After a long day, Dinah was sleeping on the couch. She suddenly felt Helena pushing her.

"Mmm? What are you doing?" Dinah asked sleepily.

The brunette tried to climb on the couch. "Helena, we don't fit here, the coach is small, go to your bed!...Damn!..... okay, okay." Dinah stood up and, taking her pillow, went to the bed. "Stay there. I'll go to the bed."

Dinah situated herself on the bed and covered up with the blankets. She closed her eyes again and, a few seconds later, she felt Helena, and the annoying purring, at her back. "No, Hel! Please!" Dinah sighed, exasperated. She pushed the brunette with her hands. "Stop that!"

Helena meowed.

"Whatever you said, the same to you. Now go to sleep, I have an exam tomorrow!!" she turned and covered her head with her pillow and closed her eyes.

Suddenly she felt a bite on her arm and she yelled. "Shit!!! Helena!!!"

The brunette moved off the bed and hissed. Dinah turned on the lamp on her night table. "Why the hell can't you sleep like a normal person?"

Helena meowed again.

"Please, Helena, I just want to sleep, I can't do it with you purring at my back. Go to sleep!" Dinah turned off the lights and covered up again with the blankets.

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Dinah woke and sleepily looked at her clock, six o'clock. She yawned and sat on the bed. She looked around for Helena but she wasn't there. "Uh, oh..." she stood up immediately and began to call her in low voice. "Helena, where are you?" The room was empty. "Come on, Helena, I don't have time for this, I need to go to school."

Dinah began to look for her partner. She seemed to have disappeared. She went toward the workrom and saw Barbara at the Delphi. That was strange, it was too early. She tried to step back slowly, to avoid Barbara discovering her.

"Did you lose something?" the red head asked.

"Uhh... I? Well..." the blonde girl didn't know what to say and walked toward her mentor.

Barbara turned. Dinah stopped in her tracks. The red head had a not so friendly face and she had big rings under her eyes.

"Uh..uh..." Dinah muttered. "Why... are you here... it's six in the morning...?"

"Tell me." Barbara raised her brow. "Would you be able to sleep with a girl purring at your back and her chest vibrating all night while she is hugging you?"

"Oh, Barbara... I, I... I'm sorry, I fell asleep and I didn't..."

"The damn bed vibrated with her purr all night!"the red head said, annoyed.

"Yes... I couldn't slep either."

"It's not your fault, Dinah, I couldn't sleep; so I came here to work on the antidote."

"I'll help you when I get back, I have exam I need to go to school early."

"Take the Hummer."

"Okay."

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After four days since the encounter with Circe, the sorceress seemed to have disappeared. Barbara suspected she would be outside of the town, but Diana felt she would be still there, knowing she was in New Gotham. Circe wanted her, her fight was personal. She just needed to wait for her next move.

Diana went toward Barbara and gave her some papers. "I made some changes to the procedure. Why don't you try this?"

"What did you do?"

"I changed the process; I applied it in an inverse way."

"Okay..." Barbara read the papers with curiosity. "Yes, this would work... I think that you found the antidote."

"I'm glad to hear it."

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"Come on, Helena, sit down." Dinah was trying to convince the brunette to sit and not to crouch on the chair at the kitchen table for dinner. Helena put her hand on the table and tried to take a piece of meat of one of the plates on the table. Dinah grabbed her hand and forced her on a chair.

"Problems?" Diana smiled, walking in.

"Oh no, you know how she is." Dinah said, moving her hair behind her ear. "Dinner is ready."

Diana sat to the right of the brunette and fixed her eyes on her in silence a few seconds. Helena moved and sat on the chair. She was hungry, with all that food there, why couldn't she just eat? But she needed to wait, she needed wait until the tall woman with black hair told her it was okay. She lowered her head.

"I insist, you must teach me that trick," the blonde said, sitting to the left of Helena.

"This smells good." Diana looked at the food on the table.

