Title: I'll be Gentle pt.5
Rating: Bad language, 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.
Thanks to Lena for the beta'ing and helping with my Britishisms
Part 5
"Is everything okay?" Dinah nervously tucked a strand of blonde hair behind her ear as she noticed Barbara pounding at the Delphi keyboard. "Did you have a nice trip?"
"You need to go to your room right now." Barbara didn't raise her eyes as she spoke calmly. "We can talk tomorrow."
"Where's Helena?" The blonde felt an icy shiver rack her body.
"She's not here and she's not coming back." Barbara could feel her jaw ache from grinding her teeth at the thought of 'that woman'.
"Tonight?"
"Anymore."
"Oh god, what did she say?" Dinah felt an immediate wave of guilt flood her body at assuming the worst of her usually tactless lover.
Barbara shook her head and removed her glasses. She pushed the heels of her palms into her eyes, hoping that this little bit of un-comfort would detract from the pounding in her head. "We'll talk tomorrow."
"Damn it Barbara, tell me what happened so that I can make it better."
"Make it better." She guffawed at the innocence of the words. "You can't make it better Dinah. What Helena did is unforgivable, she took advantage of you."
"What?" Dinah was stunned. Then she began to think of all the things which Helena could have said to make Barbara think those things. A deep furrow creased her brow as she made her way towards the red head. "Fuck Barbara, tell me what she said, exactly."
It was Barbara's turn to be stunned; she had never heard the young blonde curse before. "Dinah, that language isn't called for." She steeled her voice to let the teen know she wasn't impressed.
"She told you that she seduced me, right?" Dinah could feel the anger bubbling inside of her. How could Helena have been so stupid?
"Helena said, and I quote 'Dinah and I having been sleeping together'." Barbara's eidetic memory was flawless but even if it wasn't, she would have remembered those words.
"That was all?" The blonde didn't see a problem with those words, they were quite polite considering. "Did she leave or did you ask her to?" Dinah puzzled. The two women were usually great talkers, she often suspected that they told each other everything, they were best friends.
Barbara looked up into her wards electric blue eyes and spoke as evenly as she could. "I asked her to leave and not to come back."
'Holy shit' Dinah thought. "I have to go find her." She spun on her sneakered feet and headed back the way she came, curfew be damned.
"I don't think so Dinah." Barbara raised her voice to be heard from across the room. "I'm forbidding you from seeing her."
Dinah almost started to laugh. "You're … forbidding me?" She could no longer hide the anger she was feeling towards the red head. "Who the hell gave you the right to dictate my life? You are not my mother Barbara. Fuck." She cursed again and threw her hands into the air.
"I did this Barbara, not Helena. God damn it."
Barbara Gordon watched the Delphi monitors rattle out of the corner of her eye and knew that Dinah's anger was causing it. She moved away and towards Dinah. "You're so much younger than her; she took advantage of your youth and inexperience."
Dinah was incredulous, she wanted to laugh again. "You couldn't be more wrong Barbara. I'm not as inexperienced as you think." She neared her older mentor. "Tell me Barbara, what were you doing at 17? Don't tell me a hottie like you was still wearing white?"
Barbara blushed.
"How old were you when some steroidal jock popped your cherry?"
"Dinah!" Barbara flinched at the words coming from the young woman she had taken under her wing a year before.
Dinah couldn't help it, she was angry at the way Barbara had turned her back on Helena and it felt good to yell. "I like to fuck." She spat. "I like to fuck girls and I like to fuck Helena … I can't get enough of the way that woman touches me.
"I seduced Helena and it's been coming for a long time. She was hurt and I took advantage and she liked it."
Barbara gaped.
"I'm gonna go and find her, don't expect me back." She threw over her shoulder as she headed out of the Clock Tower.
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Dinah pulled the doors open and scanned the smoky room for her lover. She pulled her Levi jacket tighter around her waist and strolled towards the bar.
"Hey there blondie, what brings you here this time of night?"
"Hey Gibson." Dinah tried to offer him a warm smile but it fell short. "Is she here?"
Gibson nodded and pointed towards a darkened booth in the far corner.
"How much did she drink?"
The shorter dark haired man frowned his confusion at the delectable Huntress' lack of thirst. "She's been nursing the same glass for over an hour."
