It had been just over one month since the death of Alberto Falcone, February 13th, and Gotham's Underworld was brewing it's own Cold War once again. While the Falcones and Maroni's hadn't declared out right war, anyone could see the writing on the wall. Thugs invading the other's territory, super villains swearing loyalties, and weapon shipments had been ramping up. Y/N had been busy dealing with both sides, and of course the rekindling of his 'relationship' with Pamela Isley. The two had been spending a lot more time with one another, both in bed and out. Y/N couldn't explain it, but he felt himself sinking into this hole of comfort when he was around Pamela, a hole which he was lucky to escape. He had been neglecting his responsibilities to Wayne Enterprises, emails piling up, meetings ignored, but they could handle it. 

Currently Y/N was sat in his apartment, relaxing. His body was laid out on the couch, Pamela was out actually working her job but she had recently taken less shifts. But as Pamela was gone, Y/N could once again hear the voice slither into his head once again. 

'You fool, you're letting yourself get too close, too relaxed. Get out there and find Holiday, don't concern yourself with the gangs. Only Holiday matters' 

Y/N shook his head, trying to get the voice to shut up. His eyes darted over to the kitchen counter, underneath where the alcohol was stored. Y/N knew that wouldn't solve his problem, but it temporarily get the voice to shut up. His body began to tremble, his mind knowing it was wrong but part of him knew it would work. Before Y/N could think further 

Knock, Knock 

The front door of the apartment was knocked twice. Y/N grew confused, he wasn't expecting any visitors and it was mid day so Pamela wouldn't be finishing work soon. Picking himself up, Y/N realised his body felt sluggish, heavy, like his joints hadn't moved in years and he was like a robot waking up from a long slumber. Y/N closed his eyes hard, trying to focus his body and mind. Eventually he reached the front door, leaning against it for support almost. Looking through the eye hole, Y/N saw red hair? Couldn't be Pam could it? His whole body spiking up in prospect of it being her.

'What's wrong with me?' Y/N thought to himself as he calmed hid body. Why was he so excited at the prospect of this woman possibly being Pamela? They weren't 'together' in a normal sense. And he didn't really feel anything for her. But as Y/N peered through the hole, he opened the door seeing it was an old friend, who also happened to be another red haired ex of his. 

"Barbara Gordon" he welcomed with a warm smile. "What do I owe the pleasure of you showing up at my door?" he asked sarcastically leaning against the door frame. 

Portrayed by Katherine Mcnamara

"Hey Y/N" she returned with an equal smile. "How you been?" she asked. Both then moved into the living room, sitting on the sofas, Y/N making them both coffees as she took in the surroundings of the apartment. "So, you seem to be settling in" she said, looking round at the apartment. 

"Yeah, living at the Mansion didn't feel right. So I decided to make this temporarily home while I work in Gotham" he answered, holding a cup coffee in both hands. Allowing it's warmth to travel around his whole body. The way Y/N described it made Barbara giggle slightly. 

"Work?" Barb asked with a smile. "Is that what we're calling it then?" she asked with a raised eyebrow. 

Y/N chuckled in response, leaning back into the couch slightly. "Well, Wayne Enterprises is technically work, the other half. Well I like to keep that quiet" he smiled. 

"Oh, well you've certainly gained the attention of the media in the past few weeks" Barb said leaning forward with a coy smile. Y/N in return raised an eyebrow in confusion, he didn't know any major stories he'd been involved in. To answer his question, Barb reached into her jacket pocket and pulled out her mobile phone, and being Barbara Gordon it was she had built and programmed herself. "Been meeting some old friends have we?" she asked, showing Y/N a news article from the Gotham Gazette, the headline reading 

'Former Flame Rekindles Millionaire's Spark: Seen Together in Public'

With a photo below the headline showing Y/N and Pamela out in public with one another. Y/N read the headline and narrowed his eyes as he skimmed across the first paragraph briefly. There was no real information present, mainly just speculation. And some information about Pamela's past as Poison Ivy, with one sentence stating how she has a history of mind controlling businessmen years ago. 