"Meat, potatoes and salad. I prepared it. It's Alfred's day off."

"Good news, I have the antidote." Barbara wheeled inside the dinning room, taking a napkin and putting it over her legs.

"You do? Excellent!" Dinah said, giving Helena a plate with a ham sandwich.

"Thank the princess she found the key."

Helena sniffed the sandwich on her plate. Dinah hit her lightly on the head. "Don't do that. I told you it's bad manners. Just eat it." She cut it in two slices and put one in her hand.

"I'll give it to her after dinner. I'm letting it settle now." Barbara picked up a fork.

"I really want her to be her again." Dinah said, pouring water in her glass.

Helena looked at Dinah's plate. Her plate looked better than her own. She moved her hand and stole a french fry from Dinah's plate.

"No, Helena, you have your dinner here," Dinah said, showing her the sandwich while the brunette chewed the potato.

That thing tasted good, she knew she couldn't touch Barbara's and Diana's plates. She saw them as the dominant females, but the blond girl was like her.

Dinah put the sandwich in Helena's hand again. Helena bit it but didn't taste as good as the yellow thing that she had taken from the blonde's plate.

"I just need a good bath to sleep well tonight." Barbara smiled.

Helena jumped back, hissing and crouching on the floor. Dinah rolled her eyes.

"What the hell...?" the red head looked at her stunned.

"You said the "word"." Dinah stood up and went to Helena.

"What word?" the princess asked curiously.

"Bath," the teen answered.

Helena hissed again.

"Dammi,t Helena, Stand up!" Dinah said, taking her arm. "They are not talking about you." She pulled her back to her chair.

"Why does she react like that when you say "bath"?" Barbara was surprised.

The brunette growled and jumped back again. "Don't say the "word"!" Dinah almost shouted, holding the brunette by the waistband of her pants. "Helena! Come back! She is not talking about you!"

Diana tried to avoid laughing by covering her mouth with her hand. "Seems as if she has a psychosis against the "word"."

"Oh, just the bad experience from the first day," Dinah said, forcing Helena to sit on he chair. "And I used it later to blackmail her."

"Dinah that was..." Barbara glared at the blonde.

"Well, it worked," Dinah interrupted, "when you say "that word" she stops annoying me."

"Okay okay, I didn't say anything. I'm doing research now on a scientist that works in the food industry here," Barbara explained, cutting a piece of meat. "Circe will try attack from there."

"That's a good idea," Diana said. "Could you pour me some water, please?" she asked Dinah.

The blond girl took the pitcher with water and poured her glass while Helena took another French fry from her plate and put it in her mouth quickly. Diana looked at her without saying a word.

"How are we going to stop her?" Dinah asked, slapping Helena's hand when she tried to steal yet another potato. The brunette growled in protest.

"I said no growling at the table Helena." Barbara smiled. "Dinah give her some fries."

"She doesn't want them, she just likes to steal the food off my plate." Dinah sighed and took some of the potatoes from the bowl and gave them to Helena. Then, she took the catsup and poured it over the potatoes on her own plate while the brunette observed her and sniffed.

"Circe is a sorceress," Diana explained. "I think the only way will be my magic lasso. The problem is getting it around her."

That red stuff that the blonde had put on her plate... what was it ? Why she didn't have it on her plate too? Helena moved her hand quickly and stole a french fry with catsup and gulped it down to avoid Dinah trying to to take it back.

Dinah looked at Barbara. "See? She just likes the green garden of the neighbor." She turned to Helena and put the slice of sandwich in her hand again. She rejected it. "Okay." Dinah took her plate and exchanged it for Helena's. "Now eat it all, understand???" She gave her a fork and showed her how to take the meat and put it in her mouth.

Helena chewed it and after a few seconds her chewing slowed and she spat the food out.

"Great, now she ruined my dinner." Dinah shook her head.

