Title: The Writing's on the Wall pt.6
Rating: 15 for violence
Pairing: Helena/Dinah
Disclaimer: I own jack. Please don't sue
Author's notes: I am truly evil. I just keep thinking up different ways in which to hurt these people. maniacal grin
Thanks for beta'ing Lena – I just don't know enough about prostitution, thank you for helping me out.
Part.6
The brunette leaned her head against the back of her seat. She watched as the tiny lights gave way to expanses of blackness. The vibrations from the helicopter motor were doing strange things to her stomach so she closed her eyes and took a few deep breaths.
"Here."
Helena snapped her cobalt eyes open and saw the snicker held in front of her face. Her eyes followed the lines of the hand holding it, along a dark blue coat sleeve up to emerald eyes. "Thanks." Her fingers wrapped around the chocolate bar but she didn't open it.
"Eat it, Helena."
"I might just do the Technicolor yawn if I do." The brunette warned the redhead. She took a few more deep breaths.
"You haven't eaten in two days at least." Barbara chided, she suspected it had been much longer. "At least as far as I know. Eat. It'll settle your stomach until we can get you a sandwich."
"How much longer until Bludhaven?" Helena grimaced as the smell of chocolate wafted to her sensitive nostrils. She bit down and chewed carefully.
"Another hour." Barbara turned her verdant eyes back to the window.
The brunette swallowed. She was feeling a little better and the vibrations didn't feel so bad anymore. "I'm sorry, Barbara."
"Don't, Helena." The redhead closed her eyes and tried to blank out the hurt at being betrayed by her best friend. "This isn't the time. Let's just go and fetch Dinah."
"I didn't mean to hurt you." Her voice was little more than a whisper. "I love you, Barbara. I never meant to hurt you."
"Then you shouldn't have kept things from me." Green eyes blazed as the older woman's anger peaked. "You should've told me about Todd … and you should've told me about Dinah. For god sake Helena … you had sex with a seventeen year old."
The younger woman pulled the wrapper up around her chocolate bar and shoved it into her pocket. Her lip trembled. "It wasn't sex."
"I don't wanna talk about this right now." Barbara wanted to scream and yell at the woman she had once called her friend but knew now was not the best time. "But, back in New Gotham, Hel, we've got some things to discuss."
"It was never sex." Helena breathed towards the window. She knew it wasn't just sex between her and Dinah because she remembered now, she remembered everything.
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Bludhaven
"Barbara."
"Dick." The redhead wrapped her arms tightly around her old friend and hugged him. "How is she?"
Dick Grayson shrugged his shoulders. He was hoping to have more to tell but he didn't. "The doctors won't talk to me; they'll only talk to you." He shook his head and ruffled finger's through his short dark hair. "But I caught a glimpse of her, Bab's … she doesn't look good."
"Oh God." Helena felt her stomach lurch. She turned away from the spectators and vomited on the helipad tarmac.
Barbara stopped breathing, her eyes prickled with tears. She swallowed hard and released her breath. "Come on, Helena. Let's get to the hospital … we'll know for sure when we get there."
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Bright sterile lights greeted patients and visitors alike. Icy blue walls and chequered floors stretched on for miles as the trio dragged themselves down the hallways. They were still searching for Dinah, searching for the room doctors had had her moved to. The relief that they had all felt when they had been told that the teenaged blonde had been moved out of intensive care and into a private room was gut-wrenching.
Finding the correct floor, Dick stopped a passing nurse and asked which room Dinah Redmond had been transferred to.
"Erm … could you tell me how she's doing?" Barbara reached up and gripped the tired looking nurses wrist as she was about to walk away.
"Are you family?"
"Yes. I'm Dinah's guardian."
Barbara could've sworn that the frizzy blonde headed nurse had given her a dirty look but she shrugged it off.
"Dinah's still very ill and you should really speak to her doctor."
The redhead chewed on her lip with exasperation. "Then could you … please … tell him I would like to speak to him."
"He's very busy."
Helena stepped forward. She was in the blonde's face as she glared menacingly. "Then tell him Bruce Wayne's daughter would like to see him straight away … concerning Miss. Redmond."
