Everything was blurry as I woke up. The first noises, which I was able to overhear were the soft, unknown voices. Doctors, doctors who were talking about how they sedated the patient (presumably me) after I became violent in a panic state of mind. My wrists and legs were pinned down to a hospital bed, in refusal to move. What's happening? I ponder, looking around the room.

The images that were once blurs of color began to focus. Any doubt that I was anywhere but a hospital began to fade as I took note of the white walls, white ceiling and cleanliness of the place. "Guys, she's awake!" Pamela smiled, peaking over my bed. Her bright red curls bounced off her shoulders as she gazed downwards at me. Her face showed an expression of excitement. A couple flowers were placed around me, along with a few stuffed animals. I would never have believed people could or would care for me like this, or be so nice. Maybe these gifts weren't for me, no use to assume. Upon Pamela's motion, Selena, Bruce, and Eddie came over towards my bed. I suspected ridicule, yelling and blame from the group.

A minute went by.

Another past, yet no one spoke up.

I tilted my head, looking at the group of classmates strangely. I wasn't sure how I ended up in the hospital, nor why they were here beside me. The last thing I did remember was that all of them hated me. "What happened?" My voice sounded groggy as if I was just coming out of some daze. I suspected ridicule from them, however, it never came. Selena just hugged me, glad to see I was alright.

Bruce was the first to speak directly to the question I had, "Harley, the doctors aren't exactly sure. The symptoms followed high stage panic attack, attacking your heart and mind. You were frantic and frightened under whatever drugs John gave you." His voice trailed off as if unsure that what he said was wise. He appeared to regret what he said, not wanting to alter my condition in anyway bad. I giggle, not that this was funny but he sounded so professional. He gave me an odd look before I shut up quickly. The other's must have assumed the drugs I was one was the reasoning behind my slight case of the giggles because they did not seem too alarmed. After a couple seconds, they faded and my eyes went wide. Jonathan, the science fair, it all became clear now.

"Johnny! OH! Is he mad at me?" I ask, neverous. Oh no, Oh no, I screwed up his experiment. He has to be pissed, Johnny spent weeks on his science fair project and of course I was the one to ruin it.

Bruce paced along side of my bed. An odd feeling came across me as if he was a detective, trying to analyse me. He shook his head, phrasing a question in a way that sounded interested but concern. "Why would he be mad at you Harleen, does he have reason to be?"Bruce's eyebrow raised, giving a slight clue that he was suspicious about something, his tone followed this pattern.

"Not that I know of...except I did just ruin his experiment. Didn't I? What's going on, I thought..."My voice trailed off as I ran a hand through the tips of my blonde hair. "I just thought you were all..." I hold my head, it began to throb in my hands. Images flashed before me, making it spin faster.

Eddie was quick to interrupt, as if trying to prevent me from saying something awful. "I ran tests, Harleen." He paused, waiting to see if he had our attention. He had mine, that much was for sure. "Uh-not on you though-I don't have access to your-uh-medical files of course-on the drugs-well the vile-uh-Anyways-" He tried to gather his thoughts, a bit flustered. "I think what you saw what makes up your nightmare, not your dream. It was just an illusion created from the mind." He set my mind at ease, as everything began to make a lot more sense. Logic started to ease my brain, knowing none of it was real. That made a lot more sense to the weird events I saw.

Bruce still seemed concern, "Harleen, the police were wondering if you volunteered for his experiment willingly."

"Yes, he needed help. I said I would."

"Did you know that his experiment would be dangerous?"

"Bruce..." Selena looked over at him with a warning tone. She appeared ready to pounce on him if he would go any farther.

Before I could answer, he chimed in once more adding another question to his list. "Harley,Did Jonathan have any past aggressions with you, something you did where he may have wanted you to suffer."

"Bruce!" Selena snapped, as if saying it wasn't the time or place. I did not mind the question, seeing that it was Jonathan who was in trouble. I had to answer, knowing that the police could have the wrong idea about this all. I shook my head no, "We're friends, he's nice to me. This was just science gone wrong."

Bruce went to speak again but Selena quickly beat him to the punch. "Bruce maybe you should go out, inform her nurse that she's awake." Selena spoke demandingly.

"Yeah and Edward you can go tell that Scarecrow little nerd he can stop hiding." Pamela snarled, crossing her arms. It was strange to see her mad like this, it felt like yesterday when she wanted to destroy me. Eddie pretended, or at least looked as if he had not the slightest clue to what Pam was talking about. "Yes, I know you've been hiding that crow bastard now scram!"

