Title: Gumshoe and everything else
Author: Me
Disclaimer: Not mines
Note: I know the stories are short, I can't help it.
Pairing: Dinah/Helena
I'm pretty sure it's obvious that I'm not paying any attention to anything Barbara is saying...They just haven't noticed yet. I'm far too proud of myself and the fact that I just figured out the small clue that cracked open the new case. Not to mention, she's currently leaning over my shoulder, hand placed firmly on my armrest, reading the words on the screen with me. I think she's about to say something, but realize that she's actually murmuring while reading. Minty. Green mint toothpaste. She sucks in a short breath then sighs. I take it that she's done reading but for some reason she's still not moving. I feel a shift and she moves back to let Oracle take a look. My eyes are still fixated on the screen like I'm waiting for it to do a trick. Barbara says something about our latest big bad and since I'm not really in the position to say anything coherent, I just nod and she leaves. I'm about to let go of the breath that I've been holding when I realize that Helena is still in the room. And I'm still liable to make an ass of myself. I start to make some excuse to leave the room, but she cuts me off.
"What's up with you?" I can hear that it came out a little sharper than she intended, so she quickly follows up with, "You seem a little spaced, so I just wanted to make sure you're ok."
Stumbling with my words, I manage a, "No no, I'm just - ah - tired. Yeah. Gotta give the upandcoming psychic a break you know?" I chuckle, trying to hide my nervousness, but fail miserably.
"Right, ookay...If you need anything you can tell me you know that right?" I mumble a 'yeah' and she's off.
Sighing deeply, I try to undo the knot that formed between my brain and the rest of my body, hoping that my heart that has jumped into my throat will fall back into place.
Author: Me
Disclaimer: Not mines
Note: I know the stories are short, I can't help it.
Pairing: Dinah/Helena
I'm pretty sure it's obvious that I'm not paying any attention to anything Barbara is saying...They just haven't noticed yet. I'm far too proud of myself and the fact that I just figured out the small clue that cracked open the new case. Not to mention, she's currently leaning over my shoulder, hand placed firmly on my armrest, reading the words on the screen with me. I think she's about to say something, but realize that she's actually murmuring while reading. Minty. Green mint toothpaste. She sucks in a short breath then sighs. I take it that she's done reading but for some reason she's still not moving. I feel a shift and she moves back to let Oracle take a look. My eyes are still fixated on the screen like I'm waiting for it to do a trick. Barbara says something about our latest big bad and since I'm not really in the position to say anything coherent, I just nod and she leaves. I'm about to let go of the breath that I've been holding when I realize that Helena is still in the room. And I'm still liable to make an ass of myself. I start to make some excuse to leave the room, but she cuts me off.
"What's up with you?" I can hear that it came out a little sharper than she intended, so she quickly follows up with, "You seem a little spaced, so I just wanted to make sure you're ok."
Stumbling with my words, I manage a, "No no, I'm just - ah - tired. Yeah. Gotta give the upandcoming psychic a break you know?" I chuckle, trying to hide my nervousness, but fail miserably.
"Right, ookay...If you need anything you can tell me you know that right?" I mumble a 'yeah' and she's off.
Sighing deeply, I try to undo the knot that formed between my brain and the rest of my body, hoping that my heart that has jumped into my throat will fall back into place.