CHAPTER 8
Gibson walked along side with Danielle on the way back to her apartment. "So, this is a typical day for you ladies?" Gibson smiled.
"Well, seldom are our days ever normal," Danielle laughed.
"So much excitement going on in New Gotham, how could I have ever desired to leave it."
"So does that mean you plan to stay awhile?" Danielle looked at him with hope in her eyes.
"I can think of a few reasons to stay for a little while," Gibson said, as they stepped up to her door. They found each other lost into the other's gaze. Before either of them knew it, they leaned forward and their lips met. Their first kiss was short, but very enjoyable.
"I need to get ready to go to work," Danielle replied. "I'll talk to you tomorrow, and we can discuss your help at the bar."
"Have a good night," Gibson said as he stood there and watched as she opened the door stepped in. Their eyes locked once more until she closed the door in front of her.
* * * *
Gibson returned to the clock tower while Helena and Barbara were talking strategy for how to deal with Dinah. "We need to wear these neural patches to prevent them from attacking our minds telepathically."
It was Helena who noticed Gibson returning from his walk with Danielle. "Did you guys make it to her house without any hassle?"
"Uh…of course!" he replied, his mind still on the kiss. "She's getting ready to open the bar tonight."
"She did take a pair of the neural pads just in case?" Barbara asked.
"Yes, she has a pair. I have a pair too." Gibson replied.
"Excellent," Barbara replied. "If I know Dinah, she will come here to confront us. I don't think she would go to the Dark Horse Bar to try to take out Danielle, she's not thinking as a villain, because still deep down inside of her, she is good. She's thinking as hurt little girl. So we know this voodoo witch has not corrupted her totally. We can still reach her."
* * * *
Dinah sat on an old coach where stuffing was partially pulled out of. Depression had washed over her since she returned to this run down apartment. She did not know why she felt so depressed.
"What's the matter, young child?" Madam Kaliea said, sitting next to her on her run down couch.
"I don't know. I don't know why I'm so depressed," Dinah replied. "I guess I feel so empty without my friends," Dinah replied.
Her spell must be wearing off, but how? She must be stronger than she had let on. No matter, just a little more of her special dust and she will be hers again. "These are the same friends that betrayed you, young Dinah, remember?" She place a hand on her shoulder, sprinkling a little of her magic dust on Dinah.
"Maybe you're right. They were never my friends," Dinah suddenly perked up as her magic instantly took hold on her.
"What would make you feel better right now? Whatever it is, let's do it!"
"Going over to the clock tower and kicking their ass would make me feel much better," Dinah grinned.
"Then, let's do it!"
* * * *
Gibson had left the clock tower to hang out at the bar. The bar would be a safe place if Dinah decided to pay them a visit. Barbara did not want him to be around when the fists and feet went flying.
"What makes you think Dinah is going to come tonight?" Helena asked.
"After today's stir up with Dinah and Gibson, I think we are fresh on her mind. That witch doctor will probably stir her emotions up to get her to come here and finish the job she started at the bank this afternoon. We must be careful, Helena. Her new powers are just developing. She is a lot stronger than she was before."
"You worry too much. I think I can handle Dinah," Helena replied.
"Well, here's your chance to prove that!" A voice came from the front door. Dinah was standing there, with Madam Kaliea behind her. There was black under her eyes as she eyed them with extreme hatred.
Gibson walked along side with Danielle on the way back to her apartment. "So, this is a typical day for you ladies?" Gibson smiled.
"Well, seldom are our days ever normal," Danielle laughed.
"So much excitement going on in New Gotham, how could I have ever desired to leave it."
"So does that mean you plan to stay awhile?" Danielle looked at him with hope in her eyes.
"I can think of a few reasons to stay for a little while," Gibson said, as they stepped up to her door. They found each other lost into the other's gaze. Before either of them knew it, they leaned forward and their lips met. Their first kiss was short, but very enjoyable.
"I need to get ready to go to work," Danielle replied. "I'll talk to you tomorrow, and we can discuss your help at the bar."
"Have a good night," Gibson said as he stood there and watched as she opened the door stepped in. Their eyes locked once more until she closed the door in front of her.
* * * *
Gibson returned to the clock tower while Helena and Barbara were talking strategy for how to deal with Dinah. "We need to wear these neural patches to prevent them from attacking our minds telepathically."
It was Helena who noticed Gibson returning from his walk with Danielle. "Did you guys make it to her house without any hassle?"
"Uh…of course!" he replied, his mind still on the kiss. "She's getting ready to open the bar tonight."
"She did take a pair of the neural pads just in case?" Barbara asked.
"Yes, she has a pair. I have a pair too." Gibson replied.
"Excellent," Barbara replied. "If I know Dinah, she will come here to confront us. I don't think she would go to the Dark Horse Bar to try to take out Danielle, she's not thinking as a villain, because still deep down inside of her, she is good. She's thinking as hurt little girl. So we know this voodoo witch has not corrupted her totally. We can still reach her."
* * * *
Dinah sat on an old coach where stuffing was partially pulled out of. Depression had washed over her since she returned to this run down apartment. She did not know why she felt so depressed.
"What's the matter, young child?" Madam Kaliea said, sitting next to her on her run down couch.
"I don't know. I don't know why I'm so depressed," Dinah replied. "I guess I feel so empty without my friends," Dinah replied.
Her spell must be wearing off, but how? She must be stronger than she had let on. No matter, just a little more of her special dust and she will be hers again. "These are the same friends that betrayed you, young Dinah, remember?" She place a hand on her shoulder, sprinkling a little of her magic dust on Dinah.
"Maybe you're right. They were never my friends," Dinah suddenly perked up as her magic instantly took hold on her.
"What would make you feel better right now? Whatever it is, let's do it!"
"Going over to the clock tower and kicking their ass would make me feel much better," Dinah grinned.
"Then, let's do it!"
* * * *
Gibson had left the clock tower to hang out at the bar. The bar would be a safe place if Dinah decided to pay them a visit. Barbara did not want him to be around when the fists and feet went flying.
"What makes you think Dinah is going to come tonight?" Helena asked.
"After today's stir up with Dinah and Gibson, I think we are fresh on her mind. That witch doctor will probably stir her emotions up to get her to come here and finish the job she started at the bank this afternoon. We must be careful, Helena. Her new powers are just developing. She is a lot stronger than she was before."
"You worry too much. I think I can handle Dinah," Helena replied.
"Well, here's your chance to prove that!" A voice came from the front door. Dinah was standing there, with Madam Kaliea behind her. There was black under her eyes as she eyed them with extreme hatred.
