The magic lasso fell over Circe in that moment. "Stop it!" She heard the voice of the amazon. "I order you stop it."

Circe glared at Diana, annoyed, knowing she had lost. She couldn't avoid obeying the orders of the golden rope. Diana had managed to stand up and trap her, taking advantage of her distraction with Huntress. The sorceress raised her hands and the the shining light disappeared. Huntress rolled on the floor, moaning.

"This is finished, Circe!" Wonder Woman shouted at the sorceress. "Stop this madness!! You've got the blood of Gods running through your veins and you abuse your power and wreck lives, causing people pain!!"

"I'm not afraid of you!!! I hate you!!! I hate your hypocrisy and your pious niceties. Preaching values the amazons and the Olympians barely comprehend—standing as a pinnacle for people who are as naive as you, who actually believe that you're as good as you think you are!!! Who refuse to understand that people are animals and crave the world of sin I'd give them!"

"Olympus as my witness, I'll keep struggling to make this world a more loving place, because I think it's better than your world of malice and hate and murder. I order you to return to your Island and never to return. Go back to your island, go back with your daughter."

Circe clenched her teeth. "I blame you, amazon. We will meet again."

"Hopefully, no time soon."

A light ball covered her and she disappeared. Diana fell to her knees, she was exhausted; Huntress felt the chains that were restraining her disappear, she remained unmoving a few seconds trying to recover her breath.

Wonder Woman stood up and flew toward the brunette. "Are you okay, kid?" she asked.

Huntress winced in pain.

"Easy..."

"My whole body burns... but I'll be okay. And you?... How are you?"

"I'm okay... just a bit weak, thanks." Diana said crouching next to her.

The girl rubbed her arms and looked around. "Where did she go?"

"She can't refuse the orders of my lasso. It's over. She is back on her island."

"Why don't you order her to be a nice witch?".

Diana laughed and sat next to her "I wish..."

"What happened?" Huntress asked. "I don't remember anything..."

"Long story, you don't want to know."

"It was that bad?"

"Not really."

"Why did she want to transform you into clay?"

"I was formed from the clay of Paradise Island and brought to life by the powers of the Goddesses Artimes, Hestia, Aphrodite, Athena, Persophon and Hermes. She thought it would be possible to take the magic that gave me life away and revert me to clay. She just found the way to do it."

"Nice. Can you walk?" Huntress shook her head.

"Give me a few minutes... let me catch my breath."

They heard a helicopter and a light covered them.

::Are you okay?:: They heard Barbara's voice.

"Yes... Where did you get a chopper?" Huntress asked.

::You don't want to know...::

"That's the second time that I've heard that sentence; Now I'm worried. What has been happening?"

Diana smiled at her. "I promise to tell you everything later."

It was marvelous to realize that Huntress' instinct to protect people was still in her, regardless of the fact that she was acting like an irrational person. It made me see her big heart, a big heart that she hides behind her rudeness and bad manners to avoid being hurt. A heart that drove her to fight and not stop.

I still marvel at how Barbara could see through that wall that Huntress built around herself. She knew what was inside her, and that moved her to take care of her and train her. Now every time that I see her I don't see the bad and rebellious girl that impressed me when I first met her. Now I see a very sensible, but strong woman that loves to love and be loved.

She has a hero's heart.

The next evening, Barbara and Diana were in her room, she was packing. She needed to go to keep her work as ambassador and hero. Barbara felt a bit sad, it had been a few but very intense days with her. Diana was saddened as well.. They had become closer in those few days than in the last ten years. Not just as heroes, as people, as friends.

"Are you sure you feel okay?" the red head asked the princess.

"Yes, the potion didn't penetrate my skin... Huntress saved my life just in time."

"I'm happy for that."

"How did she know that we were at the chemical factory?"

"She saw where you went when you flew out of the Clocktower. Cats have a strong sense of orientation. That and the smell I guess. I can't be sure. But I'm glad she did it."

"Yes, me too."

"Do you know Barbara?" Diana sat on the mattress. "In the beginning I couldn't understand how you and Huntress could get along, being so different. But... in her feral state, I watched how she followed you and how she looked for you. It was touching... she was exteremely strong, she could have easily done whatever she wanted here, but... she always respected you. And wanted your approval. I discovered a marvelous girl. The one that you worry about. The one that would give her life for anyone, if you asked. That impressed me."

