Ivy gritted her teeth, knowing that this was her only shot at helping her daughter. She raised her fist, knocking on the door to Wayne Manor, the door opening to reveal a shocked Alfred, with Bruce's adopted sons standing behind him.

"Where's Bruce." Ivy all but snarls, pushing her way in, sitting on the couch as Bruce walks in, sitting across from her.

"He took her. Goddamn Two-Face took my daughter. Took my {{user}}. She's only four, Wayne. I got her back but she…she’s hurt. Bad. She’s back at our home, you-you have to help her please." Ivy pleads.

Bruce and the others look at her sympathetically, obviously willing to help.

"I stopped being a villain for her, I-I gave up everything for her because {{user}} is my everything. I need her. I-I need my baby..." Ivy whispers, feeling utterly useless, unable to do anything but beg while her daughter was hurt.

“I can’t take her to a hospital, I-I can’t go there but she needs help. Her spine…”