Y/N gave the phone back with a scoff. "It's nothing really, I just need a distraction is all. Just need to be grounded for a an hour or so. She's changed, Barb, I'm serious" he tried to convince the red head who seemed not entirely convinced. 

"Just be careful around Pam, you remember what happened before" she said, calling back to how she manipulated Y/N when she first became Poison Ivy. "But seriously, how have you been holding up?" she asked, putting the phone away. 

"I've been....." Y/N struggled to find the words. Summarising the last few months was hard, so many thoughts flooded his mind all at once. The Holiday killings, the responsibility of Wayne Enterprises, the trinity of himself, Jim and Harvey. It was all so much, and it was only now was Y/N taking the time to think about it all. "......Fine" he lied, he didn't need her to worry. Barb had her own responsibilities, Cass, Steph, The Birds, he didn't need her worrying about him. "Not having him around, it's like a hole, a-a void. I didn't realise how he much he meant to me, or how much he really did" Y/N answered, his head turning to look out into the city. Breathing out heavily, Y/N allowed his emotions to come out, just this once, where he knew he was safe. A few tears welled up in Y/N's eyes as he let the emotions shoved to the back of his mind come to the forefront. "It's just, been a lot you know" he said, sniffling slightly trying to compose himself. 

'Weakness' the voice whispered into the back of his head. 

Barbara reached around, rubbing her hand on Y/N's shoulder, letting him know she was here for him. "Y/N" she said worried, not knowing that the man had been going through so much. The two stayed liked that for a few minutes, Y/N trying to suck up the emotions he had let out while Barb just let him know she was here for him if he needed more help. 

"Sorry" he said, his eyes now mostly dry. "Didn't mean to get all emotional on you" he chuckled as wiped his eyes. 

"It's okay, you know if you're feeling overwhelmed the whole team is there if you need help" Barbara assured him. 

"No it's fine" he tried to lie his way through the situation. "Just.....it finally all caught up with me" he said with a smile.

A few more minutes went by of the two catching up with one another. Barbara was making sure Cass and Steph were okay, having them talk to Barb twice a week. She had actually managed to set up her little Birds of Prey operation again. Getting in touch with Black Canary, Huntress and Hawk and Dove with them setting up shop soon and hopefully getting things running soon. Barb had even found where Jason went, he was making his way through Bane's crew in Santa Prisca. She made sure to tell Artemis so she can try and bring Jason home safe. She was an Amazon after all so she could probably handle anything Bane threw at her. 

Tim was apparently feeling better, the Titans were doing a good job at looking out for him. Tim even started some guy he met a while back called Bernard. 

Dick, well he was being Dick. Doing his best to try and keep communication between the family up, filling in Bruce's spot on the League for the time being. 

Luke and Duke were teaming up to hunt down Intergang. Luke was very unhappy that they'd manage to get their hands on some of his fathers tech. 

"So," Y/N spoke as he turned his attention to the red head sat opposite him. "What brings you back to Gotham?" he asked, wanting to get down to business. Normally she let members of the Family know when she was stopping by. "Cause I know it wasn't to see how I'm doing" 

"You do know my dad's in Gotham right?" she asked jokingly reminding Y/N of her heritage. 

"I don't know, normally when Jim knows you're coming home he's raving about it all night" Y/N joked back, putting up that barrier yet again to try and stop his emotions from getting out. "I swear once Bruce said he lit the Batsignal just to tell him how excited he was that you were in town" he added causing Barb to giggle. 

"That sounds about right" Barb smiled back, reaching for her phone yet again digging up some files she had stored on it. "I've been tracking Garfield Lynns and Drury Walker for weeks now" she said, showing several images of the supervillains Firefly and Killer Moth. "They've been steadily making their way through fire stations across the country, seems more like a joy ride than anything with a plan" as Barbara was swiping through pics, she swiped to one with a love heart around Firefly and Killer Moth causing Barb to get embarrassed. "Sorry, I like to ship villains sometimes" she said swallowing in embarrassment, putting the phone away and informing Y/N of their current situation. 

