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Helena and Barbara arrived at the Penthouse laughing. Helena was fun when she was in a good mood. The brunette had surprised Barbara by picking her up at the school in a bike. The redhead had enjoyed the time spent with Helena, it had been like it used to be. The brunette had chosen a long way home and the sensation of being on a bike again had been fantastic; it felt so good driving at high speed between vehicles. The time seemed to fly.

Barbara hugged the brunette's waist and let her face rest on her back. It felt so good. She felt very happy to have Helena back. She had missed her a lot, she never imagined how much she would miss her. It had been really dark days and things were finally going well.

"Seriously" the brunette smiled, following her inside the penthouse "I think it will work."

"Don't say that."

"I would really appreciate it if you two could avoid stepping inside my living room with all that mud on your clothes." Alfred said from the hallway "I've just polished the floor."

Both women looked down. It seemed riding a bike in the rain could get a bit dirty.

"It was that hole I told you not to drive over."

"I thought it was small." Helena said removing her boots.

Barbara extended a bag to Alfred. "They're muffins. Could you please make some coffee?"

"Seems you two had fun." Alfred gave them a towel each.

"We were but it began to rain and well," Barbara smiled bending to remove her shoes "it caught us by surprise. How did you know we would be soaked?"

His eyes moved to one of the security cameras. "That and the fact that it began to rain in the city and you were delayed." He took the brunette's boots between his hands.

"It was just a ride but it was Barbara's idea to give a little tour before heading home." Helena hopped on one foot to remove her socks.

"I had forgotten how much fun it was to ride a bike in the rain." Barbara said.

"I suggest you take a warm shower while I prepare the coffee."

"Chocolate!" Helena's eyes sparkled.

"And chocolate too." Alfred said.

"Babs!"

Helena recognized the voice behind them immediately and the smile vanished from her face. What was Dick doing there?

"Hey Dick," the redhead greeted "What are you doing here? I didn't expect you."

"We were going to work today…"

"Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot."

Dick observed the two women covered in mud and wet with grass "What happened to you… two?"

"Riding a bike." Helena shrugged her shoulders. It was best to ignore him.

"Riding a bike? You know that's dangerous."

"You know we used to do it. It's fun and exciting." Barbara smiled removing the jacket and handing it to Alfred. "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I forgot our appointment,"

"I must insist - it's too risky."

Barbara chuckled "Don't be silly, we were out for just a couple of hours."

"Yes," Helena said removing her jacket too "I didn't drive more than 100 miles per hour."

The tall man looked incredulously at the redhead.

"True." Barbara said using the towel to dry herself "She drove at 95 miles per hour:"

"I insist that it is dangerous." Dick almost shouted, standing in front of the redhead. He was dead against the women going on crazy bike rides.

"Dick, it was our usual speed when we used to chase criminals" Barbara brushed her hair with her hands, the problem with helmets was that they always made a mess of your hair.

"She was absolutely safe, Master Dick." Alfred pointed out "Miss Helena always takes all the precautions needed. She, like you, is concerned for Miss Barbara's safety."

"Thanks Alfred." The redhead said, "You need to relax Dick, nothing happened and I had a great time."

"Do you want coffee, Master Dick?"

"No Alfred, thanks." The man rubbed the back of his head with his hand.

"We went to the hills and the view was fantastic." Helena added wrapping the towel behind her neck. "The city looks spectacular from there."

"Hills? The highway?" the tall man asked, looking at both women.

"No, that's boring, we took one of the roads that cross the hills, you know, soil…grass…" Helena clarified.

"And she drives very well," Barbara winked to the brunette "not as good as me, but good enough."

"Come on Dick," the brunette said "Barbara climbed walls, she chased and fought criminals with axes, guns, rockets, laser guns, bombs, grenades and now you say riding a bike is dangerous?"

"It was fun, Dick." Barbara put the towel over her shoulder "It was a good idea."

"It was a stupid idea."

Barbara's expression turned serious.

"I don't know how you can say you love Barbara when you put her life at risk." Dick pointed to Helena.

