Disclaimer: I don't own them, they belong to DC Comics, and the Warner
Brothers Network. All I own is any original characters that may pop up
(Though I doubt they will). PS: UnBeta'd -unless marked-, so all the
mistakes are mine in a big way!
Pairing: That's The Plot! SO I'm Not Telling! (*Evil Laugh*)
Spoilers: If you're not watching, then it's your own fault! Can't pin- point it, but a little ways in. There was only 13-Eps for hell's sake!?
Author's Note: Okay, I can't really explain how, but this is dedicated to 'Nope', because somehow - once again I can't explain why - I know it wouldn't be here if they didn't write such good stories. Um, Thank you?
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PART ONE: "Fight For Your Right To Be Different"
Dinah hated sleeping. She always had. In sleep came dreams, and more often than not they ended as nightmares. And sometimes, those nightmares ended up becoming true. Her foster-mother had told her that it was her fault they happened. That no one was meant to see god's plan before it happened, and her Seeing was an affront to God. The Redmond's were deeply religious; this was probably the reason that Dinah was now strictly atheist. She didn't want to believe that a god thought to be merciful would some how influence the people who were supposed to keep her safe locked the blonde in closets and covered in bruises.
But tonight was no different from Opal. If anything it seemed to be worse here. Her training and work on her telekinesis seemed to also develop her Dream-Sight. Only now there was a new problem; she sometimes couldn't tell her nightmares apart from her Visions. Or she would have nightmares that her visions were coming true, and she should have been able to stop it. Whatever it was, it was effecting her sleep. She didn't want to any more, but she knew that she couldn't stop.
She'd go insane! Not to mention the fact that she might miss a vision that would be crucial to herself or one of her friends. Also, the more she tried not to sleep at night, the more she fell asleep in class, and the more Barbara asked her what was wrong. She didn't want that. She wanted to be left alone. If she told Oracle what was happening then she'd cut back on her training, and then Helena would harass her about how she couldn't hack it, and then she'd only stress herself out more . . . then there'd be even more dreams. No way out of it.
After a particularly hard night of sleep, Dinah got up and got ready from school. She almost fell asleep in the Hummer on the way, Barbara giving her side-ways glances all the while. Stepping out into the halls, waving bye to her red-headed commander, she walked to her locker. Sleepily she pulled her books out, and put then ones she didn't need yet back in. A ghostly white flash filled the air around her, and she took a sudden deep breath. That was the signal; one of her visions were about to come true. Shit. Now the only problem is: What One?
A sudden clatter behind Dinah made her look down the hall. Some senior was holding Gabby against her locker. Oh Shit, the blonde though sadly, Time to play the hero . . . why did this have to be at school? Walking over towards Gabby and the boy holding her shoulders, she took a second to listen.
"Hey, it's a simple question," he said teasingly, "Me and my boy just want to know if it's true. Were you, or were you not just checking out my girl?" the boy behind him laughed. His name was Josh 'Pretty-Boy' Drake, and he was an ass. Captain of the foot-ball team, and a certified Sliver- Spoon-Baby. He didn't have friends, he had followers, and mostly it was his money and in turn a piece of his popularity.
"No. I wasn't. I was just looking at her, okay?" Gabby replied defensively. Although the ringlet-blonde was officially in the closet, it was pretty easy to tell she was into girls. The guys chuckled, and nodded to one another.
"Yeah, that's what I thought." And just as he pulled his arm back to punch her, Dinah caught his elbow.
"I really wouldn't do that if I were you." Dinah said coolly. Josh chuckled.
"What, you're going to stop me?" he asked skeptically. Dinah nodded, a small smile on her face. "What's the matter, your girl-friend can't fend for herself?" at that Dinah hit him, and hard. His head smashed against the lockers, and he was down with one punch. Now comes the hard part, Dinah thought. All his little goony-friend came at her, and all at once. Jumping against the lockers and then into the air she managed to grab the sprinkler pipes running along the roof. Using them to swing behind the mob that had gathered, she landed on her feet.
