Birds of Prey
"Cupids Kiss"
As Baligomingo's 'lust' blares in the background, Detective Jesse Reese stands in the center of the clock tower training room. He strains to hear the whisper soft movements of his opponent. A split second before her fist would impact his face he ducks and counter strikes. As they both participate in the intimate tango of battle, their movements begin to flow to the music. Reese feels an opening as he grabs her arm and locks it behind her back. "Nice" Helena's voice came to him through the darkness as an amused whisper. "Don't hold back." He reply's breathlessly. Then he feels himself falling. "Ow!" The impact with the floor knocks the wind out of him. As Reese try's to regain his ability to breathe Helena yanks the blindfold off his eyes concern on her face. "Are you okay?" she asks urgently. Reese lays there staring up into her eyes; a slow sexy smile spreads across his lips. "Are you going to kiss the hurt all better?" he asks in a teasing manner. He sees that fiery glint come into her eyes, so before she can get royally pissed at him, he rolls and pins her to the mat stunning her with a scorching kiss. When he finally pulls back he says "I'm a big boy, I can take care of myself." "Oh really now?" she asks with a sly grin then adds "Can you prove that Detective?" "I think I did last night." As Helena sits up her grin turns into a frown. "Seriously, Reese you have to be careful. Harley knows who you are and what you mean to me." Reese sees fear in her eyes but knows not to comfort her. "I don't want what happened to Wade to happen to you." Helena says looking down at her hands. Reese gently reaches over and lifts her face so that he can look into her eyes. "Helena, I decided to take these kinds of risks when I decided to become a cop." He leans over and kisses her then says "Besides, I like training with you. It gives me a reason to put my hands on your body" At that he slid his hand down her waist and around her back, pulling her closer. "Why Detective Reese.You don't need an excuse. You have an open invitation." Helena pushes him onto his back and straddles him. She stares deeply into his eyes, the CD has ended and no one else was in the Clock tower. It is as if they are the last two people on the planet. Helena leaned down so that her lips were but a breath away from his and whispered "I want you." Those three words said everything that needed to be said. They began to kiss each other passionately, their hands exploring each others bodies relentlessly. Reese was in the process of taking off Helena's tank top when, almost simultaneously, the Delphi alarm and Reese's pager go off. "Damn!" He groans as she climbs off him. He checks his pager as she goes down stairs to check the computers.
"Delphi is reporting a double homicide." Helena calls out. Reese is on his cell. "Reese, here." He nods that he is getting the same information. "Where?...I'll be there in thirty minutes." "Victims names are Marie Taylor and Marcus Reynolds. They were found in her apartment with arrows sticking out of their chests." He says to Helena. "I'll call Barbra and meet you there." Helena says. As Reese turns to leave, she pulls him into a hot kiss. "Be careful, Jesse." "I will." After he disappears into the elevators Helena picks up the phone, pushing the button for Barbra's apartment. Then she waits as it begins to ring. "Dammit, pick up." But concern tinges her angry words. One floor below a phone rings in Barbra's dark apartment. She sits staring out a moon lit window. The silver light sparkles on the tears that fall down her face. In her hand she hold a picture of her and Wade. Finally she answers the phone. "Hello?" "Are you okay? The phone was ringing forever." Helena's words have an urgency in them that brings Barbra back to reality. "What's wrong? Is it Dinah?" "No. Dinah's fine. She and Gabby are out watching a movie double header." Helena's voice is muffled as she pulls off her shirt. "Delphi just reported a double homicide. I'm meeting Reese at the scene." "I'll be up in a minute." Barbra says into the phone then hangs up. Gently she sets the picture back on the table. Her finger tips linger on her love's image. "I'm sorry." She whispers then heads for the elevator.
Helena is pulling on her duster as Barbra exits the elevator. The look of concern on her face is lost on Barbra as she reads the computer screen. "No sign of forced entry? That's odd." "I'll let you know what I find at the scene." Before leaves Helena places a hand on Barbra's shoulder and gently squeezes. "Barbra, you know that I'm here if you need me?" "I know. I'm okay.Really." Helena didn't believe her. But she didn't argue either. Reluctantly she left Barbra to fight her demons alone. I may not be able to help her right now. But I can help find justice for the victims. She thought as the elevator doors closed.
