Sunday...

Kara smiled as she held the door open. Kitrina and Selina walked in and smiled.

“No Holly or Maven?” Bruce asked.

“No, they opted to stay home and are probably fucking in the sex dungeon,” Kitrina shrugged.

Bruce made a face at the girl’s blunt assessment.

“Kitten, you might not be wrong,” Selina said as she put a hand on the girls shoulder, “But remember what I said about tact.”

“Make sure the saddles are strapped tight to the torso?” Kitrina responded sarcastically, “And the gags are securely fitted.”

Kara snickered. Jason arched an eyebrow. Bruce just took a deep breath.

“Brunch is served,” Alfred called sharply.

Kara wondered if Alfred got the reference to Pony Play gear in Selina’s dungeon. Kara closed the door and patted Selina on the shoulder.

“I see she is learning quickly,” Kara whispered.

“Did she call you Kitty as well?” Kitrina asked as the three went to the dining room.

“She called me, Barbara, Maven, and Holly all Kitten. She even called Dick ‘Tomcat’ from time to time,” Kara chuckled.

“Where is your other brother?” Selina asked.

“He is a guest of Miss Gordon,” Bruce answered the question as he hugged Selina, “I hope you are hungry Kitrina, Alfred cooked for everyone.”

*

Kara sat with Kitrina and Jason as Bruce and Selina were talking softly at the coffee urns. Selina seemed interested in what Helen and Karen had to say about Jervis Tetch.

“How are classes?” Kitrina asked Jason.

“Classes are …” Jason started.

“You got in trouble again, didn’t you?” Kitrina said with a smirk.

Jason didn’t say anything, but Kitrina started giggling.

“I can tell from your look that did,” Kitrina said.

“You are good at reading people,” Bruce said as he came back.

“My family was filled with horrible people and I learned to read their body langue so I could see their lies,” Kitrina said.

“Well Jason did manage to get himself in trouble at school,” Bruce smiled, “But I think he is learning his lesson.”

Kitrina watched Bruce for a moment, not saying anything.

*

Doctor Joan Leeland looked over the notes as she sat at the table with Hugo Strange. She pinched the bridge of her nose and looked at her boss, Professor Arkham.

“I have grave concerns,” Leeland said, “I wonder if we should reassign Doctor Quinzelle.”

“Well, I have to say that if Patient J drove Doctor Crane insane,” Hugo noted, “then who ever gets assigned to monitor him would go insane as well.”

“Yes, but if it was the stress of dealing with the patient did drive Doctor Crane over the edge,” Arkham noted, “and it looks like these reports are indicating that Doctor Quinzelle is also being affected as well… Then we are left with the question of how to deal with the patient? If his mental illness is contagious than what options do we have?”

“Dad?” the girl’s voice came from the door, “You said just fifteen minutes.”

“Yes Astrid, you know Doctor Leeland and Doctor Strange,” Professor Arkham said getting up.

“Hay Astrid,” Leeland smiled at the girl.

“Hello my dear,” Strange said with a nod, “How are you?”

“I’m doing ok, I feel sad from time to time Doctor Strange,” Astrid said.

“I feel sad at times too honey,” Professor Arkhams said, “Ok, I want a meeting with Doctor Quinzelle tomorrow morning and I will have a meeting with you afterwards. For now my daughter takes priority.”

“Of course,” Joan said.

“I am sure you would be more comfortable elsewhere Astrid,” Hugo noted.

The three doctors stood up and Professor Arkham grabbed his coat as they exited the office. Hugo and Joan smiled and waved at Astrid as they made their way towards Joan’s office. Once they were inside and the door was looked the pair waited for a minute or two for the sound of the elevator.

“She looks so much like her mother,” Joan breathed.

“So much better that she looks like her mother rather than her father,” Hugo said.

“You might as well be Jeremiah’s evil twin with that beard,” Joan said, “Still that was the one act of real kindness I ever saw from Fries.”

