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Disclaimer: Don't own them, not unless I get real lucky, and then I'd put it back on TV, but I'd definitely lessen Reese's role.
Dedication: To Kelly who gave me my 16th review, but again there was no item mentioned. Oh, well. Hope you enjoy your chapter.
They had been working all morning; Helena digging into the ground to loosen the dirt, and Dinah lifting it out, they finally managed to burry the pilots. It had been morbid work, but it had to be done, and now that it was finally finished, there was a small sense of satisfaction. Dinah stood painfully from the rock where she had been sitting, the wound on her leg had been pulled partially open last night during her struggle, and it throbbed painfully on occasion, but it would only take about another week to heal. "Do you think that we should say a few works?" She quietly asked Helena, avoiding her eyes.
"I suppose so. Maybe we should make some markers." Helena didn't sound too sure of herself, and she was fidgeting with her hands.
"Here, these'll work." Dinah said as she used her powers to lift two large rocks over the top of each grave. Each one was uniquely shaped, one being jagged at the top, and the other looking like it had a bad diamond cut.
"I guess everything's taken care of then so ah," Helena cleared her throat lightly, "Um well, we didn't know you well or anything like that, so, I won't say that we were good friends, or that I knew you well, or any other sort of lie. Really I only knew you for, maybe an hour, but you seem like you were normally good at your job, and may you rest in peace." Her respects were paid to the first pilot, and now she turned to the second. "I didn't know you any better than I knew him, and so, I can't have that great of a judge for your character, still, I hope that you've found some sort of peace. Dinah." Helena gestured for her to speak.
"Right uhm, I guess Helena said a lot for the both of you. I may have only known you a bit longer, since Helena was napping through most of our time together, but during those few short hours, I did get to know you a little. Both of you had a good sense of humor, and each of you were very nice to me. I only hope that you felt the same about me. Each of you did the best you could to save the plane, and although I tried to save everyone on board, I couldn't, and so I hope you forgive me for that as well. Spend whatever time you have now, whether it be in a spiritual form, or another body, in peace. I'm done." Said Dinah after she finished speaking.
"Let's go then, it's a little depressing around here." They left back towards the plane silently.
All morning there had been an awkward silence filled only by a few clipped sentences, mostly spoken to ease their own minds. Each of their minds were one the situation that had happened during the night, but both were thinking completely separate thoughts. While Helena wanted to ask Dinah about what was going on, she couldn't figure out how to do it without making Dinah retreat. Every time she tried to get the question out of her mouth, it froze, this wasn't something that Helena was used to, and it was just confusing.
Dinah's thoughts were the opposite. She was trying to avoid the issue, not wanting to talk about it in anyway. It was too shameful for her to share, and she was afraid that Helena would hate her; that was something that she simply couldn't stand. Death would be better than Helena, or even Barbara hating her, she couldn't let that happen, not with this family, not like all the other families. "No, need to get away from these thoughts." Dinah frowned to herself. "Please just don't let Helena ask." Their eyes met for a moment, but Dinah was unable to hold the gaze, afraid that Helena would see something in it. "Why did these stupid nightmares have to come back now?"
Helena stopped walking all of a sudden, and turned to face Dinah. "Dinah I. . . I-I." There it was, that block again. "Damn it Helena! Just get the words out of your fucking mouth." She berated herself silently. "I- I-I." Was all that came out of her mouth.
"What?" Dinah asked, practically praying that it wasn't about last night.
"I. . .I think that we should eat now." She finished lamely.
"Oh, okay." If it wouldn't have looked so odd, Dinah would've been dancing her relief.
"Stupid, stupid, stupid. What the hell is wrong with me? Why can't I just ask a stupid question?" Helena swore at herself. "Maybe because you know that it would hurt her." Another part of her answered. "Shut up." Was Helena's reply.
A small lunch was eaten, there had never been that much food, but there was not much left, soon they would have to go searching for some. Besides that, it wasn't so bad being there, plenty of fresh air, and time alone together. It provided a chance for them to get to know each other a little better. Despite the fact that they had worked together for about a year, they never took much of a chance to talk.
"Hey Helena, I think that we should take a look around now. We've been here for a while, and, even some water would be nice. Maybe some fish." Dinah suggested.
"You're right I suppose, but I'll be the one looking around, there's no way that your coming." Said Helena firmly.
