Helena was inside an interrogation room, she sat in a chair waiting, tapping her foot waiting. She felt tired of answering questions. She missed the cold night when she could move free without chains. Behind a big mirror, detective Reese and Mcnally looked her. Reese crossed his arms and frowned.

"You get her." Mcnally said. "finally you get her."

"Yes, but I never thought she could be implicate in that attack."

"She is beauty."

"I had seen her, but just in fast moments. She liked to play with me." He opened the door "Well, let's go."

They walked into the small room. Helena recognized the detective and smiled to herself. He had been trying to trap her since a year ago unsuccessfully. He liked her. He was a gentleman and he always kept his composure.

"Hey." She joked "Finally you got me. Congratulations. You really worked hard for this moment."

He sat on the table next to her and looked at her in silence. MacNally rested his back on the wall.

"Im popular." She said "You are my third visit in two days."

"Miss Kyle." Reese crossed his arms. "You are in trouble, big trouble."

"Who is the bad guy today?" Helena asked curious. "Him or you? I'm just asking... to know."

"Nobody here is the bad guy, just you." Reese sighed.

"I'm not bad guy, I'm just a cat-burglar girl."

"I know that."

"¿Do you have a cigarette?"

Reese rolled his eyes. McNally took one from his pocked and gave it to her.

"I see." Helena smiled "You are the good guy today" McNanlly lit it with a lighter. "Do you have a girlfriend?" she said looking Reese.

"Why did you kill those people?" The detective asked seriously.

Helena's face changed "I didn't kill anyone. That wasn't nice detective."

"I found many proofs in your apartment." He seemed didn't listen her.

"Proof that I'm sure you put there."

"Don't offend me young lady."

"Don't offend me detective."

"Do you enjoy collecting things of your victims?" he raised a bag with wallets.

She looked at the bag and took it. After examining it a few seconds she gave it back. "You disappoint me."

"Me? Why?"

"I have better taste. Those wallets are common, plastic ones. I prefer jewels, big ones and money, not 5 dollars, I'm talking about thousands of dollars. You know that. This is a fake."

Reese put the pictures on the table. "This is not a fake."

She looked the pictures "I know, this was a murder, but it wasn't me."

"Could you explain to me why wallets of the victims, plastic bombs and this pictures were at your apartment?"

"Do you like my apartment?" Helena asked curiously.

"We are talking seriously."

"I'm asking you seriously. Do you like it?"

Reese rolled his eyes and stood up saying exasperated. "Why is everything such a joke to you?

"It's not a joke." Helena explained crossing her arms "I like to hear new ideas from people. Do you like the wall color?"

He put his hands over the table with a loud noise. "Why did you kill them?"

"That wasn't nice detective." Helena glared to him "First, I'm not yelling at you; don't yell at me. Second, I didn't kill anyone."

"We found..."

"This is not my style, and you know that."

"Everybody has a first time, until you..."

"Yes?" she flirted with him and raised her brow "And... how do you think was my first time?"

Reese swallowed. They looked at each other in silence. Reese was trapped by those deep blue eyes; he couldn't deny it, she was beauty, very beautiful. McNally coughed, bringing Reese to reality. Helena smirked.

"I'm going to prove that you did it." Reese said angry.

"You can't prove something that is not true." Helena crossed her arms "You put those proofs in my apartment."

"I never would do something like that!" he said annoyed.

"As I never would kill people." She stood up and locked her eyes on him "Someone, if not you, is trying to involve me in this. Why? I don't know, but when all this ends, I'll prove you that I'm innocent."

He laughed "Sure, you and I know that you stole from the museum, and the collection of Wales princess, and the Central of Jewelery."

"Well I can't deny it."she sat again "But you can't deny it either. It was an excellent job." She rested her back in the chair.

"You are a cynic."

"And you are too aggressive. Relax, come on. You have me, you must be happy."

"You are in trouble Kyle." Reese said "How could you be so...?"

"Reese" she smoked her cigarette and put her leg on the chair. "I'm a burglar. I accept it. The best one. You know that, but I'm not a killer. I swear it to you."

"You need a lawyer." He sighed, frustrated.

"I got it." She moved her head. "You just want see my head hanging."

"I just want justice."

She stood up, angry, and faced him "Well, if you want justice, find those son of a bitches that put all that false evidence inside my apartment to involve me in that murder!"

Their faces were inches from each other. Each one could feel the breath in their faces. He could smell her perfume, her blue eyes were brilliant and... charming? Helena was trapped for a few seconds in his deep look; she never had been so near to him. His lips, his lips were...

