Note: I had considered doing all of this in point of views while playing
out the whole scene and then repeating it with each character, but I
thought that it would get old repeating the same thing even if it included
the different reactions. If you think this chapter was easy, then I dare
you to try writing four point of views about single scenes based on about
two word sentences and have it be good while making sense. I had to do
plenty of rewriting to get this where I wanted it to be, so show your
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Disclaimer: How do I put this delicately? . . .I don't own birds of prey, nor will I ever. Don't sue please.
Dedication: Buckster, this one is yours. Why? Because you reviewed. Everybody applaud, Buckster. Applaud damn you! They're not being cooperative, so I guess you'll just have to enjoy this without the nice sound of clapping in the background.
"Dinah? Dinah?" Helena's first waking thought was that of her companion, her love. Although she wasn't really sure what was going on, Helena knew that it probably wasn't very good. Their luck of late had been less than appealing, and who knew what was happening now. The last thing she remembered was talking to that doctor, Freedman, she thought his name was. What had he done? Her vision was swimming, and that didn't help with her paranoia. There seemed to be a blob situated above her, a person, a lamp? She didn't know, but it wasn't all that important right now. Whoever's here, was letting her talk, and that mattered. But where was Dinah? Why wasn't she answering? How long had it been since she asked? Hours, minutes, seconds?
Her voice seemed hoarse and tired, not that any could blame her. The concern shown for Dinah was touching, that she was the first thing Helena thought about. Perhaps they had sorted out their differences. It would be nice for Barbara to hear a little less bickering. This wasn't really Barbara's main concern, what mattered was that both of her girls were awake now. After such a grueling ordeal, they could continue to be family again. Although she would have to check for how much damage had been done to them during their week stay. There would be time later though; right now she just wanted to enjoy this, to bask in the warmth of seeing her two girls well.
For Reese it was a little bit different. Those first two words out of Helena's mouth should have been his name, and only his. They were meant to be together weren't they? A mere glance was spared in the other girl's direction, and only because he wanted to see why Helena was asking about her. Nothing great there, but that was only his opinion. Of course, Helena would share his thoughts about every subject since they were made for each other. Most likely the only reason behind the other girl was because they had spent so much time together, and his Helena cared about people. There was nothing there though; nothing could compete with himself after all.
It was taking her mind a while to bring her up to speed. Nothing seemed to make sense, with her vision blurry beyond all words, and her hearing sounding much like she was underwater. Above her was a dark silhouette distinguishable from the rest of the background only by the brightness that outlined it. Vaguely she heard someone calling out to her. But who was it? Her memory was shaky as well, the last thing she remembered was fighting those two things, they had hurt Helena. Helena, was that who was calling her? She had been hurt, did this mean she was all right? "Hel." It took so much effort to say that one word, actually it was only half a word, but it was all she needed.
A wave of relief rushed through Helena as she heard her love's voice say her name, or at least half of it. Dinah's voice sounded so tired, and the relief was replaced by concern. What had been done to make her feel that way? She'd kill that bastard! . . .As soon as she found the strength to sit up. Currently, she found her vision growing steadily better, and she could now make out the shape hovering over her. It was some man, probably a doctor, she'd show him who was boss. She attempted to hit him, but her arm was rising so slowly, and to her surprise, he grabbed her hand and pulled it to his cheek. There was some sort of look in his eyes, but she couldn't figure out what it was; all she knew was that it sent a shiver up her spine.
As for herself, Barbara was nearly brought to tears. Now both of them were coherent, which meant that they would all be okay. Even if there was some memory loss, they could eventually be brought back, although it would most likely be easier for Dinah due to her touch telepathy. This all seemed to be going by so slow. She wanted nothing more than to make sure that her two girls were all right, that nothing had been done to them, but this moment was needed.
Reese noticed some clarity come to her eyes, only to be replaced by confusion. She must be wondering why or how he was in the tower. Then her hand started to rise, and he just knew that she wanted to touch him, to make that contact in order to assure that he was real, and that the nightmare was over. Since she seemed to be having some trouble, he helped her along tightly grasping her hand, and bringing it to his cheek. Her skin was so silky, so soft; it was everything he had imagined and more. There was some rage in her eyes, but in his bliss filled haze, he chose to ignore it. "You're back."
