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Chapter One – Out of Arkham

Her time with that gorgeous blonde had definitely allowed Ivy to turn over…well a handful of young, green, and well cared for new leaves. In fact, the frost of Arkham Asylum had seemed to become a lush meadow of a delightfully sunny day as the relationship between her and the experienced (in madness) Doctor Quinzel. For some reason, these guards were completely idiotic in their apprehending of criminals as nobody had noticed the talent in this medical professional. Then again, these guards were just men.

Men, the simple plaything of Ivy herself. It was so much easier and so much less interesting to assign a man to do what she wanted. All it took was knowing the herbology and what it meant for the man's physiology to get her way.

Today was the day that her life would change.

Today she was going to be allowed to be free with her plants once again and although her babies in Gotham needed to be cared for, she hoped that they would forgive her when she moved to her own garden paradise.

She had managed to rent a plot of land from a man named Hawthorne. There she was allowed to do research on the plant life to help botanists throughout the country work on drugs as well as to provide knowledge about new ecological developments which would enable for more plant life and less deforestation. The idea of helping the world's environment was enough to change her into a good guy playing on the side of the Batman, or whoever the Batman was these days.

That was a question that worked on a number of levels.

Ivy was also in the most emotionally stimulating relationship in her life although no plant life was involved in this one. She had the blonde to support her. She knew that in her relationship with the masked Harley Quinn she would feel indestructible. Harley was her fertilizer that allowed her to grow and shoot up to the stars. Ivy usually kept her distance if there was something animal or mineral, well she was a material girl on occasion so that not be too true. This animal though was no joke.

She had fallen in love with Harley and Harley in turn had planted seeds of love in Ivy's heart.

One of the things that Ivy most wanted was to go to a field and lie in the grass with her lover, her open-relationship girlfriend and explore the natural world as well as their natural world.

Though, moving away to Hawthorne's garden did mean that she might have to make a sacrifice. She knew that there was something special and secret keeping Harley in Gotham, but Ivy was sure that if they experienced a long-distance relationship that they would know they were meant for one another. As long as Ivy believed that, it would have to be true.

"So," the police officer who was in charge of Arkham releases said as he took a seat opposite the redhead. "For the record, I need you to state your plans after your release."

Ivy laughed as she looked at him, it wasn't an 'I have an evil plan to pump Gotham city full of toxins' laugh, instead it was clear, crisp, and full of beauty…or was that a new poison? "If I didn't have something greater to be looking forward to," Ivy said as she looked at the man, "I'd laugh at the fact that a little boy is doing work for his Daddy. Don't you know that I can wrap men like you around my pinky?" she playfully stated.

"Answer the question," the officer said as he looked down at the papers he was supposed to fill out.

"Oh, your mommy and daddy let you play with the big pieces of paper," Ivy said with a cold smile. "I'm helping with government groups in analyzing plant life far away from humanity. It's what I like most, a way of helping the world whilst adopting a heroine's role. Only thing that could make it sweeter is when I am paid for the studies I'll be performing," she leaned forwards. "Or are you thinking that a short time in paralysis is better because I wouldn't be rejecting the ability to kiss you and show you what I really have a taste for," she said unwilling to look at the man with the respect that he seemed to be demanding.

"That's…that's fine," he said as he wrote it down and took a step away from her. "So, I think Officer Davidson can help you with the rest," he said as Ivy stood up and looked at the female officer. So the boys really did understand that they should be afraid of her. Well, this woman was cute but she most definitely wasn't any Harleen Quinzel.

"Be a big boy, alright, officer?" Ivy called out to him as she took a few steps forwards to go ahead and start her new life. After such a stay in Arkham, she was looking forward to enjoying the wonder of the sunlight again. She needed to see her kin during their natural stages of photosynthesis.

As she walked out of the asylum she smiled at her dearest Harleen and walked over to her. "Ugh, I am so sick of these boring brick walls and these clothes. These people seem far too taken in by their view on humanity. I hope that it starts to rot for them."

Harley giggled a little, "Ivy, you can be nasty, or should I say…Pamela."

Ivy smiled and raised an eyebrow, "That's a name that only gives me a sweet taste in my mouth when you are the one to say it, doctor," she said before kissing her girlfriend's lips and drawing back. She was glad she had deposited so much antidote into this woman, it would be ridiculously hard for her not to kiss her or want to touch her with the passion one found in wild roses.

"Then I'll keep saying it," Harley smiled as she poked her tongue out. "It's nice to say to you, makes me feel like a kid again. Plus, you're always the biggest fan of my jokes."

"Maybe it's because I find your tricks dazzling and magical rather than jokes. I don't see you as a second hand to anyone, doctor," Ivy grinned as she wanted to do more to her girlfriend at that moment but being in a public space made that difficult. "You know, if I have to say I'm proud that I was in for Gotham because of one thing, I'd say it's because us women of interest aren't those insecure dimwits that they have elsewhere. We, or at least most of us, have our high pedigree of intelligence."

"Too true," Harley nodded. "I often think that I'm smarter than Mr. Cobblepot, but he's not known for being the smartest but the one with the most money, I'd love his money," she smiled playfully. "Imagine what that would buy for us."

"I'd like his birds," Ivy said as she started thinking of them, Black Canary especially. "I'm going to be disappointed to say goodbye to this city, but being around plants and doing research is something that I simply can't say no to, it's an offer that I will most certainly not decline."

"Too bad," Harley pouted, "I wanted us to start our lives together tonight, go out on the town. Are you sure that you have to leave tonight?" she asked.

Ivy nodded, "and here I was thinking that you'd follow me," she said before kissing Harleen again. "Well, doctor, I will leave you tonight with the wish to see you whenever you want me to. Know that I will come running as soon as I hear you in trouble, write words to me on the plants and I know that they will reach me," Ivy promised as Harley pressed a hickey to her girlfriend's neck and laughed.

"And that's how you'll remember me, sweetie," she said with her usually playful smile.

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Ivy had been right. Stretched out on the grass like this, she felt exactly like she was in heaven. She was surrounded by nature and she felt her body start healing itself as she allowed her family of plants to comfort her. She felt just like a rose nestled in the grass like this and the only thing that would have made it better was her girlfriend right beside her.

Hearing the noise of footsteps, she tensed. She had hoped that it was Harley, she was the only one who had the extra key to this fortress. Unfortunately, she wasn't the one who Ivy saw when she sat up. Her eyes floated over to one man who knew she understood him better than anyone else.

"Hello, Waylon," she smiled. "Come to see what my idea of paradise really is about?"