Lost in my self

The young crimefighter was curled up in the corner of the closet. Her hair was a mess over her face and she was grabbing her head between her hands. She was only wearing her night shirt. Selina kneeled next to her and touched her arm, "Barbara?"

"Go away!" The red head tried to hit her.

Selina moved back and held her hand. "Easy, easy, it's me."

Barbara blinked and looked at her; she hit her with her other hand and jumped over her.

"Barbara!" the blonde shouted and pushed her back with her legs. She stood up immediately.

The red head crouched and prepared to attack.

"Barbara, it's me, Selina!" the blonde said.

"I know... you want to finish with me; but it will cost you blood."

"I what?... What are you talking about?"

Barbara looked at the door frame. Voodoo was there. He laughed.

Selina noticed Barbara's gaze at the door. "What's happening?"

"Finish with her!" Voodoo shouted.

"Damn son of a bitch!" Barbara shouted.

Selina noticed she was seeing something that she couldn't, but before she could say anything, Barbara tried to kick her. Selina ducked and swung her leg out, making Barbara lose her balance, she fell backwards. Selina moved to her quickly and hugged her strongly.

"Barbara, calm down! I'm Selina!"

"He is controlling you!" Barbara yelled. "You don't understand!"

They rolled on the floor and Barbara pushed strongly making the blonde hit her lower back against the border of the door.

"Ouff.." Selina grunted and released her. Barbara ran again to the door. She saw Voodoo and she tried to attack him. She hit and bounced against the wall in the hallway. Selina ran toward her; Barbara was kneeling on the floor and, when she saw her, she used her head as a hammer and impacted the blonde woman in her gut, knocking the air out of her.

Selina felt a hard blow on her face. Maybe Barbara was only a human, but she punched like a mule. "I'm sorry," she said and made the redhead step back by hitting her jaw with her fist.

Selina hit her again with her leg. The advantage was that Barbara was physically exhausted. She took her whip and moving her hand quickly, she wrapped her with it with a fast movement. The redhead struggled and Selina held her, restrained. "Calm down." She hugged her and pulled her to the bathroom. She turned on the cold water in the shower and pulled Barbara in. "Barbara, calm down!" she shouted.

As soon as she felt the cold water. Barbara woke up. "Shit!" she shouted; she tried to move, but Selina held her, twisting her arm.

"Stay calm!" the blonde said.

"Selina!" Barbara realized the blonde was holding her under the cold water. "What is happening to you?? Let me go!"

"Who am I?" Selina asked.

"What?"

"Who am I?"

"Selina, you are Selina, what the hell is happening to you? Let me go!"

The blonde released her and stepped back. Both were soaked. Barbara rubbed her arms and turned off the water before turning to her friend in annoyance. "What were you thinking? Are you crazy?" she shouted.

"That's the same thing I was going to ask you." The older woman took a towel to dry herself and threw another to the red head.

Barbara frowned and took it. She didn't understand what had happened. She felt tired, really tired and rested her back on the wall holding the towel. "What are we doing here?"

"Nothing pleasant, be sure of that." Selina sat on the W.C. drying her hair.

Barbara blinked disconcerted. She suddenly looked through the door and froze. Her room was a mess. "What happened here?" she mumbled. She tried to step forward, but her mind blurred.

Selina noticed something was wrong. The Barbara's legs buckled and Selina caught her in time to prevent her head from hitting the sink. The blonde held her between her arms.

"Barbara?" Selina saw the redhead's frightened eyes flutter. "Dammit, hold on."

She carried her toward the bed and examined her pupils. They were dilated. "Barbara, can you hear me?"

The redhead could only nod weakly.

"Hold on, sweetheart." Selina picked up the phone off the floor; that was not normal, something was happening to her. She hurriedly pressed some buttons.

The tall black man touched his father's shoulder. The old man grinned and looked at him.

"Almost son." He turned to see the doll hanging on a rope "You want her dead? Or want her here?"

"I want her here. It will be more fun to kill her with my hands."

