Thanks to all for your comments, I'm trying to do my best; is hard because
we don't have so much info, it change so much in the comics and we only
have 13 episodes of the TV show.
Hugs to all!!
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Barbara had welcomed her in Wayne Enterprises offices to avoid the social worker seeing the Clock Tower. The Tension could be cut with a knife while Alfred, Barbara and Helena were inside the elevator in the way to the upper level of the Wayne Enterprises building, The Clock Tower. Helena felt nervous and was insecure about what would happen living with Barbara; She didn't want to get her hopes up that she would stay with her, maybe Barbara after a few days would regret to accept her living in her home. She was sure that her mother was the only person that would love her and accept her as she was.
Barbara was very nervous, she didn't know what to say. She was restarting her life after the attack of the Joker and now she was taking the responsibility of help Helena to recover her life. Barbara's insides were tied in knots that she was going to fail Helena and fail Selina.
The elevator door opened and Helena was shocked, looking around the Clock Tower with an open mouth. The equipment and computers were amazing. Barbara wheeled inside and looked around, proud of her home. "Like it?" she asked.
"This is marvellous." Helena said looking everywhere. "Why so many computers?"
"Glad you like it. It's a very special place, so I'm going to ask you to be very discreet about it."
Helena walked on the platform. "Looks like a Command Center."
"It's something like that, just don't touch anything."
"What do you manage here? A bank?"
"No." Barbara laughed, "I'll explain it to you later. Alfred prepared us an excellent meal, are you hungry?"
Helena nodded. Nervousness invaded both women. Helena and Barbara sat in silence in the kitchen during dinner. It was difficult for them both to be there, they didn't know what to say to each other. Helena felt out of place, as if she got dropped, it was strange here, it wasn't her home; but she didn't have any other place to go. On the other hand, Barbara was afraid to take care of a girl that she didn't know very well; she didn't know what to do or what to say. Alfred watched them and understood. He served Helena a glass of juice.
"So Miss Helena, it's true that you escaped from the Youth Detention Center many times?"
Helena blushed and lowered her head. Barbara glared at him.
"I'm glad that you did it, they never know how be compassionate with people." Alfred pointed out.
"They were always angry with me." Helena said in low voice.
"With you?" Barbara asked "What did you do?"
"Nothing." Helena continued eating her meat.
"Someone told me that you had them chasing you for almost three days" Alfred said giving her another glass of juice. "That was fantastic!"
"Have you been ever there?" Helena raised her head. "Where?"
"Yes, in England, and I hated it, but I never could escape like you. The food was really bad."
Barbara looked at him, surprised, she wasn't aware that Alfred had been in a Detention Center.
"And the beds are like wooden tables." Helena pointed.
"Yes, and what about the bathrooms? Terrible." Alfred rolled his eyes.
"Yes, really, and the most of the time the water was cold."
"And I'm sure that some girls there gave you problems."
"Yes, they annoyed me all the time, but I beat them up." Helena said proud of herself. Barbara listened to them trying to guess what Alfred was doing. "They never could beat me and I was in solitary confinement every two days. The last time I was there almost a week." "A week?" Barbara raised her brow "That's so long much, you couldn't see anyone?"
"No, that didn't bother me, but it was boring, I could escape jumping of the window. They trapped me three days later and they put me in again; but I was out soon because I was sick and Kelly, a Guard took me to the infirmary. The principal was so mad and fired her from the Center." Helena finished her meal and Alfred gave her a big plate with ice cream.
"Wait a minute, you were sick? What happened?" Barbara asked.
"It was raining when they trapped me and took me to the police station because I took a bag of cookies." Helena put a big spoonful of ice cream in her mouth. "A policeman tried to touch me there and I broke his arm. They took me back to the Detention Center and the principal was so mad that he put me in solitary confinement again and didn't let me change my clothes. It was a freezing night and I got a temperature, Kelly noticed that and took me to the infirmary."
