Warning. This chapter contains violence.

Poison Ivy eye's nearly gleamed at what she saw. It was beautiful. Mesmerizing. "Ay Red! We ain't got all day." She's snapped out of her reverie by Harley Quinn's voice.

"Oh yes." She grabs the case carefully slipping it out from the vault. It was heavy, extremely so, and rather large. It seems as if Ace wanted to keep samples on hand instead of big vats. Meaning this could be a part of their sole supply. Which would be odd, but it'd make sense. No sense in storing large amounts of incredibly expensive and volatile chemicals all at once. But there must be another supply somewhere. She moves about an inch, and suddenly an alarm is pounding in their ears.

Harley glares at Poison Ivy, "Might as well call up Bat Brain himself!" She begins to run, knowing that Ivy will be right by her side.

A woman in a police uniform stops in front of her, demanding for her to halt. She sprints forward, propelling herself into a flip, grabbing the officer's shoulder's mid-rotation and slamming them to the ground. Ivy can't help but grin and follow her very closely behind.

They're panting as they sprint. Although they uncharacteristically let out a bubbly chuckle. This day was so similar to their first meeting. It was funny.

Bruce hurls himself into the Batmobile. So far no intel' on the suspects of the crime were available. Although it was extremely volatile plant toxins that had been stolen, giving him an inkling that Pamela Isley was involved in the crime.

Superman hadn't thought much about it, he'd simply joined Bruce in the vehicle. Figuring they'd get there in due time. This earned him a strange look from Bruce. "Can't you fly?" He nearly growls at Clark.

"Just drive." He shoots back. He examines Bruce's face. His jaw was hard set and his eyes narrowed. He possessed that tame anger that felt so threatening. Clark looks down at his hands again before closing his eyes. He wanted to help his friend to not be so bitter. He wanted Bruce to be happy, but he'd never say it. They were rivals, enemies, night and day, dark and light, incompatible, destined to hate each other. At least it looked like that on the outside. But together they made the world's greatest team.

He's snapped out of his thoughts as the Batmobile slides to a stop. They'd gotten here incredibly fast. He remembers the task at hand and gets out of the car. He puts on his bravest face and prays that this will be over with soon. Bruce approaches one of the officers parked outside of the Ace Chemical plant. "Information. Now."

The cop looks at him indignantly. He seems like he's about to tell him of, but Commissioner Gordon shoots the officer a look. Gordon walks up to Batman, eyebrow cocking in surprise at the sight of Superman standing beside him. But he knows better than to question it. "Apparently Poison Ivy has broken into Ace, stealing very dangerous, very volatile chemicals that can be used as biological weapons. And she has someone with her, Harley Quinn."

The moment he said that name it all made sense to Bruce. "Are they still inside?"

"Yes.

Batman says no more. He walks past Gordon, Superman following suite.

Harley Quinn skids to a stop. There in front of her stood a blockade of officers. "Dammit!"

"Put your hands up and surrender! Drop the case carefully!" Harley's about to move, until they train their guns on her. "Do not try to escape. You are surrounded!"

Ivy sees that there's no escape, and she sighs angrily. There has to be a way out. She couldn't let her and Harley rot back in Arkham. Having to plan their next escape and trying not to kill the abusive guards. Even worse, Harley would be near the Joker. She was absolutely sure that Harley'd give into that strong a temptation. Ivy couldn't let Harley do that to herself again, not after she's learned that this is what Harley truly desired. Freedom from that lousy excuse for even a human.

She spots a few vines growing outside the window. She moves to set the case down, the moment it touches the floor vines shatter through the window panes. Disarming the officers and hoisting them high up in the air. She doesn't kill them, there's no need. She keeps them suspended there while running to the back entrance. Harley Quinn follows closely by her side. She doesn't spare a look toward her, but if she did, she'd see the look of fear in Harley's eyes. They'd almost gone back to Arkham, a fate she wouldn't wish on her worst of enemies.

Poison Ivy kicks in the secluded exit. Running at full speed in any direction away from the building.

"The situation has been compromised!" Bruce hears Gordon's voice echoing from his communicator.

"Where are they?" He growls into the machine.

"Outside the building, heading southeast. They were last spotted on Kirkland."

Batman puts away the communicator, before breaking out in a sprint in the direction. "Here." Superman holds out his hand.

"What is it?"

