Title: The Writing's on the Wall pt.3
Author: meremortal2k3@yahoo.co.uk
Rating: 15 (repetitive use of the f**k word)
Pairing: Helena/Dinah
Disclaimer: I don't own them, just having some fun
Author's notes: Does it need to be said that you should read the first two parts before you read this one? Oh, and I was tired so this maybe a little confusing - all will be explained, so don't worry my little petal. Thanks Lena for beta'ing (out of your face must be one of those Britishism, right?)
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Part.3
Helena was awake but she hadn't opened her eyes. Her head pounded with the self inflicted pain resulting from too much alcohol. Her body ached in places she didn't even know she had places. Her lips turned up into a grin. Helena couldn't remember what she had done exactly but she did know what usually caused her feline body to ache that way - and it must have been good.
She stretched out the kinks until joints popped. The brunette's smile widened as she felt the warm body next to her. Thoughts of a repeat performance crashed into her mind. It was always something she regretted about one night stands - the missed opportunity for an encore. Turning on to her side, Helena spooned against the naked skin. Running her hands over a slim waist and upwards, she took a deep breath and grinned further.
The warm body was definitely female and definitely what Helena had been in the mood for. A rich musky scent mingled with a fruity perfume and full firm breasts in her hands - so feminine and strangely familiar.
Blinking away sleep, Helena opened her bloodshot eyes and winced at the early morning light streaming in through the window.
Long blonde hair cascaded over athletic shoulder blades.
"Hmm." Helena kissed an exposed part of her lover's neck. Blonde was another attribute she had been looking for.
"Morning, Hel." Came the sleepy voice of the woman cradled against her body.
Helena frowned at the voice. Familiar scent, blonde hair and *that* voice. The brunette stiffened. She glanced past the head of golden locks and out into the bedroom - a familiar bedroom.
"Oh fuck." Helena groaned as she jumped away from the other woman and pulled the sheets around her body. "Dinah?"
"Wha'?" The blonde turned and yawned. "It's early, go back to sleep."
"Oh fuck." Helena stared in horror as her naked lover revealed herself to be the seventeen year old ward of her best friend. "Oh fuck."
Azure eyes squinted against the blinding rays of sunshine. "You already said that." Dinah rubbed at her temples hoping that it would help ease her headache. "I'm never drinking again." She groaned.
"Oh fuck."
Dinah winced at the noise. She knew that the brunette had barely even breathed the words but they sounded more like an explosion in her eardrums.
"What the fuck did you do?" Helena glared at the younger woman.
"Sshhusshh." The blonde reached up and clamped her hand over Helena's mouth. Her head hurt, she wanted the noise to stop and cuddling would be good. "Wait." Her eyes snapped open. "Me?"
"Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck." Helena mumbled over and over again as the other woman snatched her hand back. "You did something to me, didn't you?" Her cobalt eyes looked accusing.
"What?" Dinah couldn't believe what she was hearing.
"You fucked with my mind and then you fucked me."
"What?"
"I told you I wasn't interested so you decided to do something about it." Helena ranted, her mind whirling with possibilities as to why she was naked and in bed with the seventeen year old.
Dinah just stared. They had known each other for a year and she couldn't believe that the brunette thought she had raped her. That is what I would be - Helena thought that Dinah had forced her in to having sex with her by using her meta powers. Forced to submit to sexual intercourse. "You don't remember what happened, do you?" She interrupted.
Helena froze. She searched her throbbing mind. "No." She shook her head so that dark bangs fell into her eyes. 'Damn, I must have drunk a lot for me not to remember'. "But I wouldn't do this." She pointed towards the mussed up sheets. "You're too young . I just wouldn't."
"So you immediately come to the conclusion that I forced myself onto you?"
Cobalt eyes met azure. That was what she thought. Dinah was still so young. Helena knew that Barbara would kill her if she found out and that was why nothing was ever supposed to happen - even if she did have feelings towards the blonde.
"Get out." Dinah closed her eyes to the threat of tears. Helena's refusal to answer only confirmed her worst fears.
