Roselyn Lillian Isley Grayson sat at a table in Arkham Asylum coloring an adult coloring book that had been given to Harley Quinn, but the blonde didn't have the patience for it and so it went unused, that is, until Rosie came to visit her most likely biological mother, Pamela Isley. Although there was a ton of evidence pointing to Poison Ivy being her biological mother, it was never one hundred percent confirmed. To Rosie, this was never a big deal to her because no matter what, Pamela was the first person to show her any affection when Rosie had been eleven years old. Because of this, she'd always view Pam as her mother even though Barbara Grayson (formerly Gordon) officially and legally adopted Rosie.

Roselyn loved her family dearly. She lived with Dick and Barbara and couldn't be happier. They had moved out of the small apartment and into a house where Rosie had more room for the items she accumulated. She even got to paint her bedroom a light yellow and picked out her own furniture. She put posters up on her walls with that blue sticky stuff because Barbara didn't want her putting any holes in the wall with thumbtacks. There had been talk about getting a dog, but none of them had the time to care for one. Rosie was a little disappointed (as well as Dick), but she didn't want the dog to be stuck in a house all day and night because they were busy.

Rosie's best friend, Jess, also took a liking to this new trend of adult coloring books and was currently coloring in her own. Rosie glanced at the blonde who was swinging her legs childishly in her seat as she colored. Harley, on the other hand, had a regular children's coloring book because her attention span was rather limited. Pamela had her own adult coloring book and was forced to color because Dr. Leland thought this was great therapy for her. Ivy, with the best attention span, really focused on detail and took her time with it seeing as she was a perfectionist. Harvey Dent, also known as Two-Face, was currently seated at the table and coloring in his own adult coloring book as well.

Rosie had no idea why Jess took such a liking to Harvey, but she did, and the only reason why Two-Face was patiently coloring was because of her. Jess had a tendency to really cling to people when she felt she could trust them, Rosie being one and Two-Face being another. Jess would converse with both personalities and both really liked the girl. When Dr. Leland found this out, she asked Jess if she'd be interested in visiting. Most teenaged girls would say no to setting foot into Arkham Asylum, but Jess wasn't like most girls and was excited at the offer much to the doctor's surprise. Rosie also felt this was good for Jess because she seemed to have received the short end of the stick in life. Sure, the beginning of Rosie's life (more like the first eleven years) was horrific and filled with neglect, but she got lucky when she got to Gotham and had a loving family. Jess, on the other hand, had been incredibly neglected while her own parents were living with her in their house. If she wasn't being neglected, it turned out she had been abused. Once the police found out about this, she was forced to live with her grandparents who were emotionally distant. Jess once remarked that at least they remembered her birthday. Other than this, it wasn't the best home life.

"I really want to watch The Little Mermaid," Jess stated randomly.

"Now I wanna watch it," Harley giggled.

"Can't we watch something a little more, I don't know, gender neutral?" Two-Face murmured.

"But it's a really good movie," Jess leaned against him. If she was anyone else, she'd probably be dead because of that gesture. It was kind of funny how she managed to keep Two-Face in Arkham. He broke out once and this caused Jess to bawl her eyes out and she accidentally called him daddy. Don't you love me, daddy? Of course, she caught this and immediately apologized. Somewhere deep down, this touched Two-Face. Harvey shed a tear. Even though it was a year ago and Jess had been fifteen, to him, she looked like a lost little girl who actually looked up to him and he disappointed her. She was one of the few things he didn't need to flip a coin for. "Please? I don't get to see you all the time and it would be a lot of fun if we watched it."

"Well, I mean, Dr. Leland may not have it," Harvey tried. Jess gave him a look because she knew it was somewhere in Arkham. "Fine," Two-Face groaned and dropped his pencil.

"Yippee!" Harley cheered. "You gonna watch it with us?" Harley looked to her left to see Rosie and Ivy.

"Yeah!" Rosie exclaimed while Ivy replied with a very firm no. "Oh, come on, Pammie. You know you secretly like it."

"A majority of those movies have helpless women where they need men to save them," Ivy firmly stated.

"Lighten up," Rosie rolled her eyes.

"You should be watching something more empowering for women."

"Pammie, I'm sixteen. I understand sexism and all that stuff. But I don't care. Besides, we watched Mulan a couple weeks ago," Rosie explained.

"Why so much Disney?" Two-Face asked. Jess had already darted out the room to Dr. Leland's office to ask for the movie, retrieved it, and returned. She handed it off to Harley who put it in the DVD player.

"Come on, Harvey!" Harley plopped on the couch with Jess following her lead. Jess was busy skipping all of the previews. He gave both Rosie and Ivy a look that stated to help him because for some reason, he couldn't refuse Jess. He trudged over and sat beside Jess. The girl always craved contact which was why when she slept over Rosie's house, she'd wrap an arm around Rosie and cuddle. She would do this on the couch often as well. Since she was beside Two-Face and felt comfortable around him, she snuggled up against him on his scarred side. Although he pretended he didn't care that people would shriek in fear because of his burned half, Rosie had a feeling he probably did and the reason why he took a liking to Jess in the beginning was because she never once recoiled when she saw him.

