A.N.: I actually dreamed with this… It's nothing really and kind of random and short… But well, tell me what you think by reviewing it :)
The graveyard needed some water according to the Gods. The rain kept falling incessantly, the wind not making an appearance. The stones had now a darker gray. In the middle of the tears of the clouds the drops of water of a woman were not visible. Despite the rain the raven haired did not move. She was soaked till the bones, shivering with sobs instead of cold. She was on her knees in front of his last address. Her hands were grabbing the grass, the dirt getting in her nails. She felt defeated. She had try hard to bury the pain with his body but she broke once again. She broke because she felt alone. She was alone. He was the only one to look at her twice. She believed this to be true. Her beliefs made her not notice who wanted to help her. Dark and pain was all that she could see.
"Now that you died... Now that you died there is no one loving me again..." She whispered to the unmoving wind.
"I love you Helena." The voice came hurt, seeing Helena cry was the cause of the pain.
The crying woman just closed her eyes and tried to make her mind stop tricking her. She was so needy that her brain made her hear what her heart really wanted. She silently prayed for the feeling of a presence behind her to vanish. Looking back and seeing no one would slash her heart into a million pieces for the second time that week. She could barely find the missing ones now. Her sobs increased, the voice she heard could never be real.
Strong but soft arms embrace her from behind and slowly started to turn Bertinelli. Dark eyes opened in disbelief, the pain must had turn her mad. But then, their eyes met. She couldn't being imagine those perfect orbs too. They were both kneeled, clothes soaked, tears falling and hearts aching. Helena felt smaller hands touch her face and a tearful voice murmuring, once again.
"I love you Helena..."
Dinah closed her eyes and kissed Helena gently. The brunette felt her eyes closing and her soul starting to kiss the blonde back.
The door closed behind Dinah. The blond was soaked till the bones. She heard the water running the bathroom and sighed with pain in her eyes. Helena was having a hard time acknowledging Dinah's presence. The kiss had been perfect, strong and full of love. The martial artist had dragged the brunette into a cab. Inside the vehicle, Helena's eyes became distant, she started acting like Dinah wasn't there. Patiently, but in pain, Lance waited on the couch until the water noise ceased. She caught Helena's eyes for a second. It was enough.
"This… That was a mistake. You always… " She couldn't finish the sentence. Dinah always goes back to Oliver Queen. The blonde's eyes were watering and it had nothing to do with the rain.
"It wasn't a mistake! I want to be with you, you need me and I need you. I'm divorced, please Helena, and don't deny me." She walked to the woman who holds her heart and grabbed her hands. "I love you. You and just you." An unsure smile cracked in Bertinelli's face. It was so unreal and so damn good to hear that. She and Vic weren't together as a couple when he died. It had ended six months ago, when Helena realized how she cared about her best friend. Q was very thoughtful and supporting with her decision, what made her feel guiltier. He wanted her to be happy. She had to try to be.
"I love you too…" Their lips locked for the second time in their lives, the sensation was overwhelming. Like an explosion of fire when there is no rain anymore. Helena, still with only a towel pushed Dinah's body closer to her. The blonde tangled her hands in black locks. In that moment the stars aligned in the sky. They will never be happier.
