Alfred knows abouts who is Helena? well, checking the episodes, I guess he knew, but I dont know exactly when. Im going to write that he knows who is she but I think than this time is too soon.
In three birds and a baby he said:
ALFRED PENNYWORTH: Might I remind you, Miss Helena, I'm a butler,not a nanny.
BARBARA: Well, I-I thought you raised Bruce Wayne from the timehe was little.
ALFRED PENNYWORTH: Oh, yes, indeed. It does seem I have beentaking care of children and everyone else for more years than I can count. So ... it's nice that you're developing an appreciation of my work.
So this would means he took care of Helena too in some moment. But, who knows?
The first thing that she felt was the soft pillow under her head and the warm mattress. Again in bed? That was not a good sign. Barbara opened her eyes slowly and looked around. It took her a few seconds to remember what had happened.
She tried to sit and a sharp of pain in her ribs made her lie back. Uh, the beating had been worse than she had imagined. She looked at her left warm. It had a bandage. She moved her hand slowly to her waist and felt another bandage over her waist. She closed her eyes. She couldn't stay there; Selina was so nice, but she could manage alone. It would be best to rest at her own place.
Maybe the idea of standing up wouldn't be good after all. She had been so stupid going to face Voodoo in her weak condition. Taking a deep breath and biting her lip, she sat up on the mattress; her clothes were probably inside the closet. She closed her eyes, she just needed to rest a few seconds before standing up.
"What are you doing?" Selina stood up in the frame door; she was more than pissed, her eyes were feral.
"I need to go home," Barbara answered.
"How? You are seriously injured." The blonde woman walked toward her.
"It's not that bad. I have been in worse situations than this one."
"Sure..." Selina nodded, crossing her arms and looking at her.
Barbara took a breath and tried to stand up, but the pain at her waist made her groan and she sat down again. She couldn't stand up. Shit. She hated that.
"I'm glad two broken ribs broken are typical for you." Selina sat in a chair next to the wall. "But please, Leslie worked all night treating you, don't screw it up now with your stubbornness."
The redhead closed her eyes, angry at her useless condition.
"What the hell were you doing facing Voodoo?" the blonde asked.
"Don't bother me now," she mumbled, lying back again on the bed, she's did not need to be scolded by an ex-criminal. She was an adult.
"If I hadn't gone there, you would be dead now! What were you trying to do? Kill yourself?"
"Maybe that was my destiny, maybe you just delayed it," Barbara said in annoyance, feeling really angry. She hated being scolded like a kid.
"Don't try to play hero with me." The blonde growled.
"I do not need a babysitter, Selina!" Barbara shouted. "I'm an adult, I know what I'm doing."
"And going to that place was a mature decision?" Please! I asked you to stay here while you were recovering and while we figured out how to defeat Voodoo and, instead, you just went out to find him and he almost killed you!"
"I'm a not a child!"
"Well, it certainly looks that way from here! Barbara you are worse than Helena! At least I can ground her and have her be quiet!"
"Why do you want to ground me?" Helena opened the door and walked inside the room with a lollipop in her mouth.
"What are you doing here?" Selina glared at her. "You should be in school."
Helena noticed her cat eyes. "Why are you mad, Mom?"
"Don't change the subject," Selina said. "I asked, what are you doing here?"
"I got kicked out. The principal caught me running in the corridor." Helena put her school bag on a chair.
"You are out?" Selina glared at her.
"Just for today, she told me I was punished and that she wants to talk with you tomorrow." Helena took a peice of paper of her pocket and gave it to her mother.
"Damn! I have told you many times not to do that!" The blonde woman was most annoyed.
"I needed to go to the bathroom, it was an emergency," the kid explained, looking up at her.
"Excellent, I'm sick and you're out of school." Barbara moved back slowly to rest her head on the pillow.
"Not my fault." Helena smiled at the red head. "Barbara, how are you?"
"Better, honey." The redhead answered, clenching her teeth as she felt a sharp pain in her back.
"Doesn't look like it." The kid kneeled next to the mattress and looked at Barbara's right eye that was purple and half closed. "Mom said a car hit you, why do cars always hit you? Your eye is pretty ugly now."
"Helena, go to your room." Her mother shook her head. "As soon as I finish with Barbara, I want to have a serious talk with you."
"You are in trouble," Helena said to the redhead, resting her head on her arms. "When she says that, you are in trouble."
"Like you." Barbara raised her brow.
"Move it, Helena," Selina said. "I said I need to talk with Barbara alone."
The kid stood up.
"Please." The red head rolled her eyes. Being hurt by a criminal was a common thing for crime fighters. She had been beaten many times in her career. This was one more; she accepted it, she had been stupid, but she was a human and made mistakes. "You are being dramatic with this, Selina."
"And she always says that I'm the one that's dramatic," Helena whispered in Barbara's ear.
"I'm not dramatic; Helena is a kid, but you are an adult!" Selina pointed at the younger woman.
"I'm an adult, I know what to do or not!" Barbara began to feel exasperated.
"Mom doesn't like yelling, careful." Helena took the lollipop out of her mouth. Barbara didn't know her mother when she was angry. It was best to warn her.
"Helena, go to your room now!" Selina glared at the kid; she wanted her out of the room so she could speak freely with the redhead about the problem.