"I can't." Helena hung her head and stared at the hands in her lap. "Barbara will be out there." Her voice, barely a whisper, betrayed the shame she felt.
"Get out!" Dinah screamed. She lifted her foot and pushed against Helena's thigh. "Get out! Get out! Get out!" She yelled again, pushing harder. She no longer wanted the other woman in her room let alone her bed.
The brunette felt herself fall off the edge of the bed. If it wasn't for the Huntress in her, she would have fell on her ass instead of catching her balance and landing on her feet. She stood unsteadily watching the blonde covering her face with her hands and begin to sob.
Helena hadn't wanted this. Cautiously, she walked towards the door, pulling her makeshift toga tightly around her body. "D, are you going to be okay?" She reached for the door handle.
"Fuck you." Dinah spat the words into her hands. Looking up, tears flowing freely from reddened eyes. "FYI Hel, you came on to me - not the other way around."
"I wouldn't have." Helena denied the lies.
Dinah shook her head and wiped at her runny nose with the back of her hand. "You were blitzed . can you be so sure?"
Helena froze.
"Get out."
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"Good morning, Dinah" Barbara gave the young blonde a cheery welcome as she sipped at her strong black coffee.
"Morning." Dinah tried to look remotely healthy instead of hung over. She picked up the orange juice and poured herself a glass. She put in down on the table at glared at the liquid - even the smell had made her stomach turn.
"Good morning, Hel." She repeated as her protégé strolled in wearing a pair of dark sunglasses. "Looks like you had a good time last night." It must have been good to make her look that bad.
The brunette's eyes glanced towards the younger of the two women and wondered if she had said anything. She dismissed that thought because if she had, Barbara would be beating the living shit out of her right now. Helena turned back to the redhead as she took her seat. "It was . okay." She shrugged and reached for a steaming poptart at the same time that Dinah did.
As the women's fingers briefly touched, Helena pulled her hand back as though scalded. Cobalt eyes fell to her fingertips so that she could avoid the blonde's ice cool gaze.
Dinah wanted to scream again. This was in no way her fault but the brunette was blaming her for something that she didn't do. She bit into a blueberry poptart. "Fuck." She hissed as molten jam burned her tongue.
"Dinah." Barbara chided. It was unusual for her to hear the teenager curse let alone use such bad language. "There's no need for that."
The blonde apologised as the redhead dismissed herself from the table so that she could catch up on some Delphi time. She looked up to see that the brunette still wouldn't look at her.
"Hel." She pleaded. Dinah wanted to run her fingers through the other woman's shower damp hair and kiss her soundly. She wanted to take her back to bed. She wanted the other woman to talk to her. The blonde couldn't help but want Helena, she had wanted for so long and she couldn't just switch that off. "We need to talk about what happened."
Helena finally lifted her eyes to meet deep sapphire pools. She shook her head. "Tell me what you did to me." Her voice was hushed as she leaned low across the table. "Then we'll talk."
Dinah was stunned. She was sure that if Helena sat down and really thought about it, she would know that she was not capable of such heinous crime. It was clear that the brunette still wasn't thinking clearly.
The teenager pushed her chair away from the table with a screech. If she hadn't been quick enough to catch it, it would have clattered to the floor. She strolled around the table, steel grey eyes watching her every move. Dinah placed a hand on the back of Helena's chair and one on the table; she leaned in to the brunette's personal space.
"You know what, Hel?" She rasped into the other woman's ear. "Todd used to hit me . but he never made me feel as dirty or . as small . as what you have made me feel." She picked up Helena's glass of fruit juice and poured it into her lap.
Helena jumped backwards from the fountain of cold orange. Her chair crashed into the floor. "What the hell?" Her cobalt eyes flashed feral and she growled.
"You wanna know what I did to you?" Dinah snarled in response. She snatched at the brunette's hand. "Here . this is what happened."
Helena fell to her knees as a slide show of images flickered through her mind. She never even saw as the blonde walked away with tears in her eyes.
