Standing in the doorway of the lab Helena watched as Barbara rolled around the room tending to the girl she insisted they bring back with them. She had to admit, the kid looked a hell of a lot like Barbara, but that didn't help her believe Dinah's revelation, that this kid was some how Barbara's daughter. Helena had lived with Barbara since her mother's murder. She was fairly certain she'd remember Barbara having a kid. In fact she was fairly sure she remembered overhearing a conversation between Barbara and Selina where Barbara had confessed that she couldn't have children of her own. Helena watched silently as Barbara drew a tube of blood from the still unconscious girl. However this played out, it was sick and cruel and Harley Quinn would pay for the pain she was causing Barbara, Helena would see to it.

"Alfred." Barbara called as she carefully labeled the vile she was holding.

"Yes Ms. Barbara?" Alfred replied as he turned to look at her.

Barbara held out a syringe with an empty tube. Helena watched as Alfred nodded, taking the syringe and picking up the rubber tie thing from the metal table beside them. She could fight off the deadliest filth on New Gotham's streets, but the sight of the old butler drawing blood made her queasy.

"All done, Ms. Barbara." Alfred said cheerfully has he handed the vile to Barbara and then set about cleaning up.

"Thank you." Barbara replied. "Would you mind?"

The old man smiled. "Of course not. I'll stay right here and let you know the moment she wakes up."

Barbara smiled at the kind hearted Englishman and then rolled out of the room.

Helena followed. "Ok, how the hell can you be so calm?"

"Practice." Barbara replied as she headed towards her medical equipment.

Helena felt as if her head were bobbing in a tank of cloudy water as she followed Barbara. "How can that kid be yours?" She finally asked. "She's what nine-ish? I've known you all my life and I don't ever remember you being pregnant."

"I can't get pregnant." Barbara said flatly as she prepared the blood samples to run the DNA test on.

So she had remembered that right. "Then how?"

Once she was finished Barbara looked up at Helena. She might have appeared calm but her eyes were a tempest of emotion. "The Joker's bullet did more then sever my spin."

"So if you can't have kids how is that kid yours?" Helena asked carefully. There was a touch of sadness in her voice. Barbara would have made a great mom. She was a great mom, to her and to Dinah. It was totally unfair she couldn't have a kid of her own.

"I didn't say I couldn't have them." Barbara corrected. "I just can't carry a child." Moving her chair back a little she sat back and took her glasses off so she could look up into Helena's eyes. "I lost so much when I was shot. Having children was not going to be another part of my life taken out from under me." Barbara's eyes took on a far away look as she went on. "After the shooting when Dick and I," The look on Helena's face at the mention of Dick's name nearly made Barbara laugh. Helena and her adoptive brother didn't get along so well and mentioning him always made her make that face, like she'd smelled something bad and it left a lingering bad taste in her mouth. "When we were together I did a lot of thinking, and one of the things I was thinking about was the possibility of having a child with him. So I went to New Gotham General and started treatments to have my eggs harvested."

"Freeze dried Gordons?" Helena asked with an amused look on her face.

That did make Barbara laugh. "Well sort of. Embros are easier to store so I guess it would be more like freeze dried Grayson-Gordons. They would be waiting for when we were ready. Then it would just have been a matter of finding a surrogate."

"You never got the change to be ready because Dick," Helena spat out his name like a swear word, "blew off to play hero in Blüdhaven."

Barbara nodded. "When we broke up I didn't really think about having my own child anymore. I had you." She smiled warmly at the other woman before her eyes took on that far away look again. "I didn't think about it again until Wade, then it became a fleeting flicker of a thought. When he died, I finally put the whole idea away. I had you and Dinah, I had my girls, I was happy."

"And the kid?" Helena asked softly.

"I'm guessing Quinn stole an embryo." Barbara replied as she headed for Delphi's main controls. "I'm running a couple of searches to see if I can find something out. For now, we wait for the DNA."

Helena moved to sit on the desk next to her friend. "Then what?"

"Well, either way, I suppose I have a very damaged little girl to take care of." Barbara sighed, putting her head back and closing her eyes.