"Be careful." Helena growled, no one was going to point at her.

"Seems you lost more than you memory when Mystic attacked you. Did you also lose your mind?"

"Dick!" Barbara said trying to stop his words, but it was too late. The brunette threw the towel aside and stalked toward him.

"What's your fucking problem?" Helena growled.

"Seems you've forgotten that Barbara can't protect herself! Maybe before it was fun, but now it's madness! You know everything is different now, she is not Batgirl anymore, she is not…"

Helena was going to push him back but Barbara wheeled in front of her and rested her hand on her waist looking Dick.

"I know what I am Dick." The redhead said interrupting him. The redhead pinned him with angry deep green eyes. "My relationship with Helena is mine and what o do with her is my problem, not yours."

"Barbara…"

"I trust in Helena with my eyes closed. Maybe she can't remember but it doesn't change my feelings for her. I love her because she sees me as a complete woman, something that you never could do. I know my limitations and I fight against them every day. You don't need to point them out to me. Now, if you'll excuse me, I must take a shower and later, I want to be alone." She wheeled back and turned toward her room.

"Barbara…." He said her.

The redhead disappeared down the hallway.

Helena was still looking at the redhead go, she had said something really nice about her.

"You acted irresponsibly!" Dick turned to the brunette, angry

"It's our fucking life, not yours!" Helena snatched up her towel angrily. This moron had screwed up a good moment.

"Sure." he shouted "You say you love her but you don't feel anything for her now. You forgot your love for her! How can you say you love her?"

"Fucking bastard…" The brunette clenched her jaw and pressed her fist into balls glaring to him. She could either kill him or kill him, any of those options were good.

"Master Dick." Alfred moved between them knowing a fight could start soon "I think it's time you to leave, Miss Barbara will be very angry if you two fight here.."

Dick turned away angrily.

"Miss Helena," the gentle butler turned to the young woman "Why don't you go to take a shower? You are soaked and it was freezing outside."

Helena stared at Dick. Alfred was trying to avoid a fight that could piss Barbara off even more. Dick disappeared behind the elevator doors. She lowered her head.

"He is right…" the brunette mumbled.

"Excuse me?" Alfred asked.

"I forgot my love for her. How much can you really love someone when that feeling is gone? When you forget how to love that person'"

Alfred chuckled. "I don't think you forgot your love for Miss Barbara. I think you are afraid to look for it inside you."

"How can you be sure?"

"The only one who knows the answer is you. Now go have a shower before you catch a cold."

She nodded and walked toward her room, not saying a word.

Barbara sipped her warm cup of coffee and bit into her muffin. She closed her eyes, enjoying the taste of it. She was alone in the kitchen of her penthouse, wearing just her robe after taking a warm, long and pleasant shower. She was not in the mood to work, she felt so relaxed.

She had enjoyed the evening, it had been a really wonderful ride; she could still feel the cold, the wind, the speed. She remembered her nights patrolling the city covered by the night.

She loved that sensation of freedom. She loved feeling Helena's warmth, she loved the sensation of her skin against her fingers.

She closed her eyes and remembered the way she used to kiss her, her soft lips against hers. Her tender touch.

She smiled and opened her eyes.

"If you just keep standing there, I'll eat all the muffins." she said.

"No way, you couldn't hear me." Helena scratched her head.

"No, but I can feel you."

After 'Captain Asshat' had screwed the nice day they had shared, Helena took a shower and lay on her bed watching TV thinking. She couldn't stop thinking about Barbara..

She wanted to see the redhead, talk with her. She was thinking about that when her sensitive nose detected the smell of warm chocolate.

It smelled fantastic. Thinking Alfred was around, she stepped into the kitchen and found Barbara there, and the sight of the other woman kept her standing there, just looking at her. She felt at home every time Barbara was close, she felt safe, she felt complete. She was wondering about that when Barbara spoke to her.

How could she "feel" her?

Barbara took the jar from the table and filled a cup with warm chocolate "I was waiting for you."
"Waiting for me?" Helena sat next to the redhead, happily surprised at her comment.

