"I know you're exhausted, but sit up on the kitchen table for me, okay?" Poison Ivy asked, but it was more of an order. Roselyn yawned as it was five in the morning, and hopped up onto the table. Ivy turned on the light and had a first aid kit with her. She turned a light on to inspect Roselyn since they had been in the car accident. She pulled her sleeves up and noticed a couple of bruises and found the same when she checked her legs. She took a cloth to Roselyn's face and the brunette was surprised to see her wiping off dried blood.

"Not too serious. It's a good thing Harley jumped in front of you like she did, though," Ivy pointed out.

"Did she get hurt?" Roselyn asked.

"Maybe, but unlikely. I injected her with something to make her more durable and heal faster than normal," Ivy replied. Roselyn yawned again and Ivy suggested they go to bed. She led her to the bathroom to brush her teeth with an extra toothbrush left in the cabinet. There were a variety of colors so Roselyn decided on yellow.

She was left alone in the bathroom for about two minutes until Ivy returned with a red shirt. "This is Harley's. You can wear it to sleep in," Ivy offered. Roselyn accepted it and quickly changed out of it after Ivy stepped out to give her privacy. She felt a bit sore, achy, and tired. She couldn't wait to go to sleep.

Roselyn left the bathroom and followed Ivy to a bedroom. "You can stay in Harley's room," she said. Roselyn briefly wondered why Harley even had a room all to herself in Ivy's place, but then dismissed it when she saw the size of the queen sized bed. "Luckily she hasn't had time to decorate this one," Ivy commented. "But I think this'll be your room," Ivy said as she turned down the comforter and sheets. She patted it and Roselyn climbed into bed.

"But isn't this Harley's room, like you just said?" the girl queried.

"Yeah, but I don't think she'd mind. She doesn't stay in it too much anyway. Besides, you need a room of your own, don't you?"

"I never had one before. I mean, I did sometimes in foster homes but they weren't this big or this nice," Roselyn said and laid back in the bed, putting her head on a plush pillow. Ivy pulled the sheets and comforter over Roselyn to tuck her into bed.

"Tomorrow we're going to go clothes shopping for you. Obviously there isn't anything here for you to wear," Ivy smiled down at her. She took her hand and gently tucked Roselyn's hair behind her ear. "And after that, we can decide how to decorate your room. How would you like that?"

"I'd love it," Roselyn smiled.

"Good night my little flower," Ivy kissed the top of her forehead.

"Night, Pammie," Roselyn said back with a smile.

"What did you just call me?"

"Pammie. Dr. Leland said your name's Pamela and Harley called me Rosie so I thought I could have a nickname for you. Is it okay?" she panicked.

"Normally I wouldn't let anyone call me that. But, I don't mind it when you say it."

"It can be my special name for you," Roselyn decided.

"Yes it can," Ivy agreed. She turned out the light and Roselyn immediately fell asleep.

Roselyn woke up and noticed it was around three in the afternoon. She sat up and yawned before heading to the bathroom to brush her teeth and use the facilities. She then went into the kitchen where she smelled food being cooked. She watched Ivy cooking at the stove and wondered whether or not she'd get any of the food she was preparing. "Hey, Roselyn. Everything'll be done in five minutes. Would you like something to drink?" Ivy asked her.

"Umm…I never had a choice before," she admitted.

"You're going to have a lot of choices here," Ivy smiled. "But I'll get you some milk. It goes best with pancakes," she suggested.

"Okay," Roselyn nodded and sat at the table feeling a little awkward. In a few minutes, she was served two pancakes with bananas and strawberries on top. There was syrup on the table so she added some on the side as she preferred to dip things in it since the places she had been usually drowned it in syrup and made her meals soggy.

In all honesty, Roselyn wasn't expecting the food to be anything great. She never had food which she considered good. Eating seemed like more of a chore she disliked but forced herself to do so she wouldn't be light headed. She did what she usually did and stared at the food. "Is something wrong?" Ivy asked her. "Aren't you hungry?"

"I am," Roselyn said as she pushed the food around her plate.

"Eat it before it gets cold," she ordered. Roselyn put some pancake on her fork and dipped it in the syrup. She reluctantly put it in her mouth. Her eyes went wide when she found herself actually enjoying the taste of food. The pancakes were actually warm, something she wasn't accustomed to as her food was usually served cold or room temperature. The fruit on top tasted ripe and fresh. She began to eat quickly, as if she had never eaten before. "Slow down," Ivy said to her. "Don't make yourself sick." It was hard to do when the food just tasted this good, but she forced herself to stop for a moment and gave herself time to adjust to the large amount of food in her stomach. She never felt so full before and decided it wasn't worth eating the whole meal as much as she wanted to. She eyed the food as if she was giving something up that she'd never get again.

