Author's note: This is really short but I wanted to get it out there quickly so I could hear back from readers to see if it's worth continuing or if I should maybe take it in a new direction. I have a lot of ideas but since I don't write often I would like as much feedback as possible to see if I can learn something and write a bit better with each chapter.

Harley grasped the cold metal of the fire escape, quickly flipping her body backwards to land outside the window of her destination. She swiftly picked the lock and swung the window open before stepping casually off the ledge and into the hotel room. She grinned as a harsh voice screeched at her, "Jesus christ can't you ever use the front door?"

Olivia threw a pillow at the intruder and rolled over to bury her face in the remaining mound of pillows. Harley strolled over to Olivia and, with a grin, tugged at a lock of the sullen woman's hair. In a thick New Jersey accent she coo'ed "C'mon peaches, don't frown. Put a smile on that face!" Her voice was too cheery and Olivia grunted before sitting up cross legged to stare at her friend.

Harley was always so perky, her blonde hair pulled up in pigtails and her blue eyes sparkling. Why the hell did she have to be so happy? Olivia narrowed her eyes and said plainly, "Don't call me peaches." Harley laughed loudly and abruptly, giggling for what seemed like fifteen minutes to Olivia. Her friend's laughter subsided and she said with a sheepish smile, "Well I could always go back to callin' you lefty!"

"God damnit Harley, I'm not in the mood. Next time you break into my hotel room I'm going to shoot you in the leg, got it?" Olivia's voice was harsh but Harley knew she only meant to threaten her half-heartedly, though she would make it a point to use the door next time. She knew Olivia was having a hard time adjusting ever since the incident with Bane. Harley hadn't had many interactions with the guy but she knew he was a deadly serious madman with some deadly serious plans. Harley tended to stay out of other villain's business unless she had something to gain and, as far as she could tell, all Bane wanted was chaos. Besides, Harley had lost a lot of passion for crime after the Joker had disappeared. It just wasn't the same without her man.

Harley face dropped and she sighed, Olivia's depression seemed contagious. In a softer voice she asked Olivia, "How're you holding up in here anyways? You hardly come out and play anymore. Pam and I are worried about you." Olivia scoffed and gave her friend an accusing stare. Harley laughed a bit and climbed up onto the bed with Olivia. "Well, maybe Pam doesn't worry about you so much but you know her, all she cares about are those damn plants. Besides, with Bane on the rise she's been fretting about what to do with her little greenhouse. If he destroys Gotham she'll need to save her precious babies."

Olivia nodded and took a deep breath before taking her friend's hand. "I guess no one except Talia really knows what he's up to. Maybe nothing, but I have a hunch it's going to be big." Harley nodded and turned to look out at the city she'd grown fond of over the years. If Bane meant to burn it down she'd need to find somewhere new to terrorize.