Okay, well, This is the last chapter for this part of the story!!! Don't fret ok? Read the author's not at the end, it's very important!!!! I'd like to answer my lovely reviewer MustLoveGreg.
MustLoveGreg: Yes!! That's exactly what I was thinking! I might use Supernatural as a setting instead of Batman Begins/Dark Knight and such. Tell me what you think. :D
"Only two and a half weeks left to go." I told myself, trying not to let the raging hormones get the best of me. The last few weeks were miserable, and I was taking it out on everybody. Well, mostly poor Sarah.
I was craving some sushi asked her to bring me some, but she brought me Chinese instead. I was so upset by this that I began whipping everything I could get my hands on at her face. I screamed obscenities that would make Charles Manson himself fall to his knees and cry. Valerie, after nearly 15 minutes of howling in laughter, decided to intervene and brought me a big can on tuna, while she went out to get some California rolls.
I laid back in my oversized recliner and yawned deeply. I had been up all night doing research for Val and Sarah, who were both away on a hunt. Another ghost, we were sure. Freaky little thing tore apart seven teenagers limb from limb.
I closed my eyes to get some rest, when I felt my obese cat hop up to the recliner with me and rest his head on my swollen belly. I cracked my left eye open to make sure it was him, being paranoid and all, and finally let it drop.
About an hour had passed when I suddenly felt a sharp kick from the baby aimed right for the cat's resting spot. He jumped and just flew off the recliner and omitted an agitated hiss. Uncontrollable laughter washed over me as he slunk away, obviously peeved. It was just the funniest thing to me, seeing him freak out like that. Ah, my cat.
The phone interrupted my howling laughter, and I waddled over to retrieve it. Yes, waddled.
"Hello?" I said, as is the tradition of answering a telephone.
"Cassie? Hello, this is Pam." came her low voice from the earpiece.
"Oh, hey Pam, how're you?" I asked politely. What the hell did she want?
"Oh, Harley and I were in the neighborhood, and I'd thought I'd come bring you a few more herbs." she said. I could hear Harley singing loudly, and terribly off-key in the back round.
"Oh, uh that's really sweet thank- oh!" I was cut off when a liquid just whooshed down my legs. "Uh, oh…"
"…What?" Pam asked suspiciously.
"Ohhh, crap, I think my water broke- OW! Contractions!" I whimpered.
"Can you drive yourself to the hospital?"
"No, no. No hospitals I can't go there- aaagh!"
"But-" she tried to protest.
"No hospitals!" I repeated. "I can't explain- gaahh! Pam, please help me!"
"Give me your address, I'm coming!" she said.
LATER…
The pain was nearly unbearable. The upper half of me had lost all senses, and my lower half was on fire. Pam had given me some herb to help the pain or something, but it hardly worked. It only made everything in the room spin and all sound had been muffled by my rapid heartbeats and the screams that just would not stop erupting from my throat. Harley was leaning over me with a cold washcloth, dabbing at the sweat and tears streaming down my face.
It was absolute chaos for me, especially with the drug-induced trance I was in. Through all the noise and confusion, the only word I could understand from Pam was "Push!"
Without warning, my mind went blank.
Harley's POV
I winced as Cassie practically crushed my hand as she popped the first little tyke. I closed my eyes and held hers tight until amidst all the screams, I detected a completely new sound. Crying. I pried my eyes open to behold a squalling baby, squirming in Red's arms.
"Girl." she stated simply and immediately wrapped her in a towel.
I couldn't help but smile at her. I liked babies, even the newborns, still covered in blood and gunk.
"Harley, cut the cord now." Red said.
I nodded and with a little snip, I severed the cord and it dropped limply to the bed. Red then thrust the newborn into my arms and had me sit in a rocking chair near the window. I sat gently and the bawling infant continued to wail. It, or she, I suppose, was all pink and wrinkly and at first I saw it as an ugly little creature. There was a big glob of blood on her face and I gently wiped it away with the towel. She seemed much cuter now.
"Shhh, baby. Harley's gotcha now hunny." I whispered.
"Push, Cassie!" I heard Red call out loudly, and Cassie answered with a grunt. Her screaming had stopped, but tears continued to stream down her face.
