If Only... (DamiJon Fic)

We'll Be Ready This Time

[DAMIAN'S POV]

I began wondering. How did Ivy, Poison Ivy, who has floral powers, lose to the Joker, who has no powers? Usually in every battle, against Ivy, she never gives up without throwing her big guns out.

Me: Wait... (glanced towards Harley) how did Ivy lose to the Joker? A freaking psychopath with no powers or strength??...

Harleen: Pud- I mean, the Joker, attacked Ivy's plants with fire. When her plants get affected, she does she. And we all know how plants and fire doesn't go well together. Just like ice cream with tomato sauce. (Low chuckle)

She does make a good point tho. Fire and plants are an extremely bad combination. Well, on the plus side, now I know Ivy's main weakness, fire.. Not that I'm going to use it on her. It's just to keep in mind if I ever need to. Anyways, I was about to ask her more questions, but she interrupted by speaking.

Harleen: (crouched down) Look little bats, I'm reformed ok, I swear to ya! I was all happy with my Pammy till that idiot came in and nearly killed her. She's lying sick like a wilted leaf in one of her ferns right now and I am out here, pretending to cooperate with that lunatic and tryna find a cure for her. And why?! Because I want her to bloom like a pretty red rose again! She doesn't really have much time before she really does die. (Tears welling up in her eyes again) I don't want her to die! I don't! (Tears began rolling down her cheeks) I just want her to get better so we could go back to living in our regular, happy life. Is that too much to ask?

She lowers her head, trying to prevent us from seeing those tears but it's pretty hard to miss it. Grayson approached next to her and crouched down. He comforted her by placing his hands on her shoulders. With her head down, she continued talking.

Harleen: (sobbing) Wouldn't you have done the same, if someone you love, is in danger, or hurt? Like Nightwing? Batgirl? Bruce? Or your buddy, Superboy? Wouldn't you do anything, to bring back their beautiful smile..

The moment Harley mentioned Jon's name, my heart shattered. I couldn't help but to look at things in her perspective, just with a few changes. I was standing like a wood, I haven't move since she crouched down, crying infront of me. I began thinking of her situation, just instead of Ivy, mine is Jon, and I'm Harley.
What would I do, if I see Jon, suffering, and nearly dying, at the hospital... Just thinking of that nearly broke me down. Now in a way, I understand what her pain feels like. I quickly erased that thought from my head. I come to realise that my eyes were dry, due to my lack of blinking. Not long, I felt a slight tear, forming on the surface of my dry eyes. I blinked my eyes rapidly, avoiding those tears to form even more. After that, I came back to reality. Infront of me, Grayson's comforting Harley while she's sobbing, and father's leaning on the wall, folded arms, giving me an angry expression.

Me: (sigh) Fine, just take the serum. I'm sure once Ivy is cured, both of them will continue back to their life of crime. (Glanced towards Bruce) Mark my words father, (glanced back to Harley) I'll do what I have to do. Don't think that this little pity fest made us kiss and make up. Nothing's changed.

Harleen: (sobbing started fading) Oh, for sure we'll get back to the life of crime, but I can assure you little bats, it's not gonna be often. You'll be seeing us in your naughty list very very less. (Wiping her tears away)

Harley stood up, wipe her tears and gave Grayson a hug. After that, she walked towards me, crouched down and forced me into a hug. I didn't shove her off, I just stood still without hugging back.

Harleen: Thank you little bats. If I can't hug the bat king, I'll hug his bat prince's. (Chuckling) (wispered softly) But seriously, thank you so much Robin. After everything I've done to you and Superboy on our last encounter, I owe you a favour. I promise you that.