The room looked like a set from Babes in Toyland. It was full of oversized blocks and dolls, a large ride-on train, and huge toy soldiers. The walls were painted in colorful patterns with big plush letters and numbers, flowers and ladybugs hung along side posters from children's movies and Haly's Circus. One poster, which hung near one of the two beds in the room, was so old it promoted The Flying Graysons and the very special act they would be doing at a Martha Wayne Foundation benefit performance.

It was a child's dream of a room with every toy and game one could ask for. A small ten-year-old girl with blonde curls and green eyes bounced excitedly on her bed while across the room another girl of the same age but with red hair and softer green eyes sat on her bed smirking.

"We're supposed to be getting ready for bed." The redhead said.

The blonde giggled wildly. "How can you think of sleeping? Aren't you still feeling all bouncy inside? Mommy was so happy when we got home."

The redhead smirked a bit more. It had felt really good to see their mother so pleased with them. "Yes, but she won't be happy if we're not asleep soon."

"Oh it's alright, my darling." Harleen Quinzel, aka, Harley Quinn, said as she entered the room. "I know it's hard to sleep after such excitement."

The blonde girl jumped off her bed with a flip landing close to her mother. "Mommy can we do it again soon? I liked that game."

Harley grinned brightly as she nodded. "Oh don't worry precious, you and your sister will get to play with your new friends again soon. I promise." The blonde girl wrapped her arms around her mother and giggled. She'd been very pleased with the girls' first real meeting with Gordon's little birds. She had to admit; she got a rush from watching her little bat take on Kyle. Looking up at the red haired girl she beamed brightly. "Aren't you going to come give mommy a hug goodnight?"

The girl jumped off her bed and ran over to her mother hugging her as well. "That was so much fun."

"I'm glad you think so." Harley replied as she looked down into soft green eyes. "Because it's only the start of our little game."

Helena paced the Clocktower as Barbara reviewed the tape from the mall for the millionth time. It was clear that Quinn was behind this now more than ever. There hadn't been a doubt in Barbara's mind since day one, but seeing the girl in Harley's old costume and the one in her own, it was just the final piece of evidence. Harley Quinn was back. The question now was what was her plan and how did these girls fit into it? They couldn't be more than eight or nine years old, but they fought as if they'd had years of training. Who were they? Where did they come from? And most importantly, what had Harley done to them?

"I just don't get it." Helena said as she came over to where Barbara was sitting. "It doesn't make any sense. If she were going to come after us then why not just do it? Why use the kids?"

"Because this isn't about just coming after us." Barbara replied after a moment. She had been deep in her own thoughts and needed to get them a bit more organized before she could answer Helena's question. "She's never been the type to just be straight forward. It's always a mind game with her."

Helena crossed her arms as she leaned against Barbara's desk. "What kind of mind game?"

"She's taunting us." The redhead replied. "Taunting me."

"By using kids?" Helena asked.

"Wouldn't be the first time." Dinah said as she came out of the practice room. "I couldn't keep from thinking about Guy the whole time those girls were trying to fight us."

There was a pained look in Helena's eyes as she remembered the boy she'd grown so close too, a child whose whole life was a manipulation that Quinn controlled. "I'm going to break every bone in her body."

"We have to find her first." Dinah sighed. "And we've been trying to do that ever since she escaped."

"Yes, but now she's made herself known." Barbara said as she backed up a little and took her glasses off. She was getting a massive headache from looking at her monitors so much, not to mention the stress. "Which means she's setting us up for something."

"A rematch?" Helena asked. "We'll kick her ass again and send her back to prison where she belongs."

If only Barbara thought it was going to be that easy. Sighing she rubbed her eyes and headed down the ramp away from her computers. She headed off towards the hall Dinah had just come down.

"Where are you going?" Helena asked.

"I need to think." Barbara replied before disappearing into the training room.

Again the two other women were left standing there watching her wheel away. "She's training more then normal."

Helena nodded. "This is personal for her Dinah."

"Are we going to let her do this?" The younger girl asked as she looked over at Helena. Her concern was bright in her eyes and with good reason.

