It was a cloudy day. The cemetery was empty. Barbara was seated in her
wheelchair on the sidewalk, next to the Hummer. Her look was lost in the
graveyards. It was hard to be there, but she needed be there. She never
could say goodbye to her friend, well, she would never have expected that
she would be murdered in that way. A tear fell from her eye. She missed
her.
Barbara knew now that she was not just a woman in a wheelchair. She had learned to discover that a person in a wheelchair was as normal as anyone. Sometimes she had been asking to her self if she could survive all the hard success in the last months. And she knew she could, all depended on her, no one else. She could keep going, with out limits
She knew she had to continue not just for her sake but also for her protégée, her dear Helena. She had grown in the last year both mentally and physically. Barbara watched the eighteen year old walking slowly up to her in a long black coat. The desire to wear black clothes showed that she really was the daughter of the lord of the night and the thief of darkness, Catwoman. Helena stood in front of her and smiled.
"You ready?" Barbara asked.
"Mom has been gone for two years." The teen said, "Exactly two years ago today."
Barbara took her hand. "I know."
"I can't believe how much my life changed in one second. I felt alone many times, I watched my world crumble around me. I lost the most important part of my life and I'll never be able to recover it."
Helena kept silence for a few seconds. "I never could fight against my pain, my anger and my sadness alone. I was able to deal with it because you were there." Barbara squeezed gently her hand. "I told you once that I couldn't let you in because I just let in the people that I love. I didn't want to love anyone else because it hurts so much when you lose them but." Helena looked at Barbara her eyes brimming with tears. "You are in, you are, and you know it. Maybe I didn't want to accept that but you are in because I love you. I love you so much." Helena hugged Barbara tightly.
"I love you too." She said returning the hug with equal fervor.
"Don't leave me."
"I'll promise I'll try, I will always be there for you."
That day, they opened up totally to each other. That day her bond with Helena turned unbreakable. Barbara took a deep breath and smiled remembering that afternoon. She was in the Med Lab in the Clock Tower, sitting next to the bed where a sleeping Helena was resting, recovering from her wound.
She had lost consciousness when Dinah arrived. With a great deal of effort Dinah got both of them out of Arkham. Helena had been unconscious for more than 24 hours. The brunette opened her eyes slowly, moving her head. She recognized the room, the equipment, the computers, and that awful "beep" sound. Oh God, how she hated that sound, but at this moment it felt as the safest and warmest place in the world. She gazed to her right and found Barbara's smile. She weakly smiled back.
"Are you okay?" Helena mumbled.
"Excellent."
"He shot you."
"Was a glancing blow. The transponder took the brunt of it."
"How many days have I.?" Helena asked.
"Just one, not much."
Helena tried to move but her stomach protested. She gasped in pain.
"Lie still. You were badly injured." Barbara gently pushed her back against the pillow.
"I can barely remember. Jean-Paul told me that he was Joker's son. We fought then he pushed me and." Helena tried to remember but her mind was still foggy. She rubbed the bridge of her nose with her fingers. ".I don't know."
"You fell from a high building. It was a miracle that you survived. The blow to your head resulted in Traumatic Amnesia. He took advantage of your memory loss. Instead he decided not kill you and use you as his partner. Harley gave him all your history."
"Oh, Barbara your life was in danger again because of me."
"Wasn't your fault," Barbara gave her an encouraging smile "I promised to myself that I would never leave you alone. If I had to search the four corners of the world to find you I would do so with my last dying death. Be sure of that."
Helena took her hand and squeezed. "Thanks Barbara. I'll do the same for you."
"Yes, I know" she winked at her "No one else can stand you as I can."
Helena laughed lightly. She pondered her next words before saiding "I helped them... How would you have helped me regain my memory?"
"Medication or a strong impression could restore memory loss. Something triggered in your mind right before you could shoot me. Turns out that Jean- Paul was another genetic experiment of Harley's but a step above Guy. He was programmed to kill me in the first place, but you got caught in the middle when that night u helped Dinah and him. The guys that tried to kidnap him were from the Secret Police. He is in jail now. We let him in Arkham so when the police found him thought he tried to help Harley to escape, and in a way that is true."
Helena stared at the ceiling and took a deep breath "Harley got to me again? I don't remember, I was so confused. I was lost between images and images."
Barbara felt the sadness in her question "No, she didn't. She tried to take the opportunity to try to control you but you knew deep down inside that something was wrong. Your mind was fighting to remember."
"Who shot me?"
"You and Jean-Paul were fighting for the gun, it went off and hit you in the stomach," Barbara carefully took pulled down the blankets so that Helena could examine the bandage. The girl raised her head a few inches to see. "Lucky for you it was a low calibre. The gun he gave to you to kill me used high calibre bullets. The bullet nicked your intestine, but you will be okay. It's time to change your bandage."