"We just were partners of our own misfortune; we had to learn to live with each other and I think that the pain made us stronger and very close."

"You are fighters."

"Yes, we are all fighters." Barbara smiled.

Diana kept silent a few seconds before looking at her. "Is she better now?"

"Yes, thank God." The redhead smiled "Sleeping without her purring on my back was marvelous. She is okay now, thanks to you."

"I'm glad for it... I think she has been avoiding me all day. I don't think that she feels comfortable with me yet. We were best friends when she was primal." She smiled with sadness.

"Oh... Helena is that way," Barbara touched her arm knowing how she felt. She had spent much time with her over the last week, helping her learn and comforting her. "She usually is not warm, but I'm sure she likes you. I talked with her last night and I told her what happened. She was surprised and... I think that it's hard for her to believe much of it because she doesn't remember anything."

"Don't worry, Barbara, I know I can's expect everyone to feel comfortable with me." Diana touched her shoulder. "Humans feel and think different, all of us have different personalities."

"Agreed, but I'm sure she appreciates you now. Believe me."

I knew the ordeal had been hard for Helena. It was too much to ask her to understand in just one day and to accept that I had helped her even though she had been rude when I arrived here. I really had developed an affection for the girl. In her feral state, she had been like a kitten looking for love. But now, she was herself again... and I couldn't force her to accept me.

She was the daughter of one of my best friends. I really wanted know her a bit more and be her friend.

Helena had been singing the Hakuna Matata song under her breath all day, and she didn't understand why. Dinah had just smiled when she heard her doing that. The blonde was rubbing Helena's back with burn cream in the lab; The burns hadn't been bad but they were itchy, like a sunburn after a sunny day on the beach. She was lying on her stomach with her head resting on her arms.

"You must be joking," she said.

The blonde girl shook her head. "Pretty hot."

Helena covered her eyes with her hands.

"He was very embarrassed," Dinah explained. "You should call him."

"Crap."

"Don't say that word."

"Who else knows?" She looked at Dinah "Barbara?"

"Embarrassed." Diana finished to with her back and closed the cream tube.

"Damn... the princess?"

"She laughed a lot. I'm finished, stand up."

Helena sighed and rolled her eyes. She froze a second and glared at the teen. "Alfred?"

"He laughed too."

"How could you tell him??" Helena shouted, sitting on the stretcher.

"Hey, this place is small, and you were a pain in the ass, it was impossible for him not to know what were you doing."

"Shit!!!"

"Oh Helena, it was funny. You should have seen Reese's face."

"How do you expect me to look at any of them in the eye ever again??"

"They were just your primal instincts." The blonde shrugged her shoulders. "Not your fault... at all."

"That's the problem, they'll think that I'm that way inside."

"Well..." Dinah grinned. "... you are"

"Not funny." Helena stood up. "Now how can I face Reese?"

Dinah looked at her nails. "Well, I'm sure that he would be happy if you acted the same way, but in your five senses, and of course in another place."

"This is the worst thing that has ever happened!"

"Hey, it wasn't nearly as bad for you as it was for us. Let me put it to you this way: you were very friendly and funny but a pest at dinner and at night."

"Dinah..." Helena sighed, looking for her coat.

"Hey, I'm joking." Dinah watched her in silence for a few seconds. "Seriously, Princess Diana leaves tomorrow, you have kept your distance from her all day, why?"

"I've never been close to her."

"She was very nice to you all those days. You loved to be with her."

"I don't remember anything."

"It was you, you can't deny it!" Dinah said, a bit angry "You may not remember, but you can feel it! She spent hours trying to understand you and to make feel you better. We couldn't and she taught us to do it, to understand a sound or read your look. You only grunted and growled."

Huntress put her coat on. "Okay, what do you want?"

Dinah exhaled and moved her head. She couldn't believe it. "I don't want anything. I just wish that you would be friendly. She leaves tomorrow and you haven't said a word to her since we got back here last night."

"Don't be dramatic. I'm just catching up on what happened." The brunette knew she had acted like an irrational person; it made her angry and ashamed of herself. She couldn't understand how she couldn't have control over herself. It was all jumbled inside her mind.

"Helena, it's not about me, it's about you and what she did for you. It's just about feelings. Just feel it." Dinah sighed and went to the kitchen. "I hate when you are so stubborn."

