Thanks for all your post, maybe i cant post often this day but is becouse im out of my city, so apologizes, and dont worry, Helena would ask Mr. freeze if its possible freeze Jacuqes until they find a way to bring him back.

I wish all of yu a happy Merry Christmas!!!!


Selina, with anguish, hung up her phone. She closed her notebook; she had called all of Helena's friend's trying to find out if she would be there. When she had finished cleaning the laundry room she had looked for her child, only to discover that she had run away. She never had felt so cold in her life, losing her girl was a hard thing to endure. She had driven in her car around the neighborhood many times, looking for her unsuccessfully.

She paced nervously in her living room. She had tears in her eyes, praying Helena would be okay. She didn't have any other choice. She dialed 911. Suddenly, knocks at her door made her hang up the phone and run toward the entrace. "Helena." She opened the door to find angry green eyes in front of her.

"Barbara?" She never expected see her there.

"What did you do to her?" Barbara moved toward her making the blonde step back, the crime fighter seemed to be angry.

Selina blinked, surprised, "Helena? Do you know where she is?"

"What did you do to her?" Barbara asked coldly.

"Is she okay? Where is she?" Selina asked hopefully, taking Barbara by her shoulders, "Please tell me she is okay."

"She is okay, she is at my home," The red head answered angrily.

"Oh!" The blonde took her hand to her chest and breathed in relief, "Thank God!"

"She is broken! She won't stop crying! Who the hell you kill in front of her?" the daughter of Commissioner Gordon shouted angrily.

"What?" Selina didn't understand what was happening to her friend.

"Don't you have feelings? She is just a kid!"

"What are you …?"

"She said you killed him!"

"It was an accident!" Selina tried to explain, seemed as though Barbara was also traumatized by the 'death' of Jaçques "I didn't mean…"

"An accident? Come on! Don't tell me that now!" the red head shouted, feeling anger running in her veins.

"Hey, hey, you, easy." Selina began to get pissed, Barbara was exaggerating the whole situation; she was a patient woman… well, not much. "It was an accident, I told her…"

"How do you expect a girl understand murder?"

"Barbara, please!" The blonde glared at her. The redhead was asking for a good spanking; and she would gladly do it as she was already angry with Helena's tantrum. Barbara pushed her back. Blue eyes turned feral, that was it. She had crossed the line and could barely control herself. She pointed at the redhead with a finger. "Don't do that again or I'll sweep the floor with you!"

"Try it, come on, try it!" Green eyes filled with anger.

"Barbara, stop! I want Helena back now!"

"You are dreaming, no way!"

First, she would sweep the floor with her and later she would kick her ass. No one could interfere with her and her daughter. She would kill for her without hesitation. "Be careful, Barbara, you don't know who you're taunting. Do you think you can take my child away from me?"

"I'll do it until you explain why you did that!" Barbara clenched her teeth. The cold cat eyes of the blonde didn't scare her.

"I'm warning you, Gordon, don't mess with me." Selina said, her fists in balls.

"Try me." Their faces were inches from each other. No one blinked, no muscles moved.

Selina took a deep breath. Someone needed think; this was a stupid fight just for a laundry accident. They could hurt each other for something that didn't matter. She moved back and moved her head. "Babs, this is stupid."

"What?"

Selina raised her hands. "Please Barbara! It's just a damn stuffed cat!"

Green eyes blinked in confusion. "Uh?"

"I told her it was an accident, don't you think this is bit dramatic just for a pet?" Selina sighed and turned to see her.

"What pet?"

"Jaçques, who else?"

It took a few seconds for Barbara to react. "Wait a minute, what about Jaçques?"

"What are you talking about?" The blonde crossed her arms. Barbara was confusing her.

"Helena told me, you killed…"

"Her stuffed cat, Jaçques, I put it in the laundry machine and he exploded with Boo the squirrel! Who else do you think she was talking about, Babs? When I finished cleaning the laundry room she had gone! I have spent over two hours looking for her! I had called all her friends at school!"

There were moments in life when people felt stupid and other ones where people wished for the earth open and swallowed them. It was one of those moments for the redhead. "Oh shit," she growled, covering her face and turning her back to her friend.

"Now what?" Selina asked.

Barbara shook her head, "I'm sorry, I didn't know."

"You didn't know what?"

"Jaçques!"

"So why are you yelling at me?"

Barbara didn't know how to excuse herself. "Selina… I'm sorry, Helena was broken, she didn't stop crying, she just said you had killed someone… I thought…"

Selina opened her mouth in shock. Now she understood what was happening "Damn, Gordon, I should kick your ass now! What the hell do you think I am?"

"I'm sorry, Selina…"

"You're sorry? You're sorry?" the blonde raised her voice and walked toward her. The redhead stepped back, ashamed. "You think I'm a criminal and you walk in, yelling at me and you just say "I'm sorry"? Fuck you, Gordon!"

"I feel stupid."

"Don't feel it, you are." She glared at her.

Barbara raised her eyes to the tall woman, she didn't know what to say; she had insulted her because she, again, had let her impulses rule her life. They looked at each other in silence for what seemed like hours. Suddenly, Selina couldn't avoid it and smiled, after which, she began to laugh. Barbara watched her and smiled shyly; she didn't understand what was happening. Selina noticed her nervousness and hugged the small redhead.

"Oh, Babs, this is so funny; we were going to fight over a stuff cat that exploded in the dryer."