At last Dinah found things to be clearing up, her vision was still off, but at least she could hear again without it being distorted. Back? Did Helena know this guy? His words almost seemed tender, but an undertone suggested something else, although she couldn't be sure as to what. She wanted to get up, but she felt so heavy. Helena, she wanted to be with Helena so that she could get that stupid man away from her. The figure above her had yet to be distinguishable as either male or female, but Dinah did know that they had red hair. It was unfamiliar though, all of this was, and she found herself afraid despite something she remembered about never showing fear. She felt a slight buzzing running through her body, but ignored it since it wasn't uncomfortable, and was in fact, almost pleasant.
Barbara's sentiments ran along the same lines of Reese's, although she found herself not liking the fact that Reese was holding Helena's hand like that. Some how she felt that the action wasn't really appreciated. Call it mother's intuition. Her gaze returned back to Dinah though, and she watched certain emotions flicker through Dinah's eyes. There seemed to be some anger, as Dinah's head tilted towards where Reese stood with Helena, but that dissipated to fear. Why was she afraid, what reason did she have? It was most likely confusion; Dinah didn't seem to be as coherent as Helena yet. There was something else happening though, as the fear grew stronger, so did something else. Barbara could swear that she actually saw Dinah's eyes glowing their separate colors. What the hell was going on? "What the hell?" She asked out loud.
Due to Barbara's question, Reese found his attention momentarily drawn away from the raven beauty that lay beneath him. What was she asking questions about? Was something wrong with Helena? No, apparently not. The blond one's eyes seemed to be glowing softly. Reese wasn't actually sure that he was even seeing it. Soon it disappeared, and Reese figured that it must have been some sort of play of light or something. It was of no concern, so his attention returned to Helena. "Hel, aren't you glad to see me?" He never saw it coming.
Some woman had spoken now, and she sounded alarmed. Since the man was by her that meant that the woman must be near Dinah. Something was wrong with Dinah? No, no, no, no, no, no, that just wasn't right. Everything was supposed to be fine. Now the man was talking again. There was no concern in his voice, he obviously only cared for her, and she doubted his intentions severely. Hope was filled in his voice though, but there was also a bit of smug expectance. Like she'd ever want to remember whoever this was. However, something was going on with Dinah, and this man was annoying her, so she made the only choice possible, she ripped her hand from his and hit him as hard as she could. Helena took much satisfaction in the sound of his body hitting the metal floor. Rolling off the table she was on, Helena looked for Dinah and spotted her immediately. Some red head in a wheel chair was right beside her. For a minute, Helena considered attacking, but something seemed to be holding her back. Instead, she dropped her fists, and walked over to Dinah's side. Taking her hand, Helena whispered, "I'm here now."
A deep joy filled Dinah. Helena was here now right beside her. Although she still found her limbs heavy, and had yet to muster the strength to really move, Helena's presence was reassuring. Now nothing would hurt her. Unlike Helena, her healing skills were not as fast, and she needed sleep to recover. So, with her love's presence at her side, Dinah felt safe to drift off into a short slumber.
Barbara had been shocked to say the least. One second Helena was simply laying there, and the next, Reese was flat on the floor, and a very feral looking Helena was staring at her. There seemed to be some hesitation, some indecision in her eye as Helena looked at her though. Barbara honestly couldn't figure out why this was. As of now, she was lost as to what was going on. She watched as Helena slowly came to the decision to walk up to Helena, and she listened as Helena whispered to Dinah. Was there something more going on between these two? There seemed to be a fragile trust between her and Helena though, and Barbara would be damned if she did anything to ruin it. "Helena?" She asked tentatively.
She had hit him. Helena had hit him. Why?
Helena had watched fondly as Dinah fell asleep. Clearly this whole ordeal had exhausted her, and Helena knew it was best to let Dinah sleep for now. For some reason she felt enough trust with this red head to feel a little more at ease. The fact that she could easily kill this woman if she tried anything might also have had something to do with it. Helena heard the question asked, and decided to pose her own question. "Who are you?"
"You don't remember me?" Barbara asked, and watched, as Helena shook her head no. She also noticed that Helena's gaze never left the blond for very long. "What's the last thing you remember?"