"Girls only-Bye!" Selena waved them out, Pamela helped by forcibly pushing them the spectacles of Eddie had this look, a look of urgency, like he wanted to speak with me, but couldn't get past the other two girls. Selena closed the door with a loud thud. Locking it shut so no other visitors could enter.

"Finally" Pamela muttered, sitting in the chair beside my bed.

"I'm sorry about that Harles." Selena spoke apologetic, "Bruce insisted on tagging along. I lost his trail halfway to the hospital but his stupid butler called for the room number, using the Wayne name and cash to get access"

"Yeah between your boyfriend's pestering and the traitor Edward-"

"Guys I'm okay...I promise..." I interrupt, attempting to sit up or get out of bed. Selena looked unsure as I tugged on the restraints. Selena raised a hand, signaling me to stop. As quick as taking a bobbi pin from her hair she had the restraints unlocked.

"The school's been shut down. Just incase the toxins have been infected in the air or something silly like that." She shrugged, nonchalantly changing the topic. Selena didn't seem too concerned about the school or anything. "Will be for at least the next week." She looked over at Pamela, than me again. "Why did they call it? Incase the toxins infected the air quality or if there was more suppy or something silly like that." I imagine, Eddie had spoken to Selena directly, thus ensuring her that Jonathan's drug was nothing contagious.

"Yeah, which is one of the many reasons the police have been looking for Jonathan the past few days." Pamela added in, which caught my attention. Pamela kept running her hand inside the potted plant beside my bed, trying her fingers through the soil as if it relaxed her. Wait- Days?! She did say days didn't she?

"Days! Days? How long have I been out?"

"72 hours."

I gasp.

"Miss Harleen Quinzel?" The nurse knocked on the door, she had a soft voice that sounded very calming compared to everyone else's. "Miss Quinzel may you or one of your sisters open the door?"

"Sisters?" I mouth, and Pamela just tapped a finger to her lips in a shhh motion. I assumed that Pamela and Selena told the guards I was there sister in order to visit my room. Before I could ask, or make a motion towards the door Selena, let the nurse in. As the door opened I caught the abundance of officers lined up in the hallway leading up to my room. Maybe there was more of a panic going on, not just amongst my friends but in Gotham than I thought.

"Hi Miss Quinzel, how are you today?" The women who entered looked tall. She had short, straight black hair that fell just above her shoulders. I could have sworn I had seen this nurse prior to now but I could not remember where exactly.

GCPD access, a doctor's degree and I recognize her... hmmm that means this had to be the Head Medical Examiner and Arkham Consulted, Dr. Lee Thompkins.

My whole expression brightens, recognizing her. Her studies, her work, it was amazing. She was one of the strongest, independent doctors in the field. I longed to walk a day in her shoes or even have her job. "I'm doing great."

"That's wonderful Miss. Quinzel, I will be your doctor through the recovery process, my name is Doctor Lee Thompkins"

"It's a pleasure to meet you Doctor."

"Can you two step outside for a moment?" She asks kindly to Pamela and Selena, they both look hesitant but conclude it would be best not to fuss. Once the door was closed, Doctor Thompkins looked down at the chart again.

"I have been asked to evaluate you to make sure you're healthy, the GCPD has experienced encounters with a similar drug in the past so we want to make sure your-" She paused to find the right word. I did not mind, finding it fascinating to watch a real doctor work.

"Stable?" I chip in, not minding the word at all. She gave a small nod, sitting on the end of my bed. The Doctor had a casually yet professional appearance about her. "Before I begin, I was wondering if you would like me to try again to reach your parents, the nurses had tried to contact them using the numbers the school had but they did not seem to wor-"

"It's fine." I cut her off, not wanting to go down that path. "I'll give my mom a call on her private number but she's out on work for a while so she won't be able to answer."

"Alright, let me ask the basic questions first."

"What city are you in?"

"Gotham"

"How old are you?"

"15 and a half."

"What color is my pen?"

"Red."

"Great." She smiled. Dr. Thompkins seemed so friendly, it made me more relaxed. I guess that was the thing about great doctors, they could connected to any patient. One day I would be like that.

"Do you want to walk me threw what happened Friday?"

"Sure, like from when I got to the fair I presume? Unless you want to hear my story about waking up, brushing my teeth and such."