"What? Why not?" Dinah question angrily, standing up with her fists clenched at her side. "I'm just as capable as you are, there's no need to protect me." Not all of her anger was because of Helena's comment, she felt vulnerable after the nightmare, and felt that it made Helena think of her as a child. "I'm not a kid like you so frequently call me Helena."
"Hey whoa, I never meant for it to sound that way okay? I just meant, that with your leg hurt like it is, you probably shouldn't be walking on it too much." Helena justified, holding up her hands in a sign of peace.
"I can take care of myself." Said Dinah tersely.
"Oh you can huh?" Helena's temper was beginning to rise, and she stood to her feet as well. "Because I'm not too sure, right now."
"You don't think I can? You've never believed that I can do something on my own, well I landed this plane myself, without any help from you."
"And what a great job you did." Always one with a short fuse, Helena's anger was now controlling her words, even as she screamed at herself to stop before she said something she regretted. "You've got a nasty leg wound, and what else is there? Oh yeah, there's those two dead pilots. All in all, I'd say that you did a fan-fucking-tastic job." As soon as the words left her mouth, Helena wanted to stuff them back in.
Dinah's eyes began to tear up; it was all too much to bear. The crash, the dreams, Helena's words, it was simply too much. She squeezed her eyes shut, trying to force the tears away along with the images running through her head. Her mother leaving, life with the Redmonds, Helena's rejection, her mother's death, the crash, the death, the dreams, her words. Flashing faster and faster, she sunk to her knees, no longer able to support herself upright. The tears finally spilled over, her anguish too great to hold them in.
"Dinah, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I just got angry and I said things that I didn't mean, please don't cry." Helena slowly walked over to Dinah's hunched form, and hesitantly reached out a hand wanting to soothe the pain that she had caused, not taking note of the quivering trees. She managed to make contact with Dinah's shoulder, but her hand was roughly swatted away as Dinah recoiled from her touch.
"Get away from me." Dinah slurred, she was having trouble concentrating one speaking, it all just hurt too much. They were still playing, and now it was just too fast, barely even glimpses. Dinah's mind couldn't take it anymore and she passed out.
"Oh shit!" Helena exclaimed as Dinah crumpled flat to the grass beneath her. Helena gently rolled Dinah onto her back and lifted Dinah into her arms. "Ah fuck, I can't believe that I did that. I promise that I'll make it up to you, I promise." Helena's eyes were glassy with unshed tears, she had promised herself a long time ago that she would never cry again, but now, she didn't know if she'd be able to keep that promise.
Helena laid Dinah in one of the seat in the plane, fully reclined of course, it wasn't a bed, but it was the best that Helena could do right now. In her unconsciousness, Dinah's face was still contorted, tears still running from her eyes. Feeling like little more than the scum of the earth, Helena brushed several strands of hair off of Dinah's face. In order to keep a close watch on her, Helena chose to sit to the side of the chair, this way; she would always be close by.
"How could I have said that to her? It wasn't even true. Talk about being insensitive, maybe I should go back to anger management when we get rescued. What's going to happen when she wakes up? She'll probably hate me." Helena berated herself. "You feel so bad because you l. . ." The voice started. "Don't even think about finishing that sentence, that has nothing to do with it even if it were true, which it's not."
An hour later, Dinah awoke, she didn't yell, she didn't cry, in fact, she had stopped crying, she didn't even move. She just laid there, her eyes open, staring at the ceiling in the jet. "Dinah?" Helena questioned tentatively, there was no response. She stood so that she could stand nearer to Dinah. "Dinah? Hey, are," Helena took a shaky breath, "are you okay?" Still there was no response. Afraid, Helena moved to touch Dinah's face, and finally Dinah moved, although it was away from Helena's hand.
"Leave." Dinah whispered so quietly, that Helena was hardly able to hear it.
"What? But I want, I need to apologize. What I said was, completely out of line, I."
"Please leave." Dinah cut her off, still whispering, as if she couldn't speak any louder. Hurt flashed across Helena's face, but she realized that she had no room to object, so, reluctantly she nodded, and left with what dignity she could muster, which wasn't much.