"Talking to a doctor." Helena saw no real reason to lie; it would serve no purpose if she wanted answers. "Who are you?" She repeated.
"Barbara Gordon. You honestly don't remember me?" Barbara was stupefied. They remembered each other, but not her, not her.
"Should I?" The question was posed honestly.
"I knew your mother, and we've spent years living together. You don't remember any of that?" Barbara was sure she sounded desperate, but she didn't much care.
"No. Does she know you?" Helena's head tilted towards Dinah.
"Yes. She had come looking for the two of us because of a dream."
"How did we get here?"
"Reese and I broke you out."
"The man I hit?" Barbara nodded in response. "Whatever. Do you have any rooms here?" Again Barbara nodded. "Where?" Barbara pointed up the stairs. "I'm taking her to get some real rest, make sure he, and that man in the door way over there stay out." With everything said, Helena easily hefted Dinah in her arms, and then jumped over the railing on the second floor. Entering through a door, they both disappeared.
Barbara was shocked that Helena noticed Alfred's presence; she was also surprised that they were staying. She would ask Helena why later. After all, as far as those two were concerned, they had no reason to trust anyone here. This wasn't going as planned though, this was meant to be a happy reunion. Where did it go wrong? Something else was different about the both of them; obviously, some changes had been made during that one-week. If there was enough trust, Barbara would see if she could scan them later. For now, it was best that they rest. "Neither of you enter that room. I won't be responsible for what she does to you."
Reese was still in shock. His love had hit him, hit him. How could she? After all he had done for her. It had to have been something Phoenix Inc. did to her; it just had to have been. Nothing else could explain why she did that. Everything was fine, or at least it would be soon.
Alfred had watched the whole exchange with interest. So much had happened within the course of about two minutes. This could possibly be the worst thing they had ever faced, but Alfred knew that they would triumph in the end just as they always did. For now, he decided to make himself useful the only way he could think of, to cook. Those two would be hungry later, and Alfred wanted everyone to have a sort of feast in celebration despite the tragic turn of events.
Note: Wow, I'm just whippin these chapters out lately. Two days on this one. Anywho, what did every one think? It wasn't confusing was it? Cause if it was I will re write it. I have to admit that despite the difficulty, this was actually kind of fun. But where are my reviews? Where did everyone go? I know you exist now, so you can't fool me.
Disclaimer: How do I put this delicately? . . .I don't own birds of prey, nor will I ever. Don't sue please.
Dedication: Buckster, this one is yours. Why? Because you reviewed. Everybody applaud, Buckster. Applaud damn you! They're not being cooperative, so I guess you'll just have to enjoy this without the nice sound of clapping in the background.
"Dinah? Dinah?" Helena's first waking thought was that of her companion, her love. Although she wasn't really sure what was going on, Helena knew that it probably wasn't very good. Their luck of late had been less than appealing, and who knew what was happening now. The last thing she remembered was talking to that doctor, Freedman, she thought his name was. What had he done? Her vision was swimming, and that didn't help with her paranoia. There seemed to be a blob situated above her, a person, a lamp? She didn't know, but it wasn't all that important right now. Whoever's here, was letting her talk, and that mattered. But where was Dinah? Why wasn't she answering? How long had it been since she asked? Hours, minutes, seconds?
Her voice seemed hoarse and tired, not that any could blame her. The concern shown for Dinah was touching, that she was the first thing Helena thought about. Perhaps they had sorted out their differences. It would be nice for Barbara to hear a little less bickering. This wasn't really Barbara's main concern, what mattered was that both of her girls were awake now. After such a grueling ordeal, they could continue to be family again. Although she would have to check for how much damage had been done to them during their week stay. There would be time later though; right now she just wanted to enjoy this, to bask in the warmth of seeing her two girls well.
For Reese it was a little bit different. Those first two words out of Helena's mouth should have been his name, and only his. They were meant to be together weren't they? A mere glance was spared in the other girl's direction, and only because he wanted to see why Helena was asking about her. Nothing great there, but that was only his opinion. Of course, Helena would share his thoughts about every subject since they were made for each other. Most likely the only reason behind the other girl was because they had spent so much time together, and his Helena cared about people. There was nothing there though; nothing could compete with himself after all.
