tip off

Oliver stood dressed as The Green Arrow on top of one of the many skyscrapers in downtown Star City. The late spring night was calm with only the slightest hint of a chill in the air. He looked out at the city and couldn't help but smile. If it wasn't for Joker, or whoever was using his tactics, for the first time in a long time Star City looked peaceful at night.

The fluttering of Supergirl's cape caught his ear well before she gently landed a few feet behind him. "North Side's calm," she said as she stood next to him.

"Nothing happening on the East Side," he replied. "Spartan, Canary anything?"

"Negative, West Side's all quiet so far," Spartan replied.

"All quiet to the South," Black Canary said with a hint of frustration in her voice.

"Everyone stay vigilant," Supergirl said as she glanced over at her fiance's face. He was thinking the same thing she was: It was too quiet.

"Guys I might have something," Felicity said over the comm, her voice almost in a panic.

"We're listening Over Watch," Green Arrow said as he and Supergirl tensed ready to spring into action.

"SCPD just got an anonymous tip, the next target is tonight Star City General."

"Supergirl and I are blocks away. We'll sweep the area for anything suspicious. Everyone else be ready to converge," Green Arrow said as he and Supergirl lifted themselves into the air. He would retrieve his motorcycle later, now time was of the essence.

"Pannel van leaving the area at high speed heading towards Memorial Park," Supergirl said as she approached from the North.

"I've got one heading South towards, no now heading East, likely towards the waterfront," Green Arrow said seeing a second van.

"What's the call Arrow?" Wild Dog asked.

"Over Watch, track the vans, Supergirl and I will sweep the hospital and surrounding area for bombs. Everyone else converge on the hospital and assist with evacuation.

"Copy team one en route," Spartan answered.

"Team two En route," Canary said a moment later.

After circling the area starting eight blocks out and working closer with each pass and finding nothing Supergirl and Green Arrow landed on Grand Avenue just as they descended Quentin Lance turned and saw the two heroes. "Thanks Governor, I appreciate the help. Yes, you can tell the Colonel that he can count on The SCPD's full support when they arrive," he said as he hung up his phone.

"Mister Mayor," Supergirl said when he stood in front of them.

"Supergirl, Green Arrow, I don't mind telling you we need your help," Quentin said with relief still finding it funny that the punk kid he had hated dating his daughter had become the vigilante he hunted ruthlessly, and now was one of his closest friends, confidants, and one of the people he relied upon most. "What you're flying now?" he asked quietly once he was close to them.

"Long story," Green Arrow said failing not to smirk, at least ever so slightly.

"Any idea who's doing this?"

"We have a lead on a possible suspect but no whereabouts on him," Supergirl answered.

"Who?"

Both Supergirl and Green Arrow looked at one another before giving each other a slight nod.

"The Joker," Green Arrow answered causing Quentin to take a step back in clear shock.

"That fucking psycho clown from Gotham?!"

"Yep," Kara answered letting the P pop.

"Oh Jesus H. Christ," Quentin asked as he pinched the bridge of his nose. "Please tell me your team is on site."

"En route," Supergirl answered.

"Thank God," Quentin said with a sigh.

"Can you tell us anything about the anonymous tip?" Green Arrow asked.

"A woman New York accent. Brooklyn if I had to guess."

"Which areas need the most help evacuating?" Supergirl asked.

"NICU, ICU, and Maternity," Quentin answered. "We've already evacuated the E.R. and about half of the patients under general care."

"Everyone assist with the evacuation of the NICU, ICU, and Maternity Ward when you arrive, Supergirl and I are going to sweep the hospital for explosives," Green Arrow instructed over the comm.

"Understood, good luck guys," Spartan said as he drifted the van around the corner just up the street from the hospital.

Both Green Arrow and Supergirl began to slowly move toward the hospital as they scanned it with their X-ray vision. "I see one on the roof, under the helipad," Supergirl said.

"Six in the basement along the foundation," Green Arrow said.

"Thee on the tenth floor."

"Same on the fifth. I'll start down here, you start at the top and we'll meet in the middle."

"Good luck," Supergirl said as she took off into the air.

"You too," Green Arrow said as he ran at super speed into the hospital. Once there he easily pried open the doors to an elevator and dropped himself down to the basement. "Over Watch, any updates on the vans?"

"You were right, they went to the waterfront, but, I lost them once they were there."

"Understood," Green Arrow said as he quickly moved down the line of explosives accessing them. "Supergirl, careful, the bombs aren't anything sophisticated but..." he began.

"Yeah, the wiring's a mess," she said with a sigh. She pressed on The Crest of The House of El on her chest activating a small hidden camera. "Over Watch, what am I looking at?"

"Hold on running remote diagnostics," Over Watch replied over the sound of her furious typing. "Supergirl it looks like that bomb has probably twenty or twenty-five pounds of high explosive plastique. The wiring looks like one huge booby trap. I don't think there's a safe way to disarm it conventionally."

"What do we do Over Watch? the ones in the basement sound like their the same."

"Confirmed, I'm looking at your feed now." For a few seconds Felicity typed furiously at her keyboard looking at the data on her screen. "Do you see the trigger device?"

"Yes," both heroes replied.

"Freeze them!" Both Supergirl and Green Arrow began working quickly to freeze the bombs' trigger devices then removing them from the bombs. With this done the two met up with their team and left for The Bunker.