What Helena said had hurt, it had hurt a lot. Bringing old, and new hurt to the surface, bringing back memories she'd rather forget, and ones that she needed to work on forgetting. Right now, Dinah didn't know if she could forgive Helena, but she did know that she needed time to herself; time to be completely and utterly alone. She couldn't do that with Helena so near at all times, even outside of the jet was too close, Dinah needed them to be further apart. Knowing now what she needed to do in order to get what she desired, Dinah sat up, and stepped outside.
Just as she had expected, Helena was right outside, leaning against the hull most likely listening for any sound that she would make. When Helena turned to look at her, Dinah noticed the feral eyes of Huntress, and knew that she had been correct. "Dinah." There was a longing tone to Helena's voice, but Dinah ignored it.
"What time is it?" Dinah questioned emotionlessly.
Taken aback by Dinah's tone, it took Helena a moment to answer. "Uh, probably about two."
"Okay. You should go exploring now."
"D-don't you want to come with me?" Helena asked hesitantly.
"No." Dinah answered simply.
"Are you sure that you don't want to come with?"
"Yes."
"Oh, I guess that I'll be back in a few hours then." Although she wasn't happy with the idea, Helena left anyway resolving not to go too far from their little camp.
"I'll probably never get to hold her at night again." Helena mused despondently as she searched the area. If she turned to her feral form Huntress, she was still within hearing distance of the jet, and that brought a small bit of comfort to her. "Doesn't bother me though." "Liar." Hissed that inner voice that Helena had come to loath. This time she ignored it.
Using the abilities that Huntress brought to her, she was able to hear the sound of water flowing to her right. It sounded a little further from the camp than she wanted to go, but they needed the water, and it probably flowed nearer to the camp further down. After a few minutes of debate, she left for the water.
Moments later she found the stream, it was fairly shallow, just deep enough to stick your foot in and have it get wet all the way to a little past the ankle. It would suit their needs though, maybe the two of them could take a bath, after two days they were beginning to smell a tad rank; at least they had changes of clothes. Of course they would also use it for water, but it would probably have to be boiled first, which meant that her and Dinah were going to have to build their very first fire soon. "I did promise Dinah real shelter after a week to. How the hell am I going to do that?" Helena groaned.
All of this was new to her, she had never been on a camping trip in her life. Helena was most definitely in every sense of the word, a city girl. This much nature was not something that she had ever experienced, but she found herself enjoying it despite the fact that they were suppose to be stranded, miserable, cold and hungry. They were none of those things, well, at least not until a few hours earlier where she had screwed that up royally. Helena noted how dark it had gotten and decided that her time was up and that it was time to head back to Dinah.
As soon as she began her journey back, Helena heard, or rather didn't hear, that something was wrong. There were no sounds coming from the jet, "She's just sleeping, that's gotta be it." The closer she came to camp, the less she believed it, where she was at that moment, and she should've been able to hear Dinah breathing. The plane was just ahead of her now, and she rushed over to it. "Dinah, I'm back!" She called, hoping that Dinah would come out from wherever she was. There was no response, and Helena became very worried. She searched the inside and found nothing, then, she looked through the forest surrounding them, trying to see if she was anywhere near by.
Still Dinah was nowhere to be found. "Fuck, she's got to have a couple hours head start already." Helena cursed, now realizing that she never should've left Dinah for even a moment. It would be completely dark soon, and Dinah was all alone out there in the woods, with who knows what in it. They had been fortunate so far not to encounter any wild animals, but the crash had probably scared the animals away, in the forest, there would be no such luck. So Helena was left with one choice, use Huntress's powers to track her down.
Dinah continued her walk, away from Helena, away from the jet, away from the pain. With every step that carried her away, everything became clearer, and it made her feel lighter. Her problems were coming into perspective, and she had dealt with most of it already, now all she needed to get past were Helena's words. They were fresh, and stung the most, and although Dinah wasn't ready to admit it yet, she knew why. Walking was making her tired; after all, she had been walking for at least three hours, although it might have been more. She needed a break, and after finding a fallen log, she sat down, and began to brood.
"Did Helena really mean what she said? She did try to apologize, but she still shouldn't have said those things. It isn't my fault it isn't. I tried. Maybe if I had just held out for another minute we all would've made it. Helena told me not to blame myself before, when she was being nice. Should I listen to that Helena, or the other one?" She was snapped out of her thoughts by a noise behind her. "Helena?" A feeling told her that it wasn't, but the only other thing that it could be, was too frightening for her to want to comprehend.