Dinah nodded and turned away. She forced herself between dancing couples and eased in to the same booth as her lover. "C'mon baby, let me take you home." Her voice was low, but she was sure that the other woman heard it.
Helena had her knees pulled up to her chest, her arms wrapped around them and her head buried in the nest that was formed. She lifted her head and looked at the blonde as if not recognising her. "I can't go back to the Clock Tower." It was almost a sob.
Dinah's heart broke at the pain radiating off of the other woman. She had obviously been crying and it looked as if she was about to start again. Dinah reached out and cradled Helena's tear stained cheek in her hand. She leaned forward and stared deeply in to ashen blue eyes. Her breath hitched in her throat as she thought of just how beautiful the other woman was. "I don't mean the Tower, Hel. It's about time you showed me that apartment of yours."
A big fat tear leaked from Helena's eye as she leaned into the hand pressed to her face. "What did you do Dinah?" She shuddered.
"We kinda had a fight." The blonde shrugged.
"Kinda?" Helena chuckled. "Shit D, you said the fuck word didn't you?"
"A couple of times."
"Oh Fuck." Helena groaned. "In what context?"
Dinah blushed a little as she remembered what she had yelled at Barbara. "Probably all of them. I kinda told her that I like to fuck you. She went a little pale when I said that."
Helena hide her face again as she simultaneously laughed and groaned. When she lifted her head back up, she wiped at tears of a different kind and let a smile play on her lips. "C'mon then, let's get you home."
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"I thought that you were going to take me back to your apartment." Dinah squeezed Helena's warm hand in her own. "Isn't it that way?" She pointed down the street behind them.
"I'm taking you the scenic route." Helena squeezed back.
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They'd been walking for about 20 minutes in silence before Dinah piped up and voiced something that had been plaguing her since they had left No Man's Land. "How come I get the impression that you're taking me back to the Clock Tower?"
"Because I said that I was taking you home."
"You're coming back too?" Dinah grinned. This was just one big mess but if Barbara and Helena could just sit down and talk about this calmly, preferably without using the fuck word, they would work it all out.
Helena shook her head. "I can't go back there."
"But …" Dinah flinched. "Then I don't want to go back either."
"It's still your home Di." The brunette could feel the tears well up behind her azure eyes. "And I couldn't let Barbara worry; about not knowing where you were."
"But …"
"Please Dinah." Helena brought their linked hands to her lips and kissed them. "She loves you."
"But … she acts as though she's my mother." Dinah mumbled. She wanted to be in Helena's arms, in her apartment, in her bed.
The pair stopped outside of the secret entrance and Dinah let them in. Helena called for the elevator. "Then let her. You need a mother figure to help you." She reached out for a strand of blonde hair that had fell across Dinah's face and let it float through her fingers before tucking it behind her ear. She sighed heavily.
"I don't need Barbara, I have you." Dinah could feel her own tears, something seemed terribly wrong.
"I don't want to be your mother Dinah; I want to be your lover." Her voice was barely more than a whisper. Helena removed her leather duster and pulled it around Dinah's shoulders. "I'll take you to your floor." She pulled the blonde into the elevator with her.
Dinah grabbed a hold of Helena and hugged her tightly. "Come in with me, please."
"I'll be coming back for this, you know?" She tugged at the leather lapels and then pulled Dinah back into her body.
As the elevator made its slow ascent, Dinah could swear that Helena was rocking her gently and her voice; almost a breath, was mumbling over words. She stained to hear what the other woman was saying; tears streaked her cheeks when she managed to hear the soft singing.
"Take the ribbon from my hair …. Shake it loose and let it fall …. Lay it soft against your skin …. like the shadows on the wall …. Come and lay down by my side …. till the early morning light …. all I'm taking is your time …. help me make it through the night."
Helena took a deep shuddery breath and continued to whisper the words into the blonde's neck.
"I don't care what's right or wrong …. and I won't try to understand …. let the devil take tomorrow ….. for tonight I need a friend …. Yesterday is dead and gone …. and tomorrow's out of sight …. and it's so sad to be alone …. help me make it through the night."
As she breathed the last words, she pushed Dinah out through the open doors and into the Clock Tower before punching the down button and turning her back on piercing blue eyes.