"Grab on, It'll be faster if I take us there." There isn't time to argue so he begrudgingly takes a hold of his hand. He grits his teeth at the feeling, pushing it down and deep as he could. Before he can think more of it they're airborne.

He's breathless for a moment, yes he's used to gliding with his cape and swinging from his grappling hook but this? This was a hew experience all together. He was flying, faster than jet plane, the wind stung the exposed skin of his face. And He felt the pressure against his suit. Never had he experienced what he felt now. And it was marvelous. Although he can't think too much on it, they have a very important task at hand.

Superman looks down at the ground, along with Batman they notice the perpetrators fleeing the scene. Superman swoops down, making sure to carefully bring Batman down to the ground. Before Harley or Ivy can turn around Batman's hurling himself toward Ivy, knowing that it's important to incapacitate her first.

Harley stops as Red tumbles to the ground. She sees that it's that pain in the ass Batman who's got her. She hurls a hard kick toward his head while he's struggling to pin down Ivy. It's a hard kick, aimed right at the part of his face unprotected by the cowl. This incapacitates Batman but only for a moment. Just as he's getting up and preparing to fight Harley Superman rushes in. They glance at each other assigning who'd take on who with only their eyes. All the while Batman's bottom lip is swelling. Blood is dripping down his chest from his mouth. He was still a little dizzy and unprepared. Which aids Harley in catching him off guard.

Harley swings her leg again at Batman, catching his legs and effectively tripping him. Batman gets up quickly, faster than she expected and delivers a painful blow to her chest. She staggers but doesn't hesitate to flip backwards, and away from Batman. He pulls out his grappling hook, pulling her back to him, simultaneously raising his fist to deliver a devastating blow to her jaw. There's almost the sound of a crunch beneath his knuckles at they make contact with Harley's face. She howls in pain, but doesn't give up. Using her momentum toward him hold his arm and pull it back painfully. There's a pop. And Batman howls himself.

Harley uses the distraction to get away, hiding somewhere in an abandoned warehouse nearby.

Meanwhile Superman's battling away the vines that Ivy decided to release on him. They're large and covered in lethal thorns. He's thankful for his Kryptonian heritage that prevented them from penetrating his skin. He systematically tears each one apart. They were as thick around as a tree.

He hears the screams of pain coming from Ivy each time he rips apart one of the vines. He never knew that she was connected this much to the plants, so much so that she felt their pain. For a moment he feels guilt for having caused her this amount of suffering. But nevertheless he fights on because he has no choice.

She surges toward him, her vines encompassing his body. He can't rip them apart with his bare hands fast enough so he turns to his laser eyes to tear them down. It only seemed as if more grew back from every one he destroyed with his laser beams. He tries to break free of them but his efforts were fruitless. The vines ripped at his costume. Shreds falling to the ground. Ivy laughs at his efforts to escape, enjoying seeing her enemy being defeated so easily before her eyes. She will do everything in her to

power to protect Harley, to keep her happy. If that involved putting her life on the line to defeat the man of steel then so be it.

Batman shoves the joint back in place, there's a quick burst of pain that fades into a very painful blunt throbbing. But he ignores it. He sprints toward the warehouse where Harley was hiding. When he's near the entrance he spots Ivy's vines engulfing Clark. How strong were they? To be able to overwhelm him, Superman of all people like that? Something's different with Ivy, she was stronger, more ruthless. Inside of him bubbles up a panic that he's not used to feeling as the Dark Knight. Clark seemed to be struggling to free himself, he doubts that Ivy could kill him but still there's the possibility…

Suddenly there stand two choices before him. Apprehend Harley or help Clark? He looks into the warehouse. He grunts in frustration before running toward the vines and pulling out a mini-grenade. Before he can release the pin there's a loud thwack. His vision goes blurry and there's this horrible pain radiating through his skull. His knees goes weak and he falls the ground. His visions fades in and out, the pain getting worse as time passed. How much time passed?

Superman watches this all through a small slit in the vines. He sees the baseball bat hit his head. He sees Bruce fall to the ground. Immediately he's overwhelmed with emotion. His body burns in sadness and rage. Harley stood over him, a grin on her face.

His eyes are a continuous glow of red. He roars, tearing his arms free of Ivy's vines. She gasps in horror, before immediately rushing to escape with Harley. But Superman's emotions are unbridled. Seeing his friend so vulnerable, so utterly defeated, so… fragile and inescapably human. It set something off in him, a flurry of emotions the stormed inside of him. But it was blinding and senseless. He had lost control.

