Red Hood and Harley

Therapy and Injuries

Althea had wanted to push off therapy and meds but Bruce wouldn't hear of it. While she was willing he wanted it all started right away.

"Dr.Leland, I have to say I'm not very trusting of you. Last time you were my doctor you let Dr.Strange experiment on me."

Joan Leland cringed,

"No, Dr.Arkham did and unfortunately he's the boss. I did all I could to stop the shock treatments. I didn't know about the surgeries."

Althea sighed and gave the doctor weary eyes,

"Whatever it's the past, you let me be shocked. I killed a good portion of the population of Gotham. Fair trade haha!"

Joan groaned,

"No, no jokes and especially not about your homicidal past. You are supposed to understand that was wrong and inappropriate behavior. How are the meds making you feel? I know you won't see a difference since it's only been two weeks but I would like to know the side effects aren't unbearable."

Althea shook her head,

"No um they make me not wanna eat though. The Thorazine is making me sluggish, I'm not gonna take it anymore. The Valium at bed time does wonders. I don't think I've slept 8 to 10 hours in years, if ever. The lithium has given me dry mouth. The phenytoin hasn't seemed to do anything but suppress my appetite. Like you said though, it's only been two weeks. I'm not ignorant though."

The girl threw the bottle of Thorazine at the doctor forcefully.

"These are to make me docile. I am not trying to be a fucking zombie Joan, this is a waste of both of our times if that is your methods of treatment. I am not Joker, I will not be treated like that. Can you please leave your bias behind? Otherwise I'm sure Bruce can call someone else."

Joan sighed the young woman in front of her was soft of right. She wanted her docile during the beginning until the phenytoin kicked in.

"We can switch out the Thorazine and try bromocriptine to control anxiety while we work through your issues."

Althea nodded and growled

"No more zombie games Leland. You've made it for decades now without being killed by someone in my family, it would be a shame to ruin that tra-"

"Althea Jay Todd we will not be threatening our doctor! You are supposed to be learning to control your rage. Not release it. And you Dr.Leland, my husband pays you to help her not drug her. Do not let me hear of that kind of bullshit again."

Selina stood in the doorway glaring at both women as the pair looked down and both said

"I'm sorry"

After Selina stormed from the room Joan handed Althea the new pills with a sigh,

"Feeling homicidal? Suicidal? Hearing voices? Any impulse to commit criminal activity?"

The young woman grinned,

"I feel slightly homicidal daily. I only hear my own voice telling me not to do what I want to do. I have never been suicidal, why kill me if I can just kill you? And I only know criminal activity so I suppose yes but I haven't acted on it?"

Joan smiled a little at her honesty,

"Okay, well please refrain from homicide. It's normal to hear yourself in your own head. It's called a conscience. It's common with ASPD to have a lack of empathy and conscience but usually there is some form of it my dear. So without your former criminal lifestyle what have you been doing?"