"And she was moved because of that?" Barbara was furious listening to the girl and thinking about how unfair laws could be for a kid.
"Yup." Helena licked the spoon "He hated me because I never obeyed him, and he could never punish me, I always beat his men."
"You beat them? You know how to fight?" Alfred asked. "Miss Barbara is a master of that, maybe she would help you."
Barbara was consumed by her inner thoughts with Alfred's comment.
"You know how to fight, Barbara?" Helena smiled. "That is cool! I don't know how fight, I just hit and kick."
"I'll teach you if you want." Barbara gave her a smile.
"Really? I figured you were a boring person." The kid said to her.
"Me?" Barbara tried to not laugh.
"Yes. Mom told me that you read a lot and worked in a library and in Congress."
"Well, reading and studying don't neccesarily make a person boring."
"And you could teach me to fight?" Helena asked smiling.
"Of course." Barbara put her arms on the table
"Great!!!" the brunette almost jumped out of the chair.
"Tomorrow you need to go to school again, I have everything ready." Barbara cleaned her mouth.
"I don't like that part." Helena scowled.
"You love it, I know!."
"I was joking."
"Helena, I apologize, your room isn't ready yet..." Barbara said ashamed. "I prepared the couch."
"Doesn't matter, any place is better than a cell." Helena smiled lightly.
"This is your home now, keep that in mind." Barbara took her hand. Helena looked at her without knowing what to say. "We can make a deal, you go to school and I'll teach you to defend yourself and fight, and I promise to take you this weekend to your home, I guess you want to go there and pack all your mom's things."
"It's a promise?"
Barbara raised her hand. "Now go take a bath and then get to bed, okay?"
Helena nodded and went to the bathroom thanking her and Alfred. When they heard the door close, Barbara looked at the butler.
"Alfred. Have you ever been in a Detention Center?"
"Of course not." Alfred answered her.
"So, what was that?" Barbara didn't understand. "You told her."
"Some one needed to start a conversation before you two ran screaming out of here."
Barbara sighed. "Now I feel extremely guilty, Alfred."
"Guilty?"
"Those people treated her like a criminal, and I left her alone."
"You were injured, you couldn't have known." Alfred turned to see her. "Don't feel sorry about that, you are in time to help her, to do something to help her to start again."
"Do you like her?" Barbara asked him with curiosity.
"Yes, she is interesting, and a big challenge as far as I can see:"
"Yea, this isn't going to be easy."
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Barbara tried to give Helena a normal life again, but it was difficult, she was closed in herself. Helena noticed that Barbara worked late every night; she was curious and she watched her work, talking and giving instructions, from the upper lever; lying down on the floor and looking through the rail. She imagined she worked helping the police but she exactly didn't know what she was doing.
Alfred observered her one night as he was preparing the dinner. "Aren't you afraid that I will step on you Miss Helena?"
"No. You are british... What does she do exactly? She works with the police?"
"Had you ever asked her?"
"No. Adults always answer me: "It isn't any of your business kid" or "Go away."
"So why are you asking me instead? I'm an adult too"
"No, you're an 'Alfred'"
"And what is an 'Alfred'?" the butler asked curiously.
"You." Helena turned to look at him "You are cool, and intelligent and open to talk."
"Miss Barbara is too."
"Maybe, but it's easier with you:" "Why?"
"Because I don't know what to say every time I'm with her, maybe I would make her angry and she'd kick me out of here. and I like this place." Helena explained looking down again.
"Mad with you? Why?" Alfred stood up next to her.
"I don't know. but lately I seem to make people angry easily."
"May I suggest trying to talk with her? She is as afraid as you to talk."
"Are you joking? Watch her."
"She is as alone as you Miss Helena. you two are afraid to open up to each other."
"I'm okay." Helena said resting her head on her arms.
"Yes, of course, she said the same thing."
Helena growled and continued watching Barbara work. She felt comfortable living with her, she gave her own space, helped her with her homework and was good company, not as boring as she had thought in the beginning.
