A Wednesday like any other...

Chase woke up and disappointed that she was alone in bed. Catwoman had made good on her promise to outdo any previous girlfriend that Chase had had. By the time the raven-haired woman was done, Chase bad been, what was the technical term, oh yes, ‘Fucked Silly’. She was glad when she found the post-it-note on her phone with a number and signed ‘-Selina’. She went to the gym, showered, and changed into a slim fitted skirt suit. Apart her wished that she could ditch the lace lingerie and wool skirt suit in favor of a latex catsuit and leather blazer and mini-skirt. At least her dress boots were nice and sexy, with a thin three-inch heel and black leather knee high shaft. Chase Checked herself in the mirror one last time and grabbed her purse and computer bag.

*

Wednesday morning’s appointments were tedious. Her first appointment was an executive at Gothcorp who was convinced that his life peaked when he fumbled the last pass at the State High School football championships. Then some detectives looking for insight into a prostitute turned serial (pegging) ****, The third appointment was a divorced starter wife sobbing about only getting a million a month in alimony… Lunch had been the highlight of the day, Bruce met her at a nice Greek place in down town. Turns out he was on his way when a crew decided to try and rob the Gotham Savings and Trust Bank headquarters. Being able to digitally drain billions from accounts would have been disastrous and a much bigger haul then they could have carried out from any branch location. Well, that was a good enough excuse for the hero… but still Chase wondered what a three way with Selina and Bruce would be like. Bruce didn’t seem opposed to the idea and in fact thought that a public appear with both women would help his fop act.

*

Harley stretched again, she was still in an isolation cell, but it was a regular one in max security, not the ‘suicide watch’ one. She was wearing a fresh pair of Arkham orange pants and pink and black max security tank top. She was being held in a cell away from most of the usual whack jobs but she enjoyed the Plexiglas front wall and a view of Eddy Nigma’s cell across the way. He had been empathetic, but distracted by the recent news of him fathering children. Harley couldn’t fault him for being giddy over the prospect of parenthood.

“This way Nigma” Gloria, a female guard said.

“Yes miss,” Nigma said with utter defeat and dejection.

Harley got up and looked at the man, his shoulders were slumped, he was looking down and made no attempts to struggle with the one woman in the security gear as she guided him by the elbow to his cell. Standing behind them was a second security guard, Doctor Joan Leeland as well as a new one Harley didn’t recognize.

“What did you do to Eddy?” Harley asked with more concern than she meant to show.

“Doctor Quinzel, we didn’t do anything to Mister Nigma,” Joan sighed, “He had a call with his lawyer, so what he talked about I will let him share with you if he feels like it.”

“Ok, so who is the new doc?” Harley asked out of curiosity.

“My name is Doctor Penelope Young, I am in the biochemistry lab, that is why you haven’t seen me before,” the brown-haired woman in the doctor’s green suit smiled, “I am trying to do more clinical work these days.”

“Oh, well… Hi, nice to meet you. You ok Eddy? You need to talk?” Harley turned her attention to the pathetic shell of a man.

“I think he might need a little bit Doctor Quinzel,” Doctor Young said, “And if you want to speak with either of us Mister Nigma, just ask the security to get in touch.”

“Yes Doctors,” Nigma said curling up on his bed.

Harley felt helpless, it wasn’t a secret that Eddy wanted in her panties, but Harley never felt that way towards him… Still, to see him like this was hard for her. Even without her newly grown conscience, she would have found it hard to look at the destroyed man and not feel something…

“Oh Doctor Leeland, I know I you have no reason to take me seriously, but I am very sorry about stabbing you with the pen…” Harley blurted out.

Leeland winced and grabbed at her arm out of reflex.

“Yes Quinzel,” Young said picking up on the que, “Perhaps we will talk about this more at another time.”

Harley watched as the four women walked away. She looked back at Eddy.

“Look Eddy, I might not be a doc any more, but I can be a friendly ear, if you want to talk,” Harley said before sitting on her bunk.

Eddy gave a half grunt and laid in bed.

