The Tale Of Becky Quinn

And I was just starting to feel normal

Becky growled as she jumped and landed on her bed, Okay she didn't like that kid.

"What's wrong with my name? Quinn that could be anyone last name!" She muttered into her pillow. She for the first time thought of her father; Was he still in Arkham? Was he out? Was he looking for her?

She didn't know....A part of wanted him to be looking for her....that he loved her, She closed her eyes and she drifted off onto a light nap.

Tim silently slipped into the bat cave entrance and stomped down to where Bruce sat; back of the chair facing him.

"Bruce!" He demanded flinging his book bag across the room,

"What Tim?" Bruce asked turning around to face him,

'Why is she here?!" Tim asked folding his arms over his chest,

"By She I guess you mean Becky?" Bruce asked resting his arm on the chair arm,

"No duh! Why is she here?" Tim as leaning forward,

"Two-face kidnapped her mother and aunt" Bruce said sitting up straight,

"So she didn't have to come here!" Tim asked throwing his arms in the air,

"You can not still be sore from her hitting you"

"Bruce!"

"She's staying Tim"

Tim glared at him,

"For how long"

"I'm not sure"

"What do you mean I'm not sure"

"Because I'm not" Bruce said as he turned around in his seat, "You'll live"

Tim sighed, "I hope so..."

Bruce smiled, "So I'm guessing you two aren't getting married anytime soon?"

"Bruce!" Tim yelled as he walked out, trying to hide his red face.

Tim brushed passed Alfred and waled up the stairs to his room, But he paused for a moment and turned to look at Alfred

"Hey Alfred...you were here all day...What did Becky do?" Tim asked

"Nothing" Alfred answered "In fact we watched a movie and she helped me with some of the chores"

Tim snorted "She's a good actress..I don't trust her... "

Alfred smiled as he walked to the kitchen, But paused before opening the door,

"If I may master Tim..but I think you have a bit of crush on little Rebecca "Alfred smiled; Tim shook his head,

"Sorry I don't date psycho clowns daughters" He said as he walked to his room,

"And why does everyone say that?!" Tim asked as he walked into his room.

At about seven fifty Alfred walked to Becky's room and softly knocked on the door and called for her, receiving no answer he opened the door and walked in to Becky's room; He walked over to her bed and placed his hand on her shoulder lightly and shook her.

"Rebecca..." He said as he removed his hand,

Becky opened her eyes slowly, "Yeah...What's the matter?"

"Nothing...but I do hope you didn't make yourself dizzy with the fumes form mopping" Alfred said,

Becky jolted up, "Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry!" She jumped up and nearly fall off of her bed; Alfred caught her before she fell or made it anyway towered the door.

"No Rebecca I only woke you because it's almost time for dinner" He told her, Becky nodded "I'll be down...just let me get ready okay?" she flashed him a smile

Alfred nodded and walked out of her room; Becky sighed as she slipped off of her bed.

"I offer to clean the floor and I don't even do it.." She sighed and stretched her arms she wondered if she should get another shower, She shook her head to herself and walked to her closet; She opened the door and finally looked at all the clothes that it held.

She first thought to wear something causal, But then again this was Bruce Wayne; she felt something more elegant was in order she walked a litter farther back and found the numbers of dresses that were there.

She fingered the bottom of a blue dress; she was in love with it. She gently tugged it down smiled. The dress was short and had a bow tied to it on the side.

After putting the dress on her looked at her, she walked in to the bathroom and glanced at herself in the mirror and noticed in horror.

A lose piece of hair that hung out of place... was green. She tugged on it then tried to rip it out; but she stopped and braced herself against the sink.

Why was her hair turning green?!

She breathed in deeply and opened the drawer on the sink and dug through it trying to find a bret to hide her new hair color. She glanced at herself in the mirror;

Why was her hair turning green?

Why now?!

She fixed the Green spot and hid it behind the rest of her blond hair, She sighed as she suddenly dropped to her knees; were her father's jeans finally taking effect? Was her skin going to turn pale? Why was this happing?

A soft knocking on the door, made her jump

"Y-yes?" She called out,

"I hate to intrude...But dinner is almost done" Alfred told her

"Okay..I'll be out in a minute..." Becky called back,

"Alright then" Alfred said,

Becky rested her head on the sink, she sighed and stood back up making sure the green hair was hidden and she looked okay.

She nodded and walked out of the bathroom then paused in the middle of the room; maybe telling them that she didn't feel good...No she was going to do this.

She walked over to her door and walked out,

She was going to face them.

The baby was an interesting mix of Harley and himself. Her hair blonde. Her eyes were a hazel; Her skin was a peach color and her lips were very pale, like snow. She looked like a carnival Snow White. He hope that her hair and skin color wouldn't change.

The tiny baby looked up her father in wonder. She didn't cry at the sight of his stained, scarred face. She smiled and giggled,

"Rebecca" He stated, passing the child back to her mother.

Joker jumped awake, Then blankly staring at the ceiling;

"The deal with Two-face..."

He growled,

"My wife...My daughter...If that Two bit Halloween freak did anything to them he will pay!"

"Hey! Freak you going to therapy today?"

With that silent plot in his mind; The Joker did get up and go to therapy.

.....He wasn't happy when he found out what happened to his family.

And he needed a new therapist

Damn pencils.