Several pairs of glowing eyes surrounded her, a soft growling echoing from each pair. "Obviously not Helena." Dinah said, her eyes darting to each and every pair staring back at her. Out of instinct, she took a step back, bringing her closer to the creatures behind her. "I'm in trouble." Was all Dinah managed to get out before they attacked.
Wolves assaulted her from all sides, coming fast and furious, ready to rip her to shreds. Dinah defended herself as best she could, using her tk to throw the wolves into trees, or skidding across the ground. One came up leaping at her face, a punch sent it back to the ground, where it lay for a few moments to recover. Others kept coming at her, and she was thankful for all the training she had gone through with Barbara and Helena. The combination of her powers, and honed fighting ability kept them at bay until one managed to sneak up behind her. Its claws sunk deep into her back, and its jaws clamped down hard into her shoulder. Dinah screamed in pain, and used her tk to pry the wolf's jaws apart and then fling it off of her. The blood coming off of her wounds spurred the wolves on.
Helena had been following the scent Dinah had left for several minutes now, she had been running through the trees trying to catch up, only stopping to make sure that she was on the right track. She had been on one of her stops when she heard the scream, her head whipping towards the sound. "Dinah." She took off as fast as her legs could carry her, arriving only moments later.
Dinah was breathing heavily, while the wolves were still coming strong as ever, Helena could tell that she wouldn't last much longer; she could smell the blood on Dinah. Without a second thought, Huntress leapt into action, g growling menacingly as she punched, kicked, and threw the wolves. Her thoughts were focused on saving Dinah, and on making the wolves regret ever coming near her. One by one they ran away, until none were left, and it was just Helena and Dinah standing there.
"Helena. . .You came." Dinah said just as she collapsed to the ground.
"Dinah!"
Note: I know I know, cliffhanger. Well, only kind of. I hope you all enjoyed reading it, and again I apologize for being late. I don't know when the next update will come, and I think that I need to slow down and take a look at where I want this to go, cause right now, I don't really have much of an idea. Keep the reviews coming and I'll see what I can give you. By for now.
Disclaimer: Don't own them, not unless I get real lucky, and then I'd put it back on TV, but I'd definitely lessen Reese's role.
Dedication: To Kelly who gave me my 16th review, but again there was no item mentioned. Oh, well. Hope you enjoy your chapter.
They had been working all morning; Helena digging into the ground to loosen the dirt, and Dinah lifting it out, they finally managed to burry the pilots. It had been morbid work, but it had to be done, and now that it was finally finished, there was a small sense of satisfaction. Dinah stood painfully from the rock where she had been sitting, the wound on her leg had been pulled partially open last night during her struggle, and it throbbed painfully on occasion, but it would only take about another week to heal. "Do you think that we should say a few works?" She quietly asked Helena, avoiding her eyes.
"I suppose so. Maybe we should make some markers." Helena didn't sound too sure of herself, and she was fidgeting with her hands.
"Here, these'll work." Dinah said as she used her powers to lift two large rocks over the top of each grave. Each one was uniquely shaped, one being jagged at the top, and the other looking like it had a bad diamond cut.
"I guess everything's taken care of then so ah," Helena cleared her throat lightly, "Um well, we didn't know you well or anything like that, so, I won't say that we were good friends, or that I knew you well, or any other sort of lie. Really I only knew you for, maybe an hour, but you seem like you were normally good at your job, and may you rest in peace." Her respects were paid to the first pilot, and now she turned to the second. "I didn't know you any better than I knew him, and so, I can't have that great of a judge for your character, still, I hope that you've found some sort of peace. Dinah." Helena gestured for her to speak.
"Right uhm, I guess Helena said a lot for the both of you. I may have only known you a bit longer, since Helena was napping through most of our time together, but during those few short hours, I did get to know you a little. Both of you had a good sense of humor, and each of you were very nice to me. I only hope that you felt the same about me. Each of you did the best you could to save the plane, and although I tried to save everyone on board, I couldn't, and so I hope you forgive me for that as well. Spend whatever time you have now, whether it be in a spiritual form, or another body, in peace. I'm done." Said Dinah after she finished speaking.
"Let's go then, it's a little depressing around here." They left back towards the plane silently.
