I Can't Live Without You (Harley Quinnx Poison Ivy)

Chapter 18

Ivy's POV

My mind was still confused on what the hell was going on. It was like slow on processing what I was doing. I kind of still couldn't believe Batgirl was keeping her mouth quiet about me being at Harleen... But nonetheless I was happy she did. I sat straight up, looking over the test tubes, some filled with Harley's blood, and one filled with the Bats antitoxin. I couldn't help but sigh heavily. If she would have told me this earlier I could have been made a cure, gave it to her and she wouldn't be suffering from these nightmares! My right hand came to my face, sliding ever so slowly down my cheek as I pulled my left arm out of the sling, biting my tongue to containing the pain. Harley stood up and rushed to me, but I pushed her away.
"Red you should leave your arm resting." She pleaded, her tone so gentle and barely above a whisper.
"I can do this Harleen. I need two hands to work fully."
"I'll be your second hand!"
"No."
"But-"
"No." I spoke slowly, standing up from the chair and moving to a computer in the room. It hurt to freaking move my arm, but I needed to focus and Harley will just get in the way. Looking back, I saw her face and frowned at myself. "I know you are trying to help me daffodil, but right now I just need you to relax." I pointed to the chair I was just recently sitting on. "Sit down. Let me do what I am best at." She hesitantly sat as I commanded. Turning to face the computer, I jumped when I seen the reflection of someone I hated more than any human alive. But as quick as I seen was as quick as it left. That did not sit well with me. This was the second time something like this happened, and it rubbed me wrong on so many levels.
"You okay Red?" A soft voice shook me from my thoughts. I began typing away, knowing I'd have a few minutes before the test were finished, I walked over to the psychiatrist and leaned down in front of her. Our lips meet slowly. And then I pressed my forehead against hers, smiling the best smile I could for her.
"Never better." She arched her brow at me and I laughed. "I just... Want you to finally get some sleep."
"Are you sure that's all?" Now her psychiatrist side was beginning to show. I hated when she knew something was wrong, or when she knew I was lying.
"We'll talk about it some more another time. Okay?"
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Now let's see... I thought. I would have to start by using Harleens blood to get a good sample of the toxin. From there I can try to find what substances makes such a thing, and what is causing daffodil to be effected. There has to be... My feet lightly tapped against the floor as I wandered through the many plants and flowers, looking over each one. I had a pen tucked behind my ear, a pad in my hand, and my eyes scanned through the notes I had written down earlier. It's like I'm so close but so far away in finding out with an antitoxin! It's infuriating! My head hung low, with a deep breath.
"Pammy? Take a break. You haven't slept." Harleen rested her head on my shoulder, arms wrapping around my waist.
"I'm fine daffodil." She pulled back a bit, grabbing my chin so that I looked into her eyes.
"No. You're not." A soft smile pulled at my lips. I gave her a quick peck on the lips and placed my pad down.
"Okay. Just for you."
"Good! You need to rest Red-"
"What if I prefer to do something else?" Blue eyes stared into mine and I gave a breathy laugh.
"Like what?" Harleen arched her brow, and mouthed an 'Oh' before I pulled her in for a kiss. Even though my lips and hands were busy, my brain was still working on the antitoxin. The blonde before pulled away shaking her head "Let me take your mind off of that." She whispered, as if she was in my head, hearing my thoughts. I arched a brow at her now. "I can tell when you're thinking deeply." She spoke, pulling me with her as she lead me away from my 'work'.
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It was still early, the sun just barely reaching the sky. Harleens phone rang, pulling us away from our short 'haven'. The blonde reached around, finally feeling her phone as she sat up and cleared her throat. "Dr.Quinzel speaking." I smirked at her tone. Sitting up I began kissing her neck, laughing slightly as she bite down on her bottom lip. "Mhm... Oh. Ok-aaay." Her voice squeaked. After she was done, she hung up quickly, tossing the phone aside before pouncing on me. "I'll get you back later Red. But for now, I have to go."
"Let me guess, you cannot miss a day at work?" A slight nod. I grabbed her chin and gave her a smile. "Let me drive you at least. Pretty please?"
"Sure, as long as you pick me up after."
"Deal daffodil."
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"Stop giving me a worried face, but it please." Turning the wheel, I slowed the vehicle down to a stop before finally making eye contact with Harleen.
"But your shoulder... It hurts you still, I know it." Did I mention that sometimes I do not like psychiatrist Harleen? Like she just reads me so much more than Harley. It's like I have a blonde stuck in my head...
"I'm okay Harls. It will hurt, of course, but I'll be fine. Now shoo, off to work with you. I need to get back to finish the antidote." The blonde leaned in to press her lips to my cheek. She was hesitating to leave, grabbing my hand and squeezing it. "What's wrong?"
"I... Have a bad feeling." She sighed, shaking her head. "Probably just overthinking it. I'll see you later, right?"
"Yes you will." She gave me a half smile, kissing me once more before hopping out the car, and into the building she went. I turned the key, bringing the engine to life as I began heading back to my greenhouse. Harley had me thinking now... Why does she have a bad feeling? What is going on through that blonde pretty little mind? Just as I was passing a green light, a car honked and rammed into me. My vehicle flipped two, maybe three, times before landing upside down. I felt liquid drip down my head, and my vision was blurry. "Son of a..." I barely got out. I only heard a car door open and closed, a laugh, and a few words being shared before I blanked out.