It was taking her mind a while to bring her up to speed. Nothing seemed to make sense, with her vision blurry beyond all words, and her hearing sounding much like she was underwater. Above her was a dark silhouette distinguishable from the rest of the background only by the brightness that outlined it. Vaguely she heard someone calling out to her. But who was it? Her memory was shaky as well, the last thing she remembered was fighting those two things, they had hurt Helena. Helena, was that who was calling her? She had been hurt, did this mean she was all right? "Hel." It took so much effort to say that one word, actually it was only half a word, but it was all she needed.
A wave of relief rushed through Helena as she heard her love's voice say her name, or at least half of it. Dinah's voice sounded so tired, and the relief was replaced by concern. What had been done to make her feel that way? She'd kill that bastard! . . .As soon as she found the strength to sit up. Currently, she found her vision growing steadily better, and she could now make out the shape hovering over her. It was some man, probably a doctor, she'd show him who was boss. She attempted to hit him, but her arm was rising so slowly, and to her surprise, he grabbed her hand and pulled it to his cheek. There was some sort of look in his eyes, but she couldn't figure out what it was; all she knew was that it sent a shiver up her spine.
As for herself, Barbara was nearly brought to tears. Now both of them were coherent, which meant that they would all be okay. Even if there was some memory loss, they could eventually be brought back, although it would most likely be easier for Dinah due to her touch telepathy. This all seemed to be going by so slow. She wanted nothing more than to make sure that her two girls were all right, that nothing had been done to them, but this moment was needed.
Reese noticed some clarity come to her eyes, only to be replaced by confusion. She must be wondering why or how he was in the tower. Then her hand started to rise, and he just knew that she wanted to touch him, to make that contact in order to assure that he was real, and that the nightmare was over. Since she seemed to be having some trouble, he helped her along tightly grasping her hand, and bringing it to his cheek. Her skin was so silky, so soft; it was everything he had imagined and more. There was some rage in her eyes, but in his bliss filled haze, he chose to ignore it. "You're back."
At last Dinah found things to be clearing up, her vision was still off, but at least she could hear again without it being distorted. Back? Did Helena know this guy? His words almost seemed tender, but an undertone suggested something else, although she couldn't be sure as to what. She wanted to get up, but she felt so heavy. Helena, she wanted to be with Helena so that she could get that stupid man away from her. The figure above her had yet to be distinguishable as either male or female, but Dinah did know that they had red hair. It was unfamiliar though, all of this was, and she found herself afraid despite something she remembered about never showing fear. She felt a slight buzzing running through her body, but ignored it since it wasn't uncomfortable, and was in fact, almost pleasant.
Barbara's sentiments ran along the same lines of Reese's, although she found herself not liking the fact that Reese was holding Helena's hand like that. Some how she felt that the action wasn't really appreciated. Call it mother's intuition. Her gaze returned back to Dinah though, and she watched certain emotions flicker through Dinah's eyes. There seemed to be some anger, as Dinah's head tilted towards where Reese stood with Helena, but that dissipated to fear. Why was she afraid, what reason did she have? It was most likely confusion; Dinah didn't seem to be as coherent as Helena yet. There was something else happening though, as the fear grew stronger, so did something else. Barbara could swear that she actually saw Dinah's eyes glowing their separate colors. What the hell was going on? "What the hell?" She asked out loud.
Due to Barbara's question, Reese found his attention momentarily drawn away from the raven beauty that lay beneath him. What was she asking questions about? Was something wrong with Helena? No, apparently not. The blond one's eyes seemed to be glowing softly. Reese wasn't actually sure that he was even seeing it. Soon it disappeared, and Reese figured that it must have been some sort of play of light or something. It was of no concern, so his attention returned to Helena. "Hel, aren't you glad to see me?" He never saw it coming.
Some woman had spoken now, and she sounded alarmed. Since the man was by her that meant that the woman must be near Dinah. Something was wrong with Dinah? No, no, no, no, no, no, that just wasn't right. Everything was supposed to be fine. Now the man was talking again. There was no concern in his voice, he obviously only cared for her, and she doubted his intentions severely. Hope was filled in his voice though, but there was also a bit of smug expectance. Like she'd ever want to remember whoever this was. However, something was going on with Dinah, and this man was annoying her, so she made the only choice possible, she ripped her hand from his and hit him as hard as she could. Helena took much satisfaction in the sound of his body hitting the metal floor. Rolling off the table she was on, Helena looked for Dinah and spotted her immediately. Some red head in a wheel chair was right beside her. For a minute, Helena considered attacking, but something seemed to be holding her back. Instead, she dropped her fists, and walked over to Dinah's side. Taking her hand, Helena whispered, "I'm here now."
