Honestly. Who, in full possession of mental faculties, would have a pink sofa? A stupid and large pink sofa. Oh, wait. That's right. Helena. Stupid, stupid sofa. She only bought it to make me roll my eyes. I swear.

"So... Do you hate it?" She jumps in her back into the hideous thing and flashes a mocking smile. DIDN'T I TOLD YOU?

"Oh no, I totally love it. Not my fault if it gets more colourful." Let's say that the pink sofa became addicted to caffeine.

Stupid sofa. I bet that a sick Dalmatian was skinned alive. Stupid Helena for buying it. Stupid Helena for dying. Stupid bottle of tequila.

Shayera was still in her yellow costume when she knocked at Helena Bertinelli's apartment door, a vodka bottle in her left hand.

"HELENA IS DEAD! GO AWAY KNOCKING MONSTER!" A really drunk Dinah Lance yelled.

"Dinah, it's Shay. Open the door." The thanagarian was doing her best to not be herself at the moment. She really wanted to release her sarcasm. Not the time Shayera.

"SHAY! SHAYERAAAA, I'M COMIIIIIING!" Glass breaking was heard. "DON'T WORRY, IT WAS EMPTY!"

A few trips later the door opened. Shayera looked at her fallen friend. Her eyes were a shadow of the bright blue ones, red and swollen from crying, her blond hair was in an inexplicable mess and her clothes and hands were dirty with dry blood. Helena's blood, thought Shayera. The red headed had no time to react, The blonde take the bottle and tripped back to the sofa.

"YOU KNOW SHAYERA... COME HERE!" Dinah was really deaf when she was drunk. She tapped a place next to her in the sofa. Shayera was preventing her mouth to open. She didn't knew what to say, she only knew that whatever came from her mouth was not going to help Dinah. So she did as told. Dinah immediately started crying in Shay's arms, taking pauses from the embrace to drink from the bottle. After what seemed hours, Dinah looked deep into those green eyes and their owner felt her soul naked.

"Shayera, promise me. Just promise me. " Dinah was being threatening.

"Promise what Di?" Her voice was nothing but a whisper.

"Tell Diana that she is your best friend. Don't let her die. Promise." Tears were slipping but her voice was firm.

"I..." Shayera sounded unsure.

"PROMISE!"

"I promise. "

Dinah smiled and headed for the shower leaving Shayera with her promise.

HELENA BERTINELLI AKA HUNTRESS

DINAH LANCE AKA BLACK CANARY