A/N: wow you guys liked it?! You really liked it! I'm so glad that you did! Just a small note to point out, yeah I realize I made Pammy 18 so how can she be a botanist in the 2 years it takes for Harley to turn 18, answer: she isn't going to be one plain and simple. Now don't get out your pitchforks yet she may not have a PhD but she still adores her plants so it won't go to waste I promise you'll just have to wait and see later. All that being said yes Harley is 2 years behind Pam meaning this chapter takes place 2 years after the last so Pam is now 20 while Harley is just turning 18. Okay sorry for my rambling let's look in on our girl shall we?

2: Harleen Frances Quinzel

Harleen Frances Quinzel had been born and raised in Gotham's overcast hustle and bustle. Her parents were originally from New York so she grew up developing an accent as though she'd lived in Brooklyn for a good part of her life, her mother with her blonde hair and warm brown eyes was supportive and encouraging of her daughter always showing up to her gymnastic meets, driving her to and from practices until the teen got her license and a car of her own, even putting up with the whole gymnastics team gathering at the house for a victory party a time or two...or nearly all of them. Her father with his dark hair and grey-blue eyes was more like Harleen herself, loud, a little silly, quick to make friends and crack jokes, hardworking, and determined with a heart of gold...but a favor for drinking something Harleen had learned to avoid.

With all of that mixed with her mother's passed on supportive nature Harleen was among the minority that didn't like the idea of turning 18 and possibly leaving her home city for some strange place, of course there was the slim chance she wouldn't have to leave and that her soulmate would be right here in Gotham after all both her parents had met in New York, her mother in Brooklyn and her father in Queens, but it always seemed like the stories were about people living hundreds of millions of miles apart. Harleen sat on her bedroom windowsill her blonde hair pulled back in her favorite pigtails, her creamy pale skin covered only by a 'Gotham Girls Gymnastics' t-shirt and a pair of sweatpants, in her hand she held her necklace that looked like a single red diamond split up the middle by some kind of odd jagged shape stopping only a fraction of an inch from the top so the diamond wasn't broken in two.

She let out a small sigh turning her crystal blue eyes to the Mickey Mouse alarm clock on her bedside table, 3 minutes, before looking back out the window at the surprisingly active city before her. Her parents had saved up enough to help her travel if she had to but she'd saved up enough in prize money and odd jobs that she could buy a plane ticket and still have enough leftover to combine with her parents money to buy another one if she had to. Looking at the clock again she took a deep breath letting her eyes close as she pulled her knees to her chest and rested her forehead against them her necklace resting on her right knee letting the breath out as a warmth over ran her body. Her vision of black behind her closed lids was suddenly filled with green and splashes of color along with the sound of light laughter and a bell, she was in some kind of greenhouse but the grey sky outside she'd know anywhere because it was so distinctly Gotham made her heart jump.

All too soon the image faded but the warmth in her necklace stayed making a wide smile spread over her lips but she kept her eyes shut and stayed curled up hearing footsteps nearing her door. Moments later it opened making her look up and her smile widen seeing her parents standing by the door her mother holding a cake frosted in red and blue with her name and diamonds decorating it's top along with four candles flickering softly.

"Happy birthday Harleen!"

Her mother nearly squealed making her laugh as she got up getting a closer look at the cake then wrinkling her nose in mock anger as her father's rough hand messed up her hair pulling a few strands from its pigtails.

"Yeah happy birthday kiddo."

Harleen giggled blowing out the candles then hugged her parents.

"Thank you both!"

Her mother kissed her head.

"Someone's happy, did your necklace activate?"

Harleen nodded excitedly her eyes landing on her mother's own necklace, a heart shape with a missing shape around it like a rope, or as Harleen knew a chain with an old fashioned lock that was her father's necklace.

"Yeah it did and guess what?"

Both her parents shook their head then smiled as she bounced around.

"I don't have to leave Gotham! I can stay in the city and go to the university!"

Her mother's smile looked a little more animated making Harley bite her lip and stop bouncing on her heels, her mother was like any parent, over the moon her daughter had not only got an athletic scholarship to Gotham university but also an academic one that had come from the 17 year old completely skipping her third year of high school making her one of the youngest to graduate in the school but that wasn't what bothered her mother it's what her bright eyed daughter wanted to pursue at the university, a degree in psychology and eventually the credentials to be a psychiatrist.

"That's great squirt, and you can stay right here while you're in school."

Now it was Harleen's turn to look unsure making her father raise a brow and use two calloused fingers to lift her chin to meet his blue-grey eyes.