"Gabby, run." She told her quickly, and the girl did. What seemed like half the foot-ball team came charging at her. But she didn't fight back when they started hitting, because she knew what was going to happen next. Half the doors in the hall opened, including Barbara's, and all the teachers saw Dinah getting beaten.
"Mr. Drake!" Principal Rask called down the hall, "What in heaven's name do you think you're doing?!" All the boys back away, and Dinah lay on the ground with a split lip and a bloody nose, pretending to be knocked out. She didn't notice Gabby peeking her head out of the Girl's Bathroom to watch what was going on. Barbara leaned down to check on her charge, and with one look she could tell that Dinah was faking it. Touching her lightly, she held back a smile.
"Dinah." She said gently, "Dinah, come on. We have to get you to see the nurse." She almost laughed at that, but managed to keep it in. Slowly the blonde opened her eyes, blinking a few times. In truth, she was a little hurt, but she needed to really play the victim. The red-head reached down to help her up, and she stumbled to her feet.
"Honest Mr. Rask! I didn't start this!" Josh was getting pissed, "That little Dyke was - "
"Hey!" The principal cut in, "I'll not tolerate the use of that word in my school. Now, who started this?" Josh pointed to a Gabby that was no longer standing by the lockers, and then looked around the hall. She was nowhere to be found.
"That girl, Gabby. She was harassing my girl-friend."
"No she wasn't." Dinah said, in a feeble voice. "She didn't even say anything to her, she was nowhere near her. You just slammed her against the lockers and tried to hit her." Dinah defended weakly. Barbara bit her lip slightly, hoping that her silence didn't make the blonde think that lying was okay in *all* circumstances.
"Yeah, and then she hit me." He said smugly.
"Yeah, I did, to keep you from hurting Gabby."
"And then you had your buddies beat the crap out of her?" Mr. Rask asked shortly. Josh didn't have an answer for that, his mouth opening and closing rather like a fish without it's water. "That's what I thought. Detentions for you four, and community crevice for you Mr. Drake. Next time I think you should think before you open your mouth." He walked back down the hall and Barbara helped her towards the Nurse's office.
"This isn't over you little bitch!" Josh growled in Dinah's ear. She turned to smile at him, almost evilly. Walking to the end of the hall, the red-head pulled Dinah down next to whisper to her.
"That was some pretty impressive acting back there." She said, holding in a laugh, "Mind telling me what that was all about."
"Just doing our job." Dinah said, sounding tired again, "Stopping a hate crime before it started. Besides, Gabby's my friend, and I'm sick of her getting harassed just because she's different." Barbara nodded and led her into Nurse Callaway's room. As she started wiping the blood away from the blonde's nose, Barbara waved and left to go back to her class- room. As a rather painful antiseptic was applied to the cut on her lip there was a quiet knock at the door.
"Hey." Gabby said quietly, poking her head into the room. Dinah tried to smile slightly, but her lip wouldn't let her. Wincing, she touched her lip lightly. Gabby walked over towards her, and the nurse declared that she was all finished.
"Hey." Dinah said, still poking her lip.
"How're you doing?" she asked gently. Dinah shrugged. "You know you didn't have to do that right?" she asked slowly. Dinah nodded, and sighed.
"I know. I did it because I wanted to." Gabby smiled at that and almost laughed.
"Why would you let them beat on you like that? I mean, you almost knocked out Josh, you could have at least saved yourself from some of . . . this." she said indicating the injuries marring Dinah's gentle features. Dinah just laughed it off and leaned back against the wall.
"Don't worry about me, I'm used to it. I can take care of it. Besides, he shouldn't be treating you like that." At that Gabby broke out laughing.
"My hero!" she said, feigning a damsel in distress voice. Dinah laughed, and closed her eyes. Taking a deep breath, Gabby continued gently. "You know . . . they're probably going to think that you and I are . . . you know?" Dinah just sighed, and yawned.
"Yeah, probably." She didn't really care. She didn't have many friends besides Gabby and her friends, so besides what they thought, whatever anyone else thought didn't matter. Just then the nurse came back in and handed them both excuses and ushered them out of the office.
"Doesn't that bother you?" Gabby asked carefully. Dinah shook her head, and picked her back-pack up from where it lay next to her locker.