Over the years Barbara had made major improvements on her neuro-responder but it still caused her pain to use it, and Helena still didn't trust the damn thing not to do more harm then good. "I don't think we have a choice."

"We could hide it." Dinah offered.

"And she could kick our asses." Helena retorted.

The younger woman was getting frustrated. "So what do we do just sit around waiting for this psycho bitch to come after us? Or for Barbara to push herself to far this time?"

"No." Helena replied as she watched the spot where Barbara had disappeared. "We find her first and we stop her before it gets to the point where Babs thinks she has to use that goddamn thing."

Dinah smiled and crossed her arms. "You have a plan?"

"What? You think Barbara's the only one who can come up with plans?" The older woman asked, looking mildly offended.

"Yes." Dinah replied with a smirk.

Helena narrowed her eyes and stared at the young blonde before finally replying, "Get dressed we've got work to do."

Dinah didn't argue she simply went up stairs and changed into her Black Carney outfit. Without a word the two women left the Clocktower. They knew that as soon as she got back to Delphi, Barbara would know where they were, but neither of them could stand just standing there waiting. "So," Dinah asked as she and Helena made their way through the night. "Where are we going?"

"Ever wonder where all the kid friendly places in the city were?" Helena asked as they moved together through the shadows.

"Not really." Dinah replied. "I was sixteen when I got here remember? I was past little kid stuff."

"You were still a kid." Helena replied as they headed for the first place on her list. She'd grown up in Gotham and had a couple of places in mind. She wanted to try and head these kids off somehow. Maybe they would get lucky and get to the next target before the girls did and they could capture them or something. "If you could go anywhere you wanted and do anything you wanted where would you go?"

"I went to No Man's Land," Dinah replied. "But I don't think that counts."

Helena thought about it and then shrugged. "No Man's Land isn't meant to be a place for little kids."

"The Game Room." Barbara's voice cut in.

"We getting one?" Helena asked with a smirk. She felt relieved at the sudden sound of her friend's voice in her ear. Barbara had always had a calming effect on her, an anchor, but right now she was just glad to know that her friend was ok. Her voice was stressed, but it wasn't setting off any warning bells. "I always wanted my own pool table."

"No." Barbara replied as she watched her monitors. "That's where they are."

"That would have been my next guess." Dinah said as she and Helena made their way towards the huge warehouse that had been turned into a kid's play time nirvana.

"I thought you didn't know about kid stuff?" Helena teased. The Game Room was a huge place; this could turn out two ways in her mind, bad, and really bad.

Dinah smirked. "It's not just for little kids." Then she frowned. "Aren't there people in there this time of night?"

"Closed for remodeling." Barbara informed them. "Someone tripped a silent alarm about five minutes ago."

"Convenient." Helena replied. When they arrived they found the front doors unlocked and ajar. Something in the pit of Helena's stomach told her that this felt different. This wasn't just the girls playing at whatever game they'd been told this was. Going inside the two women moved quietly, slowly, as they listened for the sound of kids playing. The lights were off so Helena's eyes turned feline to help her see.

A sound made Dinah turn to her left, just in time to get hit in the face with a plastic ball. "Hey!"

The lights came up with the sound of little girl giggling. "They came back to play with us!"

"Will you play with us this time?" The second girl asked from somewhere to their right.

Helena looked around, peering into the shadows, until she caught sight of one standing on the candy counter. It was the girl dressed in the harlequin jester get-up. Remembering their last encounter her gaze went upwards as she looked for the little Batgirl. She found her perched on one of the larger games eyeing her in a way that made Helena feel a little uneasy, that and the fact that the kid was mocking Barbara by wearing her uniform was really starting to piss Helena off. "We won't fight you." Helena finally replied. "You're just a couple of kids. I've got clothes older than you two."

The little harlequin titled her head in a way that made chills run down their spines.

"Why are you doing this?" Dinah asked.

"Eww." The little Batgirl scrunched her face. "They're the talky kind of grown ups."

"So lets make them be quiet." The other girl replied.