"Come on," Rosie said. "Let's go tell Dr. Leland we'll be in the garden." Due to good behavior, Ivy was allowed to accompany Rosie or Dr. Leland outside. The doctor felt it was a risk taking her outside herself, so she rarely would do it. Instead, she gave this task to Rosie because she was able to control Ivy if she decided to try something. Due to her previous breakouts a while back, it was hard to trust Ivy again. Rosie understood and would happily take Ivy out for walks around the garden or outside the asylum. Furthermore, Ivy was allowed to spend holidays with Rosie at her home. Roselyn never mentioned this to Pamela, but Rosie had a feeling her plant abilities were stronger because she could take control of Ivy's plants. Then again, Ivy could subconsciously give up and let her win.

"Aww, you're gonna miss it?" Harley asked.

"I think we will this time," Rosie responded and took Ivy's hand in her own. If she walked around the asylum with Ivy, she had to hold her hand or else the staff would be terrified. Harley then slid onto the floor when it started and stared straight at the TV. Ivy shook her head and followed Rosie out of the rec room.

"Thank you," Ivy sighed. "If I had to watch another one of those movies, I think I'd go crazy." Rosie decided commenting on the fact she was already crazy and in an asylum wouldn't be the best response.

"I watch them with Jess all the time," Rosie replied. "And I like them, too. From what I remember, I watched a few when I lived with you."

"Well, yes, but you were eleven."

"They're still pretty amazing," Rosie shrugged. The brunette knocked on Dr. Leland's office before poking her head in. "I'm taking Pammie outside. Jess is still in the rec room with Harley and Harvey."

"All right," the doctor replied without looking up. "Have Pamela take my coat." Rosie thanked her and grabbed her coat and Dr. Leland's. Rosie and Ivy put their coats on and made their way outside of the asylum. Still holding her hand, Rosie led Ivy over to the gardens. The fall leaves crunched under their feet. She could feel Ivy flinch just a little bit because they were walking over dead foliage. Rosie, on the other hand, had never been affected by dead plants. To her, they were simply plants even though she could communicate with them. To Ivy, they were precious.

"I've always wondered something," Ivy murmured. "Why aren't you affected by plants?"

"What do you mean?" She knew what she meant.

"You can just randomly snap off a twig and be okay with it. You don't mind stepping on these leaves."

"The twig will regrow, plants don't have nerve cells, and leaves are already dead," Rosie listed nonchalantly. "I don't know," Rosie shrugged when she looked at Ivy's stern facial expression.

"I just don't understand. You're part plant, but you don't sympathize with them."

"Kind of like how you don't sympathize with humans," Rosie pointed out. "Except if you rip off a finger, it doesn't grow back; unlike plants, animals have nerve cells; and humans literally rot and smell when they're dead. Also, I think we're more human than plant. If we weren't, then we'd be planted in dirt somewhere."

"Is this why I'm considered insane? I can't sympathize with humans, but I care too much about plants?"

"Why all these serious questions?" Rosie stopped walking and turned to face her. Although Rosie was probably Ivy's child, she didn't get her mother's height and still had to look up at her. Rosie could have sworn she stopped growing when she was in middle school. Ivy simply shrugged. "Don't forget how you were born. You were born human."

"If I was born human, then so were you."

"I wasn't born," Rosie shook her head. "I was created. I was never fully plant or animal. I've always been somewhere in between and I was never supposed to be alive in the first place."

"Please don't say that," Pamela said. Rosie gasped and realized her words triggered something in the woman because her hands went to her head and she began to pull at her red hair. These episodes were rather uncommon, but they were common enough for Rosie to recognize it. She recalled this happening whenever Harley would relapse and go to the Joker which had been happening less and less as time went on. Harley had been in Arkham for three months without a breakout so far. Rosie feared another escape, but she hoped Harley wouldn't put Ivy through all of that pain again. Before Rosie arrived once, a doctor tried to tell her to get over Harley, but this had resulted in violence and Dr. Leland couldn't even get in there to try and calm her down. All Dr. Leland could do was lock the door to the rec room and contain her after evacuating everyone else out of the room. Rosie went into the lion's den and had to calm her down. It was difficult, but Rosie knew Ivy needed human contact because whenever Harley left, Ivy felt alone. So, Rosie hugged her mentally ill mother until she calmed down.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it," Rosie quickly lied. Although Ivy was her mother, Rosie felt as if she was taking care of her rather than the other way around. At least with Barbara, Rosie felt she could still be a kid. With Ivy, she had to watch what she said and what she did to avoid this. Rosie absolutely loved Ivy, but she didn't think she'd be able to live with her again. She lived with her once when she was eleven, but had been a typical oblivious child. The next time she stayed with her, Rosie had been thirteen and realized Ivy truly was a little crazy just like other people said. Furthermore, as she got older, she began to see the reality of the situation at hand: Poison Ivy was mentally insane and there was nothing Rosie or any doctors could do about it. Now that she was sixteen, she had a feeling Ivy would never get better and she'd be locked up in Arkham the rest of her life. If she wasn't, Rosie felt like Ivy would have to live with her to keep her mother sane.

"Your life is worth everything to me," Pamela said after a long pause. She returned the hug and held her daughter tightly. Roselyn wondered if this was true or if Ivy was only obsessed with her in a similar way she had this obsession with plants. As she was getting older, Rosie's paranoia was rising, too. She clung to Ivy and hoped she really loved her because Rosie didn't think she could handle it if this only turned out to be an obsession.

So, this is the fourth story in the series (Order is Hybrid, Outcast, Origin, and finally this story. If you have any questions, please feel free to leave a review and I'll get back to you!