OH IM sorry, KaiOpaka you are right, I missed post this one. I was on vacations when I was posting this and i forgot post this part, the days were crazy... APOLOGIZES TO EVERY ONE!


"And what if she is mad at me?" Helena asked Barbara as she sat on the bed in her school uniform, ready to go to class.

The red head smiled warmly and put her arm around her. "She loves you, she would never hate you. Come on."

Helena felt nervous, she knew her mother, when she was angry, the best thing was to hide as far away as possible; and surely she would be angry, she had shouted at her and she run away from home. She watched Barbara take the phone and dial. She stopped her hand.

"Wait."

"What now, Helena?"

"She is not going to talk to me."

"Why not? She told me she missed you very much."

"You don't know…" Helena looked at her with sad eyes.

"I don't know what?" Barbara took her chin with her hand and lifted her head. The kid struggled to speak.

"I told her that I hate her," Helena finally confessed, ashamed.

Barbara laughed lightly. "Hel, she knows you were mad, don't worry. Running away was not the right thing to do, you should never do that, but be certain that she hasn't stopped loving you."

The child played with her hands nervously. "Are you sure?"

"Trust me."

Helena nodded and lowered her head. Barbara picked up the phone and dialed the numbers; she waited and wrapped her arm around Helena's back, she was lovely. "Selina… morning, Helena wants to talk with you. Yes, right." She gave the phone to the child who took it with both hands.

"I'm sorry, mom," she mumbled.

Hel, you worried me so much, why did you leave Selina was angry, but she know that if she shouted at the girl she wasn't going to solve anything. With Helena the best idea was to reach her heart.

"I was mad…" the kid played with her skirt. She was afraid that her mother would be angry with her. Well, surely she was, but she hated it when she was really annoyed because she ignored her. She had done it to her two or three times and it had been terrible.

But why? I told you it was an accident, I would never hurt you intentionally. You know that… I was so worried about you; If something had happened to you, I would have gone crazy. You are my world.

"You are my world too, mommy," Helena said in a low voice.

I love you honey, please come back. Don't you want to come back home Selina asked with a gentle voice.

"I want to come back home, I missed you so much."

I missed you too. I'll pick up you after school, right

Helena remained silent.

Don't you want me to pick you up, kitten

"Are you mad, mommy?" Helena asked shyly.

I'm angry because you left without telling me Selina said to her but that doesn't mean that I don't want you to come home; and nor does it mean either that I don't love you.

"Are you going to punish me?"

"Yes, because what you did was wrong, but I'm going to let you choose what you want your punishment to be, you know what I'm talking about.

"Yes, mom."

I'll pick you up at 2 o'clock.

"Right."

I love you, Helena.

"I love you, mom." The child hung up the phone.

Barbara, who was sitting next to her, caressed her arm. "Everything okay, Hel?"

"Yes. She is mad, but she says she loves me."

"See? I told you."

"She is going to punish me." Blue eyes fixed on green.

"How?"

"It's going to be bad…" the child sighed.

"Uh… What is?" Barbara asked curiously.

"She told me to choose it."

"And?"

"I'm not going to watch cartoons for a week, that sucks."

"Hey, hey… wait, you are choosing it."

"Yes, but mom knows how much I like my cartoons and if I don't choose that, she will know I'm cheating, and she doesn't like me to cheat."

"Well, it is a punishment, no?" Barbara cocked her head.

"Yes." Helena made a face.

"Well, you couldn't expect something nice."

"True."

"Well, let's go. School time."

"Right." Helena stood up and, picking up her school bag, she walked to the exit. Barbara smiled and followed her. She was an honest girl… even if she still loved to trick people with her card games and bets.


"Helena, come to dinner." Selina called her child. She felt she wasn't being hard enough on her, but Helena always melted her heart with two or three words. The child had been warm when she had picked her up at school, but the rest of the day she had been quiet in her room. "Helena?"

"I'm not hungry," the child answered from her room.

"I prepared lasagna.. you love it.."

"I'm not hungry, mom."

Selina sighed and went to look for her, Helena not hungry was not normal. The child was on her bed, laying on her side, looking at the wall. The tall woman stood up in the doorway.

"What are you doing?" the tall woman asked.

"Nothing," Helena raised her head to her.

Selina narrowed her eyes. "Nothing?" She looked around. "What did you do now?"

"Nothing."

"Do you break something?" The blonde walked inside the room.

"No."

"Do you eat something earlier?"

"No." The child turned her head to the other side of the pillow. The truth was that she felt sad, she missed her pet. But she didn't want to make her mother feel bad after all that had happened.