"Why should it bother me?" she asked slowly, "There's nothing wrong with it . . . and at least then I wouldn't be a life-long single." She said sadly. Gabby chuckled and they walked to their first-period Chem-class.
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PART TWO: "Switch Your Partners, Doe-See-Doe."
"Heard you let it rip on some guy at school?" Helena asked slowly, as they walked down the streets, doing a quick sweep. It was a Friday night, and muggers were on rise over weekends.
"Yeah, some guy was about to beat the crap out of Gabby." Helena turned to look at her quickly.
"Gabby? You're best friend, Gabby? Why would they beat her up?" Dinah sighed, and looked down an alley as they passed it.
"She's Gay. I'm sick of her getting harassed just because she's into girls. Not like she wanted it. I bet if this was a choice thing she'd switch back just to get people to leave her alone." Helena nodded, and put her hands into her pockets.
"How are things with Reese?" Dinah asked quickly, wanting to get off the topic of her day. She didn't like telling Helena and Barbara how often she had visions, and how they were usually about little things. The brunette just shrugged and looked towards the Movie-Theater a few blocks away.
"Alright I guess. He's still really pissed at me. That whole thing with the Animal Gang is pissing him off, then with the whole Dark- Strike turning into the bag-guy . . . he thinks my instincts are bad." At that Dinah actually laughed. Helena joined in. "I know, that was my response. Then he said I was overly cocky which is what probably got me into trouble." At that Helena scoffed slightly.
"Trouble?" Dinah asked quickly, "What trouble? You're, like, the person that keeps trouble from happening. He doesn't know what he's talking about."
"Damn right." Helena said coldly as they walked past another empty alley. It was oddly quiet tonight. Helena looked at Dinah and smiled.
"You did really well that night. You know, when we faced off with the Animal Gang. Your instincts were right on. And you really saved the day too; Reese and I were about to get it." Helena smiled and Dinah beamed back. Helena rarely praised the blonde, so Dinah knew that she must have done really well for the brunette say something.
"Yeah, well, you taught me." Helena shoved her lightly, and smiled.
"Alright, things are getting on the dull side over here." Helena drolled quietly both to Dinah and into her ComSet. "I think we're just going to check around the theater, then come back." The was an affirmative answer from Barbara and they kept walking. They passed another empty ally, and at that Helena sighed angrily. "Come out - come out - where ever you are . . . I have to teach the kid for Christ's sake, it's not even like this is selfish Ass-Kicking!" Dinah laughed, and Helena smiled at her.
They waded through the crowd as a movie got out, and checked the alley on the opposite side of the street as they started making their way back. They passed another empty alley, almost lazily, knowing that it's be a quiet walk home. They kept chatting, walking towards the clock- tower, things light as ever. As they passed another alley, Dinah got another flash. Shit, she thought, two in one day is really unfair!
"Helena." Dinah whispered, nodding down the ally. Walking into the gap, she flashed her Huntress Eyes, checking the darkness therein. The brunette nodded, and Dinah silently walked down a way until she heard the laughter of familiar boys.
"You know, I hear that women only become a frickin' Lez if they're no good in bed . . . you want to test that theory?" Josh laughed, "I bet it's true. I bet all you need to change your mind is a good, deep - "
"Skin Cleanser?" Dinah said coolly. "That had better be what you were about to say, or things might have gotten messy around here." The pack of boys turned around, but Josh kept his hold on the on the girl.
"Get Her!" He called, and a bunch of his buddies rushed her for the second time that day. But this time she was ready. A swift knee to the groin; Jon was down, a punch in the ribs; Sam was rolling on the floor wheezing, spinning-jump-kick; Bobby was flat out for the count. All that was left was the girl, Josh, and a boy that suddenly ran down the other end of the alley.
"What are you? Some bad version of the Ambiguously Gay Avenger?" at that Dinah stepped towards him . . . but stopped. The girl, she could now see, was Gabby. She looked frightened, and Josh smiled evilly. "You didn't think I'd let her go after the problem she started at school, did you?" Dinah growled, but Josh didn't let go. The rest of his friends started getting up. "Get her already!" he yelled at them again. They ran - right out of the darkness. Now left to his own devices, he wasn't so tough.