"I guess you're not used to eating," Ivy frowned at this.

"I never had anything so good before," Roselyn said, not taking her eyes off of the food as she drank her milk.

"As long as you're with me, you'll be eating this kind of food all the time. It won't always be pancakes, but it won't be that crap Arkham serves," Ivy assured her.

"Before just now, Arkham was the best food I ever ate," Roselyn said truthfully with tears in her eyes. "Thank you," Roselyn got up from her chair and went across the table where Ivy sat. She threw herself at her, hugging her tightly. Roselyn didn't know what she did to deserve everything she had right in this very moment.

"You don't need to thank me," Ivy said when she returned the hug. "You have always deserved whatever it is that's too good to be true. I can't believe nobody ever took care of you right. You're a really sweet girl, Roselyn."

"Thanks," she smiled back. Their tender moment ended when there was a knock at the door. Ivy explained Harley went out earlier to buy a change of clothes for Roselyn so she could go out shopping with them and have clothes that kind of fit. Roselyn was told to go take a shower and wash herself off before they left. When she finished showering, Ivy took some time to wash Roselyn's hair in the kitchen sink since nobody ever showed her how to do it properly. While her hair was still wet, Harley cut the dead ends off her hair and gave it some layers. She also angled her hair so it framed Roselyn's face rather than sit there limply. This was followed by Harley blow drying her hair and putting half her hair in a dark green bow. The blonde squealed with delight and Roselyn had to stop herself from crying after she saw the finished product.

Harley was happy to present Roselyn with a long sleeved gray dress with dark green leggings and boots. She also picked out a coat for her, a simple black children's pea coat. Roselyn had never been in clothes that fit her properly. She couldn't believe the girl staring her in the full length mirror was her. "I'm so glad it fits!" Harley exclaimed as the three of them left the house. "I did real good with the sizing. I'm a natural," Harley beamed. She skipped over to the car and hopped in the passenger's seat.

"You did a great job, Harl," Ivy complimented and got into the driver's seat. Roselyn got in the back seat and sat silently. She was smiling, though, which was something she wasn't really used to. She kept quiet throughout the car ride and let the adults talk. She was content to looking out the window as she couldn't see as much last night when Poison Ivy stole this car.

Before she knew it, they were at a large department store. Roselyn noticed Ivy was able to change her skin color from green to a normal tone. Roselyn wondered how she was able to do this and how she had so much control over her abilities. Regardless of her awe, Roselyn was thankful her skin tone never changed during her transformation so she didn't have to worry about something like that.

It didn't take Harley long to pick up Roselyn and put her in a shopping cart. The blonde ran down the long aisle in the center of the store with her and then stood on the metal part of the shopping cart. Most kids would probably find this fun, but Roselyn was terrified. Poison Ivy caught up to them, stopped the cart, and gave Harley a terrifying look that probably meant to behave. "You ruin all the fun," Harley kicked once at the floor like a child as Ivy helped Roselyn out of the shopping cart.

"Does it look like she was having fun?" Ivy snapped. "And you can't be going around making a scene today. We have to lay low." As the two adults quietly bickered, Roselyn kept closer to Ivy so she wouldn't end up in the shopping cart of death again. Harley was great and everything, but her actions were very unpredictable which made the girl nervous. They stopped in the girl's department for Roselyn to pick out her clothes. Ivy told her she could pick out whatever she wanted. This was the first time someone really asked for the girl's opinion on something that she'd like to wear. Needless to say, the idea was too overwhelming for her and she started to tear up.

"Aww, why you cryin'?" Harley questioned with a frown. "Cheer up, Rosie! It's a shoppin' spree!"

"She's just overwhelmed," Ivy replied. "Baby, you want us to help you?"

"Yes, please," Roselyn nodded. With Harley and Ivy's help, Roselyn was able to make her own choices and fill up the shopping cart with clothes. She also was able to pick out her own brush, hair ties, and other accessories. She picked out some sneakers and a couple of other pair of shoes that actually fit. She never owned so much stuff before! It was pretty exciting and made her a little nervous; how would she choose what to wear? She'd deal with that later when she had to get dressed the next morning.