Helena rolled her eyes. Dinah was pissed now. She followed her. "Dinah, come here." The blonde ignored her. She moved upstairs with Helena following her. Helena grabbed her arm in the kitchen doorway.

"What do you want?" Dinah asked.

"I can't remember!" Helena said, almost exasperated.

"Let me help you, you were a very grateful and nice person when we could see what's inside you, than when you're back to normal, you keep hiding yourself from us!"

"I'm not hiding from anyone!"

"Yes, yes, keep telling yourself that." Dinah opened a cabinet and took a bag of poptarts.

"Dinah, I accept you like you are, why are you try to change me?" Helena watched her and went to the cabinet looking for another bag but the cabinet was empty.

"I'm not trying to change you, being nice to a person that helped you is against your own rules?"

"Damn!" Helena sighed and rubbed the bridge of her nose. She had too many blurred images in her head to stop to think of that. She needed time. "Give me one."

"What?" Dinah frowned opening the bag.

"Give me one poptart there aren't anymore," the brunette explained.

"No way, you slobbered on them all and Barbara had to put them in the trash."

"What?"

"You screwed up the last box. Not my fault."

"Hey, come on, Dinah, you have two, give me one," Helena pleaded.

Dinah moved the poptarts behind her back. "No..."

"Dinah..."

"Helena."

The brunette tried to take one and the teen ducked. Helena looked at her trying to regain the control. "Is this because you are mad with me?"

"With the stubborn and ungrateful Helena? No."

Helena made an attempt to take the poptart and failed again. "Dinah, I don't remember, give me time! I'm confused, please!"

Dinah glared at her.

"Just give me time... okay?"

Dinah thought about it a few seconds "Okay."

"Now... will you give me one?"

"No."

"Why not?"

"Because they are mine!"

"Dinah, I told you..."

"I know, and I'm glad to hear it but that is not a poptarts matter. Barbara bought a box and you licked all of them; no one could eat them. I just saved this bag and it's mine."

Helena tried to grab her hand, but Dinah moved back and ran behind the kitchen table. She swung the bag in front of her, taunting the brunette.

"Dinah..." Helena grumbled.

"Mine, mine, mine, they're mine..." the teen sang.

Helena tried to catch her and failed. Dinah giggled.

"Just one... don't be selfish!" Helena said.

"Never!" Dinah ran outside the kitchen followed by the brunette.

Diana and Barbara were downstairs watching the scene from the lab.

"It's almost the same." The amazon smiled.

"Yes, just without the growls and grunts." Barbara sighed.

Huntress tackled Dinah and both fell on the coach in the living room, laughing. Dinah hid the pop tarts underneath herself, Helena was on her back and began to tickle her.

"That's cheating!" the blonde laughed.

"You are going to break the poptarts! Give me one!"

"Okay... I'll give you one... just get off me!"

As soon as Dinah found herself free, she ran downstairs. She stopped her in her tracks when she found Barbara and Diana in front of her. Helena crashed into her, pushing her.

"Uh..." Dinah muttered, as her mentor and the princess stared at them.

"Having fun?" The red head raised her brow.

"Well...we..." the brunette answered avoiding Diana's look.

"We... were just..." Dinah mumbled, too.

"Be careful you two, I don't want something to break. Well, the princess leaves tomorrow and I would like to have a goodbye dinner for her. So please, don't go anywhere." Barbara looked at Helena. "And before you say no, I invited Reese too. I imagined it would make you happy. He said he would bring the dessert."

"Oh, that... it's great." Huntress answered nervously, feeling she didn't have an excuse to escape from there. Being in front of the princess made her feel uncomfortable. "Great."

"Okay, want to have some coffee with us?"

"No... I... I'll be outside, I need some fresh air. I have been in here all day."

"Wanna the poptart?" Dinah asked her showing her the platic bag.

"No... later."

Diana knew she was still avoiding her. She sighed. Barbara frowned. Dinah watched her go. That was not normal. She waited until Huntress went outside.

"No poptarts? Uh oh..."

"I need to talk to her," the red head said.

"She doesn't know how to deal with everything that happened," the teen said. "It's just that. Well, maybe I'd feel ashamed, if I acted like a big cat all week... a stubborn cat..."

"For that reason, I need to talk with her."

"Barbara." Diana took Barbara's hand. "Let me go. Please."

Barbara looked at her strangely; after a few seconds she understood. And nodded.