The nurse turned her eyes away from the piercing blue eyes of the tall brunette. She had heard of Bruce Wayne and she had heard of the money he pumped into Bludhaven General. She had the distinct feeling that the young woman was not lying about being his daughter. "Yes, Miss Wayne, I'll get him straight away for you."
Dick sighed. "Miss Wayne, unh?"
"S'bout time I used Daddy's influence to help Dinah." She pushed open the door to the blonde's room, letting Barbara and her almost-brother in first. "I knew that if you were here … his influence would stretch to Bludhaven as well as Gotham."
Helena closed her eyes as she turned away from the door. She wasn't yet ready to see what Todd had done to the girl she was in love with. 'Oh God'. The brunette heard the breath catch in Barbara's throat as her chair moved closer to the bed. She heard the rustle as Dick pulled her friend into his arms and held her as she started to cry. 'Oh God'. Her heart was pounding out of control, her breathing short pants. Helena was hyperventilating and she knew it but she couldn't do anything about it.
She opened her eyes slowly. Everything was blurred at first. Helena neared the bed. "Oh God." She breathed when she finally caught sight of what he had done. Her beautiful, golden haired Dinah was little more than cuts and bruises. Cobalt eyes, brimming with salt water and rage, caressed delicate, swollen features. She took in every part of the teenager, eyes stopping at the crook of Dinah's elbow. "Oh God."
Barbara's reddened orbs met blue and noted the horror she was seeing. She followed the gaze and gasped. "Oh dear God."
"Are they … are they." Dick had also noticed the tiny scabs and blisters within the young woman's elbow joint. He was having trouble saying the words. "Are they … track marks?" He felt physically sick. These weren't the track marks of a regular user or even someone new to the mind-altering effects of intravenous drugs; these were the track marks of a forced user. He had seen this sort of thing before – track marks on a user weren't usually so bruised or infected. He had seen hookers who had been forced the deadly drugs so they would get addicted, so that they would be more compliant with pimp and john alike. Dinah had clearly fought every injection. This Todd bastard had been keeping the teenager doped up. It was probably the reason why she couldn't use her meta abilities to free herself and overpower the maniac.
Helena spun in a blur of black and slammed her fist into the wall behind her. Plaster fell from the hole she had left. She tried to calm her erratic breathing as she leaned forward against the cool support of flimsy drywall and wood.
"I want to know what happened to her." Helena felt like slamming her forehead into the wall but she resisted. She gritted her teeth painfully. "Who found her?"
"A Cop. Officer Kane." Dick elaborated on everything he knew. "He was in the reception as we walked in. He might still be …" His words were cut off as the brunette stormed out of the room. He watched as his sister stopped momentarily and pulled the door closed gently.
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Helena Kyle stormed up to the first and only police officer she saw and grabbed at his lapels. She pulled him towards her and lifted him off his feet so that they were eye to eye. "Dinah Redmond – Where did you find her?"
Officer Kane blanched. The young woman had lifted him a good six inches off of the floor. He went for his side arm but was thrown backwards into a nearby wall. He slid to the floor in a broken heap as the brunette crouched over him.
"Where. Did. You. Find. Her?" Blue eyes yellowed as Huntress came out to play.
Kane's mouth flapped liked a beached fish. "Err … err … over on Clearview. She … she was stumbling down the road … I thought she was stoned."
"Idiot." Helena spat.
Officer Kane had noticed the way the girl's eyes had changed. He looked down to see the damp patch spread across his crotch, when he looked back up she was gone.
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Huntress stalked her prey through the streets of Bludhaven. It was almost three in the morning and the streets were empty but she still kept to the shadows. Just in case. Dinah's scent was so strong when she had reached Clearview. Huntress could smell the girl everywhere. Her blood, her sweat, clung to the air as though she would be there forever. It was so strong and getting stronger with every step that the brunette took west. Her nostrils flared as another familiar scent assaulted her senses. Todd McGinty. He had been in the very spot that Huntress now stood. She followed his scent now, followed until the two scents intermingled like lovers. Huntress looked up through feral eyes and tried the lock of the door she was standing in front of.
"Silly boy." She sighed into the wind as a grin spread across her face.
