A/N: Hello babies! Look who's back again with another story for all of ya! Soooo after seein' this little picture of Harley crying and sort of shying away from Ivy while the other woman is holding her close and Harley is asking Ivy not to hurt her and Ivy says she won't because she isn't HIM (we all know who that is) and feeling my heart just swell, sink and burst all at once I had to finally write the idea buzzing in my head! Please enjoy and review!

Roses and Diamonds

Harley bit her lip, ignoring the slight metallic taste that came with it, as she stood on the stone door step of a rather large ranch style home about twenty minutes outside of Gotham that had twisting vines and flowers crawling over nearly every wall. Swallowing thickly she grabbed the large rose shaped brass knocker and knocked it against the door three times before letting it rest against the wood once more where it belonged shifting a little and wincing at a twinge of pain in her ankle. After an agonizingly long few seconds the door opened revealing a rather tired Poison Ivy clad only in a white t-shirt and a pair of orange pajama pants that had sunflowers on the pockets.

Seeing the blonde on her doorstep in just a pink 'Gotham Gymnastics Academy' tank top, pink shorts covered in blue stars and some dirt, well worn white slip on shoes, her platinum blonde locks messy and falling out of the ponytail she had had them in, a good sized bruise blooming on her pale cheek, a split in her lip, and other bruises painting her skin Ivy quickly woke up.

"Did he do this?"

Harley nodded wordlessly watching the redhead clench her teeth and fists for a moment before shaking it off and pulling her inside to the sofa in the living room holding her hand.

"What was it this time?"

Harley looked down keeping her eyes on the moss green carpet making Ivy raise an eyebrow, sure there were times when Harley would come to her after being beaten and bruised by the Clown Prince of Crime most of them she was in tears spilling what happened without so much as a hint of asking but this was different she was being quiet and though teary she didn't outright sob.

"Harley?"

The redhead asked placing her hand under the other woman's chin cocking her head to the side when she flinched and shied away, this definitely was not normal and it was making Ivy angrier and angrier at the clown by the second but she kept her voice soft and soothing.

"Come on Harl, please tell me what happened?"

Harley finally looked her in the eye and the tears slid down her pale cheeks her lip trembling making Ivy's heart break. She reached out taking the blonde's hand in her own while the other moved to pull her close but Harley only cried more squeezing her eyes shut as her body shook.

"D-don't hurt me."

Ivy placed her free hand to Harley's good cheek wiping away the tears there shaking her head.

"I won't."

Harley leaned into her hand making sniffling sounds before throwing herself into the redhead's arms sobbing into her shoulder making Ivy sigh but hold her close rubbing her back.

"It's alright Harl, everything's fine, you're safe he isn't here to hurt you."

Her only answer was a hiccuped sob but Ivy just kept rubbing her back now gently rocking her friend. After a while Harley had cried herself out and was just taking comfort in her friend's embrace making Ivy sigh carefully moving to look into her eyes.

"Why don't you go and take a nice long soak in the tub, I'll get you some new pajamas and order take out so we can have a movie night?"

Harley gave a small smile and nod.

"Thanks Red."

Ivy stood and helped her up before watching her disappear into the bathroom closing the door behind her. After hearing the water start running the redhead went to her bedroom and pulled open a drawer in the dresser also acting as a tv stand she sifted through the few outfits and undergarments it contained before pulling out a pair of red pajama shorts and a black tank top, she folded them neatly together before heading to the bathroom, pausing to grab a freshly washed and dried towel from the linen closet.

As she opened the door Ivy let a small smile cross her lips at the scent of the natural lavender bubble bath, which she'd made just for Harley's visits to help her relax, then seeing the blonde lying in tub surrounded by bubbles with her eyes closed. Careful not to make a sound Ivy set the towel and clothes on the sink and turned to leave but paused hearing the water move around as Harley sat up.

"Hey Red, can ya help me get my back?"

Ivy looked back at her friend and went to the side of the tub taking the washcloth as she sat on the edge and began gently scrubbing her soft ivory skin. As she ran the cloth over her back Ivy took in the deep bruises blossoming on the blonde's sides and the way the other woman flinched a little when she barely touched them. She gave a low growl under her breath as she finished washing and handed the washcloth back as her mind started imagining ways to return the favor of the bruises to the clown king, she was snapped from her thoughts by the feel of Harley's hand gently gripping her wrist making her turn her emerald eyes to the other woman.

Harley was looking at the foam of bubbles around her but as she bit her cracked lip Ivy got the silent plea. Slipping off her own pajamas the redhead slipped into the tub letting herself be pulled close so her back was to the blonde's chest being held in place by her arms around her waist. Ivy felt herself slowly relax as her fingers traced patterns on Harley's legs under the warm water, Harley in turn seemed to be relaxing further as she rested her chin on her shoulder closing her eyes. They stayed that way until the water started getting cold urging Ivy to finally get out and help her friend out handing her the towel turning to leave the bathroom to get her own towel but stopped giving a chuckle as Harley wrapped the towel around them both giving a small smile of her own.

Ivy couldn't help but feel her heart warm as she lay in bed gently running her fingers through Harley's hair as she lay sleeping curled as close as possible to Ivy. She smiled watching as Harley nuzzled her face into the crook of her neck letting out a soft sigh in her sleep. Ivy watched the blonde sleep her own eyes becoming heavy until she couldn't keep them open any longer as she held Harley tight and protectively.