Roselyn and Tim stopped at her home, or now her old home she guessed, so she could shower, change her clothes, and eat something. She took a nice, long shower and washed off the dirt and grime she had on her from living outside for a few days. She found herself going into Ivy's room after she dressed in leggings and a long yellow sweater. She crawled onto her bed and held onto the pillow, crying into it without really wanting to. She was tired of crying and being upset. She was emotionally exhausted. She didn't even notice Tim come into the room, still dressed as Robin, and put a hand on her back. She rolled over on her back and looked up at him. "I want Pammie to come home," she sniffed.

"Come on," he said gently to her. "Let's eat something."

"I don't want to eat," she hugged the pillow tightly. "Imagine if someone just took Bruce away from you," Roselyn whispered. "Imagine you're about to see him for the last time." She couldn't tell if he was crying behind the mask, but he shook for a second before standing up.

"Rose, you've got to eat something," he tried to encourage.

"I don't need to," she countered. "I'm not all human if you forgot already. My body can undergo photosynthesis. Pammie told me that's what it's called when I can use sunlight not to make me hungry anymore."

"Okay, well, we should still wait until one in the morning. Arkham's security at night isn't what it should be," Tim explained. This made Roselyn laugh and since laughter was contagious, Tim joined in and laid down on the bed next to her. She knew he was exhausted since he went to school during the day and was Robin most nights, so she grabbed her phone, which she had found when she got home and charged, and set an alarm for twelve thirty in the morning. Tim saw her do this and nodded in approval. The boy removed his mask to get more comfortable before both of them drifted off to sleep on opposite sides of Poison Ivy's bed.

When the alarm went off, Roselyn woke up quickly and shut it off. She noticed Tim was already awake and adjusting his mask. She smoothed out her hair and silently followed him out of the house, but not before grabbing a coat; she wasn't going to freeze again that night.

Robin grabbed his smaller friend around the waist once they made their way into a more populated area of Gotham. She held onto him tightly as they swung from building to building. She briefly wondered if she should learn how to do this so she could travel around this quickly. She watched as they approached Arkham and eventually landed outside the gate. She let Robin do his thing with some handheld device. She never thought she'd crawl through vents, but she followed him and did just that.

Robin eventually lifted up a metal grate and quietly dropped down onto the floor. Roselyn nervously jumped out, only doing it because she knew she'd see Ivy soon. She closed her eyes as she approached the ground, but she never met it. Robin caught her before her feet hit the floor. She was about to thank him, but he put his hand around her mouth when he let her go, putting a finger to his lips. She nodded and followed him through Arkham, keeping close to Robin to keep out of the guards' sights. There weren't many and half of them were sleeping.

"They have her in here," Robin whispered and opened up a door which was located in the infirmary room. Roselyn gasped when he shut the door behind him. Poison Ivy was laying there on the bed cuffed to it by the wrists and ankles. She was breathing evenly, obviously sleeping. "I didn't want to say anything, but she hasn't been herself. So, they have her in here where she can be monitored. Obviously they're doing a terrible job since we're in here," Robin explained. "Go on ahead, Rose. I'll keep look out," Robin said.

"Wait," Roselyn stopped him. "Could you maybe unlock the cuffs on her arms?"

"I don't think that's a good idea," Robin replied.

"Please?"

"Fine," he relented and used something to unlock them in less than fifteen seconds. He smiled before leaving her alone as he peered out the window on the door to see into the hallways. She approached the bed and wondered why she was there exactly and not in her normal highly secure (or at least that's how it was described) cell.

Roselyn wasn't sure what to do, but she knew she didn't want to wake her up. It seemed counterproductive, but now that she was here, she was afraid. She was afraid to be rejected and told to get out and leave. She wasn't ready to be rejected and this made her hesitate. But she was right there in a deep sleep and she couldn't just walk away from this woman. She studied Ivy's perfect features, her red hair that still looked good even if it hadn't been properly brushed for a couple days. Slowly, she climbed into the small bed beside her as she craved that physical contact from her. She took her jacket off and tossed it onto the floor before she got comfortable. She laid on her side and put her thin arm across Ivy's abdomen.

Roselyn suddenly felt very emotional again and began to cry. She had been doing that a lot lately. However, her tears fell silently and made Ivy's Arkham issued shirt damp. "I'm so sorry," she whispered. She felt arms wrap around her and a kiss at the top of her head.

