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Yes you see Ivy isn't exactly 26 now, she was when Woodrue turned her like this in 1966, now she is 74 but it looks like she is 24, yeah I know this strange. What happened was that when the professor was injecting her with the serum it affected her aging and now she can't age or die. The Green is keeping her alive and won't let her die. But on the third of August 2016 the redhead was captured with the help of the Batman. Why? Because she killed a man that questioned her power, and was peeing in the woods and she say him whistling with his back turned to the woods. Now here she was in  Arkham Asylum waiting for some new psychiatrist. Then she saw her the girl she would later know as Harley Quinn, but her name now was Harleen Francis Quinzel. When Ivy saw her she took her breath away, with her blond hair and those ocean eyes made her cheeks turn darker green. Pamela was snapped out of her trance by her soft voice that said "Miss Ivy my name is Dr. Quinzel and I will be your psychiatrist." The goddess like woman straitened her posture and said "It's Dr. Isley.""Ok then what is your first name so we can address each other better, mine is Harleen.""Mine is Pamela" she answered quietly like she was ashamed. The rest of the session was success in Harley's book.
At lunch she didn't have anywhere to sit so she sat on a table with some D-list rogues. One of them started to protest, she quickly saw it and a vine was around his neck. The other saw it and went on another table, only then did the redhead let go of the rogue's throat. All the inmates saw it, but she wasn't fazed.  They were afraid 'good' she thought. When she was done with her food everybody made her a path. They saw her as a goddess and as the most dangerous thing they ever laid eyes on. With the swaying of her hips  she went to get escorted to her cell.
Well Poison Ivy didn't fell as much emotions as other humans, she felt less but with Dr. Harleen Quinzel she fell every emotions at once. At one of their sessions with the doctor, Harleen would smile then blush. Pamela was intrigued by that and decided to question it "I see your hormones are elevated... every time you smile you blush. Usually my pheromones don't work on women, but to elicit such response I'm wondering if my abilities have evolved." the doctor eyes widened at that sentence and left the room without another word. Pam didn't budge with face showing no emotion 'Did I say something to upset her? No that can't be.' her mind was racing with the sound of speed, she was in so deep thoughts that she flinched when the guard touched her shoulder. "Have you heard the Joker left the new doctor a rose on her desk." her eyes were going to pop out of her head when she heard this 'HE DID WHAT?' was all that Poison Ivy could think.
The next day she was in a bad mood and when she went in the cafeteria, all inmates made her path."Is she on her period?" said one prisoner to another, unfortunetly for him he was heard and in a seconds she spat at him, the spit landed on his eye and it started to susel. "IS ANYBODY ELSE GOING TO QUESTION WHY I AM IN A BAD MOOD?" The words were spoken with venom, it was silent in the room "Good." she said quietly and started to eat her salad.
Later that day she had a session with her 'crush' so to say, and Harleen saw that her mood was different than her normal self so she decided to set her plan of action earlier than expected."Come on Pam I have to show you something."the meta human followed her wordlessly."You see"started Harleen "I heard you had special condition and I really wanted to help you with it.""Is that so?"questioned the redhead "And how are you going to help my 'special condition'? Get me free time with a window, huh?" asked inmate with a hint of sarcasm "Actually yes, I got you a deal that required that you have to be on a good behavior and you will get 2 hours of sunlight every day."that was the answer to the sarcastic question from the behalf of the doctor. Pam shocked only answered with"Thank you Harls."

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