All morning there had been an awkward silence filled only by a few clipped sentences, mostly spoken to ease their own minds. Each of their minds were one the situation that had happened during the night, but both were thinking completely separate thoughts. While Helena wanted to ask Dinah about what was going on, she couldn't figure out how to do it without making Dinah retreat. Every time she tried to get the question out of her mouth, it froze, this wasn't something that Helena was used to, and it was just confusing.
Dinah's thoughts were the opposite. She was trying to avoid the issue, not wanting to talk about it in anyway. It was too shameful for her to share, and she was afraid that Helena would hate her; that was something that she simply couldn't stand. Death would be better than Helena, or even Barbara hating her, she couldn't let that happen, not with this family, not like all the other families. "No, need to get away from these thoughts." Dinah frowned to herself. "Please just don't let Helena ask." Their eyes met for a moment, but Dinah was unable to hold the gaze, afraid that Helena would see something in it. "Why did these stupid nightmares have to come back now?"
Helena stopped walking all of a sudden, and turned to face Dinah. "Dinah I. . . I-I." There it was, that block again. "Damn it Helena! Just get the words out of your fucking mouth." She berated herself silently. "I- I-I." Was all that came out of her mouth.
"What?" Dinah asked, practically praying that it wasn't about last night.
"I. . .I think that we should eat now." She finished lamely.
"Oh, okay." If it wouldn't have looked so odd, Dinah would've been dancing her relief.
"Stupid, stupid, stupid. What the hell is wrong with me? Why can't I just ask a stupid question?" Helena swore at herself. "Maybe because you know that it would hurt her." Another part of her answered. "Shut up." Was Helena's reply.
A small lunch was eaten, there had never been that much food, but there was not much left, soon they would have to go searching for some. Besides that, it wasn't so bad being there, plenty of fresh air, and time alone together. It provided a chance for them to get to know each other a little better. Despite the fact that they had worked together for about a year, they never took much of a chance to talk.
"Hey Helena, I think that we should take a look around now. We've been here for a while, and, even some water would be nice. Maybe some fish." Dinah suggested.
"You're right I suppose, but I'll be the one looking around, there's no way that your coming." Said Helena firmly.
"What? Why not?" Dinah question angrily, standing up with her fists clenched at her side. "I'm just as capable as you are, there's no need to protect me." Not all of her anger was because of Helena's comment, she felt vulnerable after the nightmare, and felt that it made Helena think of her as a child. "I'm not a kid like you so frequently call me Helena."
"Hey whoa, I never meant for it to sound that way okay? I just meant, that with your leg hurt like it is, you probably shouldn't be walking on it too much." Helena justified, holding up her hands in a sign of peace.
"I can take care of myself." Said Dinah tersely.
"Oh you can huh?" Helena's temper was beginning to rise, and she stood to her feet as well. "Because I'm not too sure, right now."
"You don't think I can? You've never believed that I can do something on my own, well I landed this plane myself, without any help from you."
"And what a great job you did." Always one with a short fuse, Helena's anger was now controlling her words, even as she screamed at herself to stop before she said something she regretted. "You've got a nasty leg wound, and what else is there? Oh yeah, there's those two dead pilots. All in all, I'd say that you did a fan-fucking-tastic job." As soon as the words left her mouth, Helena wanted to stuff them back in.
Dinah's eyes began to tear up; it was all too much to bear. The crash, the dreams, Helena's words, it was simply too much. She squeezed her eyes shut, trying to force the tears away along with the images running through her head. Her mother leaving, life with the Redmonds, Helena's rejection, her mother's death, the crash, the death, the dreams, her words. Flashing faster and faster, she sunk to her knees, no longer able to support herself upright. The tears finally spilled over, her anguish too great to hold them in.
"Dinah, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I just got angry and I said things that I didn't mean, please don't cry." Helena slowly walked over to Dinah's hunched form, and hesitantly reached out a hand wanting to soothe the pain that she had caused, not taking note of the quivering trees. She managed to make contact with Dinah's shoulder, but her hand was roughly swatted away as Dinah recoiled from her touch.
"Get away from me." Dinah slurred, she was having trouble concentrating one speaking, it all just hurt too much. They were still playing, and now it was just too fast, barely even glimpses. Dinah's mind couldn't take it anymore and she passed out.