Y/N knew they were in town, he hadn't been able to find them as they'd managed to stay one step ahead. Luckily no one was dead.....yet. But their targets were precise, and attacks quick. Central points of Falcone's drug lines and streets thugs under his employment. A warehouse scorched and two bars covered in slime making them inhabitable as the slime attracted moths and other insects from the surrounding buildings. The second one seemed more like an annoyance than anything, but that's how Killer Moth usually operated. You'd struggle to find crime scenes where he actually managed to kill someone. 

"So you decided to come all the way to Gotham to get them?" Y/N asked with a raised eyebrow. 

"Well that, and I wanted to check up on an old friend" Barb said with a warm smile. "I narrowed down their targets, and made a few guesses where they'll hit next" she added. 

Y/N smirked, thinking how this was going to be like old time. "You bring your suit?" he asked with a smirk. 

And Barbara Gordon smiled back, "Of course I did". 

Later That Night 

Both Batman and Batgirl met on a rooftop so they could discuss their plan, it was coming up to 11:45, around the same time Firefly's and Killer Moth's other attacks took place. Even all these years later, after many upgrades and changes. Barbara still looked great in her suit. 

(Obviously she has the cowl on and the background is night time) 

"Alright this is the situation," Batgirl said as she pulled up a map of the city on one her Batphone and displayed it like a 3D projection. "My intel tells us that Firefly and Killer Moth are planning to strike at the Noonan's bar" she explained as she eyed up the suit Y/N was wearing. "Nice suit, defiantly more your style". 

Batman smiled under his cowl for the first time and nodded in agreement. "Got it, we'll head to the bar and both enter from different area" he said as the projection zoomed in on schematics of the bar. "I'll go through the roof-" he began

"And I'll go through the ventilation system, just like old times" 

The two heroes set off in opposite directions, each determined to stop the villains in their tracks.

Batgirl arrived at the bar just as the moon light began piercing through the windows and illuminating the rooftops. She crept up to the building and surveyed the area. There was no sign of Firefly or Killer Moth, but she could sense that they were close. While the vents were tight, she managed to squeeze her way through them, peering into the bar below and finally seeing the two villains planting bombs along the bar's top shelves. Suddenly, she heard a loud buzzing sound coming from below. She looked up to see Killer Moth flying above slightly off the ground, his wings flapping furiously in the wind. Coming off as almost a spontaneous and frustrated flutter. 

"Time to swat these bugs," Batgirl muttered to herself preparing to leap into action. Just a Firefly moved into the back of the bar, Batgirl using her legs pushed the vent open and hurled herself below, where she confronted Killer Moth. He sneered at her, his bug-like eyes gleaming in the moonlight shining through the upper windows. Batgirl flung out her cape, gliding down and kicking Killer Moth back. He still stood up but leant against a table for support. 

"Nice of you to drop in, Batgirl," Moth said, cackling evilly. His voice was cracked, sounding like teenager who was stuck with a cracking voice 24/7 despite being a grown man. Batgirl gritted her teeth. She knew she would deal with Moth while Y/N would try and get the drop on Firefly. 

"What's your plan Moth?" Batgirl asked as she assumed a fighting stance. "Mindless destruction isn't your game". 

Killer Moth just laughed in response, pulling out one of his cocoon guns from his belt. Although he did it with such force some of his self named smoke pellets named 'moth pellets' dropped to the floor but didn't go off. "That's between me and Lynns" he said pulling the trigger. But as the gun fired, it literally backfired in Moth's face. 

Spewing slime on Moth's face causing him to hold it trying to pry the substance off his mask. 

Batgirl smiled, with a light giggle escaping her lips. Knowing this was going to be easy. She spun around, kicking up one of the discarded pellets into Moth's face causing him to be blinded by the smoke. Batgirl delivered sharp blows to Moth, knocking him back, bruised, and she was so quick he was unable to reach for another weapon. But right before Batgirl could knock Moth out, a wall flames erupted next to her face causing her to flip backwards to dodge out the way. 

Luckily the burst of flames coming from Firefly's flame-thrower didn't ignite anything in the bar yet. "Ah Batgirl, so nice of you to drop in" Firefly chuckled as he prepared his weapon. 

"Ummm, I already said that" Moth said raising a finger causing Firefly to scowl. 