Selina knew something was definitely wrong. "What's wrong, Helena?"

"I'm sleepy."

"I don't believe you."

"I'm sleepy, mom. I'm tired. Could you please turn off the lights?"

Selina sat on the bed, she touched her back and said in a soft voice "Are you still mad with me?"

"I'm not mad with you, I'm just tired."

The older woman rested her head on the child's shoulder. "You are lying. Bad day at school?"

"No."

"Hel, all day you have been quiet, you didn't ask to go to play at the park, I sent you to take a bath and you did it without protesting. That is not you," the child remained silent, "Tell me, Hel, what's wrong, baby? We always talk."

"I miss Jaçques…" she whispered finally.

"I know, honey," Selina leaned over and hugged her. "Im sorry, I know he was your favorite pet."

The child just sighed.

"I don't like to see you sad; it makes me sad too. Come on, let's go eat dinner."

"I don't want to eat, I'm not hungry."

"What do you want to do? Tell me, do you want to go get pizza?"

Helena turned to see her and hugged her.

Selina hugged her back. "I love you, kitten."

The child stayed still, resting her head on Selina's shoulder. The blonde began to pet her head, humming.

Helena closed her eyes. It felt so nice to be held in her mother's arms; she buried her head in her neck to smell her perfume. Her long, soft fingers in her hair were the best. Her nails were scratching her scalp and she loved it, she kept still snuggling against her, lost in her mother's caresses. She loved it when her mom hummed.

Selina smiled when she felt a soft vibration on her chest. The child was purring.

Helena pressed her little body against her mom, closing her eyes.

Selina rested her head on her child's. She was a little part of her, of her heart and of… him. God! How she loved her. She stayed there humming and rocking Helena gently in her arms.


Batgirl took some pictures of the latest robbery at New Gotham Bank. She was crouched on the top of a building. Freeze had attacked again. He was attacking different places, surprising everybody. One day a party, another day a bank, the next day a truck full of money, what would be next?

"Want some coffee? It's cold." A male voice at her back made her turn.

"Robin." She smiled. The young man had a cup of coffee in his hand.

"It's a cold night." He crouched next to her and gave her the cup of coffee.

"Smells good, where is Batman?"

"Checking some leads. What did you find?"

"Ice…"

"Nice." The young man smirked. "Nothing."

"Yes," she stood up, "He's working very cleanly. I don't have any idea what he has in mind."

"How is Helena?"

"She went back with her mom. She is a good girl, just a bit impulsive and stubborn."

"Like her mother," Robin said.

"Exactly." Batgirl nodded.

"Who's the father?" he asked curiously.

The redhead thought in silence a few seconds. "I don't know."

He thought he had heard wrong. "You don't know?"

Batgirl sipped her coffee and shook her head. That couldn't be. Robin looked at her in a strange way. Batgirl noticed his face.

"What?" she asked.

"She is your friend, and… well, friends know everything about friends."

"Not in this case. She keeps many things to herself as I do. And… well, I respect her, she has her own reasons. It doesn't matter to me, I don't need to know who her father is to know she is a wonderful girl." Suddenly, she narrowed her eyes. "Batman didn't send you to ask me, right?"

"No, of course not." Robin shook his head.

Her eyes flashed and she glared at him. "I can't believe he is using you!"

"What?"

"I hate these things, you know that." She gave him the cup of coffee, she didn't believe a word. "Don't try to lie to me. Understand?"

"I'm sorry, I'm telling you the truth." He followed her.

"I hope so." She took her batarang and threw it to the next building. "For your own good." He had put her in bad mood. She hated being used for those kind of things.

"Hey, don't go." He took her arm.

"What?"

"We have a date…"

"What date?" The redhead tilted her head.

"Well…" Robin smiled, "we didn't finish our date the other day, rememeber?… A little person interrupted us."

"Well," she smirked, "bad luck." She jumped, grabbing the rope between his hands.

"Oh, damn!" Robin grumbled, the first time he told the truth and she didn't believe him.

She balanced between the buildings feeling as free as a bird. He easily made her angry; and when it happened, it took her a few days to change her mood. Jumping down in an alley where she had hidden her bike, she wheeled toward her house. She was hungry.


Helena sat at the couch in her room she was reading a book for homework; she didn't want read it but, well she had to do it. She fixed again her eyes on the white pages, but the words seemed be dancing; she tried to focus unsucesfully. She moved the book down and looked her bed, to the place where Jaçques always had been… now empty. She putd andd raised the book again. She missed her pet, she missed him at nights.

The door opened and her mother appeared smiling. "Hi swetheart." She had her hands on her back, "Guess what I bought to you."