"Oh shit!" Helena exclaimed as Dinah crumpled flat to the grass beneath her. Helena gently rolled Dinah onto her back and lifted Dinah into her arms. "Ah fuck, I can't believe that I did that. I promise that I'll make it up to you, I promise." Helena's eyes were glassy with unshed tears, she had promised herself a long time ago that she would never cry again, but now, she didn't know if she'd be able to keep that promise.
Helena laid Dinah in one of the seat in the plane, fully reclined of course, it wasn't a bed, but it was the best that Helena could do right now. In her unconsciousness, Dinah's face was still contorted, tears still running from her eyes. Feeling like little more than the scum of the earth, Helena brushed several strands of hair off of Dinah's face. In order to keep a close watch on her, Helena chose to sit to the side of the chair, this way; she would always be close by.
"How could I have said that to her? It wasn't even true. Talk about being insensitive, maybe I should go back to anger management when we get rescued. What's going to happen when she wakes up? She'll probably hate me." Helena berated herself. "You feel so bad because you l. . ." The voice started. "Don't even think about finishing that sentence, that has nothing to do with it even if it were true, which it's not."
An hour later, Dinah awoke, she didn't yell, she didn't cry, in fact, she had stopped crying, she didn't even move. She just laid there, her eyes open, staring at the ceiling in the jet. "Dinah?" Helena questioned tentatively, there was no response. She stood so that she could stand nearer to Dinah. "Dinah? Hey, are," Helena took a shaky breath, "are you okay?" Still there was no response. Afraid, Helena moved to touch Dinah's face, and finally Dinah moved, although it was away from Helena's hand.
"Leave." Dinah whispered so quietly, that Helena was hardly able to hear it.
"What? But I want, I need to apologize. What I said was, completely out of line, I."
"Please leave." Dinah cut her off, still whispering, as if she couldn't speak any louder. Hurt flashed across Helena's face, but she realized that she had no room to object, so, reluctantly she nodded, and left with what dignity she could muster, which wasn't much.
What Helena said had hurt, it had hurt a lot. Bringing old, and new hurt to the surface, bringing back memories she'd rather forget, and ones that she needed to work on forgetting. Right now, Dinah didn't know if she could forgive Helena, but she did know that she needed time to herself; time to be completely and utterly alone. She couldn't do that with Helena so near at all times, even outside of the jet was too close, Dinah needed them to be further apart. Knowing now what she needed to do in order to get what she desired, Dinah sat up, and stepped outside.
Just as she had expected, Helena was right outside, leaning against the hull most likely listening for any sound that she would make. When Helena turned to look at her, Dinah noticed the feral eyes of Huntress, and knew that she had been correct. "Dinah." There was a longing tone to Helena's voice, but Dinah ignored it.
"What time is it?" Dinah questioned emotionlessly.
Taken aback by Dinah's tone, it took Helena a moment to answer. "Uh, probably about two."
"Okay. You should go exploring now."
"D-don't you want to come with me?" Helena asked hesitantly.
"No." Dinah answered simply.
"Are you sure that you don't want to come with?"
"Yes."
"Oh, I guess that I'll be back in a few hours then." Although she wasn't happy with the idea, Helena left anyway resolving not to go too far from their little camp.
"I'll probably never get to hold her at night again." Helena mused despondently as she searched the area. If she turned to her feral form Huntress, she was still within hearing distance of the jet, and that brought a small bit of comfort to her. "Doesn't bother me though." "Liar." Hissed that inner voice that Helena had come to loath. This time she ignored it.
Using the abilities that Huntress brought to her, she was able to hear the sound of water flowing to her right. It sounded a little further from the camp than she wanted to go, but they needed the water, and it probably flowed nearer to the camp further down. After a few minutes of debate, she left for the water.
Moments later she found the stream, it was fairly shallow, just deep enough to stick your foot in and have it get wet all the way to a little past the ankle. It would suit their needs though, maybe the two of them could take a bath, after two days they were beginning to smell a tad rank; at least they had changes of clothes. Of course they would also use it for water, but it would probably have to be boiled first, which meant that her and Dinah were going to have to build their very first fire soon. "I did promise Dinah real shelter after a week to. How the hell am I going to do that?" Helena groaned.