"True."

"When?" Voodoo asked.

"Soon. Don't worry." He laughed.

Dr. Leslie Tomkins moved her head back, worried, taking of the stethoscope off her ears. She was seated on the bed next to the redhead at the hospital. Selina had taken her there, worried about her condition.

"Well?" Barbara asked, looking at the doctor.

"You are physically exhausted," Leslie said. "I don't understand what is happening. I recommend that you not go to work for three days. I took some blood samples to do some tests."

"Why the hallucinations and the nightmares?" Selina was standing up at the end of the bed with her arms crossed over her chest.

"I don't understand, but it in some way, they are draining all your energy. My only answer is stress and that her body is asking her to rest." She looked Barbara. "I can give you some vitamins and pills to sleep."

Barbara sighed. "I try, but I can't."

"What do you see in your hallucinations?"

"They are so real, I can almost touch them. I heard everything perfectly well. I saw dad..."

"Yesterday?" Selina fixed her eyes on her.

"I couldn't sleep because I kept seeing my father being murdered or Joker, Penguin and Riddler trapping me... Today, when I woke up," Barbara explained, "you walked in and tried to kill me. We had a hard fight and you came back twice. The last time you sent cats after me... they scratched me all over and I ran to hide in the closet. I was in there listening to them scratch the doors. I heard Voodoo hitting the door, trying to open it... it was like hell. I tried to move, but I couldn't. I was paralyzed. I wanted go out and jump through the window." The red head closed her eyes.

"Like the others," Selina said.

"What?" Leslie frowned.

Selina walked toward the window. "Have you thought, Babs, that maybe this Voodoo guy is attacking you?"

Barbara blinked. "What? He can't, to do voodoo he need something of the victim and..."

"Don't tell me that it's not possible, Barbara Gordon." Selina glared at her.

Barbara sighed and raised her eyes.

"She is right," Leslie said. "If this Voodoo guy does voodoo things; she is right. Black magic is unpredictable."

"You are so worried about solving everyone else's problems, that you never think of yourself," the blonde pointed out.

"Selina, please... I'm not a kid."

"Looks that way." She leaned over her.

"You can't say that! I know my work." The red head faced her.

"Sometimes, I doubt it," Selina said angrily.

"Don't tell me what to do."

"Don't be stubborn and open your eyes." The blonde woman hated it when Barbara didn't want to accept possibilities that she hadn't thought of first.

"I have my eyes open; I know this guy, I know how he works." Barbara began to feel exasperated. The last thing she needed was a ex-criminal as a counselor.

"So, accept that you are under his spell!"

"Girls! Calm down!." Leslie said, putting her hands between them. "This is a hospital."

"All right." Selina moved back and locked her eyes on the red head, "Voodoo, in some way, could do that. These guys that you have been investigating committed suicide. You told us that you wanted go and jump through the window."

Barbara closed her eyes. Selina got her.

"Just tell me, detective," the blonde inquired, "is there a possibility that Voodoo could have given those guys had hallucinations like you and forced them to kill themselves?"

Leslie raised her brow and looked at Barbara. "Honey..."

"Yes," Barbara finally said.

"Thanks." Selina looked at Leslie "I'll take her to my home tonight."

"What?" Barbara frowned.

"I'm not going to leave you alone until we understand what the hell is happening," Selina said with a firm voice.

"I can take care..." Barbara said in loud voice.

Selina interrupted her and pointed at her with her finger. "I don't want to wake up tomorrow and read that you jumped out of your window for being stubborn and not accepting help."

"You are physically exhausted, the hallucinations are becoming worse." Leslie crossed her arms. "As your doctor I suggest you do it. It's dangerous for you to be alone. If Voodoo is behind this, it would be much better have someone near you, until you can solve this problem."

Barbara bit her lip. She didn't like the idea of depending on anyone.

"Just tonight." Selina said. "Please."

Barbara nodded, inside she knew Selina was right.

"Thanks," the blonde said.