"I just wanted know how Barbara is." The child looked at her. "You told me I could see her today."
"You saw her, now go." Selina shook her head. "Damn! Barbara is as stubborn as you!"
"No way!" Helena protested. "I'm not stubborn."
"Yes, you are!" Her mother said turning to face her. "Don't interrupt us! This is an adult discussion. Please go-to-your-room."
"All right, all right," the child mumbled, walking to the door.
"Selina," Barbara tried to calm the situation and explained, "I needed to do it, you know how the business works."
"No," Selina walked toward her furiously, "You know you didn't need to expose yourself in that stupid way."
"She crossed a street with out being careful?" Helena stopped and cocked her head.
"Helena! You are not a part of this conversation!" Selina grumbled. "I said, go to your room, this is the last time I'm going to tell you!"
"But you are talking about me." Helena made a face.
"Go now!"
"I'm not stubborn, I'm determined," Barbara said. Selina was trying to deal with her as if she was a child. She didn't like that, she was an adult, and she didn't need to be treated that way.
"I'm determined, too." The child nodded.
"No, you are stubborn." Selina glared at Barbara.
"Yes, I'm firm in my convictions." The kid said to herself, "Good answer."
"You can't compare me to a child," Barbara protested.
Helena growled. "What's wrong with being a kid?"
"You are a kid!" Selina pointed out to Barbara.
"I'm not a kid." That was enough, the redhead tried to sit, but the pain made her move back holding her waist.
"I am, but cars don't hit me every week..." Helena rubbed her nose.
"Helena!" Barbara and Selina shouted at the same time.
"What a mood!" the child mumbled.
"Selina, understand. I make my own decisions." Barbara fixed her eyes on the blonde "You are acting like a grumpy mom."
"She is sometimes." Blue eyes looked at the redhead.
"That's it! You are punished." Selina pointed at Helena.
"What did I do?"
"You are in the wrong place at the wrong moment. You are punished -- no television, no cookies, no poptarts, go!"
"It's not my fault!" Helena pointed at Barbara "It's hers."
"Why mine?" Barbara frowned.
"Because she was talking with you not with me!"
"But you came in, you joined us, no one called you, so, you fell in the hole alone, don't try to blame me," Barbara said to her.
"And you ran in the corridors again and are now out of school."
"But just for one day." Helena studied her feet "And besides, when I came here, you were discussing me already, it was not my fault."
"You are here without permission." Selina rubbed her temples. "I told you to go to your room since the first moment."
"But you are talking about me!"
"No, we aren't," Barbara told her.
"Okay.. enough." Selina sighed. This conversation was making her crazy with Helena interrupting and Barbara not listening.
"Yes, Mom said you are "stubborn like Helena". Helena is me and I'm not stubborn."
"No?" Barbara mocked.
"I said enough." Selina closed her eyes.
"You are stubborn and you talk like a little parrot," Barbara joked.
"I'm not a parrot." Helena frowned. Was Barbara teasing her? She wasn't a parrot; she listened and paid attention to all her tutorials.
"Who talks all the time in the tutorials?" Barbara smirked at the kid.
"I just ask." Yes, she just asked. Tutorials were for learning, not keeping quiet.
"Enough..." Selina shook her head.
"No, you don't ask," Barbara explained, "you don't listen and your mind is always.. I don't know where."
"Not true!"
"I said enough!!" Selina yelled, taking the kid by her ear and moving her out of the room.
"OW OW OW, MOM!! That hurts!" the child cried.
"To your room now! No television, no cookies, no poptarts. "God! I can't believe I have to deal with two kids! I just wanted one!"
Helena walked on her tip toes while her mother took her out of the room. Selina pushed her out and closed the door behind her. "To your room!" She turned, glaring at the redhead. "Barbara, you exposed your life like a stupid kid! I brought you here yesterday pretty badly beaten, Leslie stayed here until the morning treating you and I didn't sleep all night, keeping an eye on you. She was really worried about your injuries. Could you do us a favor? Just stay here, don't go out, no phone calls to the office. Just rest! Am I asking too much?"
Barbara shook her head. "Selina..."
"Do whatever you want with your life," Selina grumbled. "If you want to die from your stubbornness, do it. But don't expect us to stay out of it and not say a word, watching you kill yourself." Annoyed, she stormed out of the room.
Barbara moved her head back and closed her eyes. She was right. She was damn right.
Helena, come here! She heard Selina's yells. Where are you?
You said go to my room, I'm in my room. The next voice was Helena's.
Why you were running in the corridors?
I had to pee.
Barbara couldn't avoid smiling lightly, hearing Helana defending herself to avoid a worse punishment.
And Alfred told me you tried to cheat him at cards. What have I told you? Selina scolded.
Hey, he cleaned me out. He won all the money; why is he mad at me? Helena answered.
He is not mad at you; he gave me your money back, but you tried to cheat him! I hate when you do that.
Barbara looked out the window. The past days had been bad; she was guilty; she needed to apologize to Selina. She needed to do it, but, first, she needed to stop feeling so angry at herself. Anything could happen if she could think clearly and if she could be most patient.
"God," she mumbled to herself, covering her eyes with her hands. "I'm so stupid sometimes."