Author: meremortal2k3@yahoo.co.uk
Rating: 15 (repetitive use of the f**k word)
Pairing: Helena/Dinah
Disclaimer: I don't own them, just having some fun
Author's notes: Does it need to be said that you should read the first two parts before you read this one? Oh, and I was tired so this maybe a little confusing - all will be explained, so don't worry my little petal. Thanks Lena for beta'ing (out of your face must be one of those Britishism, right?)
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Part.3
Helena was awake but she hadn't opened her eyes. Her head pounded with the self inflicted pain resulting from too much alcohol. Her body ached in places she didn't even know she had places. Her lips turned up into a grin. Helena couldn't remember what she had done exactly but she did know what usually caused her feline body to ache that way - and it must have been good.
She stretched out the kinks until joints popped. The brunette's smile widened as she felt the warm body next to her. Thoughts of a repeat performance crashed into her mind. It was always something she regretted about one night stands - the missed opportunity for an encore. Turning on to her side, Helena spooned against the naked skin. Running her hands over a slim waist and upwards, she took a deep breath and grinned further.
The warm body was definitely female and definitely what Helena had been in the mood for. A rich musky scent mingled with a fruity perfume and full firm breasts in her hands - so feminine and strangely familiar.
Blinking away sleep, Helena opened her bloodshot eyes and winced at the early morning light streaming in through the window.
Long blonde hair cascaded over athletic shoulder blades.
"Hmm." Helena kissed an exposed part of her lover's neck. Blonde was another attribute she had been looking for.
"Morning, Hel." Came the sleepy voice of the woman cradled against her body.
Helena frowned at the voice. Familiar scent, blonde hair and *that* voice. The brunette stiffened. She glanced past the head of golden locks and out into the bedroom - a familiar bedroom.
"Oh fuck." Helena groaned as she jumped away from the other woman and pulled the sheets around her body. "Dinah?"
"Wha'?" The blonde turned and yawned. "It's early, go back to sleep."
"Oh fuck." Helena stared in horror as her naked lover revealed herself to be the seventeen year old ward of her best friend. "Oh fuck."
Azure eyes squinted against the blinding rays of sunshine. "You already said that." Dinah rubbed at her temples hoping that it would help ease her headache. "I'm never drinking again." She groaned.
"Oh fuck."
Dinah winced at the noise. She knew that the brunette had barely even breathed the words but they sounded more like an explosion in her eardrums.
"What the fuck did you do?" Helena glared at the younger woman.
"Sshhusshh." The blonde reached up and clamped her hand over Helena's mouth. Her head hurt, she wanted the noise to stop and cuddling would be good. "Wait." Her eyes snapped open. "Me?"
"Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck." Helena mumbled over and over again as the other woman snatched her hand back. "You did something to me, didn't you?" Her cobalt eyes looked accusing.
"What?" Dinah couldn't believe what she was hearing.
"You fucked with my mind and then you fucked me."
"What?"
"I told you I wasn't interested so you decided to do something about it." Helena ranted, her mind whirling with possibilities as to why she was naked and in bed with the seventeen year old.
Dinah just stared. They had known each other for a year and she couldn't believe that the brunette thought she had raped her. That is what I would be - Helena thought that Dinah had forced her in to having sex with her by using her meta powers. Forced to submit to sexual intercourse. "You don't remember what happened, do you?" She interrupted.
Helena froze. She searched her throbbing mind. "No." She shook her head so that dark bangs fell into her eyes. 'Damn, I must have drunk a lot for me not to remember'. "But I wouldn't do this." She pointed towards the mussed up sheets. "You're too young . I just wouldn't."
"So you immediately come to the conclusion that I forced myself onto you?"
Cobalt eyes met azure. That was what she thought. Dinah was still so young. Helena knew that Barbara would kill her if she found out and that was why nothing was ever supposed to happen - even if she did have feelings towards the blonde.
"Get out." Dinah closed her eyes to the threat of tears. Helena's refusal to answer only confirmed her worst fears.