Barbara smiled, she began to relax and slowly to laugh. Yes, that had been so stupid. Both laughed loudly like nuts until their stomachs hurt.

Selina wiped her tears from her eyes and moved back. "Damn, Helena, she always puts us in trouble. "Want a cup of coffee?"

"No, I have a kid to kill."

"Oh, later." Selina put her arm around Barbara's shoulders. "Come with me."


Helena had woken up and she rubbed her eyes. She walked outside the room looking for Barbara. Her eyes went wide looking at a man in the kitchen cooking, without shoes and with just a white shirt and jeans.

Dick turned and smiled, "Hey, hi Helena, are you hungry?"

"What are you doing here?" she frowned.

"Me? Well…" He turned to see her with the frying pan in his right hand and a spoon in his left. "Sometimes I help Barbara cook."

"Sure, and I fly." Helena glared at him, "Where is Barbara?"

"She said she will be back in a few minutes." He went to the fridge, "Want a coke?"

Helena sat at the table looking him with distrust. "All right."

"Want some beef? I'm a good cook."

She couldn't deny the beef smelled good. "Okay," she nodded.

"Excellent! You will love my cuisine." Dick put two dishes and some forks on the table.

The main door opened and was closed with a loud noise.

"Helena Kyle, where are you?" Barbara asked angrily.

"Here," Dick said, sitting at the table.

Barbara appeared with an angry face and stood up in front of Helena crossing her arms. "All right, Who did your mother kill?"

"Jaçques."

"And all that drama was for a stuffed cat?" The redhead leaned over the little brunette, who was chewing a piece of beef.

"He was Jaçques!" Helena protested. "She killed him!"

"It's just a damn stuffed cat! You scared the hell out of me!"

Helena's eyes turned moist. She had called her pet 'a damned stuffed cat', she didn't understand what he was for her. She cried, "It was not a damned stuffed cat! It was Jaçques." She stood up and ran toward the bedroom.

"Oh shit." Barbara rolled her eyes.

"What is happening?" Dick asked, confused.

"I'll explain to you later." Barbara said to him, putting her bag on a chair and following the kid.

The redhead saw the door closing, she ran to avoid it, but she wasn't enough fast. She rolled her eyes. "Helena, open the door." She heard the sobs of the child. "Helena, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to say that."

"What happened?" Dick arrived, asking again.

"Her pet exploded in Selina's dryer and she is angry with her, she ran away and I thought Selina had killed someone. I went to her home and I almost had a fight with her over this confusion."

"Oh… I see…"

"I convinced Selina to let her stay with me until we can make her understand this was an accident, but… I yelled at her at the dining room; my confusion is not her fault. She loved her cat." She knocked on the door again "Helena, please open the door."

Dick raised his hand and showed her a hook. "A good crime fighter always has his equipment ready," he said.

Barbara smiled and took it, she put it in the lock and after moving it a few times, the door opened. She gave Dick a kiss, "Thanks, I'll be right back."

Helena was sobbing, lying stomach down on the bed. The young woman felt her heart break, she hadn't meant to hurt her. She sat on the bed next to her.

"I'm sorry, Helena," she said softly, but Helena didn't pay attention to her. "I'm sorry about Jaçques, I miss him too. I can't bring him back again, I would like to, but I can't." She leaned next to her and brushed her hair, "Forgive me. I yelled at you. Hel, Jaçques would feel sad if he saw you crying, don't cry. He liked to see you smiling." She moved and opened her night table. "Look, I have this picture and I can give it to you. It's you and Jaçques the day we had a picnic on my terrace."

Helena raised her head. Barbara smiled and showed her the picture. "It's cute, want it?" Cleaning her tears with her sleeve, Helena took the picture. "It's pretty."

"Yes, it's yours."

"I can put it in my bedroom."

"Yes, do it. Do you forgive me?"

Helena pouted.

Barbara cocked her head. "Please? We have always been good friends."

"All right."

The redhead smiled again and hugged her. "Thanks, honey."

"Hey, Helena," Dick said, his head appearing at the door frame. "I have a nice surprise for you."

"I don't want anything," the child said still hugging the redhead.

"You will love it."

"No."

"Let's make a deal," Dick insisted. "I'll show you the surprise and if you don't like it, I'll give you five dollars."

"Ten," Helena negotiated and Barbara laughed.

"Six." Dick moved his head.

"Nine."

"Seven."

"Eight."

"All right," Dick nodded, "Deal. Let me get my shoes… where are my shoes?" he began to look around.

Barbara rubbed her chin and with her finger showed him the pot with plants.

"Oh, I found them!"

Helena wrinkled her nose "What are doing your shows there?"

"I didn't want to ruin the carpet, I stepped in mud." Dick explained, putting on the shoes. "Now…" He looked for his shirt, but Barbara was wearing it, so, he took his leather jacket and put it on.

"You wear a jacket without a shirt and your shoes without socks?" Helena looked at him with distrust, "You are really a strange guy."

"He likes to be different," Barbara explained.

"You ask too many questions, come with me." Dick took her hand and took her to the exit.

"Where are we going?" Helena asked

"To show you the surprise."

"I want to see that too." Barbara followed them outside. She arrived just a second before the elevator door closed. She stood up in the back of the elevator next to Dick. Suddenly, she felt a pinch on her butt and jumped lightly on her place. She glared at him and he smirked.

"What are you planning?." Helena asked, turning her head to see them.

"Just wait, don't be impatient." Dick smiled.