Hello again. Here's the latest installment. I am not writing much cause I am getting a feel for the characters. I DO NOT OWN BATMAN OR ARROW OR THE FLASH OR ANYTHING ELSE I MIGHT REFERENCE. EVEN IF I WISH I DID. I DON'T.

Chapter Two ~ Wait… What?!~

Days later Sara heard Bane had escaped Blackgate. The news of the day was that The Batman had captured The Riddler and put him in Arkham. She walked through the halls of Arkham looking over the files she had on Pamela "Poison Ivy" Isley. She was going to talk to the woman today. Apparently she had done some stuff to the mind of her co-worker Doctor Stephen Kellerman. She worried about him, then thought about herself. I wonder if her pheromones work on women. That would be interesting to test. But I can't help but wonder if I do this will I be putting myself in danger. Oh well, that is what I signed up for. Sara kept walking reading Doctor Young's notes.

"Extremely Anti-social… huh? Well the psychotherapy is one thing we are doing right. I hope we have cognitive therapy. And I wonder if the prescriptions would work on her with her plant DNA…"

As she continued on reading she wondered how a respected doctor such as Pamela or even Harleen could turn around and become so harmful. She sighed and figured she would never truly understand unless she was put in a situation that was similar. She looked up to see guards waiting to take her to Pamela.

"Shall we?" she asked them and smiled.

"Of course Dr. Ootori. By the way I am Aaron Cash. I want to warn you about being too close to the inmates. As an example is…" Cash said walking beside her then showed her his hook. "That's from Croc. So just be careful."

Sara nodded and said, "Thank you Mr. Cash. I will take your words to heart."

~Several Minutes Later~

Sara sat in a room with the Poison Ivy. She had checked the room out before letting her patient in. She had searched for plants in the room just in case Isley had gotten to a guard.

"Well Ms. Isley. What can you tell me about what happened to you?"

"You mean what happened with Jason?"

"Yes, I mean what happened with Dr. Woodrue."

"It happened on November 12, several years ago. Of course, at the time I thought Jason had poisoned me, but in retrospect he did me a huge favor."

"Yes I know you told Dr. Kellerman this."

"…"

Sara sighed knowing she wasn't going to get anything else out of Pamela. Then she waited for her next patient to be brought in. Some "low life scum", as the guards called him, caught eating another's face. She shuddered, Of course its cannibalism. But he needs my help. Just like Pamela, just like Joker, just like them all.

She sat with the latest patient and scribbled notes as he spoke. By the end of the session she was worn out. She sighed and went to lunch and sat by herself reading her notes and scribbling an order for medicine for the cannibal. She looked up as a male security guard that had been assigned to her for her more dangerous sessions sat with her. He sat silently and ate his lunch.

"You know you aren't supposed to be guarding me from the other doctors." She tried to joke.

He grinned at her and continued to eat silently. Then there was a flurry of chairs moving as everyone that could see the door stood up. Standing in the doorway with the warden was Bruce Wayne. Sara turned to see what all the fuss was about.

"Bruce! What a surprise! How are you? Have you heard from Oliver? I sent him a cake for his birthday, but he never sent a thank you or anything that said he got it…" She asked then broke off realizing he was in the asylum. "Oh! And why are you here?"

Bruce smiled at them all, "Doctor Thompkins, a family friend, is here helping with a surgery. I am her ride home. And Warden Sharp says I can wait here." He turned to Sara, "I am fine. But no, I haven't heard from Oliver, and that worries me. "He thought a moment, "Alfred has a party planned to celebrate a very special anniversary, would you come?"

Sara blinked surprised he would ask her while she was at work. "I… uh… suppose so."

"Excellent." He said obviously pleased with himself. "Ah Dr. Crest… here because of Harvey? How is he? Am I allowed to see him?"

Dr. Nora Crest looked at him and sighed, "I wish. But he's not responding to treatment very well."

"If you need more money let me know. He's still my friend somewhere in there."

"Of course, Bruce."

Sara glanced at her watch and stood, "Well if you excuse me I have a patient to see and an appointment to keep."

She left the room after gathering up her files and smiling at the guard and Bruce.

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