"I can't." Helena hung her head and stared at the hands in her lap. "Barbara will be out there." Her voice, barely a whisper, betrayed the shame she felt.
"Get out!" Dinah screamed. She lifted her foot and pushed against Helena's thigh. "Get out! Get out! Get out!" She yelled again, pushing harder. She no longer wanted the other woman in her room let alone her bed.
The brunette felt herself fall off the edge of the bed. If it wasn't for the Huntress in her, she would have fell on her ass instead of catching her balance and landing on her feet. She stood unsteadily watching the blonde covering her face with her hands and begin to sob.
Helena hadn't wanted this. Cautiously, she walked towards the door, pulling her makeshift toga tightly around her body. "D, are you going to be okay?" She reached for the door handle.
"Fuck you." Dinah spat the words into her hands. Looking up, tears flowing freely from reddened eyes. "FYI Hel, you came on to me - not the other way around."
"I wouldn't have." Helena denied the lies.
Dinah shook her head and wiped at her runny nose with the back of her hand. "You were blitzed . can you be so sure?"
Helena froze.
"Get out."
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"Good morning, Dinah" Barbara gave the young blonde a cheery welcome as she sipped at her strong black coffee.
"Morning." Dinah tried to look remotely healthy instead of hung over. She picked up the orange juice and poured herself a glass. She put in down on the table at glared at the liquid - even the smell had made her stomach turn.
"Good morning, Hel." She repeated as her protégé strolled in wearing a pair of dark sunglasses. "Looks like you had a good time last night." It must have been good to make her look that bad.
The brunette's eyes glanced towards the younger of the two women and wondered if she had said anything. She dismissed that thought because if she had, Barbara would be beating the living shit out of her right now. Helena turned back to the redhead as she took her seat. "It was . okay." She shrugged and reached for a steaming poptart at the same time that Dinah did.
As the women's fingers briefly touched, Helena pulled her hand back as though scalded. Cobalt eyes fell to her fingertips so that she could avoid the blonde's ice cool gaze.
Dinah wanted to scream again. This was in no way her fault but the brunette was blaming her for something that she didn't do. She bit into a blueberry poptart. "Fuck." She hissed as molten jam burned her tongue.
"Dinah." Barbara chided. It was unusual for her to hear the teenager curse let alone use such bad language. "There's no need for that."
The blonde apologised as the redhead dismissed herself from the table so that she could catch up on some Delphi time. She looked up to see that the brunette still wouldn't look at her.
"Hel." She pleaded. Dinah wanted to run her fingers through the other woman's shower damp hair and kiss her soundly. She wanted to take her back to bed. She wanted the other woman to talk to her. The blonde couldn't help but want Helena, she had wanted for so long and she couldn't just switch that off. "We need to talk about what happened."
Helena finally lifted her eyes to meet deep sapphire pools. She shook her head. "Tell me what you did to me." Her voice was hushed as she leaned low across the table. "Then we'll talk."
Dinah was stunned. She was sure that if Helena sat down and really thought about it, she would know that she was not capable of such heinous crime. It was clear that the brunette still wasn't thinking clearly.
The teenager pushed her chair away from the table with a screech. If she hadn't been quick enough to catch it, it would have clattered to the floor. She strolled around the table, steel grey eyes watching her every move. Dinah placed a hand on the back of Helena's chair and one on the table; she leaned in to the brunette's personal space.
"You know what, Hel?" She rasped into the other woman's ear. "Todd used to hit me . but he never made me feel as dirty or . as small . as what you have made me feel." She picked up Helena's glass of fruit juice and poured it into her lap.
Helena jumped backwards from the fountain of cold orange. Her chair crashed into the floor. "What the hell?" Her cobalt eyes flashed feral and she growled.
"You wanna know what I did to you?" Dinah snarled in response. She snatched at the brunette's hand. "Here . this is what happened."
Helena fell to her knees as a slide show of images flickered through her mind. She never even saw as the blonde walked away with tears in her eyes.