"W...wh-hat d-do-do you want?" he stammered.

"If it's for being a burglar..." she swallowed, trapped in that moment; he was really handsome, and smelled good, very good. "then send me to jail... but not for being a killer. Find the real killer, the one that is trying to involve me in all of this. You can send me to fry my brain if you want, but it wouldn't change the fact that the real killer will be free."

They looked in silence a few seconds more until he broke the contact, turning his face. "I don't believe you. Let's go McNally."

"So." She said "You are as stupid as I thought, you know I'm telling the truth."

"Maybe." He walked to the door while McNally exited the room.

"Bring me pop tarts next time!" she said.

Reese closed the door behind him. She sat at the desk without knowing what to think or do, but he smelled good. She laughed to herself. Dammit, she was in the middle of a big trouble and she was flirting with a cop.

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Barbara examined the ruby, it was a part of the Materioptikon. After that, she talked all night with the teen. She felt impressed about the knowledge Dinah had of the Clock Tower and her personal life, as well as Helena, Alfred, Bruce and Selina and her father, Commissioner Gordon. She listened to her in the kitchen, her hand over her mouth and nose trying to understand the girl's words, who said she was Barbara's protégée.

Dinah finished explaining everything and looked at Barbara with hope that the older woman would believe her. Barbara rubbed her face and ran her fingers through her hair nervously with out saying a word. The kid couldn't be lying; and that fact terrified her. Her life had been changed by a criminal in a terrible way. She looked on at her in silence.

"I'm not lying, I promise" Dinah begged, "Please believe me."

"How many days has it been since you've eaten?" Barbara asked.

"Well...I...I have been living in a shelter the last week..."

"Why did you wait for more than a week to look for me?" Barbara wheeled toward the fridge and opened it. She took a pizza box out and popped it in the oven.

"I was afraid. I didn't know how I'd explain all this to you. I thought through this thousands of times. I needed know what and how you and Helena had changed in these years," Dinah explained "I knew this was the moment to approach you Helena has a big heart, she couldn't kill, not innocent people. After I read the newspapers I understood that no matter what he does, you two had kept in contact some way or another."

"Have you seen him... Dr. Destiny?"

"No, but I know he is here, I've contacted people, I've read newspapers. He said he is the king of the underworld. If he knows I'm here he will try to kill me and you too. He'd rather avoid me talking to you. We need to find him and find the ruby and put everything back to normal.

Barbara placed a slice of pizza on a plate and handed it to Dinah, along with a glass of milk.

"Thanks." The blond said smiling. She was really hungry.

Barbara watched eat her in silence. Dinah felt her glaze on her, she raised her head. "You think I'm crazy, right?" she asked with sadness.

"The worst of all is that..." Barbara shook her head "Is that I believe in you."

Dinah felt a heavy weight lit from her shoulders. She sighed and smiled and after a few seconds she started to cry. Barbara wheeled toward her.

"Hey." She said "calm down "What happened?"

"Oh Barbara" She hugged her and sobbed "I felt desperate, so alone, I thought you'd never believe me! I'm scared."

Barbara rubbed her back. "Easy, calm down, calm down. I think you and I need to rest and later think about what we should do. I need to sort out my thoughts too."

"Morning Miss Barbara." Alfred greeted as he strolled into the kitchen.

"Alfred." Dinah smiled when she saw him.

"Good morning young lady," Alfred greeted back.

"Alfred, this is Dinah." Barbara said.

"A pleasure to meet you." He said looking at the piece of pizza in the box "I can see that Miss Barbara had been practicing her culinary skills on you."

Barbara glared at him. "Funny. Alfred, Dinah is going to stay with us a few days, she is tired." She looked her "You need a bath and clean clothes."

"I can use your Mickey shirt..." Dinah pointed out.

Barbara blinked. After a few seconds she reacted. "Oh sorry, I forgot."

"Helena loves it too."

"Really?" the red head smiled.

"Yes, she likes taking it to her apartment."

"That would make me real angry."

"Yeah, you do get pretty angry."

Alfred didn't understand a word and instead, walked towards the bedrooms. "I 'll prepare the guest room immediately," He said.

"Go take a bath." Barbara took the blonde's hand, "Take my... Mickey shirt afterwards and go sleep, we will talk later, okay?"

Dinah nodded and before leaving she hugged her and gave her a kiss. "Thanks so much, I love you. I missed you."

"Don't worry, everything will be okay."

Barbara looked her go; she rubbed her eyes. She still couldn't believe it, but now she needed rest too. She wheeled toward her room.

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