It hadn't dawned on Helena until she saw the Batgirl clad kid whip out a baton and flip off the counter that this was a planned gathering. Jumping back into a defensive stance she watched the girl come at her.

"Wait!" The jester kid shouted just short of attacking Dinah, who was also ready for the girl's first move. "Last time you wouldn't play with us."

"We won't fight you." Dinah told the girl.

The girl smirked. "Well, you can play with us or you can play with them."

Dinah and Helena watched as a bunch of goons dressed as toy soldiers came out of the shadows. Helena sighed then growled when she felt the baton crack into her ribs. "Damnit kid!"

The little Batgirl laughed as she continued to throw punches and swing the baton. Before either one knew it they were defending themselves against the onslaught of the insane trick-or-treaters. When they tried to back away from the fight they found themselves fighting a goon. This was crazy, but then again, Helena thought as she took out a goon, Quinn's crazy as hell and this had her stink all over it.

Barbara walked in and as soon as she saw what was going on pulled out both of her batons. She wasted no time getting into the fray. She'd been afraid this was a set up, and if there was a chance Quinn was going to be around then she felt she needed to be there as well.

The presence of someone new drew both girls' attention. When the little harlequin saw that all the men her mommy had sent were down she knew it was time to go. They weren't supposed to stay once the men were taken out. "Uh-oh, I think I hear my Mommy calling." She said with a giggle as she backed away from the blonde. "Come on sissy we have to go!"

Little Batgirl withdrew from her attack on Huntress but as she turned to join her sister she caught sight of who'd come in. She froze as she looked at the red haired woman. Her head titled a little as her soft green eyes locked onto the woman's soft green eyes. She stood there holding batons just like hers, she was dressed in a costume just like hers, she had long red hair and soft green eyes just like hers.

"Sis!" The little harlequin yelled and then sighed as she ran to her sister and grabbed her by the arm when the other girl didn't respond. "We have to go now!"

Taking the little silver balls her mother had given her the little Batgirl threw them down hard so the colored smoke would come out, then ran along with her sister, towards the exit where the van was waiting to whisk them away.

When the smoke cleared Helena looked around and again found the kids gone. Hissing she stormed over to Barbara. "What the hell are you doing here?"

Barbara was still staring at the spot where the girl dressed like her had been standing. The way the girl had looked at her, the way their eyes met, what the hell had that been that passed between them?

"Batgirl!" Helena yelled, using Barbara's codename since they were in the field.

Snapping out of it Barbara looked at the other woman. "What?"

"What are you doing here?" She repeated and then answered the question for herself with a sigh. "You came looking for Quinn."

Barbara didn't answer she just turned around and headed back out to the hummer. She used her cell, which was routed through Delphi, to contact the police about the goons as she went. She didn't feel like having this conversation again.

"I thought we agreed you'd only use that damn thing in extreme cases." Helena said as she followed the redhead out.

"Harley Quinn is an extreme case." Barbara replied as she opened the hummer door.

Helena put her hand on the door before Barbara could close it once she'd climbed in. "Barbara." She hissed in a low voice that to often reminded Barbara of Selina, not that she'd even told Helena that.

"Helena, don't." Barbara warned. "Not now."

Smoky blue eyes locked with green for several seconds before Helena just shook her head and backed away from the Hummer door. "She's becoming your Joker, Barbara."

That made the older woman blink. "What?"

"My father was so obsessed with catching the Joker that his obsession ended up hurting the people he loved most." Helena said carefully. "You've tried so hard not to follow in all his footsteps, follow in these, not now."

Barbara opened her mouth to argue but found she couldn't. She had been obsessing over Quinn. It was hard not to when she thought about it all. Sighing she simply nodded at Helena, who nodded in return. They'd been together for so long they really didn't need words to understand each other.

"Make sure she takes that damn thing off as soon as you're back." Helena told Dinah who was now sitting in the passenger seat of the hummer. "I'm going to see if I can't find something we can use."

"Bring back a couple of those smoke balls." Barbara told the other woman as she turned to glare at Dinah who just smiled at her sweetly. Sighing she slammed the hummer door closed then headed back towards the Clocktower.