"That lady isn't interested." Helena said coldly from behind Dinah, placing a hand on her shoulder. Dinah turned to smile at her for a second, remembering the last time she heard those words. Josh dropped his hold on Gabby's shirt, and she jogged towards the two girls. "Hey Dinah, why don't you walk her home . . . I think I can take this one on my own." Dinah gave her a firm look, and Helena caved, mumbling about how Dinah always got all the action, walking back out of the ally. Neither notice Gabby's eyes bulge at that.
"Josh," Dinah said coolly, "If you ever harass Gabby, myself, or any other girl, I will make sure you live the rest of you life knowing the true feeling of helplessness you inflict on them." He spit on the ground at Dinah's feet. Before neither knew what happened, Josh was on the ground, and Dinah was pulling Gabby away from the boy. They both walked out of the alley, meeting Helena who was leaning against the wall nearby.
"Once again: Thanks for the rescue." Dinah nodded sadly, picking at the cuff of her new Duster.
"Maybe if I hadn't intervened at school they might not have attacked you tonight . . . I'm not sure I should be thanked for that." Gabby laughed sadly.
"You know they were going to do it anyways. At least now they have a reason not to." She said, smiling brightly at Dinah. The blondes blushed, and Helena cleared her throat.
"Let's get you home." Dinah said firmly. Stepping out into the street she let rip a ear-splitting whistle. A second later, a cab pulled up. Gabby piled in, and Dinah told the driver the girl's address, handing him a twenty, knowing that was about the amount he'd need. "I'll see you on Monday?" Dinah asked her trough the window. Gabby nodded, blushing slightly. Quick as a flash she poked her head out, kissing Dinah's cheek just as they drove off. Leaving a rather shocked blonde behind, she stared after the cab.
"Is there something you're not telling me, or was there something she didn't tell you?" Helena asked slowly. Looking at the brunette for a second, she then looked back down at her shoes, which started finding their way home, Helena trailing all the way.
(TO BE CONTINUED!)
The Squibler Strikes Again!
Squibly~Spittman
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Pairing: That's The Plot! SO I'm Not Telling! (*Evil Laugh*)
Spoilers: If you're not watching, then it's your own fault! Can't pin- point it, but a little ways in. There was only 13-Eps for hell's sake!?
Author's Note: Okay, I can't really explain how, but this is dedicated to 'Nope', because somehow - once again I can't explain why - I know it wouldn't be here if they didn't write such good stories. Um, Thank you?
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PART ONE: "Fight For Your Right To Be Different"
Dinah hated sleeping. She always had. In sleep came dreams, and more often than not they ended as nightmares. And sometimes, those nightmares ended up becoming true. Her foster-mother had told her that it was her fault they happened. That no one was meant to see god's plan before it happened, and her Seeing was an affront to God. The Redmond's were deeply religious; this was probably the reason that Dinah was now strictly atheist. She didn't want to believe that a god thought to be merciful would some how influence the people who were supposed to keep her safe locked the blonde in closets and covered in bruises.
But tonight was no different from Opal. If anything it seemed to be worse here. Her training and work on her telekinesis seemed to also develop her Dream-Sight. Only now there was a new problem; she sometimes couldn't tell her nightmares apart from her Visions. Or she would have nightmares that her visions were coming true, and she should have been able to stop it. Whatever it was, it was effecting her sleep. She didn't want to any more, but she knew that she couldn't stop.
She'd go insane! Not to mention the fact that she might miss a vision that would be crucial to herself or one of her friends. Also, the more she tried not to sleep at night, the more she fell asleep in class, and the more Barbara asked her what was wrong. She didn't want that. She wanted to be left alone. If she told Oracle what was happening then she'd cut back on her training, and then Helena would harass her about how she couldn't hack it, and then she'd only stress herself out more . . . then there'd be even more dreams. No way out of it.
