It had been a couple of days since the dinner at Wayne Manor. In between that time, Ivy had apologized for her behavior when they arrived home that particular night. She didn't give a reason why she acted that way, but Harley's explanation was all Roselyn had needed. She knew Ivy was scared and she didn't want to admit it. Also, Harley left and went back to Joker which didn't sit well with Ivy again. Whenever Harley left, she'd mumble things to herself thinking Roselyn wouldn't hear. Roselyn's senses were rather sharp since she had played observer for so long before she was taken in.

Roselyn was now able to do her trips home by herself just like all of the other kids who didn't have limos pick them up. She found she had a similar route as a couple of girls from her class and bravely asked them if she could join them when they went home. Surprisingly, they agreed and Roselyn made some new friends. Tim had been proud of her and congratulated her on approaching new people.

She had a great day at school and couldn't wait to tell Ivy. She entered her home and shut the door behind her. "Hey, Pammie!" she said excitedly as she plopped her backpack on the floor and hung up a light jacket in the closet. She was too excited to kick off her shoes as she usually did and walked further into the house. Her smile faltered when Ivy wasn't in the kitchen preparing her after school snack like she usually did. "Pammie?" she called through the house and panicked. Ivy had never left her home alone before and she was always there when she got home from school. "Mommy!" she yelled as loud as she could, not really sure where that came from as she never really called her that for real. Mommy had always been used when she was at school referring to her or when she was around other people in public. She had never called her mommy in the comfort of their own home before.

Roselyn heard a crash. She stopped from sobbing when she heard that and she felt okay because Ivy was just in her lab and maybe she lost track of time doing something in there. She dried her tears and felt kind of stupid until she saw the lab door was open. Under any circumstances, Ivy never left the door open and she always kept it locked because she said it was dangerous for Roselyn to snoop around down there. She never had the desire to and she could understand where Ivy was coming from.

But she had to go in there and see if she was okay. There was another crash and Roselyn had second thoughts. But Ivy would go check on her if she was hurt, so she had to suck it up and deal with the consequences later. She descended the stairs and quietly made her way down. She had to put a hand over her mouth when she saw Batman restraining Ivy.

Roselyn started breathing heavily and her green eyes went wide. This was literally her nightmare come true. She had some awful dreams at night about Batman coming to take her away and the others back to Arkham and she'd be locked up and never allowed to see Ivy again.

Something was strange- there were a variety of plants down in the lab, but Ivy wasn't controlling them. However, they quivered in response to Roselyn's fear. It all happened so fast, but the plants told her they belonged to her and they'd help her and do what she said. Confused she tilted her head towards where a vine began to point.

The only thing she could see was a lab table with dozens of tubes of blood on it. Some of the tubes were connected by rubber tubes to plants, literally feeding the plants blood. She absentmindedly rubbed her right arm in the spot where Ivy always drew her blood from. Batman was silent when he noticed the pure rage that consumed her. He knew she just made a heartbreaking discovery.

Her blood was in those vials. Those plants wanted to obey only her because of her connection to them. They viewed her as the one who supplied them nutrients indirectly. The woman she looked up to, the one who took her in, and the one she viewed as her mother had used her for experiments. Ivy never cared about her safety within the lab; she had just wanted to use Roselyn's blood for her own use.

Roselyn's fists clenched tightly at her sides, anger coursing through her veins. How could she? How dare she? Ivy never loved her. It was all an act to keep her as long as she could until she'd be discovered by Batman. Her eyes were blurred with tears, unable to see Ivy's expression or if she even noticed her down in the lab. "How dare you," Roselyn shook.

"Flower," Ivy said weakly. "It's not what it…"

"Looks like?" Rosie finished for her. "Please tell me how the plants are all lying to me right now."

"You can hear them?" Ivy paled.

"I'm assuming you can't hear them for once in your life, Ivy," Batman spoke up in his deep voice. "You used her blood so they are only communicating with her. They don't want to communicate with you because they view her as the supplier of nutrients," he summed up. "You lost, Ivy, and I have to say, this whole ordeal was low, even for you. Using a child like this…" he shook his head.

"Everything you said to me and did for me was all a lie. I trusted you," Roselyn cried. "I never trusted anyone before I met you!"

"At first it was," Ivy confessed. "I admit it. But not anymore. I really do care about you. I've loved you for a while now."

"If you did, why did you violate me like this? Just like my father did…" Roselyn trailed.

"Your father?" Ivy questioned. Roselyn couldn't bring herself to explain everything. She was actually thankful the man from her nightmares put the pieces together for Ivy.

"Roselyn May Richards is what all of her documents say if you look at her files in the orphanage. But before witness protection came in, she was Lillian Woodrue, daughter of a Dr. Jason Woodrue and an unknown mother," Batman explained.

"I knew the whole time he experimented on her. Why do you think I wanted to analyze her so much? There wasn't anyone else out there who would turn someone into a human-plant hybrid," Ivy explained. "I needed to see how similar we were and how different," she paused. "I wanted to see if he recreated what he did to me to her. I needed to see how my plants would react to her blood."