"Just get her" Firefly ordered. But before the villains could act, Batman came crashing down from above. Landing directly on Firefly, causing the flame obsessed villain to crash through a wooden table. The vigilante delivered several punches to the villains face while doing so. Firefly groaned, activating his jetpack. As Batman backed up to regroup with Batgirl, he realised they needed to finish this quickly before the bombs went off. They charged towards Firefly and Killer Moth, their fists at the ready. Firefly unleashed a wave of flames, but Batman used his cape to shield himself and Batgirl from the blast.

'Fool' the voice whispered into Y/N's mind. 'You're sloppy, you can't even take down two insects' 

As the flames died down, Batgirl saw Killer Moth making a run for it. She fired off her grapple fun. The projectile wrapping around Moth's right leg. With a quick pull from the red head vigilante Killer Moth fell to the ground. Batman readied himself to take down Firefly, the flame villain hovering above the ground readying to unleash more flames towards the Bat themed vigilantes. 

"You're too late Batman" Firefly laughed, his right hand pulling out a detonator with a bright red button ready to be pressed. "We're all about to be engulfed in the cleansing flames" he sounded like a pastor in church speaking to the masses. "Maroni will get his building burnt" he added, thumb nearing the blinking red button. 

Before he could press the button however, Batman threw at a Beatarang. The metal projectile clanged off Firefly's armoured hand, causing him to drop the detonator. Seeing her opportunity, Batgirl dove after the detonator, catching it before it could touch the ground. Both Bats nodded at one another, knowing that half the battle was done. 

"You idiot" Firefly barked at Moth who was picking himself up. "You couldn't even get those stupid guns of yours to work" he went on. 

"Hey I tried my best" Moth tried to argue as Firefly flew closer to him. Batman and Batgirl looked at one another, Batman making a hand signal of a certain combo move with her nodding back. Slowly Batman lowered to his knees at the villains argued, with Batgirl readying herself. 

"You couldn't even plant a few bombs right you're so useless I-" before Firefly could go on, Batgirl began running behind Batman. She stepped onto Batman's back, and as he felt her feet touch his back Batman stood up and Batgirl using the force to jump higher. Batgirl kicked Firefly into the face, shattering his helmet and knocking him out cold. 

Killer Moth looked on at his current situation knowing that he had been caught after a streak of success. "Aw shucks" he said disappointed, with Batman knocking him out with one clean punch.

Both Bats looked at one another, just like old times. 

At the Belfry, both Y/N and Barbara were now out of costume with the red head inspecting his current hide out. 

"This stuff is really out of date" Barbara said, typing away at one of the monitors. "It's really due for a few upgrades" she noted. 

"Well, until Lucius can unlock the cave. It'll do for now" Y/N said, placing his cowl in the glass container. "Gets the job done" he added, turning to join Barb at the computer. "Did Lynns mention Maroni?" he asked, thinking back to what the villain said. 

"Yeah I caught that, you think he's working for the mobster" she inquired, glancing over Y/N's notes. 

"Wouldn't surprise me" Y/N responded as an image of Sal Maroni appeared on one of the screens. "He's gonna making his big move soon, and most likely wants Falcone as weak as possible when he does" he theorised. 

"Think you can handle it by yourself?" Barb asked, turning to face Y/N. 

Y/N laughed at that somewhat. "I once took down a full hallway filled with League of Shadows assassins, I think I can handle the mob" he laughed. 

"If you say so" Barb said making her towards the elevator. 

"You're leaving already?" Y/N asked raising an eyebrow. 

"Need to get outta here before dad finds out I'm in Gotham" she responded pressing the button to call the elevator. "He thinks I'm halfway across the country working on Starrware Industries Cyber Security" she informed. "Besides, if that display is anything to go by, you've got Gotham sorted" she Barb added. 

"Well you're always welcome in Gotham, enough room for more than one Bat" Y/N assured her if she ever wanted to stop by. 

"Thanks Y/N" Barbara said brushing some air behind her head. "I would just-" she tried to find the words. "Watch out for Pamela, you know what she's like" she warned. 