After a particularly hard night of sleep, Dinah got up and got ready from school. She almost fell asleep in the Hummer on the way, Barbara giving her side-ways glances all the while. Stepping out into the halls, waving bye to her red-headed commander, she walked to her locker. Sleepily she pulled her books out, and put then ones she didn't need yet back in. A ghostly white flash filled the air around her, and she took a sudden deep breath. That was the signal; one of her visions were about to come true. Shit. Now the only problem is: What One?
A sudden clatter behind Dinah made her look down the hall. Some senior was holding Gabby against her locker. Oh Shit, the blonde though sadly, Time to play the hero . . . why did this have to be at school? Walking over towards Gabby and the boy holding her shoulders, she took a second to listen.
"Hey, it's a simple question," he said teasingly, "Me and my boy just want to know if it's true. Were you, or were you not just checking out my girl?" the boy behind him laughed. His name was Josh 'Pretty-Boy' Drake, and he was an ass. Captain of the foot-ball team, and a certified Sliver- Spoon-Baby. He didn't have friends, he had followers, and mostly it was his money and in turn a piece of his popularity.
"No. I wasn't. I was just looking at her, okay?" Gabby replied defensively. Although the ringlet-blonde was officially in the closet, it was pretty easy to tell she was into girls. The guys chuckled, and nodded to one another.
"Yeah, that's what I thought." And just as he pulled his arm back to punch her, Dinah caught his elbow.
"I really wouldn't do that if I were you." Dinah said coolly. Josh chuckled.
"What, you're going to stop me?" he asked skeptically. Dinah nodded, a small smile on her face. "What's the matter, your girl-friend can't fend for herself?" at that Dinah hit him, and hard. His head smashed against the lockers, and he was down with one punch. Now comes the hard part, Dinah thought. All his little goony-friend came at her, and all at once. Jumping against the lockers and then into the air she managed to grab the sprinkler pipes running along the roof. Using them to swing behind the mob that had gathered, she landed on her feet.
"Gabby, run." She told her quickly, and the girl did. What seemed like half the foot-ball team came charging at her. But she didn't fight back when they started hitting, because she knew what was going to happen next. Half the doors in the hall opened, including Barbara's, and all the teachers saw Dinah getting beaten.
"Mr. Drake!" Principal Rask called down the hall, "What in heaven's name do you think you're doing?!" All the boys back away, and Dinah lay on the ground with a split lip and a bloody nose, pretending to be knocked out. She didn't notice Gabby peeking her head out of the Girl's Bathroom to watch what was going on. Barbara leaned down to check on her charge, and with one look she could tell that Dinah was faking it. Touching her lightly, she held back a smile.
"Dinah." She said gently, "Dinah, come on. We have to get you to see the nurse." She almost laughed at that, but managed to keep it in. Slowly the blonde opened her eyes, blinking a few times. In truth, she was a little hurt, but she needed to really play the victim. The red-head reached down to help her up, and she stumbled to her feet.
"Honest Mr. Rask! I didn't start this!" Josh was getting pissed, "That little Dyke was - "
"Hey!" The principal cut in, "I'll not tolerate the use of that word in my school. Now, who started this?" Josh pointed to a Gabby that was no longer standing by the lockers, and then looked around the hall. She was nowhere to be found.
"That girl, Gabby. She was harassing my girl-friend."
"No she wasn't." Dinah said, in a feeble voice. "She didn't even say anything to her, she was nowhere near her. You just slammed her against the lockers and tried to hit her." Dinah defended weakly. Barbara bit her lip slightly, hoping that her silence didn't make the blonde think that lying was okay in *all* circumstances.
"Yeah, and then she hit me." He said smugly.
"Yeah, I did, to keep you from hurting Gabby."
"And then you had your buddies beat the crap out of her?" Mr. Rask asked shortly. Josh didn't have an answer for that, his mouth opening and closing rather like a fish without it's water. "That's what I thought. Detentions for you four, and community crevice for you Mr. Drake. Next time I think you should think before you open your mouth." He walked back down the hall and Barbara helped her towards the Nurse's office.
"This isn't over you little bitch!" Josh growled in Dinah's ear. She turned to smile at him, almost evilly. Walking to the end of the hall, the red-head pulled Dinah down next to whisper to her.
