email address kbuxton25 at blueyonder dot co dot uk
Title: I'll be Gentle pt.4
Rating: Not nearly as rude, I'll go for a 15
Pairing: Helena/Dinah
Disclaimer: I don't own them; I'm just having some fun.
Author's notes: Barbara's back. Not gonna say anymore, it might spoil it.
My apologies to Lena, you'll get the next one I promise.
Part 4
"Are you really that worried?" Dinah lay a sweet kiss on the corner of Helena's mouth as she lay staring at the ceiling.
"About Barbara?" Helena ran a hand through her mussed hair, pulling sweat dampened bangs away from her eyes. "Yeah." She pulled her lover in closer and kissed the golden crown of her head.
"C'mon, the sun shines out of your ass where Barbara's concerned. The shit you've pulled in the past and you always come up smelling of roses."
Helena sighed. "This is different Dinah, you're 17 and you've got a mouth like a sailor and you can do things in bed that make me blush. She's gonna blame me for all of that."
"And you're 24, that's not that big an age gap." The blonde could feel the nervous tension coming off of her lover in waves. It made her nervous to know that the unstoppable Huntress – Superhero Extraordinaire – was totally quaking in her boots about what Barbara might think of her.
"What if we kept it to ourselves for a while? I could tell Barbara that I was seeing someone a little older and eventually we could tell her the truth." She already knew that hiding the truth from Barbara, as well as lying, was not the way to go.
"Wait – you're gonna tell Barbara that I like to talk dirty on top of the 'we're having sex' bit? - Are you trying to kill me or her?"
Helena couldn't help the chuckle, if she didn't laugh, she would have cried. "I've just gotta tell her straight – tell her the whole truth and nothing but the truth so help me god. And maybe she won't kill me and bury me in plant cemetery."
It was Dinah's turn to laugh as Helena referred to Barbara's part-time gardening hobby, the planter pot remains of which littered the balcony.
She stretched along her lover so that she lay half on top of her and sprinkled feather light kisses along her chest. "So what are you thinking of saying?"
"Hmmm." Helena breathed. "Something along the lines of 'Di and me, well, we got it on and now we don't want to stop'."
"I like that." Dinah mouthed the words around the nipple in her mouth. "Totally don't wanna stop," She scraped her teeth gently over the taught bud. "Would you stop if she told you to?"
Helena watched the beautiful young woman suckling at her beast like a greedy baby and felt silky blonde hair slide through her fingers, "I don't think I could even if I tried."
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Helena sat on the couch staring at the television even though she wasn't seeing it. She chewed at a thumb nail and grimaced at how short it had gotten.
"What's going on?"
Helena's head shot up as she looked towards the elevator. She hadn't even heard the familiar elevator drone.
Barbara wore a puzzled frown. Something was wrong here, she could feel it. "Where's Dinah?" She began to panic, thinking that something bad had happened to her young ward.
"She's at Gabby's." Helena slowly stood from the couch and followed the relieved looking red head as she wheeled into the kitchen.
"But she's going to be back by 10, right? She's got school tomorrow." Barbara glanced over her shoulder at the dark haired woman.
"Yeah." She was surprised to see that her hands were damp, so she wiped them onto her sweet pants before grabbing the bottle of water Barbara handed to her.
"What's going on Hel? You look as if you're about to take a running jump out of the window." She watched the other woman's cobalt eyes flick towards the windows again. "You didn't break the Delphi did you? What have I told you about playing 'Soldier of Fortune' on a multi million dollar piece of hardware? Why couldn't you have just bought a Playstation?"
Helena was a little shocked at her friends rant over the computer – 'Oh god, if she reacts this badly to the Delphi, what's she gonna say about me and Di' She began to tremble.
"Erm … Barbara, the Delphi's fine; I never touched it." 'No, but I did touch Dinah – over and over again'. "We need to talk … I need to tell you something." She glanced down at the kitchen table; as she jumped up on to the side; and blushed.
"What's going on Hel? You're not pregnant are you?" It was Barbara's turn to panic, again. Thoughts of a heavily pregnant Huntress racing over roof tops made her blanche. What were they supposed to do without her? Canary was good, but not nearly as good as Huntress – not yet at least.
"Jesus Barbara, give me some credit. I know how to use a condom." Helena was getting a little angry at the assumptions the other woman kept making.
"Then spit it out Helena, What's going on?" She was more than a little tired from her trip and this conversation was just sapping the energy right out of her.
"Dinah and I have been sleeping together." 'Okay that was blunt – not as blunt as saying we'd been fucking like rabbits – but still blunt'. "Shit, I didn't mean it to come out like that."
Barbara froze. "What? … er … What?" The usually articulate woman was at a loss for words.
Helena looked at her hands; which had been busy squeezing the 'life' out of a plastic bottle of water. "I came over on Friday … something happened between us … something that's been coming on for a long time now. I haven't been back to my apartment since."
Silence
Silence had never been more than a little awkward between the two friends before, it had never been like this, and it had never been all consuming.
"Barbara, please say somethin'." Helena couldn't bare it any longer.
"I love you Helena." Barbara looked up with tear stained emerald eyes. "But you're not to come around here anymore."
"What?" Helena choked on tears as her mentor; her best friend; her mother figure when she no longer had the real thing, calmly asked her to leave their lives and not come back.
"She's a minor Helena." Barbara barely restrained the anger she felt. "You could be arrested for what you've done.
"I was trusted to look after her and I trusted you to do the same. You broke my trust Helena and I can't forgive you for that.
"I want you to go … now."
"But what about Canary and Huntress and Oracle?" Helena stammered.
"We don't need your kind of help anymore." Barbara grimaced at her own words – her own lies. Of course they needed Huntress; she just couldn't trust her anymore.
Helena slid boneless from the work-surface. Her head cast down. As she walked past Barbara; the red head gripped her hand hard making her wince at the pain.
Barbara noticed the flinch – okay, she was a little rough, but no more than the other woman could've easily handled. She turned Helena's hand in her own and glared at the healing cuts which streaked across her palm. She longed to ask about them, but she didn't. "I want you to keep away from Dinah, you hear me?"
Helena couldn't look Barbara in the eye and she couldn't promise her something that she had no intention of keeping. She pulled her hand out of Barbara's and walked away, crying silently until she got to the solitude of the elevator.