"I knew the smell of chocolate would bring you here," Barbara gave her the cup "I was just wondering when."

"Is this the bait to bring me here?" Helena narrowed her eyes smiling.

Barbara kept thinking a brief second, taking her cup of coffee between her fingers. "Yes." She nodded amused "And it worked." She offered the plate of muffins to the brunette.

Helena chuckled and took a muffin off the plate at the center of the table and bit it. "This looks good."
"It's good." Barbara said, biting a piece of her muffin. She put her index finger over her mouth to prevent a small piece from falling onto the table.

"Mmmm." Helena tasted the cake "This is really good."

"Thanks so much for the ride, it was fantastic." Barbara smiled.

"We must do it again." Helena tasted her chocolate, she licked her lips, she really was enjoying the chocolate. She loved milk and when it was mixed with chocolate, it tasted like heaven to her.

"We will." Barbara rested her hand on her chin observing the brunette,

"Really?"

"We used to do it before, we can keep doing it. Why not?""
"Wow. That's cool. I enjoyed the ride a lot too. Thanks for trusting in me that much." Helena said, remembering what Barbara had said to Dick.

"I trust you with my life" The redhead said.

"Me too."

"You are the only one for me, Helena."

Helena fixed her eyes on the redhead and stopped biting the muffin inside her mouth.

"You have no idea how much I miss you." Barbara whispered, lowering her head "I miss feeling you close to me, hugging me. It's so hard having you so close and not being able to touch you. You are my life, my everything. I wish…I wish you would come back to me."

Helena kept still, just staring at her.

"I'm sorry, I just…" Barbara moved her head "…I love you. You can't blame me for feeling like this, right?"

Helena swallowed the muffin in her mouth..

"I'm sorry." Barbara pinched the bridge of her nose and moved her hand to move her chair back.

"Don't go." Helena asked, moving her hand over the red head's.

"You must think I'm an idiot."

"I never will think that of you."

Blue eyes fixed on green. Helena felt trapped under those wonderful emerald eyes. She felt butterflies in her stomach and realized then how truly beautiful Barbara was. Well, she knew she was beautiful but this time was different, it was as if her face was glowing.

Her eyes dropped to her red lips, and she felt her mouth go dry. What would it be like to kiss her? How would it feel?

Barbara held her breath.

They looked at each other in silence, it was as if they were trapped by a magic spell. Helena suddenly felt everything around her vanish, nothing existed except her and Barbara.

She moved forward slowly.

The sound of the elevator doors opening broke the moment. Helena moved past Barbara and took a muffin off the plate next to her.

"It is good." She said.

"Yes, yes…" Barbara nodded.

"Hey." Dinah said smiling "How was your day?"

"Great until 'Captain Asshat' appeared." Helena sighed.

"Hel." Barbara said.

"He always appears at the wrong moment."

"That's part of his charm:" Helena said.

"He is a good man, he just doesn't understand women." The cyber genius said, circling her index finger around the rim of her coffee mug.

"Barbara, may I use the Hummer tonight?" Dinah asked.

"Ladies night?" the redhead asked smiling.

"Yes."

"Sure. Just be careful"

"Great! Dinah hugged the redhead "Thanks so much!"

"You never gave me the Hummer that easily." Helena crossed her arms over the table.

"Good, I see your memory is coming back." The redhead said.

"I never forgot that."

"See you tomorrow." Dinah waved her hand and ran toward the elevator.

Both women looked at her go. Barbara sipped a bit more of her coffee. But she was sure she needed something stronger, maybe a whisky.

"Don't listen to that moron." Helena said

"Don't call him that." Barbara looked at the brunette. Despite everything, Dick had always been good to her and a good friend.

"All right, but it doesn't change the fact he still is a moron."

"Hel… he is human."

"Being human doesn't equal being stupid. No one has the right to make you feel less than who you are." The dark haired woman looked her with a soft expression "You are an incredible human being, you're worth so much. It really makes me angry that he can't see how marvelous you are."