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Hugs to all!!
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Barbara had welcomed her in Wayne Enterprises offices to avoid the social worker seeing the Clock Tower. The Tension could be cut with a knife while Alfred, Barbara and Helena were inside the elevator in the way to the upper level of the Wayne Enterprises building, The Clock Tower. Helena felt nervous and was insecure about what would happen living with Barbara; She didn't want to get her hopes up that she would stay with her, maybe Barbara after a few days would regret to accept her living in her home. She was sure that her mother was the only person that would love her and accept her as she was.
Barbara was very nervous, she didn't know what to say. She was restarting her life after the attack of the Joker and now she was taking the responsibility of help Helena to recover her life. Barbara's insides were tied in knots that she was going to fail Helena and fail Selina.
The elevator door opened and Helena was shocked, looking around the Clock Tower with an open mouth. The equipment and computers were amazing. Barbara wheeled inside and looked around, proud of her home. "Like it?" she asked.
"This is marvellous." Helena said looking everywhere. "Why so many computers?"
"Glad you like it. It's a very special place, so I'm going to ask you to be very discreet about it."
Helena walked on the platform. "Looks like a Command Center."
"It's something like that, just don't touch anything."
"What do you manage here? A bank?"
"No." Barbara laughed, "I'll explain it to you later. Alfred prepared us an excellent meal, are you hungry?"
Helena nodded. Nervousness invaded both women. Helena and Barbara sat in silence in the kitchen during dinner. It was difficult for them both to be there, they didn't know what to say to each other. Helena felt out of place, as if she got dropped, it was strange here, it wasn't her home; but she didn't have any other place to go. On the other hand, Barbara was afraid to take care of a girl that she didn't know very well; she didn't know what to do or what to say. Alfred watched them and understood. He served Helena a glass of juice.
"So Miss Helena, it's true that you escaped from the Youth Detention Center many times?"
Helena blushed and lowered her head. Barbara glared at him.
"I'm glad that you did it, they never know how be compassionate with people." Alfred pointed out.
"They were always angry with me." Helena said in low voice.
"With you?" Barbara asked "What did you do?"
"Nothing." Helena continued eating her meat.
"Someone told me that you had them chasing you for almost three days" Alfred said giving her another glass of juice. "That was fantastic!"
"Have you been ever there?" Helena raised her head. "Where?"
"Yes, in England, and I hated it, but I never could escape like you. The food was really bad."
Barbara looked at him, surprised, she wasn't aware that Alfred had been in a Detention Center.
"And the beds are like wooden tables." Helena pointed.
"Yes, and what about the bathrooms? Terrible." Alfred rolled his eyes.
"Yes, really, and the most of the time the water was cold."
"And I'm sure that some girls there gave you problems."
"Yes, they annoyed me all the time, but I beat them up." Helena said proud of herself. Barbara listened to them trying to guess what Alfred was doing. "They never could beat me and I was in solitary confinement every two days. The last time I was there almost a week." "A week?" Barbara raised her brow "That's so long much, you couldn't see anyone?"
"No, that didn't bother me, but it was boring, I could escape jumping of the window. They trapped me three days later and they put me in again; but I was out soon because I was sick and Kelly, a Guard took me to the infirmary. The principal was so mad and fired her from the Center." Helena finished her meal and Alfred gave her a big plate with ice cream.
"Wait a minute, you were sick? What happened?" Barbara asked.
"It was raining when they trapped me and took me to the police station because I took a bag of cookies." Helena put a big spoonful of ice cream in her mouth. "A policeman tried to touch me there and I broke his arm. They took me back to the Detention Center and the principal was so mad that he put me in solitary confinement again and didn't let me change my clothes. It was a freezing night and I got a temperature, Kelly noticed that and took me to the infirmary."
"And she was moved because of that?" Barbara was furious listening to the girl and thinking about how unfair laws could be for a kid.