“The trauma of being rescued but still watching her mother die just steps from safety. As much as Doctor Fries claims to not feel anything,” Hugo took off his glasses for a second, “I get the feeling he was proud to have killed Ingrid’s murder.”

“Ingrid…” Joan muttered, then sighed and looked back to Hugo before speaking again, “Ingrid, Johnathan, and now, possibly Harleen. I think we should reassign her. If these notes from some of the nurses are true, then her relationship with Patient J has to end.”

“Agreed,” Hugo said, “I just hope that her relationship with that friend of hers helps her.”

“Gary?” Joan asked.

“I think that was his name, I remember his resume coming across my desk and she recognizes it,” Hugo said.

“I think she said he got a job at a private school here in town,” Joan said, “Regardless of if the boss pulls her off Patient J, I am going to order her to take some time off.”

“Agreed, I would recommend she leaves town for a few days and spends time with family or her friend,” Hugo said, “That would be in her best interest and we can’t afford to loss another good doctor…”

“Yes, Jonathan…” Joan muttered.

*

Lois Lane wasn’t entirely happy about this, but a part of her was super excited. She had Superman, Diana Prince aka Wonder Woman, Hal Jordan aka Green Lantern, Scott Free aka Mister Miracle, Barda Free aka Big Barda, Barry Allen aka The Flash, Eel O’Brian and Arthur Curry aka Aquaman sititng in her kitchen going over a bunch of notes on potential supervillains but she couldn’t report on it.

“So this Sleaze character made you and Barda film a porn?” Scott asked in between chugs of the bottle of beer.

“In the other world,” Clark noted, “I would never…”

“No you are not ever getting paired with Barda,” Lois snapped.

“Just say ‘yes dear’ Clark,” Arthur interjected, “Trust me.”

“Yeah, I got my man right here,” Barda wrapped her arm around Scott.

“Speaking of Sleaze and Intergang,” Eel spoke up, “It seems that Bruce wants me to run a shop in Gotham…”

“Why?” Lois asked.

“Not sure, but he told me to spend some time hanging out with people in wheelchairs,” Eel shrugs as he reached across the table to grab a bottle of beer.

“Ask first Eel,” Hal glared at Eel.

“Can I please have a beer?” Eel asked.

“Sure thing,” Hal put a bottle in Eel’s hand, “What do you think about adopting Lois? Super boy?”

Lois glared at Hal for a long moment before speaking.

“We are not sure that these clones even exist. But we will deal with that when the time comes,” Clark said diplomatically.

“I want a conversation with this Jervis,” Diana said, “I am sure if we speak with him we could convince him to abandon he path to becoming this Hatter character.”

“What? Are you going to walk up to him and tie him up in your lasso of truth?” Barry asked sarcastically, “Can I get a beer?”

“Sure,” Hal handed his friend a bottle, “Lois?”

“I have a bottle of gin, thanks,” Lois said, “Is there anything here I can cover?”

“I think you might be interested in this lady,” Hal said pointing at a name on the print out, “I have already delt with her, but she hasn’t gotten any exposure. You could do the first profile on her.”

“Let me see,” Lois grabbed the sheet from Hal.

*

“This Sucks,” Jason called over the intercom.

“No, it sucks for me,” Barbara interjected, “Because I am stuck with you.”

“Children,” Alfred spoke over the intercom system.

Kara looked at Dick as they stifled their chuckles. At present Batgirl and Nightwing were perched on top of City Hall looking out into the night. Batman had started out with Robin, but something had caused him to order Robin to link up and patrol with Oracle. The pair were not really fighting, but it was a sort of game of the two complaining about each other. Nightwing and Kara had been patrolling the center of town looking for activity among the remnants of Stromwell and Falcone’s gangs.

“She farted on me,” Jason called over the radio.

“That wasn’t a fart, it was the rubber sliding,” Barbara interjected.

Dick lost it and broke out laughing.