Dr. Thompkins laughed, "No, wherever you feel comfortable with beginning."

It took 20 minutes to fill her in. This was mostly due to the fact I liked filling my stories with details so it could help her make a decision on my health. Not like I had anything to hide.

"What did you see exactly Harleen?"

My story begin to simmer down as I paused, "What I saw? Umm-" I play with the tips of my hair in thought again. It wasn't real, why did it matter what I saw? For some reason, despite how much I trusted Dr. Thompkins I couldn't allow myself to tell her the truth. Instead I supplemented it for what everyone was scared of, "Spiders, snakes, clowns, all the horrible stuff you would see along halloween but I'm fine now, really I am. My frie-sister's told me about how it wasn't real. Plus I don't see any clowns now so I'm good." I laugh, giving a cheerful smile. I waited, Would she buy this lie I told her? Not that I liked to lie or did not trust her, I just wasn't sure if I could open up to her.

"Okay." She said softly. I did not realize I was holding my breath for her to respond until she answered. I was cleared. "Would you mind meeting with me once or twice a week for the next few weeks?" Huh? Didn't she just say okay? I was fine, stable, whatever it may be.

"Of course, might I ask why?"

"Just to make sure you're alright, I know most victims of relatively similar crimes, even if in this case it was accidental have recurring nightmares after being exposed to the drug. Some have bad suicidal tendencies afterwards...not that I suspect you will, you're a cheerful girl with a lot of friends I'm sure. It's just a precaution, something that you would have to agree to yourself."

"I understand, may I think about it Dr. Thompkins."

She nodded, slipping me her card with two numbers on it. "Thanks for corrupterating Miss. Quinzel, I am glad your feeling better."

Once she left, Selena and Pamela came back in. It was not until the door was shut that I asked. "How long until I'm out of here?" Not that staying in a hospital bed all day was boring, but it reallt was. I started to become fidgety.

"No clue, they hardly let us in here." Selena muttered in annoyance. She didn't seem to like cops, let alone feel safe around some.

"You know what! I've got it! A way we can get Harley out of this dump." Pamela smirked, whispering something in Selena's ear.

"Maybe, that would work..."Selena thought outloud.

"What might work?" I ask, ready to get out of here in the fastest way possible.

"We will have a sleepover at Harley's place tonight so that way we can make sure you're okay! The doctors will let you leave with your sisters, and you can go home."

"But Pam, the cops will still be hanging all over her house. " Selena groaned.

"Not exactly." She smirked with an idea in mind. Pamela could find her way around anything, "Sel, have you ever spoken to that Gordon Girl Bruce is friends with?"

Selena nodded before it clicked, " Yes we'll invite her! That way she can get her dad to leave us alone, no one wants their father snooping on them."

"A sleepover? I thought that it might be best if I refrain from sleeping for a while.." Not that I didn't trust the doctors or charts, which stated the drug was out of my system, it was just the risk of having those nightmares again. I could not put myself through it.

"Which is why sleepovers are perfect! No one ever sleeps." Pamela spoke in a voice that made me feel like I would be stupid for not knowing that.

My very first sleepover. Oh my this will be so funny, pillow fights, gossip, scary movies. The thought of it made me smile brightly.

The two girls rushed out to make plans and set me free, as I laid back down trying to rest. From the soreness in my back I didn't mind staying in bed. Except, I get bored way too easily. It took maybe 5 minutes of staring at the dull white ceiling tiles to find myself in an utter state of boredom. Maybe if I just closed my eyes for a little-no-I couldn't go back to sleep, it was far too dangerous. I groan, staring back up at the ceiling tiles in utter impatience. When would the girls get back? My eyelids felt heavy as time seemed to drone on.

"Harleen?" I've never been so great full to hear my name called in all my life. I smile brightly, sitting up. "Yep! That's my name." I look around, finding no one in or around my room. "Hello?"

"Shhh..." A voice hushes. Great, now was I hearing things. I was about to panic when I see a small insect emerge from the window. It was wearing a funny little metal hat- hold up. A bug shhhed me. I must have officially lost it. The bug sounded a lot like Johnny's voice as it called my name again. "Oh god I'm going crazy." I mumble, putting my hand to my head. Maybe those drugs did do something to it.

"No your not Harleen." The bug appeared to reply, I tried not to look at the creature. For most likely it was a figment of my imagination. "It's me, Jonathan."

