-Nightwing-

Despite the fact that I had suffered some major injuries very recently, I still had a huge smile on my face. I'd been staying at the manor for a few days since I was basically mangled, and since I was forced to rest, I had nothing to do but think. So I pondered the usual things. What does life mean? Are we alone in the universe? Are mermaids real? Was the moon landing faked?

Did I really make out with Poison Ivy?

I suppose I should have been more confused about the fact that she had rescued me, but that took a backseat compared to those few moments of bliss. Although my memory from that night is hazy (thankfully I was barely conscious for Joker's antics), those fleeting seconds of her in my arms and our lips exploring each other are crystal clear. I'd have thought her to be a hallucination otherwise.

Was pursuing some sort of relationship with her a bad idea? Yeah.

Would Bruce flip his shit if he found out? Definitely.

Do I care? Nope.

When you think about it, it'd be very hypocritical for him to be mad at me. Do the names Catwoman and Talia al Ghul ring a bell? If he can do it, so can I. He's not the boss of me anyway. I'm independant from him, so it's between me and her. That's why I'm not going to tell him. Not because he might come after me and try to barricade me in the manor. I'm not afraid of him at all. I just like my privacy. No shame in that, right?

Despite his recommendation of staying a week, I think three days has been enough time. Beside's being Nightwing, Dick Grayson has a life in Blüddhaven as well. I can't just disappear for weeks at a time. I've got things to do. Regardless, even as I start making my way to the exit, I can feel the lecture on legs as he stalks his way down the hall after me.

"Where are you going?"

"Back home. I've lounged around enough."

"You need more time to heal."

"I'm close enough. I'll manage."

"Dick."

The intensity in voice made me stop walking and face him. Here we go again. You screw up one time and he thinks you can't take of yourself.

"Listen Bruce, I'm gonna be-"

"Do you even realize how close this was?"

"I can feel how close this was. But it's alright. It won't happen again."

"You don't know that."

"Have a little faith. I told you, I was having a rough night and Quinn just got lucky."

"I don't believe in luck."

"Apparently you don't believe in me either." Nice one Dick.

He didn't respond for a minute, and I wondered if my amazingly quick comeback skills were too much this time. His expression softened, and it seemed like he'd finally dropped Batman for a moment and was just Bruce Wayne.

"You know I only want what's best for you."

"Yeah, I know. But you gotta let me be free."

I gave him a warm smile, and he smiled back. We said our goodbyes and went off to his study. Or maybe the bat cave. Somewhere to throw himself into work. I swung by the kitchen to snag some of Alfred's cooking and to say goodbye to the old man. Of course he asked me if I'd cleared it with "Master Bruce", and I would have said yes even if I hadn't. I didn't doubt he could tell if I was lying, but at this point I don't think he'd try and stop me.

I was finally making my way towards the front door, trying to remember my schedule for this week. I was pretty sure I had some stuff to do this weekend, but maybe I could find time to swing back to Gotham. Would it be tacky if I just showed up at her hideout? I'd say I could leave her a rose, but that would probably upset her. Unless it was in a pot. But she's probably got roses already. It dawned on me that I had no idea how to get her attention. Getting kidnapped seemed to work, but I wasn't too keen on doing that again.

My thoughts were interrupted by a pair of hushed voices coming from the living room.

"Are you sure that's what you saw?"

"Positive. It also explains why all those thugs collapsed at the same time I did."

"Did you tell Batman?"

"I was waiting for Dick to explain, but he didn't mention it, so now I don't know what…"

The conversation came to a halt when I entered the room. The voices belonged to Tim and Conner. They both looked at me like kids who'd just been caught with their hands in the cookie jar. Tim recovered quickly and smiled at me, but he wasn't fooling anyone. See? What did I say? Such a blabbermouth.

"Sooo, how are you feeling?" Tim's voice was very awkward and forced. I wasn't sure how to deal with this little situation, so I figured I'd just let them speculate. I wanted to get the heck out of here anyway.

"Never better." Was all I answered before waving goodbye and slipping out the door.

-Poison Ivy-

This is ridiculous. I'd been telling myself that all morning, but I didn't even try to believe it. I'd abandoned all logic and was now just living on a whim. I knew there would be consequences, but I didn't care. I was a woman struck by love, and this time it wasn't for a plant. I'd given up on denying it, and I knew my plants could feel it too. My Lucifer's Lilac was shimmering nonstop and my flytrap was practically shaking the greenhouse as it rocked back in forth with glee. Miss sassy rose said nothing, but I knew she was happy too, though she'd never admit it.

I guess I'd forgotten how much they truly care for me. They owe me their life, so it was stupid of me to think they'd judge me for going against my own convictions. Happiness is all that matters, and I was sure I could achieve that. I had it all planned out. I'd pulled out my computer and logged on to one of my favorite websites: . You can choose any species and it will find the nearest one to your location. But, you can also input a specific place, and it will tell you all the important flora in the area. So, I clicked on the bar and typed in a city.

Blüddhaven.

Up came the results, and I spotted a few that I felt were rare or important enough for me to get my hands on. I would've settled for a fern. Any excuse for why Poison Ivy was taking a trip. Next step, booking a hotel. Once that was done, I started to pack up a bag. I'd need all my best aromas and pheromones in case there was trouble, a few normal outfits to blend in, and maybe a fancy dress or two. You never know who you'll meet.

I didn't really have a plan for finding him once I was there, but I didn't feel like I needed one. Harley managed to find him and she wasn't even looking. I'm sure I could ask some crook about the local vigilante; what spots he usually patrols. Somebody will know something. I can keep busy with acquiring those new plants in the meantime. Of course, I suppose I didn't have to find Nightwing. I don't know his secret identity, but perhaps that would prove to be the easier task? I suppose it's all up to fate now.

As I finished packing up, I ignored another call from Harley. She'd been leaving me voicemails and sending me texts all day. Ya got Mistah J thrown back in tha slammah! Serves him right. I knew Harley would never pull anything like that (at least not by herself), so I wasn't worried about my greenhouse as long as the Joker was in Arkham. I don't know how she managed to get away, but she was pretty upset with me. Oh well. Good thing I'm leaving town. I left her a note on my door and reminded my fly trap to water the other plants while I was gone.

Stuffing my bag in the backseat, I placed my shiny lilac in the front. Being the youngest, I didn't want to leave it all alone. I figured it would be nice to take it along for the ride, and meet all it's new friends too. I slipped into my seat, put on my sunglasses, and peeled out. I surprisingly had no second thoughts or doubts as I made my way into the unknown, purely for a chance at love.

And they thought I was crazy before.

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