Helena reached out and put her hand on Barbara's shoulder. "You're pretty good with damaged kids. She's a lucky kid to have you."

Barbara opened her eyes and smiled at her friend, reaching up to put her own hand over Helena's.

The back of her head really hurt and her stomach felt all funky. As Harley slowly started to wake up she moaned. She'd been hurt before but never like this. Her head was throbbing and the light was making it worse. She closed her eyes even more tightly as she tried to shield them with her hand. "Mother?" She moaned. "Tony?" Something didn't feel right, she felt out of place. Slowly opening her eyes against the light she blinked until her vision was clear. She was in some kind of hospital room and she could feel panic slipping in. "Where am I?!"

"Easy miss." Alfred said as he approached the frighten child carefully. "Sitting up to fast isn't going to make you feel any better."

Harley looked at the old man wearing the strange suit and blinked. She was caught between wanting to get away, the urge to fight, and the need to throw up. "Where am I?" She asked again as she leaned away from him. "Where's Mother?" Anger began to mix with fear. "Did they take her away again!? Did they hurt her!?"

Alfred pressing the comm button that would let Ms. Barbara know she was needed then tried his best to calm the child. "You're safe, Miss Harley. No one here is going to hurt you."

The girl began to tremble. "Where?"

"In a medical lab, dear." Alfred replied calmly, his voice soft and careful. "You took an awful hit to the head, and the sedative you were given isn't completely out of your system."

Things in her head began to clear which didn't help to calm her down. She'd fought with Oracle, and then everything went dark. The blonde, the Canary, said Mother wasn't her mother. As flashes of the night cleared a little, Harley's instinct to fight became stronger. She scampered out of the bed and looked wildly for something to use as a weapon.

"Easy now Miss Harley." Alfred said softly as he made sure the girl could see him, and taking care with his movements.

Harley grabbed a lamp off the table she'd backed herself into. "Let me go!" She yelled as she took a swipe at him with the lamp. "Take me back to Mother! Take me back or I'll smash your skull in!"

"Harley." Barbara called out loudly, firmly, as she rolled into the room. As soon as she'd seen the panicked child she new she'd have to talk her down and trying to reach out to her wasn't going to work. "Harley, put the lamp down, now."

The girl turned to see Oracle and Huntress and she really started to tremble. She had to get out of here, she had to get home, she had to find Duela and Mother. "Let me go!"

"We can't do that, Harley." Barbara said sternly. "Now put the lamp down."

Frightened green eyes locked onto firm green eyes and Harley raised the lamp as if she were going to throw it. She watched as Oracle put a hand on Huntress' arm to stop her from moving. The action confused her. Why didn't she just let the woman kill her?

"Harley." Barbara said again as she wheeled a little closer. "Put the lamp down. No one's going to hurt you."

The girl looked at Oracle, then at the old man, then at Huntress, before looking at Oracle again. Her mind flashed to looking at herself in the mirror in her bedroom after seeing her the first time. She'd never seen anyone with hair and eyes the same color as hers. Those same colored eyes connected again and slowly Harley lowered the lamp, but continued to tremble.

"Put the lamp on the table." Barbara commanded gently. There was no missing the shaking of the girl's hand as she did so. "Good, now get back in bed. Your head must be hurting pretty badly and you're probably trying really hard not to vomit."

Angry scared eyes flashed up to look at Huntress as they changed. "Because she hit me." Then those eyes flash towards Barbara. "And you drugged me."

Helena was caught off guard as she watched the girl's eyes change. It was impossible, no two metas had the same power, but the girl had agility like her, she was strong for her age, and she'd just watched the kid's eyes turn feral. Stealing a glace at Barbara she could see that the other woman had noticed it too. "You were trying to kill my best friend." Helena huffed at the girl. "I couldn't let you do that."

Harley glared at Helena and then turned her attention back to Oracle. "Let me go. I want to go home."

Barbara moved just a little closer. "I can't do that, Harley."

She was really trying hard not to cry, but it wasn't easy. "Where's Mother? What have you done with her?"

"Harley," Barbara looked the girl in the eyes as she spoke. The eye contact seemed to keep her focused and she shook a little less. "Get back in bed. I'll explain everything, but part of the reason for your trembling is because you have a concussion." The girl continued to stand there staring. "Get back in bed, Harley. Now.