"I'm pretty sure Johnny wasn't turned into a bug..." I state, unsure. A lot of weird things go on in Gotham, maybe Jonathan was the next Jiminy Cricket.

"No, I'm not the bug, Jervis helped me build a little hat for it, a prototype of his so I could speak with you."

"Why can't you just come visit?"

"The cops think I've had something to do with this-harmful intentions."

"Oh Johnny! I've told them, it was my idea."

"I know, however, for safety measures I will do as I am. Jervis and Ed's are being kind enough to allow me to a hidden place as of now."

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to ruin your experiment."

"Ruin? You didn't ruin it-" Johnny seemed to be cutting in and out. His soft voice broken up by the static in the electronic voice box for the bug. "Harleen, the most important thing is your alright. No need to apologize."

"I'm fine Johnny, in fact I should be home tonight."

"Really they are letting you go that soon?"

"No, but Selena and Red figured a way around it-"

"Of course they did." Although I couldn't see him I could tell he rolled his eyes. "Harleen...I need to tell you something...it's just...Well, I wan-"

"Harley are you ready to go!" Pamela rushed in, with a coat in hand. I looked back over at the bug before gazing up at her. Pamela would flip out if she found out Johnny was talking to me, so I kept my mouth shut just following along with her wishes.

"Oh-Of course." I fumble through my words, watching her closely. I wanted to continue my talk with Jonathan but now wasn't the time. "One minute, I'll be right out"

"Selena got us a car, hurry we don't have much time before they figure out its- just hurry up." She placed the coat on the chair before exiting the room.

I kept my voice low, "Johnny, I've got to go.."

"Shhh, I heard, Don't talk in case Pamela comes in back in or god forbid think your talking to yourself. I'll come over later tonight with Eddie to explain."

"No!" I gasp, not wanting him to walk right into the sleepover.

Pamela peaked in, looking concern, "What Harley?" In the corner of my eye I noticed the bug inching over to the window sill. I pause, giving a slight chuckle as if I said nothing.

"Oh nothing." I chime, hoping all this lying makes me better at it."Just double checking the sleepover at my house with Selena and Barbara is tonight correct?"

She gave me an odd look, sensing I was acting funny. The question along seemed odd to ask, however, Pamela must of assumed I lost track of time or something for she slowly her head nodded, "Yeah, it is. Let's go, these rooms could make anyone lose there mind if you don't get out of here soon enough." Pamela moved across the room, looking at the plants and then the stuff animals. "Yikes you surely got a lot of these idiotic things" Pamela's hand picked up a green teddy bear, accidentally knocking the blank greeting card attached to it on the floor. To be honest it was a horrifyingly sad little doll. The bear had a forced red lace sewed in smile and looked tattered around the edges. In disgust she tossed over the teddy bear at me. "Plants are such the better choice, although they should not be placed in these horrifying pots." The bear had my attention, as Pamela rambled on about the miss caring of plants. The poor little teddy bear looked like it needed a some love to make it happy so I hugged it. Despite how creepy it looked, with it's beady, dark eyes, it was one of the softest teddies I ever held. Pamela continued on talking as I played with the bear, "Bruce said he and Eddie will bring all the get well gifts back to your house tomorrow, until then they'll be stored at the manor so the boys do not screw up our slumber party." At that she signaled we both should leave. I followed insisting I take the green teddy along with me, despite how 'trashy' Pamela thought it was. It's not my fault I got attached easily to it.

Halfway out the door I look back, remembering Johnathan. The small bug was just outside the window, resting on a leaf at this point in time. I could have sworn it made a nodding gesture, just in centimeter up and down as if it signalling it understood what I was trying to get across about the party before. Could Johnny have gotten the message, or was I hallucinating? In this town I'd never know. Pamela arm wrapped around my shoulder, taking my attention away from the bug."Don't worry Harles, a girls night will help you get back up on your feet and feeling like yourself in no time." She smirked proudly, leading me out of the hospital.

Pamela's slamming of the hospital room door shut caused a wind current to stir up in the room, the card once attached to the tattered teddy flew up in the air. It floated before landing back down the edge of the bed. The once plain looking empty card, revealed a backside. It did not consist of a get well soon, or a thinking of you, nor did it even mention Harleen at all. It was a red Joker, almost looking misplaced from a card deck with the words, See you soon doll, scribbled in green ink along the side of it.

See you soon doll ;)