Helena looked her with ouot emotion. "Dunno."

Selina showed her a cat, a grey one, it had white paws and a a big tail. She went to her and kneeled putting the cat on his lap. "Look, his name is Lucas. He is from Paris, as Jaçques."

Helena looked the tag. "Here says Taiwan."

Selina rolled her eyes, "Use your imagination."

"I use it, but he is from Taiwan and Wall-Mart."

The blonde put her elbow on the arm of the petite coach and looked her feeling frustated, she had bought the stuff cat with illusion, thinking she would love it. "Don't like you."

"Like me," Helena took it with her hands, "But he's not Jaçques. No one could be as him"

Selina thought bwould be good do a second try, "I have an idea, we can go to movies and buy one of those big boxes with pop corns full with butter."

"I can't…" Helena put the cat on a side, "Maybe tomorrow."

"You can?" the beauty woman askled surprised. Helena refusing go to movies?

"I need read this book, You know, homework."

"Homework." Selina mumbled.

"Yes."

Selina stood up, "All right, do your homework." This didn't like her.

The child raised her book. The blonde moved her head, she neede be patient. She would try again next day. Helena would understand she coldn't be sad all her life just for a stuff cat.


Barbara sat at the living room of Selinas' department. Was weird, after years of be enemies and had really hard confrontations in an crime-law fight; they were there. Talking as two great friends. Something that Selina accepted was that she had know the most importants persons in her life in the most unexpected places and in a not very nice situation. She had called Barbara to take a cup of coffe in her home. The red head accepted, was not usual, they used to go out to do it. She received her dressing unformal. They sat at the living room; Selina removed her shoes and moved her feet over the couch to face Barbara. After talk a few minutes about many topics, the crime fighter knew something was wrong, and that it hadn'r been a friendly visit.

""What is wrong?" she asked suddenly.

"Wrong?" Selina asked.

"Yes, tell me."

Selina sigued and put her cup of coffe over the table. "She is worring me."

"Who?" green eyes narrowed.

"Helena."

"What happen to her?"

"She is not acting as her," the blonde took a deep breath, "she is… she is just not her."

"I don't understand."

Selina turned her head and shouted "Helena did you finished your homework?"

"Yes," they heard a yell of the child from the corridor.

Selina looked her watch, "It's five o'clock." Before Barbara could say something, Selina shouted again "Could you pick up please your toys of the living room?"

Helena appeared and walked inside the living room. "Hi barbara," she went to her and kissed her cheeck.

"Hi Hel…"

"Pick it up all and later go to take a bath."

"Yes mom." Helena began to pick up her toys and put it inside a box, when she finished she exited the living room. Selina waited a few seconds.

"See?" she looked Barbara, "she don't protest, she comes inmediately, she is quiet, she says to me yes to all; she goes to sleep early. She is turning me crazy!"

"She is acting as a good child I…" The red head blinked, "you are right…"

"I don't know what to do."

"Why is all that this for?"

"I guess all is about her stuff cat."

"Jaçques?" Barbara raised her brown.

"Yes."

"Why don't buy her a new pet?." Barbara sipped her mug of coffe.

Selina stood up and whispered waving her hands. "I did it! And she put it in the coach and never touch it!"

Barbara thought a few seconds in silence, "Jaçques blowed up…"

"Yes." Selina move her head, "stuffing everywhere."

"All of it?"

"Yes."

"Where is the body?" Barbara stood up.

"What?" Selina moved back her head.

"I want see the body. Don't tell me you put it in trash."

"No, I kept it in the laundry closet inside a bag. Come."

Both went to the laundry room. Selina closed the door and removed upper the closet a plastic bag. She took out pieces of cloths brown and black.

The redhead raised the brown one. "What is this?"

"Boo, the squirrel." The tall blonde put one of her hands on her waist.

"Oh…" the stuff realli had blowed out, it was just the "skin" of the squirrel.

Selina took the black stuff and showed it to her friend, "This is Jaçques."

"Uh." Barbara examined it, "Helena saw it?"

"No, I don't want she has a heart attack."

"I think we can fix it… I think if we sew it…"

"I don't know sew… I buy all my clothes from designers… Do you know how do it?" Selina asked hopefully.

"Are you joking? No."

The blonde rested her back on the laundry machine and crossed her arms. "We are lost."

Barbara looked the piece of stuff a few seconds in silence. Sudenly and idea come to her mind and she grinned. "I know who can do it.."


Knots at the white door of Selina's department. The blone opened it followed by Barbara, both found a known face that glared them. "Well," Leslie almost grumbled, "what's the emergency?"