18Bloodlines
Prolog
August 2002
"Come on ... I'm late anyway"
Her fingers tapped impatiently on the Steering Wheel of her small Car, while Harleen Quinzel was waiting for the traffic Light, to turn from red to green.
Today had been a boring Day, the young Psychologist had long felt herself , to be under the Pressure of being hospitalized at the Hospital in Gotham. This day had also crawled as slowly as a Snail. And now this stupid Traffic Light did not want to change quickly enough.
"Hopefully, the others are already gone, I have no Desire to meet them again", said Harleen to herself, after the Traffic Light had finally changed th Color and she stepped on the Gas pedal.
What the most People don´t knew, neither her Work Colleagues at the Hospital, not her Parents, was the Harleen is Mother of Twins. She loved her two, almost Two-Year-old Children very much and had gotten it fixed, that she could bring the Twins already from 7 in the Morning to the Kindergarten and in pick them up around 18 clock again. The young Mother, however, greatly disturbed the Fact that the other Mothers, who were much older than her, always placed these derogatory Glances to her.
After she had parked her Car, Harleen walked quickly to the Entrance of the Kindergarten and saw that Miss Flowers, the Manageress of the Kindergarten is still waiting for her.
"Good evening, Miss Flowers, I apologize for the Delay, the Work has not come to an End today", said Harleen and quickly straightened a loose Strand of hair, which had broken out of her Dutt, behind her Ear.
"It's not a Problem, Miss Quinzel, the Two have behaved well and are waiting for you", Miss Flowers said with a Good-Natured Smile.
"This is a Pleasure to hear", Harleen replied, following Miss Flowers, to one of the Group Rooms, where the Children were taken Care of.
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As soon as she had taken a Step into the Room and took a quick Look through it, Harleen could feel someone hugging her Leg. Smiling, she lifted her son on her Arm and looked into his brightly sparkling bue Eyes.
"Hello my darling, we want to go Home, where is your Sister?", Harleen spoke kindly to the little Boy and followed than her Son's Gaze. He looked to the Corner of the Toy Place, where a little Blond-haired Girl was sitting and playing with a Pair Figures.
"There Momy ... Dylan go to?", asked the little Blonde-Haired Boy, looking thoughtfully to his Sister.
"Yes, please", Harleen carefully let the little Boy down, who then ran to his sister and tapped her cautiously on the Shoulder.
Harleen watched how cautiously Dylan talked with his younger Sister because , she was very shy and reserved. But the little Girl looked up, put away the Toys and came back to Harleen with Dylan.
"Say Goodbye to Miss Flowers", Harleen turned to her two young Children and watching them, how they said goodbye in Combination with waving.
After that, Harleen took the twins into one Hand, before she left the Kindergarten with the Twins on each Hand an go to her Car.
The young Psychologist had recognized at an early Stage, how practical it was, to keep young Children busy during the Car Trip, so that they would not get bored and she could concentrate on Traffic.
After the Blonde had put her two young Children in their Children's Seats and strapped them and had gave each one a Stuffed Animal to play, she took her Place on the Driver's Seat and was a little later on the Streets of Gotham.
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The small Apartment that she could afford from her Salary as a Psychologist, was a Ten Minutes Drive away from the Center of Gotham and if there was no Traffic Jam, you could reach these also in Time. To her Fortune, she did not stand so long before a red light; as on the Way to the Day-care Center and parked her little Car in Front of the Apartment Complex.
"Oh Good Evening Harleen, well, what do we have here? Hello you two"
Harleen looked grudgingly at her Neighbor Gina Holston. The Woman was in Middle of 30, holding herself for something better and had told Harleen more than once, how unable she think Harleen is as a Mother. This woman never understands that neither Dylan or his little Sister likes to be strangled or even addressed by Strangers.
For Harleen who was now 21 Years old, it was difficult to be nice and friendly in Near of Gina Holston...she don´t liker her Neighbor.
"Good Evening, Miss Holston, I'd like to talk to you, but they still need to have Dinner", Harleen said and wanted to pass the Woman's side, hoping that Gina Holston would just take it and don´t say anything.
"But that's a Pity, if your Mom can not cook so well, you can come to me", with these Words Gina Holston wanted to stroke the little Girl over the Cheek, but seemed to ignore them knowingly, that the little Girl only looked up her Mother.
When the Neighbor put her hand on the Cheek of the Girl, the little one immediately began to cry panicky and immediately wanted on Harleen's Arm.
Harleen came after her Wish and felt how her daughter search Protection by her.
"Don´t touch Ruby. She is scared!", Dylan now said angry to Gina Holston.
"I can only agree with this, please do not touch my Children, Miss Holston, they do not like Strangers", said Harleen coldly to the elderly Neighbor, before she set out with her two Children to come to the Apartment.
Harleen knew exactly why she don´t like Gina Holston and even if she tried to get along well with everyone, she had not many Friends, but she was also aware that she did not need to deal with people, which are not friendy to her or to her Twins.
With a quiet Squeal, the Apartment Door opened and Harleen put Ruby was also back on the Floor, where she immediately ran with her twin Brother into the Living Room, to play with their Toys. After the Blonde had completed the Apartment Door from inside, she went into the tiny Kitchen of the small Apartment and went to prepare Dinner.