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Huntress was searching again for her prey but the building was empty. A two story dilapidated building that used to be someone's home. He had used this home to drug Dinah. To drug and beat the blonde into submission. She could smell the fear, the blood, the tears, all Dinah's. Huntress found the darkest corner and crouched like a panther, waiting. He would be back, she knew it.
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Huntress closed her eyes and breathed long and slow. She heard the door handle. He was back. She listened for his footsteps, angry footsteps and they pounded along the thread-bare carpet.
"Fucking bitch."
She heard him curse. The sound of glass breaking in the hallway made her cock her head to the side. He had hit out and broke the cracked vase that stood on a dusty table. She took in a deep breath as he neared her. Huntress's eyes reverted to steel blue. Helena watched as the tall, dark haired, jock entered. She waited for him to come further into the room before she circled around and blocked his exit with her own body. Helena stepped into the faint light of a lamp he had switched on.
"Those thing's are gonna kill ya." She growled as he lit up a cigarette. "But then again … they're not gonna get the chance."
Helena didn't wait for a sarcastic reply from the sneering kid before she jumped on him. He was on the floor and she was on top of him as she rained punch after punch down on his face.
Todd reached out and grabbed at her duster trying to push her off, trying to stop the pain that exploded within his head.
Her fist continued to slam into his face, over and over. As bone broke and blood splattered, Helena screamed out her release. She continued to hit him. Helena Kyle wanted him dead.
Suddenly, strong arms were around her waist, lifting her away from him. "You bastard. You motherfuckingpissofshitworthlessfuckingbastard." She screamed as she kicked out at the gurgling mass of blood and shit. "I'll kill you, you hear me. I'll fucking kill you." Helena was being dragged away from him, further away, too far away. "Let me go." She yelled as Dick pushed her into a wall and pinned her there with his whole weight.
"You can't do this." He slapped her sharp. "You can't do this … do you hear me?" Dick Grayson's chocolate eyes were wide with the horror at what he'd just witnessed. "Todd deserves … he deserves far worse than death." He was yelling over the top of his sisters roaring pants. "Listen to me … you can't do this … to yourself." He gripped a hold of his sister's chin and pulled her until her eyes met his. "You kill him … you become him." As he spoke his last words he stepped away.
Helena froze. She wanted to kill Todd for what he had done to Dinah. She wanted him dead. She lifted her hands and stared at the blood. So much blood. She wanted more.
"Dinah's awake."
Cobalt eyes snapped up as her body crumpled to the floor.
Dick caught the younger woman in his arms as she began to sob. "She's going to be okay." He cradled the brunette close. "She's going to be okay."
Helena couldn't contain the flood of tears as relief and exhaustion washed over her.
"Come on." The older dark haired man helped his sister to her feet and walked her outside. "Let's go and see her." He could hear the ambulance sirens in the distance and knew that they would help Todd McGinty. Doctors would repair the damage while the police waited. He was going to jail for a very long time.
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Helena managed to walk into Dinah's room under her own steam. She collapsed into a chair besides the blonde's bed and wept as the teenager ran fingers through her messy hair.
"I'm so sorry Dinah." She cried. "I love you so much."
"I love you too Helena." The young blonde woman croaked through her dry throat. "I'm going to be okay and we can be together." She ignored the redhead's troubled glance. "We're going to be together."
Helena gripped at Dinah's gown, wanting to feel the warmth beneath and know that it was real. "I love you so much." She sobbed.
Dinah Redmond squinted at the cuts along her lover's knuckles. She traced the wounds where flesh had split from hitting something or someone repeatedly. Breath hitched in her throat. "Did you kill him, Helena?"
Helena shook her head. She knew who Dinah was talking about even though she didn't say his name. "I wanted to … but I couldn't." Tears fell one after the other. She lifted her watery gaze to meet cold azure. Ebony eyebrows knitted at the coldness she saw and grimaced as the blonde pushed at her, pushing her away. "Dinah?"
"Get away from me." Dinah spat at the brunette. "Get out! Get out! Get out!" She yelled as Helena and the other's looked on in complete shock.
"Dinah?" Helena's question was so quiet she was unsure if the other woman had heard her.
"Liar. You don't love me." Dinah Redmond screamed. Her swollen, purpled face twisted with rage. "You'd have killed him if you loved me."
