Barry handed her a bottle of water, and she quickly drank it. Harley looked down at her knees, there was no hair on them, due to the laser surgery she had as she wasn't afforded the luxury of being able to shave her legs when she was with the Joker. She somehow managed to save up enough money and get laser surgery.

Harley noticed she was pale, more pale than usual, probably because she has been in a coma for eighteen months, but her skin seemed to shine almost.

"Hey," his voice was gentle and kind, kind of like when Batman would be himself around her, and realizing it now she never knew who he really was, and for some reason she was okay with that.

Maybe not knowing would be easier.

"I know what's it's like having to start over and begin again from scratch." She chuckled sadly.

"Bats said something similar to that once."

"Almost all of the justice league has had to start over at least once. Wonder woman, Superman, Green Lantern, the Martian. I think all of us have, except Aquaman."

"Thanks, but I'm not too worried about starting over this is my third or fourth time. I need to be busy, I want to help you guys," She finally looked up at him. "Otherwise I'll be here for nothing, with no reason. I need a reason." She challenged him.

"Well what are you good at?" He sat down next to her and they looked each other in the eyes.

"Helping people, gymnastics. Not much else." She blows air through her nose, knowing that she wasn't okay in anything else.

"We have a homeless shelter that you could volunteer at, and if you give us a day or two to run some tests on you we can find you a job." He gives her a gentle shit. A warm drop of salty water slides down her face."

"Can I go home?" She begged.

" and I don't think it's smart until you've mastered your powers."

"Powers?" She retorted softly, and he nodded at her.

"When you were in your comma, you had several powers, you could change and alter matter, you could empty or fill something, you've moved things with your mind, you've used your mind to talk with us, and you can project images and create a misdirect. Harley, you've got some amazing powers, but if you don't harness them you'll spiral out of control, and quite possibly die, or kill someone."

"Well I wouldn't know the first thing about how to use my powers, so let's start."

"First thing tomorrow morning I promise."

"No," she spoke forcefully like nothing in all of hell, heaven, and creation, could stop her. "Right now.

"Do you even have the ment-" She stood up and cut him off.

"I can do it. I've been resting for a year and a half, I've got nothing but pain and and negative emotions in me, and I don't want to spend tonight crying and thinking back, I want to pass out when my head touches the pillows. I can do it. I've got strewth and the mental capacity. Allons-y."

"It's eight o'clock, the only people who are here are us and then Dr. Wells."

"So get him, let's get started." She walks out the door and Barry reluctantly runs after her.

"Harley-" he tries to reason with her but she makes it back to the central station where Dr. Wells was before he could do anything to stop her.

"Wells!" He turns around and gives his best smile to Harley.

"What can I do for you Dr. Quinnzel?"

"Train me right now, I'm not waiting until tomorrow." He looks up and studies her.

"I can see ambition, strength, and the ability to adapt and change in you, Dr. Quinnzel, but I do not believe you are ready for training." Harley fumed, she hated being told when she was ready for something, it pissed her off more than anything. She grabbed the side of the wheelchair and put her face inches from his, her hair hanging down, and her back bent, with her hand in a fist, ready for a fight.

"Train me right now, or I walk." Barry gets ready to separate them.

"As intimidating as you think you are, it does not work on me, you and no one this planet can intimidate me. As for your powers when you can summon them on will, then I will teach you, until then, good night, Dr. Quinnzel." And he bucks up and then turns to roll past Harley.

"Harley, are you even listening to me?" Harley seemed to come out of a daze, and Barry was trying g to get her attention. "You okay? You completely zoned out for a second."