Harley narrowed her eyes and lunged forward as if to attack, but Oracle didn't even flinch. She saw Huntress move as if to grab her, but Oracle's hand went up and Huntress stopped, all without taking her eyes off Harley. The two just stared into each other's eyes for several moments. Suddenly Harley's eyes turned back to normal and then she finally inched her way back to the bed.

Inwardly Barbara sighed in relief. She waited until the girl was back on the bed before rolling closer to her. "How do you feel?"

It wasn't until she was on the bed watching the woman come closer that Harley noticed she was in a powered chair. "Why aren't you walking?"

"You damaged the device that lets me walk." Barbara answered honestly.

Harley smiled. "Mother said if I hit the little box you'd fall down."

Anger flared inside her every time she heard the girl refer to Quinn as her mother. "How are you feeling?" She repeated her question, choosing to ignore the girl's comment. "How badly does you're head hurt? Does your stomach feel upset?"

"What happened to Mother?" Harley asked. "Where is Duela? Have you hurt them?"

Barbara sighed inwardly again. She couldn't show frustration around the girl. She knew from experience that kids, like dogs, could smell fear. "Quinn's been taken back to prison by the police, and the other little girl, Duela is it? She's with child services, she's safe."

The panic and anger was back. "You took them away! You took her away again!" She went to get out of bed again but Huntress was standing closer and Oracle moved closer as well. "Why?!"

"Harley," Barbara said firmly as she risked reaching out to touch the girl. "There's a lot that we need to tell you, for you to understand, and we'll tell you everything. But right now you're hurt, and we need to make sure you're ok."

"Why do you care?" Harley asked as she watched the woman's hand reaching out. She hesitated a moment and then jerked away from her. "You hate us and all you'll tell me is lies!"

"We aren't the ones who've been lying to you kid." Helena said.

Harley looked at the woman and narrowed her eyes again. "No, you just hit me."

"You started it." Helena replied as she crossed her arms and glared at the girl.

"I had to protect Mother." Harley replied, then the tears she'd been holding back let loose. "I couldn't do it, and now you've taken her and Duela away from me."

Barbara held her breath for a moment to keep her own emotions in check. This really wasn't going to be easy, not that she'd thought for a second it would be, but now they were finally seeing just the tip of what Quinn had done. "Alfred, would you make Harley some tea and dry toast please, and ask Dinah to bring in the clothes I sent her for."

"Of course Ms. Barbara." Alfred replied with a warm smile.

Harley smirked. She noticed the way Barbara eyed her costume. "Mother said this costume would bother you because you wore one like it when you and bad ol' Batman killed Daddy J."

Oh, yeah, Helena thought as she watched Barbara and the kid. This one was really damaged. It was no wonder Barbara was calling in favors to find someone to talk to the girl on a professional level. Not that she'd ever trust a shrink again, but she knew Barbara would be very careful about who she picked.

"That's part of the stuff we'll get to." Barbara told the girl. "Right now I'm going to make sure you're ok, then you're going to change and have the tea the toast Alfred brings you. We'll see about moving you out of the lab later on."

"This is called kidnapping you know." Harley huffed as she let the woman check her over.

Helena smirked. "Not when the police know you're here."

Barbara finished looking the girl over and when Alfred returned left her in his capable hands. She kept quiet until she and Helena were back at Delphi. That's when she looked up at the other woman. "Did you have to do that?"

"Do what?" Helena asked.

"Pick at her like that." Barbara replied.

Helena gave her friend a lopsided grin. "And you wonder why I couldn't keep a babysitting job when I was younger."

"It wasn't helping." Barbara said as she turned around so she could access her keyboards.

Helena just shrugged. "Kid needs normal, that's me being normal."

Barbara smirked as her fingers danced over the keys. "Don't I know it."

"Speaking of my normal, wanna tell me why the kid's eyes changed like that?" Helena asked as she hopped up on the desk.

"Just another thing to add to the "I have no freakin' clue" list." Barbara replied as she began uploading medical scans she'd taken of the girl. "But I'll find out."