"I can't blame him. He is worried for me..."

"Then he doesn't love you." Helena interrupted her. "Barbara, if he can only see what's on the outside and think that it limits your life and what you are, he doesn't know you, he doesn't love you."

Barbara kept silent, staring at the muffin on her hand. She took a few moments before she turned her eyes toward the brunette. Was her memory coming back? What was inside her mind?

"I don't want to talk about him tonight, or about me. I'm tired now." Barbara said "Can we talk… about any other silly thing?"

Helena's smile turned wide and open. "How about buying me a new bike?"

"You have a bike."
"Not the Harley Davison I want."

"Forget it."

"What about that black bike at the Man…" Helena crossed her arms over the table.

"Don't even think about 's my bike." Barbara interrupted her.

"Come on Barbara."
"You can play with any bike in the manor, except that one. You know the rules."

"Who wrote those rules?"

"Me."

"That is not democratic."

"I never said it was."

The redhead chuckled. One way or another, Helena always helped her to relax.

They sat there talking for a long time about nothing and everything, just sharing and enjoying each other's company.

"Barbara checked her watch, the time was flying with Helena at her side. It was almost 3 am. Ups, she needed awake early to go to school.

Suddenly the redhead stopped her wheelchair and she turned, moving to Helena.

"Hel?"

"Yes?"

Barbara raised her hand and crooked her index finger indicating to Helena to bend closer. The brunette complied, looking at her.

The redhead grabbed the brunette's neck and pulled her against her, not giving her time to react. She stole a kiss - it was fierce, possessive, intense.

Barbara moved back fixing emerald eyes on the stunned young woman.

"Don't think I'm quitting on you." She whispered, licking her lips.

She slowly turned and wheeled toward her room, leaving the brunette standing there with a dumb expression

Huntress kicked the tall man. He fell heavily to the ground. Barbara had finally relented and let her go for sweeps. She needed this. She had missed the sensation of cold air on her face, the smell of the old buildings surrounding her, a good fight.

Another man grabbed her by her back, wrapping an arm around her neck and she pushed herself back hitting a brick wall, the man gasped and fell to the floor.

She kicked a blond tall man that tried to attack her. She gazed toward Dinah, the girl was really doing an excellent job fighting. They had surprised a gang of bad guys robbing a bike store.

She saw two men charging her, she grinned, this will be a piece of cake.

Suddenly a sharp pain lanced through her head, she groaned and cupped her hand to her head.

It was just the distraction they needed.

One of the thieves who was black, bald and seemed to be made entirely of muscles, punched her hard on her ribs. She bent over and felt another blow on the side of her head that made her step back. She reacted and kicked the muscle man back but the pain in her head was slowing her down. She hit another blonde man who was trying to punch her but someone jumped on her back and threw her to the floor.

The brunette pushed him back with her feet and tried to stand up when another sharp pain shot through her head. She didn't know what hurt more - , the pain in her head or the foot hitting her side.

Dinah turned and noticed Huntress was in trouble, those thugs were doing a number on her. She was on the floor with four of those criminals surrounding her. She used her TK to push a trash container against them at the same time as she ran toward the brunette and used her TK power to push all them away from her friend.

"Move Huntress!" she shouted.

The brunette rolled to the side and curled against a wall.

The men, realising that the police could arrive soon, ran toward their escape vehicle.

Dinah let them go, she ran toward Huntress to help her.

Huntress was kneeling on the floor trying to stand up.

"Are you okay?" Dinah asked bending.

"I don't think so." The brunette winced; she had a nasty cut on her lower lip. She was crouched on her knees holding her side, her side felt it was on fire. "Crap."

"Let me help you." The blonde took her arm and put it around her neck. "What happened? You were fighting so well."

Huntress growled and fell on her knees again, feeling another sharp pain in her head. Dinah tried to hold her. "Huntress? Are you okay?"

What's going on, Dinah?

The teen checked her friend lying on the floor. "Huntress?"

"Dinah?"

"She is unconscious, Oracle."

TBC