"No, flower," Ivy murmured. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have experimented with your blood. It's not your fault. None of this is your fault." Roselyn looked up, biting her lower lip nervously.

"I said really mean things," she said.

"Sometimes people say things they don't mean. I'm a big girl, Rosie. I can deal with it," she said, giving her a smile.

"And I did a lot of thinking," Roselyn said. She sat up and Ivy did the same, or the best she could since her legs were still restrained. She watched Ivy take something off of the table on the other side of her. She bent over and unlocked the cuffs around her ankles. Roselyn wondered how people were able to do that so quickly when she could barely open her locker at school on a good day. Ivy gave her full attention once Roselyn settled next to her. "And I don't think it's fair that I know more about your past than you know about mine."

"It's okay; you don't need to talk about it if you don't want to," Ivy replied.

"Pammie, I have to," she said. "You need to know everything I know because…because you're my mommy and I have to tell you," Roselyn said and knew she didn't really have a good reason to tell her other than the fact she felt she needed her to know everything about her. That, and she had a feeling Ivy didn't know this was the last time they'd see each other. She didn't think anyone told her she wasn't supposed to ever see her and they were taking Roselyn away forever. The reality hit her when she was falling asleep in Ivy's bed earlier. Even though Tim said he'd get Bruce to find her a good home in Gotham, she knew she'd be shipped to California or somewhere far away to keep the two hybrid women separate.

"You know I'm always here when you want to talk," Ivy encouraged.

"My first name, as you know, was Lillian Woodrue, Dr. Woodrue's daughter," she shivered at the thought of her biological father. "I did find a journal he wrote. I don't have it anymore because I lost it. He wanted to create human plant hybrids," she cleared her throat. "He used you first, thinking he could make something better from someone who was already living. He did. But his journal didn't use your name. But I think it was you. And then he went back to his research. I was grown in a…a test tube or something, Pammie. I wasn't even born normally."

"Oh, baby," Ivy hugged her.

"He let me grow in it for eighteen months before he took me out. Then he started experimenting. It was kind of the same of what he did to you. He didn't get to finish what he started, which is why I don't have toxins or any of the other things you do have."

"So, was he…"

"Trying to remake you? Yeah," Roselyn looked at her, feeling guilty. "I know that now. I knew there was a woman he experimented on, but I really didn't know it was you until recently. But it makes sense now," Roselyn said. "I was just too dumb to realize it."

"Rosie, you aren't dumb," Ivy said, green eyes meeting green. "You're just a kid. The fact you made these connections recently means you're really smart." Roselyn gave her a small smile and she blushed at the compliment.

"When he got caught, I heard his lab was destroyed. I think I was like five maybe? They changed my name and everything when they put me in foster care so people couldn't find me. I think other people wanted to experiment on me or something," she shrugged. "So ever since I was maybe five, my name's been Roselyn. I just wanted you to know everything."

"And I want you to know that even though Woodrue did things to me I hate talking about, I don't hate you because you're genetically related to him. I want you to understand that, flower. I love everything about you. You're sweet, very smart, you're beautiful and you have a big heart. There's so much to love about you."

"I love you, Pammie," Roselyn was brought into a hug. There were tears in her eyes again and she hoped she could stop being so emotional, even if they were tears of joy.

"It's great to see you and everything, but how did you even get in here?" Ivy questioned.

"Robin brought me," Roselyn said and pointed to him. The boy waved sheepishly before turning back. "He's also the look out."

"Why'd Robin bring you?" Ivy questioned skeptically.

"He found me in the forest clearing," Roselyn shrugged.

"There's something you aren't telling me," Ivy said. "What aren't you telling me?"

"Roselyn, we have to go," Robin said urgently.

"What? No, I can't go yet," Roselyn said and hugged Ivy.

"We have to. If we don't go right now then," he started.

"Then what? I wanna be with Pammie," she said stubbornly. She was not about to just leave when Ivy was right there. She needed this moment to last so she'd remember Ivy perfectly. But then maybe she wouldn't have to go. She could stay there; it wasn't like she had to go with Robin to the police station.

"Batman, Roselyn!" Robin exclaimed. His hand seemed to press against his ear, probably pressing against some kind of communication device. "He's coming…he's…"

"Here," Roselyn whispered when Batman came through the window. She clung to Ivy tightly and hoped he'd just leave them alone. But she knew hoping for that was stupid as Batman would follow the law and separate her from the woman she considered to be her mother.

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