*

Chase was having a much better afternoon. Her first appointment had been a couple with trust issues, they both leapt at the idea of hypnosis when Chase had recommended it. And after a few minutes, she had them both out and answering without any lies. Chase had imprinted orders for the man to be unable to cheat on his wife and for the two of them to get interested in lesbian Cuckholding. The next one was a garden verity manic-depressant, so she upped his prescriptions and then hypnotized him and had him lick her boots for the next half hour. The last was a woman who was in an abusive household as a child, so Chase had her imagine herself as a dominatrix in charge of her family.

*

Tim was unsure of this, Crystal, Stephanie’s mother had never really liked him. But Steph insisted that he drive her home and come in with her after classes. For what ever reason, he felt the need to obey her. Tim pulled the SUV up to the street curb next to the Brownstone. Tim looked around and the area was clear. He turned to Steph but before he could say anything, he saw the door to her place open and Crystal Brown step out and wave.

“Steph? Bring your friend in I want to meet him!” she cried.

“Come on,” Steph kissed Tim.

“Right,” Tim smiled.

The pair got out of the SUV and Tim followed Steph up the stairs, keeping his eyes on her bottom in her leather jeans. Once they got in Crystal hugged Steph and kissed her on her forehead. She turned to Tim and looked him up and down. Tim got a good look at her and her outfit as well. Crystal wore her shoulder length brown hair pinned behind her head and a pair of black horn rimmed glasses over her green eyes, a pair of sheep skin boots, shiny black leggings, and a Gotham Knights hockey Jersy. Tim felt under dressed in the jeans and shirt with winter jacket. Crystal looked Tim in the eyes and smiled.

“This one is a keeper dear,” Crystal pronounced, “Keep a tight leash and collar on him or I will claim him for myself!”

“Oh Mom, I keep a real tight leash on him!” Steph said before pushing in to kiss Tim, “Unfortunately, he still has to put in an appearance for his family dinner! I will see you later Timmy!”

“I’ll call you,” Tim said as he took the hint and backed out the door.

*

“Well that fucking sucks,” Harley blurted.

“Yeah, pretty much,” Eddy sulked on his bunk, “I knew that I wouldn’t get to be a part of the kid’s lives, not actively, and not with my criminal record, but I had already put my mind to work, I had called a lawyer and had them start up some contingency systems. The kids would be taken care of…”

“What ‘contingencies’ are these?” Harley asked, “Would they have gotten you in legal trouble?”

“What? No, of course not,” Eddy said looking at Harley with a confused look for a second, “No, they are computer automated stock trading programs tied to accounts. I have a few of them paying my legal team, put in five hundred dollars and then let them run, they average about a hundred dollars a week in profit. I even showed them off to the federal trade commission before I… well changed career paths as we would say. I was going to have them start depositing into child support accounts for the care and raising of the children by which ever foster family was going to take care of them.”

“Would they have taken it? I mean, legally the question of stolen property…” Harley asked.

“Oh that’s the best part, it is all documented, started from seed money I got in college years ago,” Eddy said with a half grin, “I have not had to add money to the system before I started on my path to Arkham. It pays for itself, and with a legal team monitoring it, no way to claim I messing with it. But now… even that achievement is hollow…”

“I get it Eddy,” Harley said, “It’s not like you could have done anything…”

“I think I finally understand why those men’s rights activists oppose abortions,” Eddy said, “No one ever has to consult the fathers… They don’t even have to let us know! Two lives, two lives I helped create… my DNA, my blood, gone! And I only found out because the one female lawyer at the team barged in ready to present my statements after it was decided and the confirmation was presented to a secret meeting of the court!”

It was hard for Harley to not feel sorry for him. Eddy might have been a narcissistic psychopath, but he wasn’t that bad of a guy. He could be caring and compassionate when he wanted and had a personal rule against messing with kids. Hell, word was, one year he out did everyone in getting under Batman’s skin by using that auto-stock-trading stuff to donate over a million dollars to the Wayne Foundation charity match for the Gotham City Childrens Hospital and the Bat could not do anything about it since he did it all legally.

“I know you are feeling a lot of emotions right now, but don’t let it get you down,” Harley said trying to sound supportive, “I am sure you will find the right woman to have a family with one day.”

“You are a good listener Doctor Quin,” Eddy said, “If you don’t mind, I need a little quiet time.”

“Sure thing Eddy,” Harley have a half smile and went back to her bunk.