Notes: Hey, I'm back and with a new story to boot. I figured I'd do my own
take on the stranded on a deserted isle thing, but leave out the island,
and leave them stranded elsewhere. This will eventually be a Helena/Dinah
fic (of course), so if you don't like it, don't read it.
Disclaimer: As much as I'd like to lie and say that they are mine, they aren't. . .darn it.
"There's suppose to be a storm coming in on your flight path later. Are you sure that you still want to go on vacation?" Asked Barbara as she consulted a weather map, and a flight map superimposed onto one another.
"I'm sure it'll be fine. My only problem is that I have to take super kid with me. How was I talked into that one?" Helena questioned sarcastically.
"It's summer vacation for her, and she's never been able to go on a holiday trip before, so be nice." Barbara scolded.
They had held a discussion earlier in the week about the summer break and how they all would spend the time. It was then that they learned that Dinah had never before been permitted to go on a holiday away from home. During the conversation she quickly became uncomfortable and the subject was dropped. So, when Helena decided to take a trip Barbara convinced her to take Dinah along, although there really wasn't much need seeing as Helena was going to bring her along anyway.
"Fine, fine, whatever. We leave in like," Helena paused to look at her watch, "five hours, so she'd better get her ass in gear."
"I think that she's just finishing her packing now. Most of her stuff is by the door. And you have hours still; forgive me if I don't think you'll be late. After all, you're taking a private jet aren't you?"
"Yeah, I just don't like being stuck in a small space with that many other people." Helena admitted sheepishly.
"Well luckily, neither of you will be. Both of you really do deserve this break, and it's been nice and quiet; not to mention that if something does happen your private jet can come and pick you up."
"Seems all that money is good for something after all." Helena rolled her eyes.
"That's not the issue. You two just need to relax and have some fun for a few weeks, so that when you come back I can put you back to work."
This prompted another eye roll from Helena. "Dinah, hurry up!" Came the shout.
"Alright, alright. I just finished." Dinah said as she emerged from her room with a suitcase in hand.
"It's about time, let's go." Helena ordered as she strode to the elevator, stopping briefly to heft Dinah's other suitcase and backpack. Dinah followed quickly in her wake also pausing, but her reason was to give Barbara a good-bye hug.
"Be careful you two." After a moments consideration Barbara added, "And try not to kill each other." The doors closed cutting off any rebuttal the two might have come up with.
"Put your stuff in the back, so we can get going." Dinah gave a mock salute, but complied with the order.
As both were finally seated in the hummer, and now off driving, Dinah turned to Helena. "Hel, I. . .I just wanted to say thank you." Helena gave her a questioning look, so Dinah explained herself. "For bringing me along I mean. You didn't have to, but you did obviously. So, just thank you."
She was rewarded with a grin. "No problem super kid."
"Can I just ask one, little, teeny favor?" Helena gave her answer in a nod. "Could you call me Dinah instead of super kid?"
That remark earned her a laugh. "I can't make any promises, but I'll see what I can do." They drove silently for a few minutes before it got too much for Helena, and she began to speak. "So, you excited?" She asked casually.
"Are you kidding? Of course I am this'll be my first real vacation that doesn't include me being locked in a closet, or other things. . ." Dinah trailed off, her voice a mixture of shame, and resentment; as though she was embarrassed about her foster parents actions.
"Hey, no worries kay? I'll make sure that you have a memorable vacation." Helena reassured her after sensing the discomfort Dinah's slip of tongue had caused her. "A nice beach with plenty of shirtless guys ought to make for some real relaxation."
"Yeah, I guess your right." Her voice betrayed a little of her real feelings, something along the lines of disappointment, but Helena figured it was simply because of the recent subject.
Once again silence reigned for a few moments, but this time it was Dinah who broke it. "Did you ever do this with your mom?" The question caught Helena off guard, and it took awhile for her brain to kick into gear, but by then Dinah had made her own assumptions. "Never mind, it was a stupid question."