"Helena, don't do that!" Barbara shouted. "Why did you spit your food out?"

Helena made a face and growled, she pushed the plate far.

"Maybe the chili sauce, I like the meat with chili sauce," Dinah said.

Helena tried to take her plate back. Dinah stopped her. "Ah, no! Now it's mine." The brunette grunted in protest.

"Hey you two! Stop!" Barbara ordered.

Helena looked the red head, growling softly, asking for her plate.

"Dinah gave her the plate and take another one. She doesn't understand," Barbara said.

"She is capricious." Dinah gave the sandwich to Helena, who immediately took it and began to eat it.

"Just a few hours more. I'll give the antidote to her and in a few hours she will back to normal."

"I really miss Helena as she is." Dinah sighed.

"You always tell me that she is cranky." Barbara grinned.

"Yes, but it's easier to reason with her when she is in possession of her senses."

After that, the night was most peaceful. Dinah gave a slice of cake to each woman. Helena took it between her hands and ate it. Barbara, tired of scolding her, let her eat it as she wished. She finished quickly with the cake and licked her fingers and mouth.

Diana was talking about Paradise Island, keeping the attention of Dinah and her mentor. Helena gazed at Dinah's cake and tried to take it. Dinah slapped her hand.

"I'm watching you." She grinned.

Helena bluffed and looked around. She was taking her time, after a few seconds Dinah seemed be distracted and she tried to take the cake again, but Dinah moved faster and raised her plate. "I said this is mine, you finished yours."

"Helena," Barbara looked at the brunette, "leave Dinah alone."

Helena remained still a few moments. The women continued their conversation until Diana felt that Helena rubbing against her sleeve. She turned her face and found Helena looking at her with puppy eyes.

"Oh no, Helena, not that!" Dinah exclaimed, covering her face.

"That look is for what?" the princess asked Helena, who was looking at her with big eyes, begging her.

She purred and rubbed her head against her arm constantly looking at her with her puppy eyes.

"That is low," Barbara said putting a piece of cake on her mouth. "Helena, don't bother Diana."

"She looks like the damn cat in Shrek 2." Dinah sighed.

"Okay, okay, that's enough, take it!" Diana pushed her plate toward the brunette and Helena happily took the slice of cake and put it in her mouth.

"I hate that look," Dinah said. "Nobody can resist it more than 30 seconds."

"Yes, I see that." Diana responded, and laughed as she watched the brunette eating the cake.

"I better get the antidote before she makes us crazy with her tricks." Barbara cleaned her mouth with a napkin.

"Yes, good idea," the princes and Dinah said at the same time.

Barbara looked at her protégé, she had chocolate all over herself from the cake. She moved her head, she was a very tidy and orderly person. She hated that Helena was messy, maybe she was picky, perhaps slightly obsessive- compulsive, but she didn't like the dirt. The brunette put her hands on the tablecloth and growled something to Dinah. Barbara closed her eyes looking at the finger prints of chocolate on it.

"Okay, I think we need apply the 'word'" she sighed.

"What?" Dinah opened her eyes and looked at Helena, who was putting the breadcrumbs from Dinah's plate on her mouth.

"She is a real mess! I don't want to see her chocolate fingerprints all over the clocktower," Barbara explained

"I pass..." Dinah moved her hands. "I did it this morning, she will be pissed if I do it again."

Barbara glared at her. "Okay, I'll do it."

"Barbara, she doesn't have very good memories of that day. For that reason, she hides everytime she hears you say the 'word'"

"I just gave her a bath! What is the problem?"

Helena raised her eyes and looked at the redhead.

Dinah cocked her head. "Remember? The WWF ring?"

"You are exaggerating. She loves baths."

Helena hissed.

"Yes, but she hates that you must be a bit firm with her."

"Well, that was when we didn't have good communication with her and we had to force her to do it!" She looked her protégé, who was looking at her attentively with her feral eyes. "Am I wrong? We can give you a bath without problems."