"Barbara. Was I at Wayne Manor?" Helena stared at the ceiling again.
"Yes, you were there." Barbara began to remove the bandage.
"Why?"
"I don't know. Maybe you was looking for something inside you, and your steps took you there."
"I hate that place."
"The mind is complicated thing Helena." Barbara took a gauze to clean the wound "We never know how it will react."
"Helena! You are awake!" Dinah entered the room smiling "I'm on time?"
Helena saw a dark bruise in Dinah's eye remembering that she had decked her, "Oh Dinah, I'm sorry" she mumbled.
"Don't worry Helena, you didn't know who you were. Barbara!" Dinah admonished her. "You're suppose to be resting, let me do it." Dinah took the bandages away from Barbara's unresisting hands.
"Okay." Barbara wheeled back and moved to the other side of the bed while Dinah cleaned the wound.
"Wow!" Huntress mumbled feeling her wound throbbing "Hurts Barbara."
"I know," Barbara opened a small bottle with pills that were sitting on the night table and gave her a glass of water. "Don't worry, take this."
"Thanks.How many days was I . lost" she swallowed the pills.
"Almost three weeks."
"What?" Helena spat water and coughed.
Dinah held her. "Be careful you will make it worse."
"Three weeks?" Helena rested again her head in the pillow. "Damn! What I did in all that time?"
"Well, you stole the safety box from five casinos." Dinah said. wound
Helena was speachless.
"And two banks..." Dinah counted on her fingers.
"And the guards." Barbara looked over Dinah's work. Helena looked from Barbara to Dinah.
"Oh yea, seven guards knocked out and two with cracked skulls." Dinah finished cleaning the wound and taped it with a gauze.
"Don't forget tell her how much was." Barbara raised an eyebrow watching Dinah's hands moving.
Helena tried to say something, but before she could said a word Dinah interrupted. "Almost 11 million dollars."
"What?" Helena asked scared to Barbara. "Is that true?"
"No" Barbara looked her "It was closer to 13 million."
Helena's face turned pale.
"I'm going to put the bandage" Dinah said "Raise a few your waist please Helena."
"I stole all that money?" Helena obeyed and swallowed hard.
"It is good to have you on our side." Dinah began to bandage her "You are a real pain in the ass as a thief."
"Oh God, I can't believe it." Helena mumbled.
"I still can't figure out you managed it all alone." Dinah said.
"Where is the money?" Helena asked Barbara worried.
"We found it still complete in Jean-Paul's house" Barbara explained "and we gave it back to the police. Reese help us to did that and to clean Harley's cell of your blood before somebody came in. I called him before going to Arkham after you."
"All done Hel." Dinah helped her to put her back again in the mattress.
"Thanks Dinah."
The blond girl covered her again with the blankets and looked Barbara. "Now is your turn."
"Excuse me?" Barbara asked.
"Remember you were shot too and it's time to clean yours. I know that yours wasn't deep but still you should be resting."
"Cool!" Helena laughed.
"Dinah.." Barbara pointed her.
The blond girl crossed her arms and glared her. "You told me just a few minutes, and that was an hour ago."
"Mother Dinah is right" Helena teased Barbara. "Want to rest here with me? We can watch a boring picture, and later look the boring ceiling until the boring day is finished."
"That sounds interesting. "Dinah smiled.
"Dinah I need to monitor Delphi." Barbara said.
"That sounds like an excuse to me." Alfred walked inside the room with a tray with meal. "Time of lunch miss Helena."
"Alfred!" Barbara protested.
"Is it something good? A peanut butter sandwich?" the eyes of Helena shining.
"No, a delicious Jell-O" Alfred gave her the dessert.
"Are you joking?" Helena took the plate and looked the small piece of Jell- O. "I'm hungry."
"May I remind you that your wound is to your stomach and that you need wait until your wound is healed?" Alfred smiled.
Helena glared at Barbara. "Do something. Alfred follows your orders."
"Sorry, you can't eat solid foods for at least the next 4 days." The redhead raised her hand noticing furious look. "Well. Dinah. I guess. you are right, I need rest."
"Yea." Dinah stepped back and took the tray, Helena looked like she was ready to burst. "And I need to tend to your wound."
"Hel rest, I'll see you later." Barbara wheeled outside the room in hurry followed by Dinah.
Helena watched them flee then looked again at the plate in her hands. Alfred was stood in the middle of the room. She took a piece of Jell-O with her fingers and put it in her mouth, tasted it, and smiled to the old man.
"Hey! This tastes like peanut butter!" she said.
"I knew you would like it." Alfred said feeling proud of himself. " It was a difficult flavour to locate."
