Roselyn knew she and Tim should have been way too stuffed to do anything but sleep. However, they were wide awake and had a ton of energy to burn which was why they went onto the dance floor with Dick when he suggested it since the teens couldn't sit still. The music was upbeat and fun, which allowed her and Tim to dance ridiculously as neither of them were the best dancers. Dick would occasionally twirl her around and jokingly go to twirl Tim, but the fifteen year old wouldn't allow it. Jim had finally loosened up and joined them. Rosie was surprised he could actually dance, but she wasn't as surprised when she found Dick wasn't bad, either.

Rosie noticed Selina was able to drag Bruce onto the dance floor. Although Selina grew up without a (legal) penny to her name, she looked like she belonged with the billionaire and fit the part perfectly. She was elegant and always seemed to look good no matter what she did, even when she slurped up a milkshake making obnoxious noises with Rosie and Tim that would have made anyone else look un-lady like.

This left Barbara and Ivy at the table alone. Rosie felt bad for them at first, but then noticed they were getting along just fine. "It's nice to have parents that get along real well like that, huh?" Tim pointed out. Rosie knew Ivy could have gotten out of her seat and danced with anyone she wanted to, but it seemed like she decided to stay at the table with Barbara and just talk.

"Yeah," Rosie smiled. "It really does."

"It was nice when Selina came to live with Bruce," Tim said over the music. "Maybe when Ivy's out of Arkham, she'll live with you guys."

"Doubtful," Rosie laughed. "But it would be nice." The two left the dance floor and went over to a vacant corner to talk. They were both starting to calm down from their intense sugar high and Rosie really hoped she wouldn't fall asleep at this event because that would be embarrassing. She wasn't sure when things started to get so embarrassing, but Barbara told her that was part of growing up. She wished this super awkward stage would come to an end soon.

"So, I heard you started working with Barbara."

"Yeah," Rosie nodded. "It's kind of fun doing all the behind the scenes work."

"If you ever want to head out west, you always have a place on the Titans," he said quietly.

"Thanks, Tim, but I'd rather not live in a huge T shaped tower where I can be found."

"Okay," he laughed. "But if you change your mind…" he trailed.

"I don't think I can move away. I'd miss everyone here too much. I kind of wish you'd stay here, too."

"I understand," Tim smiled. "But I belong there. It's nice to be the leader."

"I thought Starfire was the leader," she smirked.

"She just comes in once a week to check on us," he crossed his arms. "And she's not a teen anymore," he stuck his tongue out at her. The two decided to make their way back over to the table where Rosie kicked off the heels she insisted on wearing and changed into the flip flops she claimed she wouldn't need that Barbara packed for her anyway. She thanked Barbara and bounded after Tim who ran off somewhere as she chased him through the crowd of people. She was laughing and enjoying herself until she was pulled aside harshly and she gasped, too afraid to actually scream over the loud music to get anyone's attention.

A hand went over her mouth as she was dragged into a closet she didn't even notice existed. It was dark, but the man found the light switched. Rosie gasped when she looked into the face of the Joker. He grasped her wrists with both hands, demanding she look at him. She was speechless and tears fell down her cheeks because she was so scared. She began to panic and shook violently, trying to get away from him, but he was too strong. Her screams were muffled by the door and she doubted anyone could hear her because of the music and crowd of people. "Stop struggling!"

"Can't you just leave me alone?" she cried.

"Now why would I do that, little Daffi?" he cooed. "You're supposed to come home with me."

"I don't want to go with you," she sniffed and stopped struggling altogether.

"Why not?" he asked incredulously as he produced his trademark smile. "You'd be a great little sidekick!"

"I don't want to be a sidekick," she hung her head.

"You have the wonderful opportunity to be my heir," he laughed.

"Why would you want me to be your heir?" she asked.

"You, my little weed, can do wonders with those powers of yours," he cooed. "Just think- having those terrible, awful bullies bowing down to you, begging for your forgiveness; they'd be begging you not to kill them. How much fun would it be to crush their windpipes, break their ribs, rip out their lungs…"

Rosie's eyes went wide in horror. Did she like the bullies? Most definitely not. But she had no desire to harm anyone in anyway, except maybe Joker himself. "Why are you so obsessed with me?" she whispered. "Can't you find someone else to bother?"