"What's goin' through that head Harley?"

Harleen couldn't help the small smile at her favorite nickname before she took a step back looking at both her parents as her mother set the cake carefully on the bed.

"Actually I was thinkin' of getting my own place especially now that I don't have to leave the city, don't take it the wrong way but I think it's time I stepped out on my own."

Her parents shared a look before her mother smiled softly, a little sadly, and gently pulled her daughter into a hug kissing her head lingering for a moment.

"If that's what you want to do baby then we are behind you."

Harley smiled kissing her cheek.

"Thanks momma."

Looking to keep the mood light her father put a hand on each of their shoulders making them smile.

"Now that that's outta the way let's eat this cake already."

Harley laughed scooping up the cake while her mother shook her head following her daughter and husband out of the room, she was certainly going to miss this noise when Harley moved out but it was time to let her little bird spread her wings. Around a week later Harley had unpacked the last box in her new apartment, it wasn't much just a bedroom, bathroom, hall closet for towels and things, a kitchen with a breakfast bar that was also the counter, and a living area. She'd looked at nearly ten different places all around the city but this place was along her route to the university as well as good proximity to her favorite coffee shop as well as the park, her mother found it a bit of an odd location after being told about the image revealed to Harleen since it was half way across the city from Gotham Gardens which was really the only greenhouse but seeing her daughter happy smashed her argument at once.

Harley looked around her living space which held only a couch from her parents' garage she vaguely remembered as a child, a chair that had once been her mother's, some end tables and lamps from the thrift store and a small tv on another thrift store table. She nodded once to herself then deciding she had time before the cable guy showed up she pulled on her favorite thrift store find, a black leather jacket she'd filled the front of with pins of all shapes and colors, and left the apartment headed for the coffee shop at the end of the block.

As she walked down the street she noticed one of the old shops that had been up for sale was now sold and it looked like someone was inside cleaning it up, she couldn't see them but the place looked better than it used to at least now the cracked window was fixed and a lot of the trash left inside was in bags out front. As she was about to keep walking she felt her necklace heat up until it felt like someone had placed a hot pack on her collarbone, she carefully picked it up in her hand while looking around for anyone in the small clumps of people that looked surprised or had stopped but found no one, slowly the warmth faded making her heart sink and her shoulders slouch. Kicking a pebble on the sidewalk ahead of her she kept walking until she reached the shop.

Once inside her mood lightened a bit as she seen a familiar redhead standing at the counter waiting for her order, smirking to herself she quietly snuck up behind the girl but just as she was about to tickle her waist the girl spoke.

"Don't even think about it Harl."

Harley pouted crossing her arms as the girl turned around sea blue eyes meeting crystal blue eyes and the redhead smiled.

"What are you doing here girly? It's Friday shouldn't you be at home with your folks?"

Harley rolled her eyes but smiled.

"Hello to you too Barbara, and no I came to get a pick me up while I wait for the cable guy to show up at my new place."

Barbara took a second to register her friend's words before she smiled shaking her head.

"Damn so little Harleen finally moved out? Big girl facing the world on her own."

Harley rolled her eyes lightly shoving Barbara but smiled all the brighter. Her and Barbara were a couple years apart in age but the older girl had been Harley's friend since high school when the blonde skipped her junior year and ended up in the same English and Math classes as Barbara. Barbara Gordon was the daughter of the police commissioner James Gordon and she was a headstrong independent soul living up to the stereotype of her deep red hair. She was a bit of a book worm but Harley didn't mind in fact she always liked watching how her friend got excited about a new book and how she'd light up when she talked about an old favorite and just like the commissioner she had a strong scenes or right and wrong and justice.

"Yeah now that I'm 18 and don't have to leave the city I decided to strike out on my own and start taking my Psychology classes at the university. Speaking of 18, how's your hunt going?"

Barbara took her drink as it was handed to her and left the money on the counter before leading Harley to a table near the windows.

"Pretty well all things considered, I mean I get the feeling I know who it is but I'm not gonna take the chance and make a fool of myself."

Harley gave her a sympathetic look glancing the girl's necklace which was shaped like a full moon with a sharp shape missing from its center that looked sort of like a spread bird or maybe a bat.

"I'm sure you'll figure it out, I mean ya have to you're the best up and coming detective in the city!"

Barb blushed a little chuckling, it's true she was the top of her classes and she was interning at the police station shadowing other detectives.

"I'm not all that great. So what about you? You said you don't have to leave the city?"

Harley nodded taking her necklace in her hand remembering the flare of warmth as she was walking here.