All of this was new to her, she had never been on a camping trip in her life. Helena was most definitely in every sense of the word, a city girl. This much nature was not something that she had ever experienced, but she found herself enjoying it despite the fact that they were suppose to be stranded, miserable, cold and hungry. They were none of those things, well, at least not until a few hours earlier where she had screwed that up royally. Helena noted how dark it had gotten and decided that her time was up and that it was time to head back to Dinah.
As soon as she began her journey back, Helena heard, or rather didn't hear, that something was wrong. There were no sounds coming from the jet, "She's just sleeping, that's gotta be it." The closer she came to camp, the less she believed it, where she was at that moment, and she should've been able to hear Dinah breathing. The plane was just ahead of her now, and she rushed over to it. "Dinah, I'm back!" She called, hoping that Dinah would come out from wherever she was. There was no response, and Helena became very worried. She searched the inside and found nothing, then, she looked through the forest surrounding them, trying to see if she was anywhere near by.
Still Dinah was nowhere to be found. "Fuck, she's got to have a couple hours head start already." Helena cursed, now realizing that she never should've left Dinah for even a moment. It would be completely dark soon, and Dinah was all alone out there in the woods, with who knows what in it. They had been fortunate so far not to encounter any wild animals, but the crash had probably scared the animals away, in the forest, there would be no such luck. So Helena was left with one choice, use Huntress's powers to track her down.
Dinah continued her walk, away from Helena, away from the jet, away from the pain. With every step that carried her away, everything became clearer, and it made her feel lighter. Her problems were coming into perspective, and she had dealt with most of it already, now all she needed to get past were Helena's words. They were fresh, and stung the most, and although Dinah wasn't ready to admit it yet, she knew why. Walking was making her tired; after all, she had been walking for at least three hours, although it might have been more. She needed a break, and after finding a fallen log, she sat down, and began to brood.
"Did Helena really mean what she said? She did try to apologize, but she still shouldn't have said those things. It isn't my fault it isn't. I tried. Maybe if I had just held out for another minute we all would've made it. Helena told me not to blame myself before, when she was being nice. Should I listen to that Helena, or the other one?" She was snapped out of her thoughts by a noise behind her. "Helena?" A feeling told her that it wasn't, but the only other thing that it could be, was too frightening for her to want to comprehend.
Several pairs of glowing eyes surrounded her, a soft growling echoing from each pair. "Obviously not Helena." Dinah said, her eyes darting to each and every pair staring back at her. Out of instinct, she took a step back, bringing her closer to the creatures behind her. "I'm in trouble." Was all Dinah managed to get out before they attacked.
Wolves assaulted her from all sides, coming fast and furious, ready to rip her to shreds. Dinah defended herself as best she could, using her tk to throw the wolves into trees, or skidding across the ground. One came up leaping at her face, a punch sent it back to the ground, where it lay for a few moments to recover. Others kept coming at her, and she was thankful for all the training she had gone through with Barbara and Helena. The combination of her powers, and honed fighting ability kept them at bay until one managed to sneak up behind her. Its claws sunk deep into her back, and its jaws clamped down hard into her shoulder. Dinah screamed in pain, and used her tk to pry the wolf's jaws apart and then fling it off of her. The blood coming off of her wounds spurred the wolves on.
Helena had been following the scent Dinah had left for several minutes now, she had been running through the trees trying to catch up, only stopping to make sure that she was on the right track. She had been on one of her stops when she heard the scream, her head whipping towards the sound. "Dinah." She took off as fast as her legs could carry her, arriving only moments later.
Dinah was breathing heavily, while the wolves were still coming strong as ever, Helena could tell that she wouldn't last much longer; she could smell the blood on Dinah. Without a second thought, Huntress leapt into action, g growling menacingly as she punched, kicked, and threw the wolves. Her thoughts were focused on saving Dinah, and on making the wolves regret ever coming near her. One by one they ran away, until none were left, and it was just Helena and Dinah standing there.
"Helena. . .You came." Dinah said just as she collapsed to the ground.
"Dinah!"
Note: I know I know, cliffhanger. Well, only kind of. I hope you all enjoyed reading it, and again I apologize for being late. I don't know when the next update will come, and I think that I need to slow down and take a look at where I want this to go, cause right now, I don't really have much of an idea. Keep the reviews coming and I'll see what I can give you. By for now.