"Nobody else is quite the outcast like you, little Daffi."

"I already have a family that takes care of me," she defended. "I'm not an outcast."

"Oh please," he said and gripped her wrists even tighter causing her to let out a whimper. "The commissioner doesn't even like you. He's tolerating your existence just so you don't end up as an enemy to Gotham," he sneered. "Barbara is just doing her part to keep you out of your real family's clutches. She never really loved you, Daffodil. She's only doing what daddy dearest and Batman ordered her to. At her age, why would she even want a teenager?" She knew he was trying to get into her head and she wasn't going to let him. Tears fell down her cheeks as she listened to his logic, which actually wasn't flawed. She would have thought the same thing if these words weren't coming from Joker. "And the weed…" he began but stopped when her eyes glowed bright green.

One of the plants burst through the door and spun around his arms tightly; if they were any tighter, his bones would have snapped. He released Rosie and the girl bolted out from the closet as fast as she could. She had no idea how he was able to get out of those restraints she made with the plants, but he was tailing her, people screaming and gasping when they saw Joker.

She noticed he wasn't following her anymore and she was confused until she saw him go towards the table where Barbara sat, producing a knife and sliced the Arkham guards that approached him, along with some of the police. This charity event suddenly became a bloodbath; Joker laughed hysterically as he made his way towards Barbara. Rosie changed her direction, pushing and shoving past the panicking crowd. "Come over here, Daffi!" he shouted, the room had gone silent. Joker's goons held guns towards the crowd keeping them at bay. A large circle seemed to have been formed around Joker and Barbara. The people had stopped running around, but were obviously still panicking.

Roselyn bit her lower lip and went towards Joker who had the knife up against Barbara's throat. "You come with me, or she gets it," he warned. Roselyn wondered where Pammie was because she could stand a chance against him. The brunette controlled her breathing, attempting to remain calm through the ordeal. She looked to her left and saw a gun pressed against Jim's temple. Selina, one of the few people who could have stopped him, was being held down by a couple of Joker's men and she couldn't struggle because poor Tim had a gun to his head as well. Joker stabbed Barbara in the arm without any warning and Rosie wanted to cry when she heard her cry out in pain.

Something inside Roselyn snapped. Her eyes glowed and everything happened so quickly. The vines grew and grew until they were thick and could do damage. They wrapped themselves around the necks of Joker's men and knocked them unconscious due to the lack of oxygen. She pounced on Joker, some of the plants coming with her to slam him onto the ground. He obviously hadn't expected her to snap. Her green eyes still glowed and the vines held Joker down and knocked the knife from his hands. He only laughed at her before somehow pulling out another knife and quickly cutting through the plants.

It didn't take long for Joker to gain the upper hand as he ended up on top of her. She struggled and her plants came through to rip him off of her. She ended up on top of him again and a vine held a knife to his throat. She wasn't paying attention to the commotion behind her or Barbara who sounded like she was trying to remain calm, but failed. Nobody could do anything as she hadn't knocked out every single one of Joker's men. There were still some out there and keeping everyone away from the center of the circle. Of course, Joker was the better fighter as she didn't know how to fight and she never really had the upper hand. However, she was thankful Jim had managed to get away from Joker's men and tackled Joker away from her and pointed a gun at Joker's temple.

Harley Quinn, never too far away from Joker, grabbed Roselyn and held a knife to her throat. "If you harm Mistah J, she gets it," the blonde warned.

"Harley, let Roselyn go," Batman showed up. "You don't want to hurt her."

"She tried to hurt my Puddin'," Harley pointed out. "If she listened to him, we wouldn't be in this situation!" Batman had a hold on Joker now and odds were, he wasn't getting away from Batman. Rosie hadn't even noticed Batman must have knocked out the rest of Joker's men as they were scattered around on the floor, their clown masks actually a little scary. "I've had it with this little creep always judging me. Well, guess who's winning now?" The blade pressed against her neck and started to draw blood. Her breathing became erratic, terrified Harley would actually go through with it.