"You are the best Alfred!" Helena took the spoon and began to eat the Jell- O.
"I know Miss Helena, I know."
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I promise my next fic would be better than this one..
Barbara knew now that she was not just a woman in a wheelchair. She had learned to discover that a person in a wheelchair was as normal as anyone. Sometimes she had been asking to her self if she could survive all the hard success in the last months. And she knew she could, all depended on her, no one else. She could keep going, with out limits
She knew she had to continue not just for her sake but also for her protégée, her dear Helena. She had grown in the last year both mentally and physically. Barbara watched the eighteen year old walking slowly up to her in a long black coat. The desire to wear black clothes showed that she really was the daughter of the lord of the night and the thief of darkness, Catwoman. Helena stood in front of her and smiled.
"You ready?" Barbara asked.
"Mom has been gone for two years." The teen said, "Exactly two years ago today."
Barbara took her hand. "I know."
"I can't believe how much my life changed in one second. I felt alone many times, I watched my world crumble around me. I lost the most important part of my life and I'll never be able to recover it."
Helena kept silence for a few seconds. "I never could fight against my pain, my anger and my sadness alone. I was able to deal with it because you were there." Barbara squeezed gently her hand. "I told you once that I couldn't let you in because I just let in the people that I love. I didn't want to love anyone else because it hurts so much when you lose them but." Helena looked at Barbara her eyes brimming with tears. "You are in, you are, and you know it. Maybe I didn't want to accept that but you are in because I love you. I love you so much." Helena hugged Barbara tightly.
"I love you too." She said returning the hug with equal fervor.
"Don't leave me."
"I'll promise I'll try, I will always be there for you."
That day, they opened up totally to each other. That day her bond with Helena turned unbreakable. Barbara took a deep breath and smiled remembering that afternoon. She was in the Med Lab in the Clock Tower, sitting next to the bed where a sleeping Helena was resting, recovering from her wound.
She had lost consciousness when Dinah arrived. With a great deal of effort Dinah got both of them out of Arkham. Helena had been unconscious for more than 24 hours. The brunette opened her eyes slowly, moving her head. She recognized the room, the equipment, the computers, and that awful "beep" sound. Oh God, how she hated that sound, but at this moment it felt as the safest and warmest place in the world. She gazed to her right and found Barbara's smile. She weakly smiled back.
"Are you okay?" Helena mumbled.
"Excellent."
"He shot you."
"Was a glancing blow. The transponder took the brunt of it."
"How many days have I.?" Helena asked.
"Just one, not much."
Helena tried to move but her stomach protested. She gasped in pain.
"Lie still. You were badly injured." Barbara gently pushed her back against the pillow.
"I can barely remember. Jean-Paul told me that he was Joker's son. We fought then he pushed me and." Helena tried to remember but her mind was still foggy. She rubbed the bridge of her nose with her fingers. ".I don't know."
"You fell from a high building. It was a miracle that you survived. The blow to your head resulted in Traumatic Amnesia. He took advantage of your memory loss. Instead he decided not kill you and use you as his partner. Harley gave him all your history."
"Oh, Barbara your life was in danger again because of me."
"Wasn't your fault," Barbara gave her an encouraging smile "I promised to myself that I would never leave you alone. If I had to search the four corners of the world to find you I would do so with my last dying death. Be sure of that."
Helena took her hand and squeezed. "Thanks Barbara. I'll do the same for you."
"Yes, I know" she winked at her "No one else can stand you as I can."
Helena laughed lightly. She pondered her next words before saiding "I helped them... How would you have helped me regain my memory?"
"Medication or a strong impression could restore memory loss. Something triggered in your mind right before you could shoot me. Turns out that Jean- Paul was another genetic experiment of Harley's but a step above Guy. He was programmed to kill me in the first place, but you got caught in the middle when that night u helped Dinah and him. The guys that tried to kidnap him were from the Secret Police. He is in jail now. We let him in Arkham so when the police found him thought he tried to help Harley to escape, and in a way that is true."
Helena stared at the ceiling and took a deep breath "Harley got to me again? I don't remember, I was so confused. I was lost between images and images."
Barbara felt the sadness in her question "No, she didn't. She tried to take the opportunity to try to control you but you knew deep down inside that something was wrong. Your mind was fighting to remember."
"Who shot me?"
"You and Jean-Paul were fighting for the gun, it went off and hit you in the stomach," Barbara carefully took pulled down the blankets so that Helena could examine the bandage. The girl raised her head a few inches to see. "Lucky for you it was a low calibre. The gun he gave to you to kill me used high calibre bullets. The bullet nicked your intestine, but you will be okay. It's time to change your bandage."
"Barbara. Was I at Wayne Manor?" Helena stared at the ceiling again.
