Chapter Eleven
"Hello, Love," Poison Ivy said upon opening the door. "I am so happy to see you."
Harley Quinn fell into Ivy's arms and planted a wet kiss on her full lips. "Pammy!" she cried. "I have missed you so much." She hugged her tighter. "I've missed this…" and she kissed her again.
Ivy looked at her friend, confidant, lover…whatever Harley was in that moment, with a cocked brow. "Where were you? Joker sent some idiots here looking for you."
"Those bozos couldn't find a needle in a haystack iffin it was in their asses," Harley replied. "I've been recuperatin'."
Ivy opened a cabinet in her bathroom and pulled out a bottle of green gel-caps. "Here," she handed the pills to Harley. "Well they knew enough to put my real name to a face."
"What are these for?" Harley already had a shot from Bats.
Ivy sat on a small green fainting couch. "They're boosters for your immune system," she said. "You only need to take one every 4 months. That way I don't have to give you a shot so often, seeing as you hate them."
Harley looked at the meds. "O.K."
"Now dish….tell me where you were. What happened to you?"
Harley decided to just level with Ivy. Tell the truth and not sugarcoat it. The heist, the abuse, being alone in the wet, and her savior: Batman.
Ivy stretched. "Oh My God Harley. How? Why?" Ivy could feel hatred welling up inside her. She despised the fact that Harley found Joker attractive to be around. Was her friend really that crazy? Sure she knew Harleen had studied the man, but he had warped her sense of reality, her very foundation of what love really was.
"But that's not all, Red," Harley said.
"There's more?"
Harley suddenly had an impish grin. "Bats kissed me…" she was beaming. "He actually kissed me. I thought it was odd that he was bein' kind, but then I realized that he's felt this way fer quite some time."
Ivy just looked at her. "I don't know what ta do," Harley continued. "I made a deal with B-Man ta bring Mistah J down. Part of me wants ta make that happen, and yet I don't. Another part wants Batman. What do I do?"