"No it wasn't, you just caught me with my pants down so to speak. I did a few times, and they were some of the best times we shared together. All the new things she would show me, she even took me to Disney land once, we had a ton of fun. Since your mom's not here, and Barbara didn't want to come, I guess it's up to me to show you things like my mom did." This caused Dinah to smile shyly. The rest of the small trip was spent with idle chitchat, which finally brought Dinah's excitement back to the surface.
Several hours later, their baggage was stored, and they were buckled into a little two-passenger plane. The pilot and co pilot had just finished final checks, and announced their intention to take off. "I'm a little nervous." Dinah confessed.
"We'll get you there in one piece." The pilot assured her. Dinah, however, remained slightly uncomfortable until Helena mouthed 'me to' at her. Since the flight was going to take hours Helena decided to grab at catnap after informing Dinah to wake her when they landed.
It was not Dinah who awoke her later though; it was instead an incessant beeping sound, along with a jerking plane. She spared a glance at Dinah who had turned ghostly white, and held a death grip on the arm rests. "This is my first plane ride." Dinah stated, clearly scared. Helena turned to look out the window, she was unable to see anything apart from complete blackness, which, was only permeated by the occasional flashes of lightning. Her next look was directed at the pilots, who were busy flipping switches and speaking on the radio.
"We can't get through to anyone, the storm's causing too much interference." The co pilot explained. A large flash and then bang sounded from Dinah's side of the plane causing her to scream. "Shit! We've just lost a wing."
"Well, what does that mean?" Asked a very frightened Helena.
"It means that we pretty much no longer have control of the plane." Explained the pilot as calmly as he could.
Helena again glanced at Dinah, who was holding her ears, and was clearly in pain, Helena figured that it was most likely from the noise of the thunder that had sounded only a few feet away from her; some tears had escaped her eyes, but Helena couldn't tell whether it was from pain, or from the intense fear. She reached over grabbing Dinah in a comforting hug stroking her hair in an attempt to calm her, knowing that any words of comfort would be lost among all the other noises.
Abruptly, Dinah pulled away from the warmth of Helena's arms shouting to the pilots. "Is there any emergency landing place near by?"
"Yeah, but in our condition we can't get to it." He called back. Another flash of lightening hit them, severing most of the wing from Helena's side. "There's no way we can get there now."
"Yes there is." Said Dinah resolutely. "Where is it?"
The pilot pointed, Dinah leaned forward, and was just able to make out the spot that he was pointing to. They had been flying over a group of mountains when the storm struck them, and now it seemed that they would be forced to make shelter there for at least a little while. "Just how do you suggest we get there?" He asked pointedly.
"I'll handle it."
"Dinah, what are you planning?" Helena asked cautiously.
"I'm going to need all of you to be quiet. This is going to take a lot of concentration." All present continued to stare at her while she took two deep breaths, and closed her eyes briefly before opening them once again. Her hands found the arm rests once again, and Helena feared that she would break something with her grip. Slowly, the plane seemed to not shake as much, and was, in fact, turning towards the sight pointed to earlier.
It was very slow going though, and the strain was beginning to show on Dinah, of course only Helena actually knew what she was doing, the pilots were still clueless. One turned to question them, but Helena put her hand over his mouth and signaled him to be quiet. At least now they were facing the landing, although if Dinah were to let go of her control, it was most likely that all on board would die. The other two now seemed to realize that somehow it was Dinah doing this, and not some natural miracle.
As they grew closer it seemed that they would make it, but this did nothing to ebb Helena's worry, Dinah began to look steadily worse for wear. Helena desperately wanted nothing more than to take Dinah in her arms and soothe her like she had earlier, but her will for survival, and the knowledge that if she did, everything Dinah did would've been in vain, stopped her. Finally they were close enough, and Dinah relinquished control as her eyes rolled up into the back of her head as she released a low moan before falling unconscious. So Helena did the only thing she could do, she braced for impact.
Despite Dinah's efforts they still hit hard, everyone bouncing off of walls, and Helena was suddenly very grateful for the inch thick piece of nylon strapping her into her seat. After another rough jolt Helena hit her head against the adjacent wall, and all went black.
