Title: I'll be Gentle pt.7
Rating: Dinah's in it, so there's bad language - 15
Pairing: Helena/Dinah
Disclaimer: I don't own them; I'm just having some fun.
Author's notes: I can't tell you anything, you'll have to read it.
Thanks Lena – I'm not that evil, am I?
Part. 7
"Get your clothes on Dinah; you're coming with me right now." Barbara tried to steel her anger but her voice still sounded harsh.
Dinah Redmond paled and sidled up behind Helena to hide from the piercing gaze. "I don't want to go."
"For god's sake, Dinah, do what I say!" She barked back.
Helena growled at the ferocity coming from the redhead. She felt the need to protect her lover from her oldest friend. "You …" Her voice emphasised her feral nature. "Are going … to have to … calm down." Helena took deep composing breaths between words. "Or else … Dinah isn't going anywhere."
Barbara couldn't believe the audacity, Helena the Huntress, telling her to calm down. Rage flashed in her jade eyes as she sought Dinah.
She flinched.
The blonde seemed more than a little afraid. In fact she was actually hiding behind the brunette – hiding from her. Barbara didn't know whether her charge was afraid of her fury, or scared that she wouldn't be able to see Helena again.
She nodded, letting them know that she was taking Helena's advice. After a few seconds she tried again. "Please, Dinah. Let's go home."
Dinah wanted to say no. She wanted to stay right here forever. She almost wished that Barbara had lost it and then Helena would take her to her apartment, where they could be happy. But, Dinah knew that wasn't going to happen. She knew that if she refused the redhead, Helena would get pissy and force her to go back anyway. They both knew that this was coming it was time to face the music. She squeezed Helena's leather clad hip and disappeared into their bedroom.
"How could you do this, Helena?" Barbara lowered her voice and spat out. "I thought that you'd be a little more mature about this."
"Isn't that the problem, Barbara?" Helena ground out the other woman's name. "That I'm too mature." She crossed her arms over her chest and pulled herself up to her full height. She knew that she was a formidable looking young woman and was using it as a silent threat towards the redhead. "I'm not going to stop seeing her."
"We'll see." Barbara cut her eyes with the challenge.
"I'm ready." Dinah was oblivious to the exchange as she came back fully clothed, wearing Helena's coat again. She hung her head instead of looking at Barbara, grimacing when she felt a hand on her arm tugging her out of the hotel room. She wanted to hug and kiss her lover goodbye, but knew it would only serve to fuel Barbara's apparent hatred of Helena. Two months seemed like a life sentence.
"Di." Helena spoke as she followed the blonde out of their room.
Dinah spun on her feet, still within Barbara's firm grasp.
"I love you."
Dinah sobbed as her chest tightened. She ripped out of Barbara's reach and ran back towards Helena. She crashed into the brunette and bought her hands up to cup her face tenderly. Tears rushed her sapphire eyes as she pressed her lips to her lovers. "I love you too, baby." She breathed over swollen lips.
"I'll see you soon." Helena held on tightly as tears filled her own eyes. "I promise."
"And you never break a promise, right?" Dinah smiled weakly, her feelings of loss still getting the better of her.
"Right." Helena forced a grin on to her face, hoping that it would ease some of the blonde's fears. "I'll call you tomorrow." She gave Dinah a quick kiss before she pushed her back towards Barbara who hadn't even turned to watch the love scene.
Dinah walked backwards, eyes never leaving Helena until she stepped into the elevator with Barbara and the doors closed.
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Dinah crawled on to the couch and stared up at the ceiling. A big silly grin had become permanently stuck to her face since she had left the hotel. She felt like giggling. Helena loved her. She wrapped her arms around her body and remembered the way that Helena had touched her, had kissed her. The smile got wider.
Barbara watched Dinah. The young blonde's emotions were so easy to read because they were written all over her face. She was so young that it made Barbara's teeth clench with anger and … jealousy. She was jealous of Dinah's complete submergence in her feelings, the kind of which Barbara hadn't experienced in a long time.
Dinah was going to hate her, but she needed to protect her from the heartache to come.
"Dinah."
"Yeah."
Barbara grimaced because, for the first time in a long time, Dinah smiled at her. She knew that it wasn't actually for her, just a by-product of her thoughts. "We're moving to Bludhaven."
"What?" Dinah squeaked as she jumped onto her feet.
"Dick could use our help." The redhead lied.
Dinah crossed her hands over her chest, unknowingly mirroring Helena's stance. "How long for?" Her eyes narrowed, if Dick really did need their help she would be there with bells on, but she didn't really trust Barbara at the moment.
Barbara took a deep breath before continuing; her voice still wavered. "New Gotham doesn't need us anymore … ever since Harley Quinn … well, it's been real quiet."
Dinah's mouth dropped open at the revelation. Barbara intended to take her away from Gotham, away from her friends, away from her lover. "Fuck."
"Dinah." Barbara chided.
Dinah tilted her head to the side as she took in the woman in front of her. "I'm not going." Her voice was remarkably calm. 'The calm before the storm' she thought.
"Yes, you are." Barbara Gordon replied quickly.
"No, I'm not."
"I'm not getting in to this with you Dinah, stop being so damn childish. You are coming to Bludhaven, if you like it or not." Barbara glared. She was leaving her home and her job to give her charge a better life, she could at least be a little grateful.
"You're delusional, Barbara. What the hell is wrong with you?" Anger seeped into her pores and coursed through her blood. She was trying so hard to stay calm, but even now her mind reached out for something to throw and break.
Barbara shook her head and turned around in her wheel chair. She started towards the kitchen, she needed a drink and was hoping the liquor cabinet was fully stocked. "This isn't about me." She slung the words over her shoulder.
Dinah stalked after Barbara. "This …" She waved her hands emphatically trying to encompass everything. "… Is about you keeping me away from Helena, isn't it?" She didn't wait for a reply as she watched Barbara place a tall glass on the table and pour a couple fingers of gin into. "You can't do it if we're both in New Gotham, but if I were elsewhere?"
Dinah lifted the heavy wooden table and slammed it upwards. She didn't need her
powers, she was so angry that she used her hands. "You evil fucking bitch." Her eyes blazed, they were almost black with ferocity.
Barbara recoiled as the glass and wood crashed into the floor. "Go to your room, Dinah." It sounded weak but she didn't know what else to say. She had pushed too far too fast and the teenager had begun to freak out.
"You are not my mother Barbara." She screamed. Raking her hands back through her hair she tried to calm the wild beating of her heart. She was scaring herself let alone Barbara. She turned away and thought of her lover, she thought of the beautiful cobalt eyes and full red lips. Dinah pulled her duster around her body and took in a deep breath as Helena's scent filled her nostrils. As she soothed her inner turmoil an idea came to her mind. With a wicked gleam in her azure eyes she spun on her boots and bounded around the upturned table to where Barbara sat frozen.
"Let's see why you're being such a cunt." She sneered as she grabbed a hold of Barbara's hand and squeezed.
Dinah jerked as thoughts not her own flooded her head. She held tighter as the redhead tried to pull her hand away.
"Holy fucking Christ." Dinah Redmond gasped as she loosened her hold and backed away. Her knees gave away and she fell to the floor and on to her ass. "You hypocrite."
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author: don't hate me because I'm a tease