He grabbed Ivy, pinning her to the wall and tying her up in lightning speed. Harley Quinn was slipperier.

Harley watched as Superman tied up Ivy. Something in her chest hurt. It was an inescapable pain. Something she was familiar with and felt many times in her lifetime. Although not like this, not this intensely.

With tears in her eyes she tries to evade Superman, despite knowing her efforts were likely futile she keeps going. Making her way onto the roof of the warehouse. He catches up the acrobat. Like she expected. But still she tried her best to evade him. And she managed to for a while. Sprinting and running and flipping away from the alien.

Until the felt a sharp pain ripping through her side.

She gasps, the air leaving her lungs from the impact. Her vision swims and she's so disoriented that she can't move her limbs. She glances down, her mind barely registering the sharp broken beam jutting from the roof. It had bent upward, and went completely through her side. In a daze she notices the blood pooling at her feet.

Ivy watches this all unfold before her eyes. She'd been trying to catch up to the caped crusader but failed. Miserably. She screams, running as fast as she can to the decrepit roof. It's not long before she reaches Harley's side. "You're okay Darling. You're fine you-" Her feet are wet. And warm. She looks down and it's Harley's blood that she's standing in. It's spreading out, and dripping off the roof.

She stares down at it. Her eyes blank. She's failed. She's failed to protect Harley and because of her inability she's been hurt. She may even die. No she can't hear that word. She can't even think it. Not Harley, perfect, intelligent, resourceful, to fucking good for this world Harley.

"Red?" Harley's voice trembles. Ivy can hear the amount of fear she felt.

"Yes?" She supports Harley, who was finding it difficult to stand on her own. And by the looks of it breath.

Despite their duties, despite their obligations to catch the two criminals, Batman and Superman stand there, letting them say their peace. Because they know what's happening. It's over for her, for Harley.

Harley sucks in a breath, but it sounds off. It's a wheezing airy sound. "You're a g-great friend. Ya' know that? All these years, You've been trying to save me from Mr. J. Hell, from myself too. You've been so d-devoted to me. And... and I know why. I always knew." She coughs, blood spattering from her mouth. It seems like she was forcing the words to leave her body. "You're in love with me Red. It's as obvious as the rising of the sun. I tried to tell myself otherwise but I couldn't. I was a psychologist y'know. I was too aware of what I was doin' to push it down. "

Her heart stammers, "Harley, we need to get you treated."

"Ah Red I'm done for." She puts a hand to the wound on her lower torso, trying to stop the flow of blood. "I just wanted to say my peace before I leave you behind." Tear well up in her eyes but she hold them back. She bites her lip to keep from crying. Harley never thought it'd end like this. So soon. In some trivial battle for some trivial chemicals. In so much pain and so much blood. But at least someone she loved was by her side in the end.

"Shut up!" She turns to the Heroes, "Help her! Please!" Batman shakes his head, sadly. There was nothing he could do. And that simple gesture made that as clear as day. Ivy runs up to him. Pounding on his chest. "You put on that crazy Bat costume because you wanted to help people right?! Be a hero? Then help! HELP HER you useless fucking Bat." She sinks to the floor in hysteria.

Batman stands there seemingly stoic. But he felt for the two. It saddened him to see Harley die. More than he cared to admit. Superman's distress showed more outwardly, especially as he tries to think of a way to help. But comes up with blanks.

"Hey Red come back here." Harley calls her over.

Ivy obeys, slinking her way over to her dying companion. She takes her free hand in hers. "Yes?"

Harley looks like she's mulling something over in her head, but then she turns to Red. If she says this now, will it just make it worse for Ivy? She doesn't know but it needs saying. "I just may have been crazy for ya' too." She says quietly. Ivy stands there, in shock. Harley... felt for her? No... No. It couldn't be. All these years wasted pining for someone she thought would never love her, when all the while Harley had felt the same.

"Come on Harley, We're getting you out of here." She says matter of factly.

"No Red." She weakly pushes her away with her free hand.

"There has to be a way!"

Superman steps up to them. "Step away Poison Ivy. I may have a way to help."

Ivy looks at him with distrust in her eyes, but does as he asks. He nods in thanks before using his laser beams to sever the beam from the building. It wasn't going to necessarily save her, but at least she'd be mobile.

It was all a blur from there. She was handcuffed and shoved into the batmobile. With a barely breathing Harley beside her.