"Harley, put the knife down and let the girl go," Batman said as he had already knocked out the Joker when Harley was preoccupied.

"Why should I?" Tears were running down her cheeks and ruining her makeup. "I hate this girl. I want her dead!"

"Think, Harley," Batman said after she added more pressure against Rosie's throat. "Who else will you hurt if you do harm her?"

"Harley…" Ivy whispered. Selina held a hand on her shoulder so the red head wouldn't do anything erratic. If she did, she could kiss those future visitations goodbye and she most definitely did not want to miss out on the rest of Rosie's life. If she wasn't afraid of losing those visitations, she'd probably be pounding on Harley and starting the brawl of the century. The feeling of betrayal was evident in Ivy's eyes as she looked at Harley.

"You say Mistah J's bad for me. Well, maybe she's bad for you," Harley narrowed her eyes and continued to add more pressure. Batman knew if he did anything, she'd slit her throat before he could save her.

"Please let her go," Ivy pleaded. "I don't care if you're with Joker anymore. I'll stop bothering you about him. I'll never mention it again as long as you let my baby go."

"She's not even yours," Harley pointed out, her voice cracking as she started to cry.

"Don't take away my last chance at being happy," Ivy tried to talk her down. "Let her go," she demanded. Something in Ivy's voice made Harley throw the blade onto the floor and push Roselyn down. Rosie managed to catch herself with her hands before her face smacked into the floor. Nobody stopped Pamela Isley as she rushed towards Rosie. "I've got you," Ivy whispered when she hugged the girl.

"Is Barbara okay?" Rosie murmured as she let herself be held.

"They're taking her to the hospital," Ivy said. "I think I have to go back to Arkham now."

"Don't leave me," Rosie whimpered as the room cleared out of guests and the police came in to shut down the event. A couple of the officers came in to restrain Harley, but she wasn't putting up a fight anymore. Rosie looked up and saw the face paint had been smudged by her tears.

"I'm sorry, Red," Harley sniffed. Ivy simply ignored her and tended to the girl in her arms. Roselyn wondered if Ivy was going to give up someone she loved because she had harmed Rosie. She somewhat felt awful about being the reason as to why their relationship was over, but Pamela deserved better than whatever it was Harley gave her. The blonde never stayed where she could be truly cared for and loved. She had more than enough opportunities to leave Joker as Ivy provided her protection and a chance to get away.

"Roselyn," Dick said gently as he approached the two on the floor. Ivy had ripped her own dress to press against Rosie's neck. "Barbara told me to take you home for the night before she left. How's your neck?" Rosie didn't answer.

"Just a shallow cut. It'll heal fine," Ivy explained. "Rosie, it's time for you to go home."

"No," she shook her head and buried her head against her.

"This isn't goodbye," she reminded her. "You can come visit me."

"Joker's just going to come back," Rosie sobbed. "And he's going to hurt Barbara and he's going to hurt me."

"He's not coming after you again. I promise," Ivy rubbed her back. "I will make sure this will never happen again. You and Barbara are going to be safe," she assured. "But to make that happen, I have to go back to Arkham. You can come visit me whenever you want, okay?" Roselyn nodded in understanding. "Go home. Get some sleep."

"Okay," Roselyn sniffed.

"Love you, flower."

"Love you, too," Rosie said and stood with Ivy's help. Her neck wasn't bleeding anymore and she was thankful Harley hadn't pressed that knife any harder. She gave Poison Ivy one last hug before leaving with Dick Grayson. He explained to her that Jim went with Barbara to the hospital so she wasn't alone. She was probably going back to her father's house for the night. Dick said he was going to stay with her as well as Tim who took her hand and squeezed it reassuringly.

"It'll be okay, Rose," Tim told her. "Everything's going to be fine."

Later that night, Tim was supposed to sleep on the couch while Dick took Barbara's room. Tim broke the rules and made his way into Rosie's room where he laid down beside her and took her in his thin, but strong, arms. She didn't say anything as she snuggled up to him and cried.

Thanks again to everyone! One more chapter after this :)