"You want to see them react?" Roselyn said and raised an arm. "I'll show you how they react."

"Roselyn, no!" Batman exclaimed. As he said this, the eleven year old snapped her fingers and a few of the plants began to tremble. One good sized Venus fly trap detached part of itself from the main plant and slithered over to her, as if it was a snake. It climbed up her back and used its sharp teeth to rip open part of her shirt. The fly trap warned her she'd feel a pinch as it basically plugged itself into her right shoulder blade area. She let out a pained grunt for a moment as it adjusted itself into her.

"They respond to my emotions," she whispered to herself as vines and other plants detached themselves and wrapped around her arms and legs. They did the same as the fly trap and inserted themselves into her arms and legs. "And I'm not very happy." She walked up to Ivy who was still being held back by Batman. The vines raised her and put her at eye level with the red headed villainess.

"You're just like my father," she said, green eyes glowing in an alien-like fashion. "You used me. But you're worse because you manipulated me and made me trust you, something I never did. I take back everything. I'm not your daughter and you'll never have one of your own. No wonder they call you Poison Ivy. You really are poisonous," Roselyn struck a nerve when she saw Ivy flinch. The woman was at a loss of what to say to her. Batman tried to stop Roselyn, but failed when she stepped back and held her hand up above her head.

"You're a brat," Ivy snapped. "After everything I did for you; after I took you in when nobody else on this planet wanted you! And don't you forget that, Roselyn."

"You're crazy," she laughed. "I trusted a crazy person. I trusted someone who's stupid enough to believe she's the reincarnation of some fictional Mother Nature character. Well let me tell you something, Pamela," she spat. "You're not anything special."

"Come with me, Roselyn. I'll find you a nice place to stay. You truly will be loved and make a wonderful daughter for someone who really cares about you." Although his words were nice, she had a feeling he wanted to use her himself.

"Nobody else is gonna use me, especially not Batman!" she cried. The plants obeyed her command and attacked Batman as well as Ivy. She wasn't going to kill them or fatally wound them, but she was going to hurt them to slow them down. She rushed out of the place she once called home and used the vines to help bring her across the city at a faster speed.

She stopped using her vines and darted into an alleyway to hide for the time being. She was tired and hungry and her heart hurt. She told herself to wake up from this night terror. She craved for Ivy to appear and just hold her and never let her go. She hated herself for wanting that kind of affection from someone who drew her blood multiple times every week for her own selfish use. Roselyn pulled up her sleeves and looked at the bruises on her arms the needles made. The vines hugged her gently and the fly trap nuzzled at her affectionately. "I can't go back to her," she whispered to the plants. "I can't let people use me like that. And I can't go with Batman because he'll just follow the law and dump me in an orphanage. I can't go through all that again."

"Rosie," Ivy said. "Thank Goddess I found you," she said. The sun was setting and it was getting dark out. She could see Ivy and she saw her face and it looked like she'd been crying.

Roselyn wanted to tell her to stay away, but she couldn't find her voice. It was as if she reverted back to the girl who didn't speak all over again. It was fine, though, because the fly trap hissed at Ivy threateningly and snapped at her when she got closer to Roselyn.

Not another word was said when she folded in on herself and the vines on her arms and legs climbed up the building for her to get her out of there. They carried Roselyn through the night. Just looking at Ivy just then put tears in her eyes. That pain in her chest hurt so much; she wished she could just rip open her chest and take out her heart to stop it from just hurting.

"Daffi, what brings you here on the roof of a building?" Joker asked her when she landed. She could ask him the same thing, but she didn't want to say anything. "Whoa, I guess you finally found your real plant potential," Joker laughed when he noticed the plants connected to her body. "Must be real convenient to travel like that. Aww, hey there, Daff, why so sad?"

"Joker," came Batman's voice. Robin landed right beside the Dark Knight and glared at the Joker, but his eyes softened when he noticed Roselyn.

"Oh, that would make me sad, too," Joker nodded. "Well, Batsy, what do you want with little Daffodil over here?"

"I'm here to take her back where she belongs and put you back into Arkham," Batman said.

"So, dropping her back off with the Plant Lady? I can take it from here, Bats."

"You can either do this the easy way or the hard way, Joker," Batman threatened. Roselyn looked at Batman and she was still afraid of him. It didn't make any sense, but she felt more comfortable with Joker. She stepped towards the clown and stood beside him to Batman's horror. Joker put his arm around her and murmured for her to run before he changed his mind. Roselyn looked to Robin and saw him look at her in shock. Rose, he had mouthed probably by accident. Her eyes went wide at that since Tim was the only one who….

"She's such a great gag, don't you think, Bats?"

Roselyn didn't hesitate to get away and let the vines take her somewhere.

Not going to lie, I teared up a little bit writing this chapter. I'm a wimp.