Meanwhile, Harley just woke up. "What happened to me? I feel like I've been ran over by a truck. Whoa. It's all comin' back to me. Bats beat up Mistah J, gave me a shot, and apparently brought me to the Batcave like he said he would. I might as well take a look around."

Then she opened her eyes. Quickly, she closed them back because the bright glow of the fluorescent lights hurt her eyes. Soon, they adjusted and she took a look around.

The room she was in was average. It wasn't too lush and it wasn't too empty. The bedspread was a deep shade of purple and the walls were a light cream color. Beside the bed, there was a little bedside table with a yellow lamp outlined with lace. Also, there was a desk against the wall that was made of stained wood. On the other side of the wall there was a dresser and when Harley opened it, it had fresh clothes inside. In addition, there was a doorway stemming into the bathroom which was lined by white trim. Harley got out of bed and looked inside the bathroom. The toilet had a fuzzy purple cover on the lid. There was a shower with a purple shower curtain. And on a hanger there was a deep purple towel. The walls were cream colored tile.

After a little while of exploring her new room, she decided that she wanted to see the rest of the Batcave. She walked over to the door leading to the outside and tried to open it.

"What? He locked me in. The stinker. Well, on the other hand, I suppose that I'm not the most trustworthy characta. I wonder if I still have my baseball bat." She looked all around the room and in every crook and cranny. "Where is it? Aw, crap, I remember. I left it where we wrecked the truck."

"Are your accommodations suitable enough for you?"

Harley spun around quickly. "Don't do that! Ya almost gave me a freackin' heart attack!"

"Sorry. I didn't know that you were that jumpy," Bruce said with a smirk on his face.

"I'm not jumpy! I'm just wary, that's all. So, is Mistah J okay?" Harley asked.

"I'm afraid I can't tell you anything about him. The first step to healing is to forget about him," Batman replied.

"W-what?! Ya can't tell me nothin' about my puddin'?! Why, I think that's quite rude, Bats."

"My apologies are extended. Now I will leave you to sleep. We will start with our lessons tomorrow. Goodnight," Batman said as he walked out the door.

"Well… Goodnight to you too, B-Man. And the only reason I'm bein' polite is because I got no choice but to stay here with you 'till I'm 'healed'." After she was sure he was gone, she walked over to the dresser and changed for bed. Then she nestled in and closed her eyes.

"Goodnight, Mistah J. Whereva' ya are."

Sorry that it's shorter than most. I promise I'll update the next chapter sometime today. Maybe in a few minutes. Thank you SO SO SO much for favoriting this story and if you possibly could please follow my account. Thank you so much for your support!