Y/N hadn't even thought of Pam last few hours. But the moment Barbara said her name memories flooded in like a dam breaking and unleashing a river. Her hair, gorgeous face, features, she was everything. Y/N felt one word on the tip of his tongue, goddess. He shook his head gently, trying to focus. 

"I will Barb, you got nothing to worry about" he tried to assure her. 

"Well I do worry" Barb said stepping into the elevator. "I'm here if you need help Y/N, we all are" she said with sincerity. 

With that, Barbara Gordon left the Belfry, and would leave Gotham within the hour. Y/N went back to the Batcomupter and knew what he had to do. Taking a nearby needle, he found a vein and extracted a small vial of blood. Y/N's hand shook, almost dropping the vial. But he pushed through this feeling, placing it into a device that would scan the sample for any toxins. Bruce would use after encounters with Scarecrow, and it should work here. 

'You know' the voice whispered. 'You know what she's done'. 

Eventually the computer came back with a match, his blood contained traces of Poison Ivy's pheromones. Y/N felt his whole face darken with rage, sadness and disappointment. 

Returning to the apartment, Y/N was cautious. It was 1:58AM, February 14th. As he shut the front door behind him, he was almost spooked as he heard Pamela's voice come from the kitchen. 

"Y/N that you?" she asked, showing a bottle of wine on the counter with two glasses next to it. "Where have you been I've been worried sick" she said, it almost came off as genuine worry, maybe it was. 

"I ummm" he tried to find the words, he needed her to leave now. She was dangerous. "The office, some problems with the S.T.A.R Labs investment" he lied through his teeth. 

"Oh, this late?" she questioned with a raised eyebrow. 

'Do it fool'

"Listen Pamela" Y/N tried to say as he stepped into the kitchen, nostrils flaring as he finally picked up the scent of pheromones. You don't know the smell unless you intentionally look for it. "I think I want to be spend tonight alone" he said, catching the red head by surprise stopping in her tracks. "Ive had a rough day, and i think I need to spend the rest of the night alone" he tried to say. 

It looked like it took Pamela a minute to take in what Y/N was saying. "What?" she asked, her tone with anger and her moving around to confront Y/N. Her tone was different, anger yes, but something else laying just below the surface. "I'm sorry Y/N I can't let that happen. Not when he's so close to getting what he wants" Pamela explained, Y/N growing confused. He tried tp step back but his body seemed to be autopilot, and it wouldn't move. 

"What do you-" Y/N was cut off, a tearing sound be heard. Pamela's clothing began to rip and tear as her body seemed to be pushing them off simply with a thought. Her top and trousers bursting off revealing Pamela Isley, had returned to her Poison Ivy persona. Plant life covering half her body, a black silky like substance covering the other half. Her beauty was was increased ten fold as her hair grew longer trailing behind her. Each step she took towards Y/N plant life grew behind her. 

(Awesome edit made by ironboybooks)

"I've been waiting for so long, hiding my true self, waiting for the right moment to strike" Poison Ivy went on, the green from her feet moving and entangling Y/N. Moving up his body as he felt his eyes grew heavier. "Then the Roman came to me with an offer, a few million just to stop you from attending Wayne Enterprises" Ivy neared Y/N, roses sprouting on the kitchen side knocking over the wine bottles. "So that idiot Powers can move Falcone's money through your company". 

"I-" Y/N tried to speak, but his mind was co clouded. She was so beautiful, so pretty, and she was here for him and him alone. 

"Shhhhhh" Ivy soothed, wrapped her arms around Y/N's shoulders. "I'll take care of you" she whispered as her lips neared his own. "I'll take good care of you". 

Across Gotham City, as Barbara Gordon was out of the city and Y/N slowly being controlled. The police cruiser transporting Firefly and Killer Moth was involved with a collision with a lamp post. The two villains dead. It wasn't the crash that killed them however, but guns shots. One to Firefly's head and two in Moth's chest. It was Valentines Day after all, and Holiday had struck. 

Author's Note 

There we go another chapter down, sorry if this was a bit all the place. I kinda lost the first draft that was 2500 words and had to redo all that work and went off memory. But I think it turned out alight, thanks for reading. We've got a few chapters to go but we are nearing the end. Any guesses on who Holiday is? 

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