Groggily, Helena awoke, and for a few moments was completely unaware of her surroundings before it all came back to her. The thing that stuck out most in her mind was Dinah stating that it 'was her first plane ride' that made her want to laugh and cry at the same time; in the end, she decided to do neither. It was still storming outside, so she figured that she hadn't been out for too long. She fumbled with her seat belt, but finally managed to unclasp it, it was during times like these that she was thankful for her meta abilities that made it easier for her to heal, otherwise she'd be down with a concussion.
First she checked on the still, out Dinah. There was some blood on her, but right now all Helena wanted was to make sure that she was alive. Feeling her neck, she found the pulse stating that she was still alive, although her breathing was a little off. Reluctantly she left it for now to check on their escorts, both looked to be in terrible shape which, was proven true when she felt no pulse from the first, and such a faint one from the second that she almost didn't find it at all. Unfortunately, she found that he would soon be dead anyway due to the blood loss, it was a hard decision to leave him.
Moaning from behind her caught her attention, and she hurried back to Dinah's side. "Dinah, hey. Come on, wake up." She gently encouraged.
"Helena?" Came the weak response.
"Yeah, it's me."
Dinah gave out another moan. "My head feels like it's going to explode."
"Other than that how do you feel? Any other pains?"
"It hurts to breath, and my leg hurts." Dinah whispered.
"I'm going to check your ribs and leg okay? Just be prepared for a little excess pain." Warned Helena before she began to gently prod Dinah's side until she heard her gasp. "I think that you only cracked a few, but I can't be sure. I'm not all that good with the medical stuff." Next she looked over the leg, her left thigh was sporting a nasty gash although Helena couldn't figure out how it got there. A first aid kit was located under her seat so she pulled it out and began to clean, and then dress the wound. Dinah was very quiet throughout the whole thing, only wincing every now and then.
"I'm tired Helena. Are we going to be okay?"
"Don't worry about it. We'll be fine, you just get a little bit of rest; I know that your head must be killing you." Dinah nodded and quickly fell asleep as suggested. After realizing that there wasn't much more that she could do, Helena followed her own advice.
Notes: Well, what'd ya think? I really do hope you all liked it, but if you have any suggestions or comments let me know. Please send reviews, please.
Disclaimer: As much as I'd like to lie and say that they are mine, they aren't. . .darn it.
"There's suppose to be a storm coming in on your flight path later. Are you sure that you still want to go on vacation?" Asked Barbara as she consulted a weather map, and a flight map superimposed onto one another.
"I'm sure it'll be fine. My only problem is that I have to take super kid with me. How was I talked into that one?" Helena questioned sarcastically.
"It's summer vacation for her, and she's never been able to go on a holiday trip before, so be nice." Barbara scolded.
They had held a discussion earlier in the week about the summer break and how they all would spend the time. It was then that they learned that Dinah had never before been permitted to go on a holiday away from home. During the conversation she quickly became uncomfortable and the subject was dropped. So, when Helena decided to take a trip Barbara convinced her to take Dinah along, although there really wasn't much need seeing as Helena was going to bring her along anyway.
"Fine, fine, whatever. We leave in like," Helena paused to look at her watch, "five hours, so she'd better get her ass in gear."
"I think that she's just finishing her packing now. Most of her stuff is by the door. And you have hours still; forgive me if I don't think you'll be late. After all, you're taking a private jet aren't you?"
"Yeah, I just don't like being stuck in a small space with that many other people." Helena admitted sheepishly.
"Well luckily, neither of you will be. Both of you really do deserve this break, and it's been nice and quiet; not to mention that if something does happen your private jet can come and pick you up."
"Seems all that money is good for something after all." Helena rolled her eyes.
"That's not the issue. You two just need to relax and have some fun for a few weeks, so that when you come back I can put you back to work."
This prompted another eye roll from Helena. "Dinah, hurry up!" Came the shout.
"Alright, alright. I just finished." Dinah said as she emerged from her room with a suitcase in hand.
"It's about time, let's go." Helena ordered as she strode to the elevator, stopping briefly to heft Dinah's other suitcase and backpack. Dinah followed quickly in her wake also pausing, but her reason was to give Barbara a good-bye hug.