At the crime scene Reese knelt over the body of the young lady, scribbling notes in his little note book. He noticed something lying under her. Looking up at the crime scene photographer he asked "Are you done here?"
The young woman nodded and said "Yeah." She took one more look at the victim and said "She was the lucky one." "And how's that, she's dead." "At least she was already dead when she was shot with that thing" she motioned to the ugly arrow protruding from her chest. "The boy friend was alive when he was shot in the shoulders. The shot to the heart is what finally killed him. And we are pretty sure that it was last." Reese looked over at the young man the hung from the wall and flinched. "Ouch!" "Yeah." The photographer said then walked away. Looking back at the body he gingerly pulled the object out from underneath. It looked like a carefully pressed exotic flower. Looking up at McNally he asked "What do you make of this?" "A squished bug?" he replied then shrugged. Reese grinned and said "Actually it's some kind of orchid, I think. My Mom has a few of them in her green house." "Oh lucky her." McNally winced as he stood up. "Damn shame. She was a looker." "Yeah." "Okay boys and girls, let's wrap this up." Reese stood up and moved aside as the coroner's people placed the victim in a body bag. Suddenly he senses Helena and looks up. Standing in the shadows on the balcony she waits for him. As he steps out onto the balcony she says "What do you have?" "Some kind of orchid.I think." "Looks really weird, you sure it's not a squished bug?" She teases. They both look through the door at McNally, who was giving orders to the grunts and techs. "I guess I should get a picture of that thing for Oracle." Helena said as she pulled the scanner out of her coat pocket. "So I guess you'll be working the rest of the night." She says disappointment in her voice. Hating the look on her face, Reese breaks their unspoken agreement to keep business and pleasure separate, and reaches out to her. Huntress tenses at the contact, but relaxes as he caresses her face. Thinking this is his way of apologizing; Helena is surprised when he leans close and whispers "I'll pick you up at 10:00" then brushes his slips across hers. She can still feel the heat on her lips as he walks away. Smiling to herself she leaps off the balcony and disappears into the night.
Two floors up in the building across from Marie Taylor's apartment a figure stood in a darkened room watching the activites.
As Baligomingo's 'lust' blares in the background, Detective Jesse Reese stands in the center of the clock tower training room. He strains to hear the whisper soft movements of his opponent. A split second before her fist would impact his face he ducks and counter strikes. As they both participate in the intimate tango of battle, their movements begin to flow to the music. Reese feels an opening as he grabs her arm and locks it behind her back. "Nice" Helena's voice came to him through the darkness as an amused whisper. "Don't hold back." He reply's breathlessly. Then he feels himself falling. "Ow!" The impact with the floor knocks the wind out of him. As Reese try's to regain his ability to breathe Helena yanks the blindfold off his eyes concern on her face. "Are you okay?" she asks urgently. Reese lays there staring up into her eyes; a slow sexy smile spreads across his lips. "Are you going to kiss the hurt all better?" he asks in a teasing manner. He sees that fiery glint come into her eyes, so before she can get royally pissed at him, he rolls and pins her to the mat stunning her with a scorching kiss. When he finally pulls back he says "I'm a big boy, I can take care of myself." "Oh really now?" she asks with a sly grin then adds "Can you prove that Detective?" "I think I did last night." As Helena sits up her grin turns into a frown. "Seriously, Reese you have to be careful. Harley knows who you are and what you mean to me." Reese sees fear in her eyes but knows not to comfort her. "I don't want what happened to Wade to happen to you." Helena says looking down at her hands. Reese gently reaches over and lifts her face so that he can look into her eyes. "Helena, I decided to take these kinds of risks when I decided to become a cop." He leans over and kisses her then says "Besides, I like training with you. It gives me a reason to put my hands on your body" At that he slid his hand down her waist and around her back, pulling her closer. "Why Detective Reese.You don't need an excuse. You have an open invitation." Helena pushes him onto his back and straddles him. She stares deeply into his eyes, the CD has ended and no one else was in the Clock tower. It is as if they are the last two people on the planet. Helena leaned down so that her lips were but a breath away from his and whispered "I want you." Those three words said everything that needed to be said. They began to kiss each other passionately, their hands exploring each others bodies relentlessly. Reese was in the process of taking off Helena's tank top when, almost simultaneously, the Delphi alarm and Reese's pager go off. "Damn!" He groans as she climbs off him. He checks his pager as she goes down stairs to check the computers.