"Yeah last week I seen I'll meet them in a greenhouse like place, I felt it get really warm on the way here but no one around me seemed to feel it."

Barb gave a sympathetic smile this time patting Harley's hand looking over the other girl's necklace.

"You know a greenhouse doesn't sound to far off of an idea I mean the shape in your diamond kinda looks like a vine of some kind. Just give it time maybe some cute vegetarian eco dude is out there waiting for you."

Harley snorted a laugh making Barb laugh to. Once their giggled stopped Harley sighed looking out the window.

"Ya know Babs I really wouldn't care if it was a guy or not as long as we find each other and ya know somewhat get along."

Barb's smile softened.

"Harley there isn't a person I've seen you interact with that doesn't like you besides they'll be your soulmate they kinda have to love you."

Harley giggled.

"Okay fair enough point Babs."

Barb took her phone from her pocket as it pinged making the blonde raise an eyebrow as the redhead stood.

"Sorry Harl gotta run, dad wants me back at the station. We need to do this again."

Harley nodded getting to her feet.

"Yeah we do, I got an open schedule next Tuesday."

Barb smiled waving as she started to leave.

"Text me a time and I'll see ya then! Stay outta trouble!"

Harley laughed watching her leave before going to the counter and ordering her drink. On the walk back home Harley came to a stop outside the shop from before looking in through the new front window upon seeing someone leaning in a doorway facing a back room. Her necklace started warming up until it matched the warmth of the styrofoam coffee cup in her hand making her heart start racing as she watched the clearly feminine figure. The person looked like she could have been Harley's physical opposite with her short black hair, ever so slightly sun kissed skin, dressed from neck to toe in black from the clearly well worn black Joan Jett and the Black Hearts t-shirt, a beat up black faux leather jacket with uneven draw strings for the dark grey hood, black and ripped skinny jeans, and a pair of black boots that hugged half way up her calf while giving her at least 3 inches of extra height with the heels.

Harley felt glued to the spot as she seemed to feel eyes on her and turned her head to face the frozen blonde, Harley's breath caught in her throat as the shocking green eyes pierced right through her, then they were gone as the girl looked back into the room and pushed off the doorframe walking outside of Harley's site with movements that reminded her of a cat. Biting her lip Harley shook her head and kept walking figuring the other woman hadn't felt her own necklace, maybe it was just a case of wrong place wrong time, the blonde reasoned with herself as she entered her apartment and sat down on the couch.

Back at the shop Selina watched from the shadows as the blonde outside seemed to shake herself then walk off before looking over her shoulder at Pam who looked frozen in the middle of sweeping. Turning around to face the redhead Selina gave a sly smirk.

"Somethin' wrong Pammy?"

Pam seemed to snap back to herself and raise her eyes to meet her friend's.

"N-no I just...I felt my necklace heat up."

Selina's smirk widened making Pam narrow her eyes.

"You saw something, what did you see?"

The dark haired woman shrugged crossing her arms over her chest.

"I don't know what you're talkin' about Pammy, at least not with that tone."

Pam rolled her eyes putting her hands on her hips.

"Kitty please tell me."

Selina chuckled pointing to the shop front.

"A little blonde thing in pigtails stopped outside looking like she was in a trance, couldn't have been more than 18."

Pam bit her lip her cheeks unsure weather to flush or drain of color as her heart sped up a little, after living in the city for two years and feeling the occasional warming of her necklace she had been mere feet from the person, the girl, her necklace was pulling her toward.

"A-are you sure there wasn't anyone else?"

Selina nodded looking back out at the shop front as it started raining in the abandoned street.

"Positive, but hey at least she's legal not that she dresses like it."

Now Pam's cheeks flushed and she started sweeping with a little more force than needed in an effort not to jab the other woman with the broom.

"That's not nice Selina! Now are you gonna help or just stand there being a bitch?"

Selina chuckled moving to grab a duster from the box of cleaning supplies and began dusting cobwebs.

"Okay I deserved that. How's your little fuzzy doing?"

Ivy let herself calm down and give a small smile, recently Selina had taken it upon herself to get her a late birthday gift and surprised the redhead with a little white kitten that had bright blue eyes.

"Wisteria is doing fine, she loves sitting in the window watching the city, she kept trying to eat my plants but I grew her her own little patch of grasses and she loves it."

Selina smiled.

"See I told ya you'd enjoy having her around."

Pam rolled her eyes throwing the dusting cloth she was using at the dark haired woman only to have it fall short making both of them laugh.