One more straw to the Batwoman's back

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Harley had been suffering with awful morning sickness for the last week, and just not in the morning. It had been to the point where she had been not been able to eat anything, and that resulted in her feeling weaker and weaker. Her husband, Jack Sparrow, was to a point of deep concern and frantic pacing of not knowing what to do.
Harley knew what she had to do, she had to find Red. Poison Ivy.
So she summoned her strength, and concentrated on Gotham. Not the future verse where Ivy had been dead for so many years, but a Gotham that might have a Poison Ivy. And all the inheriant added bonuses of having a Batman, a Joker, and anyone else who was thrown in the mix.

With a flash, this was how she ended up on the streets of Gotham in anothergotham verse. Harley sighed softly, taking a moment to get sick before cleaning herself off.
Into the streets she entered, looking for a familiar landmark to guide her way.

Poor Harley, had no idea she was in the Gotham of BatWoman, a BatWoman who had all ready been pissed off by the appearance of Spoiler and William Stronghold. A BatWoman who might be looking for a way to vent off her frustrations...

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A figure watched from a rooftop, wrapped in her cape as she watched how the woman below her moved and what she was wearing.

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Harley might have been out of the business for a while now, but those hair on the back of her necks still told her when she was being watched. She stopped and looked around, trying to figure out who it was.

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"Harleen Quinzel," the woman on the roof muttered to herself, standing still, a part of the shadows, as Harley's eyes passed over her.

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Harley could not get the bad feeling that someone was watching her, she opened her purse and pulled out a small handgun. Better safe than sorry on the streets of Gotham. Though she really wished she had brought Heckle and Jeckle with her.

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Batwoman saw the gun and frowned. It wasn't in character with what she knew of Quinzel. Still, the woman's presense caused a slow burn of icey anger in her gut. Joker couldn't be too far off if she was in Gotham. Harley must be bait.

The Dark Knight drew more deeply into the shadows, Glaring down at the woman on the street. She would watch her, but she wouldn't fall into the trap.

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Harley continued to walk down the street, heading towards... she stopped. She did not know where she would find Ivy, if there was an Ivy in this world. Then, the dizziness hit her, and Harley clutched at the nearest wall trying to balance herself.

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"Harley Quinn," came the emotionless female growl from behind her.

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Harley blinked at her name, and turned to face the person who had used it. She still did not feel well, and through a haze saw a familiar figure, "Batsie?"

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Batwoman frowned inside her helmet as her sensors regestered the woman's illness and the source. "Where's Joker?"

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"Mr. J? How the hell should I know." Harley closed her eyes, and leaned against the wall for support. "As far as I care, he could be dead."
She opened her eyes and looked at the... Batwoman... "is there a Poison Ivy in Gotham? I need... we need her help."

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"Isley's not here." Batwoman grabbed her arm, taking a small tissue sample and analyzing it. -Pregnant, like I suspected.-

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"No Red?" Harley barley moved when Batwoman took the sample. "...what am I going to do? I haven't been able to eat... and I feel so weak."

There was a look of honesty in her eyes that might be foreign to Batwoman, "I am sorry for disturbing you, um... Batwoman..."

She tried to call the portal, but couldn't. Not enough strength. Harley's face fell, "this is so not good."

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The Dark Knight hesitated, scowling behind the mask as she read that honesty, then let go of the blond and stepped back. She was going to need to beat the stuffing out of something when she got home.

"Do you know where Doctor Leslie's clinic is?"

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Leslie, Harley remembered that name. The trusted physician to the Wayne family.

"I do," she nodded. She felt her stomach churn, and bite her lip, "I just do not think I will be able to get there on foot."

She looked at Batwoman with trust in her eyes, which might also be surprising, "I do not suppose you could lend a hand..."

"I will repay the favor, I might not have been with Joker (the name almost hissed with hate off her tongue) for a while, but I know his patterns. I could help you find him if he is causing trouble in your city. Gotham is too good for the likes of him."

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Batwoman glowered through the lenses of her helmet. "Joker's not in Gotham."

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"Then why ask me if I knew where he was?" Harley frowned, not understanding. Her head hurt, and she sighed softly, "I do not have anything else to offer you for your help."

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Grinding her teeth, Batwoman mearly called a cab, then shot a grappling hook toward the nearest rooftop.

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A cab. That worked. Hoped the Gotham money she had from her universe would be accepted. Harley spoke softly, hoping to catch the Batwoman's ear before she left, "I got this weird feeling that there is a Joker out there who has come back."
"I know the Bat doesn't need any help from a gal like me, but I was trusted once by the Bat in my universe. And I would not lie to you, I am different than the Harley you might know." She takes a breath, trying to sturdy herself, "my blood test will confirm that I am different."
"Just think about it, and... thanks."

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The Dark Knight gave no acknowledgment of her words, only shot upward and disapeared into the night.

"You for Dr. Leslie's?" A red-haired cabby stuck his head out of his car a few minutes later.

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Harley nodded, "give a girl a hand getting into the car, won't you?"

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The guy looked around suspiciously, but then got out and helped her into the back, then got back into the driver's seat and took off.

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Harley sighed, and collasped into the back seat glad she did not have to walk anymore. She let her eyes close, feeling the cab take its course, waiting for it to stop.