"Delphi is reporting a double homicide." Helena calls out. Reese is on his cell. "Reese, here." He nods that he is getting the same information. "Where?...I'll be there in thirty minutes." "Victims names are Marie Taylor and Marcus Reynolds. They were found in her apartment with arrows sticking out of their chests." He says to Helena. "I'll call Barbra and meet you there." Helena says. As Reese turns to leave, she pulls him into a hot kiss. "Be careful, Jesse." "I will." After he disappears into the elevators Helena picks up the phone, pushing the button for Barbra's apartment. Then she waits as it begins to ring. "Dammit, pick up." But concern tinges her angry words. One floor below a phone rings in Barbra's dark apartment. She sits staring out a moon lit window. The silver light sparkles on the tears that fall down her face. In her hand she hold a picture of her and Wade. Finally she answers the phone. "Hello?" "Are you okay? The phone was ringing forever." Helena's words have an urgency in them that brings Barbra back to reality. "What's wrong? Is it Dinah?" "No. Dinah's fine. She and Gabby are out watching a movie double header." Helena's voice is muffled as she pulls off her shirt. "Delphi just reported a double homicide. I'm meeting Reese at the scene." "I'll be up in a minute." Barbra says into the phone then hangs up. Gently she sets the picture back on the table. Her finger tips linger on her love's image. "I'm sorry." She whispers then heads for the elevator.
Helena is pulling on her duster as Barbra exits the elevator. The look of concern on her face is lost on Barbra as she reads the computer screen. "No sign of forced entry? That's odd." "I'll let you know what I find at the scene." Before leaves Helena places a hand on Barbra's shoulder and gently squeezes. "Barbra, you know that I'm here if you need me?" "I know. I'm okay.Really." Helena didn't believe her. But she didn't argue either. Reluctantly she left Barbra to fight her demons alone. I may not be able to help her right now. But I can help find justice for the victims. She thought as the elevator doors closed.
At the crime scene Reese knelt over the body of the young lady, scribbling notes in his little note book. He noticed something lying under her. Looking up at the crime scene photographer he asked "Are you done here?"
The young woman nodded and said "Yeah." She took one more look at the victim and said "She was the lucky one." "And how's that, she's dead." "At least she was already dead when she was shot with that thing" she motioned to the ugly arrow protruding from her chest. "The boy friend was alive when he was shot in the shoulders. The shot to the heart is what finally killed him. And we are pretty sure that it was last." Reese looked over at the young man the hung from the wall and flinched. "Ouch!" "Yeah." The photographer said then walked away. Looking back at the body he gingerly pulled the object out from underneath. It looked like a carefully pressed exotic flower. Looking up at McNally he asked "What do you make of this?" "A squished bug?" he replied then shrugged. Reese grinned and said "Actually it's some kind of orchid, I think. My Mom has a few of them in her green house." "Oh lucky her." McNally winced as he stood up. "Damn shame. She was a looker." "Yeah." "Okay boys and girls, let's wrap this up." Reese stood up and moved aside as the coroner's people placed the victim in a body bag. Suddenly he senses Helena and looks up. Standing in the shadows on the balcony she waits for him. As he steps out onto the balcony she says "What do you have?" "Some kind of orchid.I think." "Looks really weird, you sure it's not a squished bug?" She teases. They both look through the door at McNally, who was giving orders to the grunts and techs. "I guess I should get a picture of that thing for Oracle." Helena said as she pulled the scanner out of her coat pocket. "So I guess you'll be working the rest of the night." She says disappointment in her voice. Hating the look on her face, Reese breaks their unspoken agreement to keep business and pleasure separate, and reaches out to her. Huntress tenses at the contact, but relaxes as he caresses her face. Thinking this is his way of apologizing; Helena is surprised when he leans close and whispers "I'll pick you up at 10:00" then brushes his slips across hers. She can still feel the heat on her lips as he walks away. Smiling to herself she leaps off the balcony and disappears into the night.
Two floors up in the building across from Marie Taylor's apartment a figure stood in a darkened room watching the activites.