Dinah walked out of Helena's room, shaking her head slightly.

"I swear that woman needs to sit down and really think about what she wants out of herself."

Dinah went into the gym in the loft and started punching at the bag some more, as she had been doing before her run in with Helena's mind.

The sound of the bag drew the attention of a recently awoken Barbara who wheeled herself out of her room and into the main Delphi terminal area. She stopped and looked up, watching Dinah grab the fighting sticks and begin to kill the bag.

Dinah thought to herself as she kicked the bag harder. 'What the fuck am I supposed to do? I do the best I can to help and she pushes me away and Barbara even further.'

Dinah is startled by the sound of Barbara clearing her throat and one of the sticks goes flying across the loft and against the far wall. She turns beet red with embarrassment as she goes to pick up the stick. "Sorry. Did I wake you?"

"Not at all... I was about to get up anyway. What's wrong?" Barbara wheeled herself up the ramp side into the loft.

Dinah shrugged, attempting to calm down, "Life, relationships, other stuff. Not a big thing."

The word 'relationships' caught the Oracle's attention. "Relationships? You got a boyfriend didn't you?"

Dinah stopped for a few moments and looked at Barbara seriously. "I did not find a boyfriend, thank you. I've just been thinking about it." She hoped that 'it' wouldn't be questioned.

An evil grin swept across Barbara's face. "What do you mean 'it'? It's a woman isn't it?"

"You could say that I guess."

Barbara practically turned into a high school girl with her next line of rapidly fired questions. "What's her name? Where did you meet her? How long have you known her? Is she in one of your classes?"

"Well, its sorta difficult to explain."

"Then just take your time, but SPILL."

Dinah tucked the sticks into her back pockets. "It's not even my relationship. I've got these friends, like you and Helena, they're a couple.. And I just have problems with spazing out when I pick up thoughts from them. I mean, it's not even my relationship and I'm spazing out on it."

"Wait a minute.. Like me and Helena... are you implying that she and I are a couple?"

"No, I'm not trying to say that at all."

"Alright, I guess I just misunderstood what you were trying to say... So what is upsetting you so much? Is it the fact that there are two women in a relationship?"

"Ya know.." Pulls out the sticks again and starts hitting the bag harder each time. "I have no problem with it at all... Love is love no matter what form... But it's just that... well, they're not even really in a relationship yet..."

"So they have an attachment to each other?"

"Well, they've both known each other for a long time... and feelings have changed, mutated if you will. But they're both afraid to admit it to the other."

"Hm... very interesting..." Barbara's mind wandered to the thought of Helena crouched on the ledge of the clock tower, her brunette hair gently flowing in the breeze... and the way that her leather pants perfectly form around her legs.

Her thoughts were pulled back to the present by Dinah roundhouse kicking the bag, then beating the shit out of it with the fighting sticks. "Wow. Someone has stepped up her practice."

Dinah stops mid hit and looks at the red-haired woman. "Huh? Oh. I think its just the frustration."

"Could be... But you know... I don't think they would want to upset you over all of this... Have you spoken with them about it?"

"I tried..But I don't think she liked what I was saying."

"Have you spoken with both of them?"

"Not exactly."

"Well, maybe you should do that. It couldn't hurt."

Dinah thought to herself. 'Yeah, it could... very much so.'

"Thank you for your help Barbara. I'm going to see what I can do." A single drop of sweat fell off of the tip of Dinah's nose as she went back down the stairs, and back to the showers for the second time that day.