Rosie's head rested on Jess' lap as she calmed down from her outburst. She hated that she still had these uncontrollable reactions. She thought she got rid of them by leaving cruel society, but apparently her mental health was still suffering severely and was dormant until Tim triggered something in her. Rosie never fully understood how Pammie was triggered and overreacted. Rosie regretted getting annoyed at her mother because she now understood these were things she couldn't control. "Maybe we do need help," Jess murmured.

"What?" Rosie sat up quickly and startled her friend with her sudden movement.

"Maybe Red Robin's right. I'm thinking we should've went with him," Jess spoke up.

"What about that whole seeing the world thing?" Rosie questioned.

"It's just an unrealistic fantasy," Jess shrugged. "Maybe he really does want to help us."

Roselyn stood up and walked over to one of the plants with her back to Jess. She let the flower wrap around her arm as she stroked it. "Even if he manages to help us, he can't stop people from judging us," she murmured.

"I killed my grandfather," Jess stated in a quiet voice. "I'll always be judged because of what I did. But I know it-it wasn't my fault. I had to protect myself, you know?" She kicked her feet against the pile of foliaged they called a bed. She was nervous and Rosie looked behind her and saw the other girl picking at her nails. "And nobody asked me if I needed help. Well, except you and Barbara. But Barbara reported them to CPS and it did nothing. But she tried. And CPS didn't help, so I had no choice. But Red Robin…I think he can really help me. He can help us. It was just too late for the bad things to happen so the bad stuff just happened. But now…maybe…"

"It's too late," Rosie bit her lower lip. "Gotham hates me. They've hated me for a while and it just piled up to the point they tried to burn me alive. I can't live with humans anymore, Jess. That part of my life is over."

"I'm human," Jess interjected.

"You're one of the few exceptions to the human race. But you still crave belonging to human society," Rosie stated as she turned completely towards her friend.

"I know you want to go back," Jess said. "Maybe Red Robin can help us and you can go back home."

"It's better here," Rosie answered quickly. "I don't belong with humans, Jess. I'm better off with the plant side because they've never judged me."

"We can't be scared," Jess said. "We have to get help."

"I don't need any help," Rosie pressed her lips together in annoyance.

"Rosie," Jess stood up from the bed and approached her. "You just broke down. I don't think that's normal."

"Normal?" Roselyn laughed. "Who knows what normal is like for somebody like me? The only others like me are my brother and mother. Both of them have killed people."

"I killed someone."

"Out of self-defense," Rosie interjected. "My brother just slits throats like it's nothing and my mother is in an insane asylum and has murdered people in mass numbers, something she used to call controlling the human population. If all I do is have a breakdown occasionally, I don't think it's such a big deal."

"But you were so upset," Jess said and rested and hand on Rosie's shoulder. "You kept asking for Barbara, Rosie. I don't even think you remember." Jess was right because she didn't remember, but she wasn't about to confirm this. Instead, Roselyn opted to keep her mouth shut. At least if she pretended to remember Jess wouldn't think she was as crazy as she really was. But then she remembered she was a human definition of crazy, not her own species. She could claim anything the norm for her. After all, she was a whole third of her species' population. "And if I'm going to be honest, your brother scares me a little. I think I'm going to leave tonight," Jess stated abruptly.

"Don't go," Rosie said in a soft voice.

"I have to." Jess looked down at the ground. Roselyn looked at her best friend and studied her. As much as Rosie wanted to force her to stay (and given her abilities, she most certainly could keep Jess there against her will), she wasn't going to do so.

"We'll have to go up high if we want to find him tonight," the brunette finally said.

"So you're not going to force me to stay?" she asked.

"I'd never do that," Roselyn promised. Jess hugged her tightly and Rosie wrapped her arms around her friend. Giving up her best friend was going to be extremely difficult, but she'd do it if it made Jess happy. Rosie almost wished she was Jess because at least humans would pity her once her story was out there. Humans would always despise Roselyn. They'd never care that their words hurt her and their actions scarred her probably for life. She bit the inside of her cheek to keep her emotions in check as she broke the hug and took a step back.

"We'll still be best friends forever," Jess whispered. Rosie wasn't so sure considering they'd lose contact because it wasn't like Jess wouldn't be locked up somewhere for a while. So, she nodded and forced a smile.

"Let's see if we can find him," Rosie said.

"Let's go," Jess said and despite shaking all over, she bravely began to walk towards the exit of the botanical gardens. Rosie followed her out into the streets of Gotham and used plants to help them up onto the roof of a large building. Jess clung to her as if her life depended on it since she had no control whatsoever over the plants and her life was literally in Rosie's hands as they were hoisted up onto the skyscraper.

