Author Notes: Contains O/C

There was a sharp pain to the back of her head then blackness.

She opened her eyes to see she was inside a noisy, cramped smoky bar; she walked towards the bar and ordered a martini, but the bartender came back with a different drink to which she ordered.

"Excuse me, I didn't order this" shouted Helena while holding up the beer bottle trying to be heard over the music, with luck the bartender heard her and he pointed towards a tall, slim, brown haired guy at the end of the bar ,he saw her looking and shot her a smug smile which looked more sly with his piercing green eyes. Helena got up off her stall, dusted her trousers off from the dirt that had stuck to her trousers from the stall and she confidently walked over to him.

"Does changing a girls order usually work?" Asked Helena sarcastically as she placed the bottle on the side.

"You just look like a beer girl to me, but if you can't handle it I can always order you a martini" replied Logan with a sly smile as he raised his arm to get the attention of a bartender.

"I never said that" said Helena as she picked up the beer. Logan was now watching her with a intrigued look on his face as she started to drink the beer. Once she had finished the beer in one go; Logan had a shocked look on his face but then he sniggered.

"What?"

"The amount of times I have used that to chat to a girl; no-one has ever downed the drink in one, I'm impressed" laughed Logan which made Helena smile. Logan was staring at her for a while before he spoke again.

"Let's go talk somewhere more quiet" stated Logan as he placed a hand out for Helena to take which as he thought she didn't take and instead got off her stall and started to walk out the bar.

Helena lent against the wall of the pub letting the coldness from the wall spread all over her back cooling her down, opposite her was the guy from the bar who she realised she didn't even know his name.

"I'm Helena"

"Logan, I need your help with something Helena" replied Logan in a deep voice.

"What with?" Asked Helena curiously as she stood up straighter.

"I know who you are Helena and I think you will help me" said Logan as he took a step towards her.

"What makes you think I will help you" laughed Helena nervously as Logan took another step closer.

"Because we share a common interest and I can get you what you want" stated Logan as he stopped right in front of her

"Oh really what's that?"

"Arrow and your dad's location" claimed Logan as he reached a hand up to Helena's face to push a strand of hair that fell over her eye behind her ear. Helena looked up at Logan as he did this; as it sent shocks throughout her body, she stared straight into his green eyes which was a mistake as once she looked at them she couldn't look away. Logan was looking into her stormy blue eyes when he slowly looked down to her red lips and edged his face closer to hers. Helena couldn't take the suspense any-more and closed the gap between them, she started to kiss him passionately which sent chills throughout her body; which she hadn't felt since her fiancé, that her dad killed. Helena felt Logan lean her against the cold damp wall when all of a sudden she got a falling sensation.

Helena gasped awake to find herself still in the room she was in before she was hit by Logan. What the hell was that thought Helena as she could feel herself blush from the memory of when she first met Logan. She slowly sat up careful not to do it to fast and make her head spin, when all of a sudden she heard voices from down the corridor. She reached a hand up to her head to assess the damage, when she lowered her hand, she looked at it and she saw it had blood on it. She carefully stood up using the wall for support and left the room through the second door that was inside the room.

She followed the wall to the corridor and she watched to see if anyone was coming and they were so she turned round and leaned against the wall. She tried to find a way out when she spotted a red metal door that said to roof on it so she quietly stumbled over to it and went up.

Once she had stumbled her way up the cold concrete stairs she quietly shut the door behind her and slid down it sitting on the dirty cold floor. Her head started to spin again and she could feel her self slowly going into unconsciousness.

Helena awoke again in an apartment; not hers though she observed. Looking around, she noticed she was in bed. That's when it hit her; this bed also wasn't hers, clawing at the sheets she bolted upright. Grabbing her clothes of off the floor she hastily put them on and walked towards the curtains, pulling them open she was hit with the blaring rays of morning sun. She turned round and made her way out of the room when she noticed that the bed had silk sheets and fancy looking furniture where am i thought Helena as she couldn't quite grasp where she was.

Leaving the room she walked into the kitchen and that was when she saw him; tall and handsome just like she remembered; she took a sigh of relief. At least I know him she thought to herself; staring at him making breakfast was fascinating, the way he moved so swiftly and the smell of bacon made her stomach growl. She walked towards the marble counter in the middle of the kitchen and Logan placed a piece of bacon on the plate in front of her.

"Morning" said Logan with a smile as he carried on cooking to which Helena smiled in return.

"So you going to tell me why you want my help to catch Arrow?" Asked Helena intrigued and fed up of waiting for him to tell her why. The question made Logan stop cooking; he walked round to where she was sitting and sat on the chair next to her. He looked her dead in the eyes before he spoke.

"Okay, I'm madly in love with Arrow and I need to find him" said Logan with a serious look on his face until he saw Helena's facial expression then he burst out laughing. Helena punched him in the arm once the joke had sunk in.

"But don't you want to just eat him up" laughed Logan.

"Not funny" said Helena trying hard to suppress her laughter, still wanting to know why he wants her help she asked again,

"Seriously, why do you want Arrow"

"Nothing major, I just need him to get back on the police force. I figured if I can hand Arrow; the wanted vigilante over, then they might give me my job back" replied Logan looking down at the floor. Helena reached for his hand and gave it a reassuring squeeze.

"Then we better make a plan" reassured Helena with a smile.

Helena snapped back into consciousness, after another dream of Logan which was beginning to become more frequent, as she could hear footsteps echoing through the metal door. She attempted to stand up and start walking towards the edge of the roof to find a way down as she was starting to feel less dizzy. She took each step carefully trying not to fall over as she was still wasn't quite steady on her feet; she would sway with every step. She finally reached the roof and looked over trying to spot a fire escape or ladder she could climb down but she didn't see one, so she decided to try the other sides of the roof. Helena started to walk to the next edge when all of a sudden the roof door swung open with a bang. Helena looked over to the door and saw a tall man standing in the doorway with a gun pointed at her, so she reached for her gun but her hand came up empty. The man stepped out of the doorway into the light and she realised who it was, there was no mistaking those enticing green eyes anywhere.

"Logan"