In his gang's hideout Joker looked at the clock furiously. He programmed the bomb's himself they should have gone off by now. He turned on the TV just in time to catch the start of the 10:00 news and was pleased to see that the usually pre-taped program was live.

"Good evening," Hal Morris, the middle aged anchor said with a look of relief on his face. "We're coming to you live tonight to inform you that a series of explosives found at Star City General Hospital have been disarmed thanks to the combined efforts of The Green Arrow and Supergirl's team and The Star City Police Department. According to Captain Dinah Drake, The SCPD received a call from a maintenance worker after he found several suspicious looking containers in the basement."

"Mayor Quentin Lance in an emergency statement just moments ago thanked all of those involved for their quick response and hard work to ensure the safety of everyone at Star City General," Anna McKennin said smiling at the camera. Joker let out a frustrated roar before shooting the TV.

"Damn it! What's a guy gotta do to have a little fun and blow up a hospital in this fucking town?!" Harleen sighed with relief. She didn't know what drew her to her master. She didn't know why she enjoyed his ****. She didn't even know why she allowed him to pass her around to his men like a party favor. But she couldn't let innocent men, women, and children get killed. "Harleen! Get your worthless ass in here!"

"Master," she said greeting Joker with a smile after taking a few minutes to try and hide her relief.

"Punishment time," he said before beginning to cackle wildly. He quickly approached Harleen holding a thick leather strap in one hand, and a cattle prod in the other. Soon, Harleen was tied to a wooden frame designed so that the top of the frame was ahead of the lower, forcing Harleen to stick out her ass.

Without a word Joker began using the strap on Harleen's defenseless ass quickly turning it pink, then bright red, then dark red and purple. By the time he stopped he was sweating through his purple suite with deep pit stains clearly visible. Harleen hung limply, sobbing, and her voice horse from screaming. The next thing she knew she felt the painful zap of the cattle prod on her bruised ass causing her to cry out in pain once more.

Joker laughed wildly as he used the cattle prod to **** his new favorite victim. The way she pulled at her bonds with each zap reminded him of a marionette doll, and her screams were like music to his ears. He didn't discriminate when targeting her either. Her ass, her back, her tits, her stomach, forcing her to stick out her tongue to give her a shock there he loved it all. His favorite thing to do however was to put one prong of the cattle prod against her tight puckered asshole, and the other against her clit.

By the time he was done, he had tortured Harleen for well over an hour and the pathetic blonde hung limply in the frame clinging to consciousness. He used a hose to spray cold water over her and wake her up. He continued to spray her and laugh until she was shivering and her teeth were chattering loudly. He turned the hose off and then **** a spider gag into her mouth and adjusted it until her mouth was **** painfully wide open. He then loosened the chains keeping her arms held up and attached a short chain to her steel collar at one end and an eyelet in the floor at the other, forcing her to bend over.

"Boys! Gang bang time!" Joker laughed as he sat in a folding chair at the other side of the room and putting his feet up on an empty metal drum.

"Why won't HE use me himself?" she asked herself as his men came into the room laughing and cheering. They circled her and pulled down their pants revealing their hard cocks. One of the men placed his hand on her forehead, then began to brutally throat fuck her. At the same time another of the men began to hammer her pussy while the others slowly stroked their cocks waiting for their turn at one of her fuck holes. All the while, her master laughed in delight at his men's joy.

Miles away in the bunker Oliver, Kara, and the others kept going over what information they had. Which wasn't much. The timers had all been cobbled together from digital alarm clocks of varying makes and models. None of them had any fingerprints on them and any trace of a serial number had been removed making them virtually untraceable.

"Let's call it a night," Oliver said with a frustrated sigh.

"Alright," Diggle agreed shaking his head as he thought back on how bad the night could have gone had the police and in turn Felicity had not been tipped.

Later Kara laid next to Oliver in their bed, her in a light pink sheer nightie and matching g-string. He in a dark pair of gym shorts.She sighed contently with her head on his chest as he gently rubbed her back and planted a soft kiss on her forehead.

"We're going to be able to stop him right?" she asked.

"We don't have another choice."

"But what if," she began before Oliver interrupted.

"Hey, hey, what is this? It's not like you to be so doubtful."

"I know, it's just.... With all the things Kal has told me about this guy and the fact that the only person that's been able to stop Joker even temporarily has been Batman and Bruce is Rao only knows where."

"Hey," he said as he gently place a finger under her chin and tilted her head up to look at him. "We've got a great team. We're going to be able to stop him. Especially if whoever tipped the cops can continue to help us out."

"That's another thing that confuses me. So far as anyone knows Joker's never had a female in any of his gangs but Quentin said the tip came from a woman."

"Well, the guys a psycho but he's still a guy," Oliver said with a shrug. "I would guess that he still has needs."

"Do you think he maybe kidnapped her and is holding her for ransom? Wait no that doesn't make sense."

"Actually it might," Oliver said thoughtfully.

"What?"

"Joker's psychotic, but, he's not stupid. Maybe one of his men got sloppy and she got to a phone, called the police and tipped them off."

"But, why not tell them who she was or where she was?"

"Maybe she was afraid to put her name out there, or maybe she hoped she could tip the cops off to further plans and is waiting for Joker to let the world know he has a hostage," Oliver said before again kissing Kara's forehead.

"I suppose that makes some kind of sense?" she said after a heavy sigh.