The night air was cool and Rosie wished she wore clothes underneath her coat instead of plants. When they got to the top of the building, Rosie had her plants waving in the air and making a spectacle of themselves to grab Red Robin's attention. It didn't take long for him to land on the roof, tumbling gracefully from wherever he grappled from. She didn't say a word when she made eye contact with him, the lights on the roof of the building slightly illuminating them. The light came from an electronic billboard of an advertisement for the burlesque club by night. By day, it was some family friendly advertisement about health insurance.

Wordlessly, Rosie stepped back while Jess stepped forward and said she wanted to go with him. Jess turned to Rosie and said she should go, too, and that everything would be okay because they'd get help. Tim didn't try to persuade Rosie again and she was thankful for this because there was no way in hell that she was going with him to be ridiculed and hated all over again. She became the person Gotham wanted her to become and there was no turning back. Rosie walked over to Tim, her hips swaying more than they should, and stood before him.

"I'll take care of her," Red Robin promised. The hybrid nodded and said goodbye to Jess. She watched as Red Robin carefully wrapped an arm around Jess' waist. The girl flinched because, well, she had been sexually abused and close contact wasn't really something she liked (Rosie was an exception).

"He's not going to do anything to you," Roselyn said to her best friend. Jess locked eyes with her and nodded firmly.

Red Robin's eyes went wide. "I would never do anything like that!" he exclaimed.

"I know. I just…" Jess trailed.

"I know," Red Robin said. "I'll make sure she's okay, Rosie." Rosie nodded, said goodbye again, and Tim swung off with a firm grip around Jess' waist and grappled to the bottom of the building. Rosie watched them until the darkness swallowed them up the closer they got to the bottom. Rosie sighed; there went her best friend and the only human who cared enough about her to seek her out in the botanical gardens without any semblance of fear.

Deep down, Rosie wished Barbara would have gone to the botanical gardens to see if she was okay. It would have been nice, she thought, as she stood at the top of the building and looked out into the night. She sighed and put her hands in her pockets as she ignored her shivering body. Barbara was better off not coming around since Khaalid didn't seem to like her for awful reasons. She also kind of wished Pammie would break out of Arkham and take her away from Gotham for good and they'd go live somewhere else where people didn't know they weren't human and everything would be better. Perhaps she'd have the opportunity to live a normal human life without any immense hatred thrown at her. That was selfish thinking on Rosie's part. Pammie had something mentally wrong with her and she shouldn't be judged for that just like Barbara shouldn't be judged for her physical disability.

Rosie sat down on the edge of the building. Tears fell down her cheeks, but she wasn't sobbing. She sat there and cried as she wished Pammie was there to tell her everything was going to be okay. Rosie wanted to apologize to her and say how sorry she was because she knew she was doing things she shouldn't be doing such as sexualizing herself and turning a blind eye to her brother killing humans every night. "I'm sorry, mommy," she whispered. "I'm so sorry."

Pamela wouldn't hear her apologies that night, but it felt a little bit better to say them. Rosie sighed as she summoned her plants to bring her back down to the ground. She had them take her down slowly, but perhaps it was too slow because a few police officers took the liberty to shoot their guns at her plant and herself as well. Her plants created a protective barrier around her when they brought her down to save her from any harm. Even though she didn't believe it, sometimes she truly felt like the daughter of Mother Nature herself.

She put her hands over her ears because the guns were so loud. Why were they even shooting at her? What did she do to deserve this? Why couldn't they just let her go because she never did anything wrong? She yelled at them to stop, but the officers didn't listen to her or they didn't hear her. She felt the plant start to give out. Rosie knew her eyes were glowing as she sent branches from nearby trees to slap at the men and hopefully knock their guns out of their hands. Just as quickly as she was being shot at, it stopped. "It's all right, Rosie." She didn't recognize the voice, but it was distinctly familiar. "Not gonna hurt you," the man assured her. Curious (mainly because her plants could take care of him), Rosie let herself complete her descent and let the barrier around her fall to the ground.

The man was Red Hood, aka Jason Todd. She didn't even have time to think when he wrapped his arm around her waist and she was being hoisted up back to the roof. When she looked down, the officers that had been there were on the ground and she had a feeling they were dead. It wasn't a secret that Jason went against what Batman stood for; the younger man had no qualms about ending a life who deserved it. Rosie finally caught her breath when her feet touched the ground of the roof after Jason hoisted them up. "It's dangerous for you to be out walking around Gotham at this hour," the Red Hood remarked and tossed his mask on the ground. It fell with a clang and she jumped because she hadn't noticed the thing was made of metal.

"I can take care of myself," she lied considering her brother usually took care of her lately and prevented anything from happening to her. If anything, she was incredibly dependent and one of the people she depended on to keep her sane just abandoned her and went back to human society.

"We both know that's a lie," Jason scoffed. "Look, Rosie, just go back home."

"My home is the botanical gardens and I was headed home," she replied curtly.

"No, your home is with Barbara and Dick, you know, the family you left behind."