"Be careful you two." After a moments consideration Barbara added, "And try not to kill each other." The doors closed cutting off any rebuttal the two might have come up with.
"Put your stuff in the back, so we can get going." Dinah gave a mock salute, but complied with the order.
As both were finally seated in the hummer, and now off driving, Dinah turned to Helena. "Hel, I. . .I just wanted to say thank you." Helena gave her a questioning look, so Dinah explained herself. "For bringing me along I mean. You didn't have to, but you did obviously. So, just thank you."
She was rewarded with a grin. "No problem super kid."
"Can I just ask one, little, teeny favor?" Helena gave her answer in a nod. "Could you call me Dinah instead of super kid?"
That remark earned her a laugh. "I can't make any promises, but I'll see what I can do." They drove silently for a few minutes before it got too much for Helena, and she began to speak. "So, you excited?" She asked casually.
"Are you kidding? Of course I am this'll be my first real vacation that doesn't include me being locked in a closet, or other things. . ." Dinah trailed off, her voice a mixture of shame, and resentment; as though she was embarrassed about her foster parents actions.
"Hey, no worries kay? I'll make sure that you have a memorable vacation." Helena reassured her after sensing the discomfort Dinah's slip of tongue had caused her. "A nice beach with plenty of shirtless guys ought to make for some real relaxation."
"Yeah, I guess your right." Her voice betrayed a little of her real feelings, something along the lines of disappointment, but Helena figured it was simply because of the recent subject.
Once again silence reigned for a few moments, but this time it was Dinah who broke it. "Did you ever do this with your mom?" The question caught Helena off guard, and it took awhile for her brain to kick into gear, but by then Dinah had made her own assumptions. "Never mind, it was a stupid question."
"No it wasn't, you just caught me with my pants down so to speak. I did a few times, and they were some of the best times we shared together. All the new things she would show me, she even took me to Disney land once, we had a ton of fun. Since your mom's not here, and Barbara didn't want to come, I guess it's up to me to show you things like my mom did." This caused Dinah to smile shyly. The rest of the small trip was spent with idle chitchat, which finally brought Dinah's excitement back to the surface.
Several hours later, their baggage was stored, and they were buckled into a little two-passenger plane. The pilot and co pilot had just finished final checks, and announced their intention to take off. "I'm a little nervous." Dinah confessed.
"We'll get you there in one piece." The pilot assured her. Dinah, however, remained slightly uncomfortable until Helena mouthed 'me to' at her. Since the flight was going to take hours Helena decided to grab at catnap after informing Dinah to wake her when they landed.
It was not Dinah who awoke her later though; it was instead an incessant beeping sound, along with a jerking plane. She spared a glance at Dinah who had turned ghostly white, and held a death grip on the arm rests. "This is my first plane ride." Dinah stated, clearly scared. Helena turned to look out the window, she was unable to see anything apart from complete blackness, which, was only permeated by the occasional flashes of lightning. Her next look was directed at the pilots, who were busy flipping switches and speaking on the radio.
"We can't get through to anyone, the storm's causing too much interference." The co pilot explained. A large flash and then bang sounded from Dinah's side of the plane causing her to scream. "Shit! We've just lost a wing."
"Well, what does that mean?" Asked a very frightened Helena.
"It means that we pretty much no longer have control of the plane." Explained the pilot as calmly as he could.
Helena again glanced at Dinah, who was holding her ears, and was clearly in pain, Helena figured that it was most likely from the noise of the thunder that had sounded only a few feet away from her; some tears had escaped her eyes, but Helena couldn't tell whether it was from pain, or from the intense fear. She reached over grabbing Dinah in a comforting hug stroking her hair in an attempt to calm her, knowing that any words of comfort would be lost among all the other noises.
Abruptly, Dinah pulled away from the warmth of Helena's arms shouting to the pilots. "Is there any emergency landing place near by?"
"Yeah, but in our condition we can't get to it." He called back. Another flash of lightening hit them, severing most of the wing from Helena's side. "There's no way we can get there now."
