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Chapter One: What means a dream?

Dream sequence

An eerily calm voice echos in the dark. "She'll die if she remains with you. She'll die. You'll never be able to save her. Her association with the Question will become her demise. You'll loose her forever. There's nothing you can do. It is inevitable."

The normally calm, level voice of Victor Sage, otherwise known as the Question rang out in the darkness that had surrounded him. "No! Helena is stronger than that! Nobody can take her down. You are mistaken if you believe anyone is capable of breaking someone like her."

"You care about her, that's good. It will make your pain all the worse when she is taken from you."

"You leave Helena out of this! Its me you want, not her!"

"Oh, but hurting your lady friend would just be icing on the cake, dear Question. You'll see me soon, and it will be at a time when you are least expecting it."

"Don't you touch her! If you so much as look at her, I'll kill you!" He sounded desperate now.

"When you least expect me, Question. When you least expect me."

End Dream Sequence

"Leave her alone!" He shouted as he sat bolt upright in his bed.

Vic looked around him in a slight daze. He was in his appartment. This was home. Nobody was here. It had all been a dream.

A sense of panic overcame him then. "Or was it? I have to find Helena."

With these words Vic Sage started changing himself into his alter ego, The Question.

(Twenty minutes later)

Question drove like a maniac as he navigated the streets of down town Gotham. At this time of night there were few people out, but most people parked their cars on the street in this part of town. He didn't care if he hit something. He just had to reach Helena. He had to make sure his dream had been just that, a dream.

The closer he got to her home, the worse his feeling of illease became. He was getting the feeling that he was being followed, but until he reached Helena and made sure she was safe, he couldn't worry about his own safety.

He parked is old car at the curb in front of Helena's apartment complex and leapt from the vehicle as soon as it came to a complete stop. He didn't hesitate to check to see if anyone had followed him like he usually would. Question took the steps two and three at a time, trying desperatly to reach Helena's appartment before something happened.

All the while he was chanting the same prayer over and over again. "Please let it have only been a bad dream. Please let it have only been a bad dream."

He reached the door and banged on it with all the force he could muster. Without waiting for an answer he banged again then called, "Helena! Its Question! Let me in!"

A minute later the door was thrown open and a very annoyed, half asleep Helena Bertinelli stood before the highly agitated conspiracy theorist.

As soon as he laid eyes on her Question did something he didn't normally do, he grabbed her and hugged her for all he was worth. Helena make a loud, rude sound of protest and tried to free herself from her partner's desperate grip.

"Vic, let me go. I can't breath."

He released her instantly and entered into her house without waiting for an invitation. His normal calm was now restored and he started wandering around the appartment in search of any survailance devises that may have been planted there.

After he was satisfied that the room wasn't bugged Question turned back to his now irate girlfriend and said, "Sorry for the late night wake up. I was just..." His head dropped. "I was worried about you, Helena."

"Vic, what possesed you to come all the way to my place tonight? And look, your soaking wet. Go get yourself out of those wet clothes. I'll try to find something for you to wear."

"Does that mean I can stay with you?"

Helena rolled her eyes. "Only for tonight, Q. Tommorow I'm taking you to see J'onn. I think you've finnally lost your mind."

"That would mean you assume I was sane to begin with."

She hit him in the head with a well aimed towel then said, "Go change. I'll never hear the end of it if I ruin these carpets."

With a quirk of his head and a hidden smile Question replied with a simple, "Yes, Helena." He then entered into her bathroom and did as she told him.