A deep joy filled Dinah. Helena was here now right beside her. Although she still found her limbs heavy, and had yet to muster the strength to really move, Helena's presence was reassuring. Now nothing would hurt her. Unlike Helena, her healing skills were not as fast, and she needed sleep to recover. So, with her love's presence at her side, Dinah felt safe to drift off into a short slumber.
Barbara had been shocked to say the least. One second Helena was simply laying there, and the next, Reese was flat on the floor, and a very feral looking Helena was staring at her. There seemed to be some hesitation, some indecision in her eye as Helena looked at her though. Barbara honestly couldn't figure out why this was. As of now, she was lost as to what was going on. She watched as Helena slowly came to the decision to walk up to Helena, and she listened as Helena whispered to Dinah. Was there something more going on between these two? There seemed to be a fragile trust between her and Helena though, and Barbara would be damned if she did anything to ruin it. "Helena?" She asked tentatively.
She had hit him. Helena had hit him. Why?
Helena had watched fondly as Dinah fell asleep. Clearly this whole ordeal had exhausted her, and Helena knew it was best to let Dinah sleep for now. For some reason she felt enough trust with this red head to feel a little more at ease. The fact that she could easily kill this woman if she tried anything might also have had something to do with it. Helena heard the question asked, and decided to pose her own question. "Who are you?"
"You don't remember me?" Barbara asked, and watched, as Helena shook her head no. She also noticed that Helena's gaze never left the blond for very long. "What's the last thing you remember?"
"Talking to a doctor." Helena saw no real reason to lie; it would serve no purpose if she wanted answers. "Who are you?" She repeated.
"Barbara Gordon. You honestly don't remember me?" Barbara was stupefied. They remembered each other, but not her, not her.
"Should I?" The question was posed honestly.
"I knew your mother, and we've spent years living together. You don't remember any of that?" Barbara was sure she sounded desperate, but she didn't much care.
"No. Does she know you?" Helena's head tilted towards Dinah.
"Yes. She had come looking for the two of us because of a dream."
"How did we get here?"
"Reese and I broke you out."
"The man I hit?" Barbara nodded in response. "Whatever. Do you have any rooms here?" Again Barbara nodded. "Where?" Barbara pointed up the stairs. "I'm taking her to get some real rest, make sure he, and that man in the door way over there stay out." With everything said, Helena easily hefted Dinah in her arms, and then jumped over the railing on the second floor. Entering through a door, they both disappeared.
Barbara was shocked that Helena noticed Alfred's presence; she was also surprised that they were staying. She would ask Helena why later. After all, as far as those two were concerned, they had no reason to trust anyone here. This wasn't going as planned though, this was meant to be a happy reunion. Where did it go wrong? Something else was different about the both of them; obviously, some changes had been made during that one-week. If there was enough trust, Barbara would see if she could scan them later. For now, it was best that they rest. "Neither of you enter that room. I won't be responsible for what she does to you."
Reese was still in shock. His love had hit him, hit him. How could she? After all he had done for her. It had to have been something Phoenix Inc. did to her; it just had to have been. Nothing else could explain why she did that. Everything was fine, or at least it would be soon.
Alfred had watched the whole exchange with interest. So much had happened within the course of about two minutes. This could possibly be the worst thing they had ever faced, but Alfred knew that they would triumph in the end just as they always did. For now, he decided to make himself useful the only way he could think of, to cook. Those two would be hungry later, and Alfred wanted everyone to have a sort of feast in celebration despite the tragic turn of events.
Note: Wow, I'm just whippin these chapters out lately. Two days on this one. Anywho, what did every one think? It wasn't confusing was it? Cause if it was I will re write it. I have to admit that despite the difficulty, this was actually kind of fun. But where are my reviews? Where did everyone go? I know you exist now, so you can't fool me.