"That was some pretty impressive acting back there." She said, holding in a laugh, "Mind telling me what that was all about."
"Just doing our job." Dinah said, sounding tired again, "Stopping a hate crime before it started. Besides, Gabby's my friend, and I'm sick of her getting harassed just because she's different." Barbara nodded and led her into Nurse Callaway's room. As she started wiping the blood away from the blonde's nose, Barbara waved and left to go back to her class- room. As a rather painful antiseptic was applied to the cut on her lip there was a quiet knock at the door.
"Hey." Gabby said quietly, poking her head into the room. Dinah tried to smile slightly, but her lip wouldn't let her. Wincing, she touched her lip lightly. Gabby walked over towards her, and the nurse declared that she was all finished.
"Hey." Dinah said, still poking her lip.
"How're you doing?" she asked gently. Dinah shrugged. "You know you didn't have to do that right?" she asked slowly. Dinah nodded, and sighed.
"I know. I did it because I wanted to." Gabby smiled at that and almost laughed.
"Why would you let them beat on you like that? I mean, you almost knocked out Josh, you could have at least saved yourself from some of . . . this." she said indicating the injuries marring Dinah's gentle features. Dinah just laughed it off and leaned back against the wall.
"Don't worry about me, I'm used to it. I can take care of it. Besides, he shouldn't be treating you like that." At that Gabby broke out laughing.
"My hero!" she said, feigning a damsel in distress voice. Dinah laughed, and closed her eyes. Taking a deep breath, Gabby continued gently. "You know . . . they're probably going to think that you and I are . . . you know?" Dinah just sighed, and yawned.
"Yeah, probably." She didn't really care. She didn't have many friends besides Gabby and her friends, so besides what they thought, whatever anyone else thought didn't matter. Just then the nurse came back in and handed them both excuses and ushered them out of the office.
"Doesn't that bother you?" Gabby asked carefully. Dinah shook her head, and picked her back-pack up from where it lay next to her locker.
"Why should it bother me?" she asked slowly, "There's nothing wrong with it . . . and at least then I wouldn't be a life-long single." She said sadly. Gabby chuckled and they walked to their first-period Chem-class.
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PART TWO: "Switch Your Partners, Doe-See-Doe."
"Heard you let it rip on some guy at school?" Helena asked slowly, as they walked down the streets, doing a quick sweep. It was a Friday night, and muggers were on rise over weekends.
"Yeah, some guy was about to beat the crap out of Gabby." Helena turned to look at her quickly.
"Gabby? You're best friend, Gabby? Why would they beat her up?" Dinah sighed, and looked down an alley as they passed it.
"She's Gay. I'm sick of her getting harassed just because she's into girls. Not like she wanted it. I bet if this was a choice thing she'd switch back just to get people to leave her alone." Helena nodded, and put her hands into her pockets.
"How are things with Reese?" Dinah asked quickly, wanting to get off the topic of her day. She didn't like telling Helena and Barbara how often she had visions, and how they were usually about little things. The brunette just shrugged and looked towards the Movie-Theater a few blocks away.
"Alright I guess. He's still really pissed at me. That whole thing with the Animal Gang is pissing him off, then with the whole Dark- Strike turning into the bag-guy . . . he thinks my instincts are bad." At that Dinah actually laughed. Helena joined in. "I know, that was my response. Then he said I was overly cocky which is what probably got me into trouble." At that Helena scoffed slightly.
"Trouble?" Dinah asked quickly, "What trouble? You're, like, the person that keeps trouble from happening. He doesn't know what he's talking about."
"Damn right." Helena said coldly as they walked past another empty alley. It was oddly quiet tonight. Helena looked at Dinah and smiled.
"You did really well that night. You know, when we faced off with the Animal Gang. Your instincts were right on. And you really saved the day too; Reese and I were about to get it." Helena smiled and Dinah beamed back. Helena rarely praised the blonde, so Dinah knew that she must have done really well for the brunette say something.
"Yeah, well, you taught me." Helena shoved her lightly, and smiled.