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Catwoman's POV

I swear I feel like everyday that passes I become more and more feline like. It has been maybe a few days since I seen Harley and Pammy, and hopefully things are okay with them. I decided to stay with Bruce for a few as I preferred not to be in Ivy's place without her or Harley. And this lady gets a little lonely and bored by herself. I was flicking through the channels slowly, trying to find something entertaining for me as Bruce had went to do 'Vigilante' stuff with his little bat group. There was nothing ever good on the television, so I left it at the news.
"Ms. Kyle, can I get you anything?" Alfred stood by the doorway as I made my way to the kitchen.
"Oh I am fine Alfred. I can do things myself."
"As you wish, madam." Such a nice man, very caring too. I can see why Bruce keeps him around. Now... What to eat? Scavenging through the kitchen, I decided to make a quick tuna fish sandwich. I opened the fridge to grab a jar, then the cabinets for a can and can opener, before placing it down on the counter. The commercials seemed to have ended as I heard that annoying little 'news flash' tone echo from the living room. My ears perked up slightly as I heard it clear from the kitchen. Perks of being part feline. Grabbing the bread, what was being said on the news had piqued my interests the slightest bit.
"Earlier today, a car was found on the road totalled!" Curiosity had gotten the better of me, halfway through making my sandwich I stepped out the kitchen towards the living room. "The vehicle seemed to have belong to a 'Pamela Isley' but the owner was nowhere to be seen!" My eyes almost popped out of my head as they showed pictures of Ivy's car upside down in the center of an intersection. I scurried around for a phone and finally found my own before quickly dialing Harley's number. Alfred stood beside me as he too was watching the news. He nodded to me, giving me both privacy and probably going to go call Bruce as well.
"Come on Harls, pick up." With the third ring I hear her answer, or rather scream out my name in fright and worry.
"Selina! Do you know what happened to Red?!" She sounded out of breath, and I heard Batmans voice in the background along with Batgirls and Commissioner Gordons.
"God I wish I did, but no. That's why I was calling you."
"Ohhh!" She cried out, as if on the verge of tears.
"Quin! Calm down, we'll find her." Batgirls voice echoed.
"I had a gut feeling Selina... Something's not right!" The commotion in the back began to fade. I assumed she walked away so no one else would hear her. "I hope she's okay... Selina, what if-"
"No, do not give me that Harls. Stay strong. Ivy would not just disappear. Someone must've gotten her." I looked back to the television, seeing as from the street it looked like Pammy was on her way back to Gotham. But her car wouldn't just flip over like that. "Hey Harley, check the sides of Ivy's car."
"Already did. Someone hit her, and ran. With her in tow." I frowned at that. "Hey, Red's calling me!"
"Answer, put it on a threeway." I began grabbing my things to head out to Harleen's apartment, waving a small goodbye to Alfred.
"Madam, what shall I tell Bruce?"
"Tell him to call me later. Thank you Alfred, bye!" I zipped through the door, hearing Harley mumble a few things.
"It's silent? No one's talking." She sounded disappointed, and I could hear the frown on her face.
"Harley, Harley, Harley." I froze when I heard that sickening voice. "You left me, and now the tree hugger will be paying the price." He growled through the phone.
"M-mister J..." Harley barely whispered. Her voice was shaky, and I bet she was trembling.
"The one and only! Hahahahah!" I've always hated that laugh of his, it made me sick. "Oh but don't worry! I'll send you videos and pictures of our adventures. It would be like as if you were right here with me." Harley was quiet, and I was losing my patience.
"I swear you clown bastard! If you do anything to her-"
"You'll what? Kill me?" He laughed yet again at my threat. "Well how about we'll see who goes first. Me or..." A gun could be heard in the back along with a muffled noise. "Her. I'm pretty sure I'll be getting the last laugh! Ahahahah!" With that, he hung up.
"Harls..." I heard a soft sniffle.
"That was my bad feeling..."