She turned her head and I got a good look at her face. It was sweaty and flushed, her normally calm and deep green eyes were wide and red rimmed. But there was something wrong. They weren't just red, they were glassy and sort of glazed over, like she was in a trance.
"Hey, Red, I think something's wrong with Cassie-" I started to say but I was interrupted by more screaming and crying. The other baby was out.
"Another girl." Red announced and quickly severed the cord. "Harley get my bag in the car and look for a jar filled with a bright red liquid."
"You mean the stuff you've been working on for months now?"
"Yes Harley! Get a eye dropper, fill it with the liquid and give it to the baby." she commanded. "Now, Harley we don't have much time."
"Much time for what?" I asked innocently. I had no idea what she wanted with this baby. A week after Cassie visited us at Red's big plant-house-thing she drove back out to Gotham for a few hours and came back in eerily chipper mood. Then she locked herself up in her plant-house for a super long time and came out with that red stuff. All the while I had to entertain myself with my hyenas and keep them from peeing on Red's scary plants (she hates that.)
"Just do it Harley! You know the plan!" she snapped.
I ran downstairs, cradling the baby close to my bosom and out to red's car. I popped open the trunk and dug around in a dark blue tote bag. The jar was tightly closed and I had to put the baby down inside the trunk while I tried to pry it open.
With a final twist the lid came off and the liquid inside sloshed around a bit, spilling on my jean shorts and dribbling down my leg. I sighed and swiped at dark wet spot on the shorts and set it down to look for the eyes dropper. I filled it up and held it to the baby's mouth. I didn't have to force her mouth open because she was still crying, an with a little squeeze, three droplets of the stuff plopped into her mouth, like rain.
"Just a spoonfulla suga, baby!" I said, as her screaming began to quiet down, until she stopped crying completely. Her eyelids dropped and a peaceful slumber overcame her little face. It was just too cute! If I had a baby with Mistah J, I'd want it to look just like this one!
No sooner had I twisted the lid back on the jar did I hear the gravel behind me crunch and the familiar sound of a car engine cut off.
"Who the hell are you?" A dark haired woman demanded as she climbed out of the passenger's side of the car.
I quickly shut the trunk with the baby still inside, and smiled brightly at her. "Hiya! I'm Harley Quinn! Im a friend of Cassie! She just had her baby!"
"What the fuck! Are you serious?!?" she screamed. "Sarah get your ass outta the car! Cassie had her kid!"
"Mother-! For real? Shit, come on!!" the tall brunette in the drivers seat said, astonishment etched on her face. She and the other girl raced up stairs into the house and disappeared.
"Hurry up Red, they're coming." I murmured. I took off after the two women and up to Cassie's room, where Red was standing over her with the second baby. Cassie was propped up against a few pillows and had her arms out. Her face was pale and her eyes were pink and puffy, but a weak smile was plastered on her face as her baby was laid directly into the crook of her arm and rested against her chest.
The baby cried very little as Cassie stroked it's cheek gently and said "Y'know, it's funny, I barely remember pushing her out. That stuff you gave me was like LSD or something Pam…"
"I know Cassie. Just remember to take the raspberry tea and the baby will be nice and strong if you breast-feed her." Red said soothingly. "In the mean time, Harley and I have somewhere to be so you and your friends take it easy."
She sighed heavily. "Thank you Pam."
That was my cue. "Yeah Cass! See you around!" I chirped and skipped over to her bedside. I planted a kiss on the baby's forehead and gave Cass's hand a squeeze before Red gave me a look that signaled it was time to go.
We walked casually out to the car and I plopped casually into the passenger's seat. Red backed down the driveway and we sped down the road for a mile or two until Red slowed to a halt.
She turned and said "Get the baby out and bring her up front. Scarecrow wants her alive."
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A/N Drama!!!!!!!! Yes, im aware that im a horrible, evil person for ending it there. Im really sorry for that but i had not choice.
Okay guys here's the deal. I'm going to take Cassie away from the Batman setting for the next story, with no Jonathan, Harley, Ivy, or nothing. When that story is finished, I'm going to tie it into another Batman story. I promise it will be worth your while!! Please oh Please Review!!!!!!!!!