"Yes there is." Said Dinah resolutely. "Where is it?"
The pilot pointed, Dinah leaned forward, and was just able to make out the spot that he was pointing to. They had been flying over a group of mountains when the storm struck them, and now it seemed that they would be forced to make shelter there for at least a little while. "Just how do you suggest we get there?" He asked pointedly.
"I'll handle it."
"Dinah, what are you planning?" Helena asked cautiously.
"I'm going to need all of you to be quiet. This is going to take a lot of concentration." All present continued to stare at her while she took two deep breaths, and closed her eyes briefly before opening them once again. Her hands found the arm rests once again, and Helena feared that she would break something with her grip. Slowly, the plane seemed to not shake as much, and was, in fact, turning towards the sight pointed to earlier.
It was very slow going though, and the strain was beginning to show on Dinah, of course only Helena actually knew what she was doing, the pilots were still clueless. One turned to question them, but Helena put her hand over his mouth and signaled him to be quiet. At least now they were facing the landing, although if Dinah were to let go of her control, it was most likely that all on board would die. The other two now seemed to realize that somehow it was Dinah doing this, and not some natural miracle.
As they grew closer it seemed that they would make it, but this did nothing to ebb Helena's worry, Dinah began to look steadily worse for wear. Helena desperately wanted nothing more than to take Dinah in her arms and soothe her like she had earlier, but her will for survival, and the knowledge that if she did, everything Dinah did would've been in vain, stopped her. Finally they were close enough, and Dinah relinquished control as her eyes rolled up into the back of her head as she released a low moan before falling unconscious. So Helena did the only thing she could do, she braced for impact.
Despite Dinah's efforts they still hit hard, everyone bouncing off of walls, and Helena was suddenly very grateful for the inch thick piece of nylon strapping her into her seat. After another rough jolt Helena hit her head against the adjacent wall, and all went black.
Groggily, Helena awoke, and for a few moments was completely unaware of her surroundings before it all came back to her. The thing that stuck out most in her mind was Dinah stating that it 'was her first plane ride' that made her want to laugh and cry at the same time; in the end, she decided to do neither. It was still storming outside, so she figured that she hadn't been out for too long. She fumbled with her seat belt, but finally managed to unclasp it, it was during times like these that she was thankful for her meta abilities that made it easier for her to heal, otherwise she'd be down with a concussion.
First she checked on the still, out Dinah. There was some blood on her, but right now all Helena wanted was to make sure that she was alive. Feeling her neck, she found the pulse stating that she was still alive, although her breathing was a little off. Reluctantly she left it for now to check on their escorts, both looked to be in terrible shape which, was proven true when she felt no pulse from the first, and such a faint one from the second that she almost didn't find it at all. Unfortunately, she found that he would soon be dead anyway due to the blood loss, it was a hard decision to leave him.
Moaning from behind her caught her attention, and she hurried back to Dinah's side. "Dinah, hey. Come on, wake up." She gently encouraged.
"Helena?" Came the weak response.
"Yeah, it's me."
Dinah gave out another moan. "My head feels like it's going to explode."
"Other than that how do you feel? Any other pains?"
"It hurts to breath, and my leg hurts." Dinah whispered.
"I'm going to check your ribs and leg okay? Just be prepared for a little excess pain." Warned Helena before she began to gently prod Dinah's side until she heard her gasp. "I think that you only cracked a few, but I can't be sure. I'm not all that good with the medical stuff." Next she looked over the leg, her left thigh was sporting a nasty gash although Helena couldn't figure out how it got there. A first aid kit was located under her seat so she pulled it out and began to clean, and then dress the wound. Dinah was very quiet throughout the whole thing, only wincing every now and then.
"I'm tired Helena. Are we going to be okay?"
"Don't worry about it. We'll be fine, you just get a little bit of rest; I know that your head must be killing you." Dinah nodded and quickly fell asleep as suggested. After realizing that there wasn't much more that she could do, Helena followed her own advice.
Notes: Well, what'd ya think? I really do hope you all liked it, but if you have any suggestions or comments let me know. Please send reviews, please.