"Alright, things are getting on the dull side over here." Helena drolled quietly both to Dinah and into her ComSet. "I think we're just going to check around the theater, then come back." The was an affirmative answer from Barbara and they kept walking. They passed another empty ally, and at that Helena sighed angrily. "Come out - come out - where ever you are . . . I have to teach the kid for Christ's sake, it's not even like this is selfish Ass-Kicking!" Dinah laughed, and Helena smiled at her.
They waded through the crowd as a movie got out, and checked the alley on the opposite side of the street as they started making their way back. They passed another empty alley, almost lazily, knowing that it's be a quiet walk home. They kept chatting, walking towards the clock- tower, things light as ever. As they passed another alley, Dinah got another flash. Shit, she thought, two in one day is really unfair!
"Helena." Dinah whispered, nodding down the ally. Walking into the gap, she flashed her Huntress Eyes, checking the darkness therein. The brunette nodded, and Dinah silently walked down a way until she heard the laughter of familiar boys.
"You know, I hear that women only become a frickin' Lez if they're no good in bed . . . you want to test that theory?" Josh laughed, "I bet it's true. I bet all you need to change your mind is a good, deep - "
"Skin Cleanser?" Dinah said coolly. "That had better be what you were about to say, or things might have gotten messy around here." The pack of boys turned around, but Josh kept his hold on the on the girl.
"Get Her!" He called, and a bunch of his buddies rushed her for the second time that day. But this time she was ready. A swift knee to the groin; Jon was down, a punch in the ribs; Sam was rolling on the floor wheezing, spinning-jump-kick; Bobby was flat out for the count. All that was left was the girl, Josh, and a boy that suddenly ran down the other end of the alley.
"What are you? Some bad version of the Ambiguously Gay Avenger?" at that Dinah stepped towards him . . . but stopped. The girl, she could now see, was Gabby. She looked frightened, and Josh smiled evilly. "You didn't think I'd let her go after the problem she started at school, did you?" Dinah growled, but Josh didn't let go. The rest of his friends started getting up. "Get her already!" he yelled at them again. They ran - right out of the darkness. Now left to his own devices, he wasn't so tough.
"That lady isn't interested." Helena said coldly from behind Dinah, placing a hand on her shoulder. Dinah turned to smile at her for a second, remembering the last time she heard those words. Josh dropped his hold on Gabby's shirt, and she jogged towards the two girls. "Hey Dinah, why don't you walk her home . . . I think I can take this one on my own." Dinah gave her a firm look, and Helena caved, mumbling about how Dinah always got all the action, walking back out of the ally. Neither notice Gabby's eyes bulge at that.
"Josh," Dinah said coolly, "If you ever harass Gabby, myself, or any other girl, I will make sure you live the rest of you life knowing the true feeling of helplessness you inflict on them." He spit on the ground at Dinah's feet. Before neither knew what happened, Josh was on the ground, and Dinah was pulling Gabby away from the boy. They both walked out of the alley, meeting Helena who was leaning against the wall nearby.
"Once again: Thanks for the rescue." Dinah nodded sadly, picking at the cuff of her new Duster.
"Maybe if I hadn't intervened at school they might not have attacked you tonight . . . I'm not sure I should be thanked for that." Gabby laughed sadly.
"You know they were going to do it anyways. At least now they have a reason not to." She said, smiling brightly at Dinah. The blondes blushed, and Helena cleared her throat.
"Let's get you home." Dinah said firmly. Stepping out into the street she let rip a ear-splitting whistle. A second later, a cab pulled up. Gabby piled in, and Dinah told the driver the girl's address, handing him a twenty, knowing that was about the amount he'd need. "I'll see you on Monday?" Dinah asked her trough the window. Gabby nodded, blushing slightly. Quick as a flash she poked her head out, kissing Dinah's cheek just as they drove off. Leaving a rather shocked blonde behind, she stared after the cab.
"Is there something you're not telling me, or was there something she didn't tell you?" Helena asked slowly. Looking at the brunette for a second, she then looked back down at her shoes, which started finding their way home, Helena trailing all the way.
(TO BE CONTINUED!)
The Squibler Strikes Again!
Squibly~Spittman
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