The girl disappeared immediately of the kitchen. Diana tried to avoid laughing.

"Oh damn!!." Barbara cursed and wheeled back. "Diana, could you help me?".

"Why don't you let Dinah bathe her? She did it the last few days without problems," the princess suggested.

"Helena, loves the idea of baths," Dinah explained, "but I guess she thinks it wouldn't be fun twice in a day."

"Helena normally would do it," Barbara said.

"You said it, 'normally'."

"Okay, okay, who taught her be afraid of the 'word'? Barbara glared at Dinah.

"Hey, it wasn't my fault that you three wrestled the first day!" the teen said.

"But you taught her the 'word'."

Dinah rolled her eyes and stood up. "Okay, okay, I'll try, but I won't promise anything. Could you help me find her?"

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Those girls are never boring. It was a really an odyssey to try to catch Helena, she disappeared in the Clock Tower. Dinah was right, she was disgusted because the first day Barbara had be a bit firm. She was afraid of being in a "new place" after a long day of hiding. She had been scared and disconcerted.

Barbara began to worry because she needed to give her the antidote too. I thought in that moment that finding her was maybe the easiest part. Catching her... that was the difficult one. After a half hour Dinah had a brilliant idea. Maybe she was at the top of the ClockTower outside. And she was...

I could fly and catch her but I didn't want to do it. It had been hard enough for her because she didn't understand what was happening. We managed to get her down after an hour. It was hard to convince her that taking a bath with Babs and me wouldn't be as terrible as lat time. But again she was easy, we blackmailed her with pop tarts.

After the bath, Barbara injected the serum, but we needed to wait between five and six hours to let it take effect. In the morning she would awake as the old and stubborn Helena. She removed the sling from her feet, she had healed quickly.

Helena has a special charm. Now I understand why Barbara loves her so much. My friend had told me that after her mom's death the fury had transformed her life; that she had trained her to help her to control that anger. To prevent that anger from consuming her; fighting against her demons day by day. But in her feral mode, the anger didn't exist, she was playful, she liked to be with her family. She didn't remember anything about her past, about her nightmares.

I remember that night. Barbara was on the balcony of the Clocktower after dinner. Barbara had refused in the beginning, but I finally convinced her. I wrapped her legs with her belt to kep them together and, taking her by her waist, she passed her arm around my back, I jumped into the night.

We flew around the city. I could see her face shining, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath of the cool air. Maybe she remembered the feeling of hanging in the city as Batgirl. It was a long time ago. The lights of the city down below us were marvelous, and when we flew through the bay of new Gotham and she looked at the lights reflected over the water, her eyes turned moist.

She didn't say a word, neither did I. We didn't need to. The moment was just perfect.

We were back almost half an hour later. I sat her on the edge of the balcony. She looked at the city under her feet once more. I saw her opening her arms to feel it. She stayed there without moving for long seconds, maybe minutes. I sat next to her and closed my eyes too, feeling the moment.

Suddenly, she arrived. Helena managed to squirm between Barbara and me. As usual she liked to be the focus of our attention. Barbara and I looked at each other and smiled. She passed and arm around the girl's back and gave her a kiss on the forehead. I could almost touch the bond between them. It was as strong as the one that I had with my mother and she with me. I remembered her and I couldn't prevent a tear from running down my cheek.

We stayed there in silence, just looking up. The young Kyle seemed be enjoying the moment, maybe more than us, sometimes we could hear her making strange noises coming from her throat and chest, while her eyes were lost looking at I don't know what in the black sky. It was like if she was talking with the stars. It was if nothing else existed in the world. Just her and "her" night... in her way she was sharing "her" night with us.

And I say "her" night because I remembered her father in that moment. The mysterious detective, the Dark Knight. He had the same love for the darkness, for the freedom, for that city, for the night, "his" night, as now she now felt was hers.

That night will live forever in my mind.