"Yes, you were there." Barbara began to remove the bandage.
"Why?"
"I don't know. Maybe you was looking for something inside you, and your steps took you there."
"I hate that place."
"The mind is complicated thing Helena." Barbara took a gauze to clean the wound "We never know how it will react."
"Helena! You are awake!" Dinah entered the room smiling "I'm on time?"
Helena saw a dark bruise in Dinah's eye remembering that she had decked her, "Oh Dinah, I'm sorry" she mumbled.
"Don't worry Helena, you didn't know who you were. Barbara!" Dinah admonished her. "You're suppose to be resting, let me do it." Dinah took the bandages away from Barbara's unresisting hands.
"Okay." Barbara wheeled back and moved to the other side of the bed while Dinah cleaned the wound.
"Wow!" Huntress mumbled feeling her wound throbbing "Hurts Barbara."
"I know," Barbara opened a small bottle with pills that were sitting on the night table and gave her a glass of water. "Don't worry, take this."
"Thanks.How many days was I . lost" she swallowed the pills.
"Almost three weeks."
"What?" Helena spat water and coughed.
Dinah held her. "Be careful you will make it worse."
"Three weeks?" Helena rested again her head in the pillow. "Damn! What I did in all that time?"
"Well, you stole the safety box from five casinos." Dinah said. wound
Helena was speachless.
"And two banks..." Dinah counted on her fingers.
"And the guards." Barbara looked over Dinah's work. Helena looked from Barbara to Dinah.
"Oh yea, seven guards knocked out and two with cracked skulls." Dinah finished cleaning the wound and taped it with a gauze.
"Don't forget tell her how much was." Barbara raised an eyebrow watching Dinah's hands moving.
Helena tried to say something, but before she could said a word Dinah interrupted. "Almost 11 million dollars."
"What?" Helena asked scared to Barbara. "Is that true?"
"No" Barbara looked her "It was closer to 13 million."
Helena's face turned pale.
"I'm going to put the bandage" Dinah said "Raise a few your waist please Helena."
"I stole all that money?" Helena obeyed and swallowed hard.
"It is good to have you on our side." Dinah began to bandage her "You are a real pain in the ass as a thief."
"Oh God, I can't believe it." Helena mumbled.
"I still can't figure out you managed it all alone." Dinah said.
"Where is the money?" Helena asked Barbara worried.
"We found it still complete in Jean-Paul's house" Barbara explained "and we gave it back to the police. Reese help us to did that and to clean Harley's cell of your blood before somebody came in. I called him before going to Arkham after you."
"All done Hel." Dinah helped her to put her back again in the mattress.
"Thanks Dinah."
The blond girl covered her again with the blankets and looked Barbara. "Now is your turn."
"Excuse me?" Barbara asked.
"Remember you were shot too and it's time to clean yours. I know that yours wasn't deep but still you should be resting."
"Cool!" Helena laughed.
"Dinah.." Barbara pointed her.
The blond girl crossed her arms and glared her. "You told me just a few minutes, and that was an hour ago."
"Mother Dinah is right" Helena teased Barbara. "Want to rest here with me? We can watch a boring picture, and later look the boring ceiling until the boring day is finished."
"That sounds interesting. "Dinah smiled.
"Dinah I need to monitor Delphi." Barbara said.
"That sounds like an excuse to me." Alfred walked inside the room with a tray with meal. "Time of lunch miss Helena."
"Alfred!" Barbara protested.
"Is it something good? A peanut butter sandwich?" the eyes of Helena shining.
"No, a delicious Jell-O" Alfred gave her the dessert.
"Are you joking?" Helena took the plate and looked the small piece of Jell- O. "I'm hungry."
"May I remind you that your wound is to your stomach and that you need wait until your wound is healed?" Alfred smiled.
Helena glared at Barbara. "Do something. Alfred follows your orders."
"Sorry, you can't eat solid foods for at least the next 4 days." The redhead raised her hand noticing furious look. "Well. Dinah. I guess. you are right, I need rest."
"Yea." Dinah stepped back and took the tray, Helena looked like she was ready to burst. "And I need to tend to your wound."
"Hel rest, I'll see you later." Barbara wheeled outside the room in hurry followed by Dinah.
Helena watched them flee then looked again at the plate in her hands. Alfred was stood in the middle of the room. She took a piece of Jell-O with her fingers and put it in her mouth, tasted it, and smiled to the old man.
"Hey! This tastes like peanut butter!" she said.
"I knew you would like it." Alfred said feeling proud of himself. " It was a difficult flavour to locate."
"You are the best Alfred!" Helena took the spoon and began to eat the Jell- O.
"I know Miss Helena, I know."
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:lush: :lush: BOP, BOP, HURRAY!!!!
I promise my next fic would be better than this one..