"Yup." Helena licked the spoon "He hated me because I never obeyed him, and he could never punish me, I always beat his men."
"You beat them? You know how to fight?" Alfred asked. "Miss Barbara is a master of that, maybe she would help you."
Barbara was consumed by her inner thoughts with Alfred's comment.
"You know how to fight, Barbara?" Helena smiled. "That is cool! I don't know how fight, I just hit and kick."
"I'll teach you if you want." Barbara gave her a smile.
"Really? I figured you were a boring person." The kid said to her.
"Me?" Barbara tried to not laugh.
"Yes. Mom told me that you read a lot and worked in a library and in Congress."
"Well, reading and studying don't neccesarily make a person boring."
"And you could teach me to fight?" Helena asked smiling.
"Of course." Barbara put her arms on the table
"Great!!!" the brunette almost jumped out of the chair.
"Tomorrow you need to go to school again, I have everything ready." Barbara cleaned her mouth.
"I don't like that part." Helena scowled.
"You love it, I know!."
"I was joking."
"Helena, I apologize, your room isn't ready yet..." Barbara said ashamed. "I prepared the couch."
"Doesn't matter, any place is better than a cell." Helena smiled lightly.
"This is your home now, keep that in mind." Barbara took her hand. Helena looked at her without knowing what to say. "We can make a deal, you go to school and I'll teach you to defend yourself and fight, and I promise to take you this weekend to your home, I guess you want to go there and pack all your mom's things."
"It's a promise?"
Barbara raised her hand. "Now go take a bath and then get to bed, okay?"
Helena nodded and went to the bathroom thanking her and Alfred. When they heard the door close, Barbara looked at the butler.
"Alfred. Have you ever been in a Detention Center?"
"Of course not." Alfred answered her.
"So, what was that?" Barbara didn't understand. "You told her."
"Some one needed to start a conversation before you two ran screaming out of here."
Barbara sighed. "Now I feel extremely guilty, Alfred."
"Guilty?"
"Those people treated her like a criminal, and I left her alone."
"You were injured, you couldn't have known." Alfred turned to see her. "Don't feel sorry about that, you are in time to help her, to do something to help her to start again."
"Do you like her?" Barbara asked him with curiosity.
"Yes, she is interesting, and a big challenge as far as I can see:"
"Yea, this isn't going to be easy."
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Barbara tried to give Helena a normal life again, but it was difficult, she was closed in herself. Helena noticed that Barbara worked late every night; she was curious and she watched her work, talking and giving instructions, from the upper lever; lying down on the floor and looking through the rail. She imagined she worked helping the police but she exactly didn't know what she was doing.
Alfred observered her one night as he was preparing the dinner. "Aren't you afraid that I will step on you Miss Helena?"
"No. You are british... What does she do exactly? She works with the police?"
"Had you ever asked her?"
"No. Adults always answer me: "It isn't any of your business kid" or "Go away."
"So why are you asking me instead? I'm an adult too"
"No, you're an 'Alfred'"
"And what is an 'Alfred'?" the butler asked curiously.
"You." Helena turned to look at him "You are cool, and intelligent and open to talk."
"Miss Barbara is too."
"Maybe, but it's easier with you:" "Why?"
"Because I don't know what to say every time I'm with her, maybe I would make her angry and she'd kick me out of here. and I like this place." Helena explained looking down again.
"Mad with you? Why?" Alfred stood up next to her.
"I don't know. but lately I seem to make people angry easily."
"May I suggest trying to talk with her? She is as afraid as you to talk."
"Are you joking? Watch her."
"She is as alone as you Miss Helena. you two are afraid to open up to each other."
"I'm okay." Helena said resting her head on her arms.
"Yes, of course, she said the same thing."
Helena growled and continued watching Barbara work. She felt comfortable living with her, she gave her own space, helped her with her homework and was good company, not as boring as she had thought in the beginning.
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