"You barely know me," Roselyn interjected. "You were never around, even when Bruce had a family function. Why do you suddenly have an interest in family values?" she asked him with a smirk, her arms crossed against her chest. She ignored the cool night air and resisted shivering.

"Fair point," Jason said. "I saw you let your friend go with Tim."

"Yeah," Rosie shrugged. She sat at the edge of the roof again and sighed.

"For what it's worth, I think what you did was cool. You let her go without a fight and that's tough."

"Just leave me alone," Rosie said.

"I can't. I've got to bring you back home tonight. Your real home. Not a garden."

"Why do you suddenly care about me when you never really spoke to me until that night at Bruce's party?" Rosie finally asked him.

"I don't know," Jason shrugged. "Why did you leave Barbara and cause her to go through a custody battle?"

"Wait, what?" Roselyn whipped her head quickly to face him. She ignored the pain in her neck from turning too quickly. He was sitting beside her, one leg hanging over the side and the other with his knee up and foot flat on the roof.

"CPS thinks she's an unfit mother because you ran away," Jason added. "Maybe at this point you're better off not going home so you don't get sent away." Although his statement was a shock, she actually didn't feel sick to her stomach. She already decided she didn't have a home with Barbara anymore and she managed to distance herself from human society. Sometimes she did want to belong and she would be upset at night and wished she could go back. But her thoughts were so conflicted because if she truly wanted to go back, she would have gone back by now, wouldn't she? Yes, she loved Barbara and she missed her dearly. She couldn't live with Barbara anymore, though, and it wasn't like she was going to cooperate with child protective services if they were going to take her away. Like Khaalid always said: they were hybrids and didn't actually have to listen to humans. Being part of a different species had its perks. Why should she listen to what child protective services had to say when a majority of humans didn't view her as one of them? Humans didn't make sense. So, Roselyn merely shrugged after Jason's statement.

"You don't even care," Jason shook his head when Rosie turned away from him and stood up. She felt his eyes on her when she walked towards the center of the roof and swayed her hips more than necessary.

"Humans are interesting," she said to him without turning towards him. "First, they claim I'm not a human. Next thing I know they want to control who has custody of me."

"You're just a kid," Jason interjected.

"That didn't stop you from kissing me," Roselyn pointed out. "Or did you forget?"

"No," Jason sighed. "I remember. That was…"

"A mistake?" Rosie laughed. "My whole life is one big mistake."

"Mine, too, believe it or not," Jason remarked. "And if I'm being honest, I don't care that you're only sixteen and I'm eight years older than you."

"Are you saying that you're attracted to me?"

"Do you have pheromones like your birth mother?" Jason asked.

"Nope."

"I was afraid of that."

Afraid to be attracted to me?" Roselyn turned around and jutted out her right hip.

"More like I was afraid those were pheromones talking and not really me. I don't like to be tricked."

"Neither do I," Rosie smirked. She slowly walked towards him until she stood right in front of him. She pressed herself against him and heard his breath hitch when she grinded hips against his. She did this slowly, her arms wrapped around his neck. She may have lost her best friend, but at least she had whatever this was. She was allowing herself to push down the hurt she felt from Jess' departure and refocused it on Jason Todd and her sexuality. She was pushing down a lot of negative emotions lately and replaced that with being rather sexual without actually having sex when she went to the clubs and bars with her brother. Her brother allowed this to happen in his presence, but she had never done this without him being there to monitor her. The farthest she had gone was when her brother would sometimes ask her to suck off one of the guys under the table he was making a deal with. Because the man was lost in pleasure, Khaalid would get what he wanted. A few times Khaalid killed the man because he didn't like that a stranger released himself in his sister's mouth. Rosie usually blocked out these memories and barely remembered them. They were resurfacing, but it was strange how it didn't bother her because Khaalid was looking out for her and she was simply helping out her brother with a deal. This time she was doing this on her own accord and she felt a little bit guilty that her brother wasn't there to monitor her.

"Shit." Jason sucked in a breath when she pressed herself against him firmly. Her green eyes glowed and the vines wrapped in her hair slithered and took her coat off. She stood there glowing in the moonlight and light from the billboard practically naked, only foliage covering her intimate parts. Jason leant down and kissed her and she returned the kiss immediately.

Tears fell down her cheeks. What would Barbara think? Here she was, sixteen years old, kissing a twenty something year old and she knew it was wrong. Now her human thoughts were conflicting with her species' thoughts and she didn't know what to listen to. When Jason grasped her backside, Rosie stopped kissing him and pushed him away. Her coat wrapped around her before she ran off the edge of the building, a plant catching her and swinging her from roof top to roof top until she was close to the botanical gardens where she hoped her brother was waiting for her.

Well, Rosie's thoughts and actions are all over the place! Not sure if anyone is still reading this, but I'd love to hear some feedback :)