Note: Merry Christmas all, and look, a new chapter posted. Sorry
helenakyle1, looks like I ain't getting two chapters out, but I just got
passed a lot of the crap that I didn't want to write. Yay for me. However,
there is still some stuff that'll be kind of boring, then we'll get to some
better stuff.
Ps. Sorry if some of this chapter seems forced, but I really just wanted to get passed a lot of it, which meant half assing some of it so that it wouldn't take many chapters.
Disclaimer: Oh, um, hmm, no, they're still not mine.
Dedication: Goes out to everyone this time as a Christmas gift. Enjoy.
Their triumphant return to the tower, as it could be called, hadn't quite worked out like they thought it would. They knew that the red head felt some sort of connection towards them, but they hadn't expected what they had been met with.
"What the hell were you two thinking?" Were the first panicked words out of Barbara's mouth. "Are the two of you crazy jumping off the balcony like that? What if you landed wrong and broke your neck, or your spine?"
Helena was about to make a rude comment after the first question, but then she noticed that the red head seemed to be on the verge of tears. That was something that confused Helena deeply. They didn't even know this woman, so why was she getting so bent out of shape? "We knew what we were doing?" She instead chose to say.
"It didn't look like it." Barbara commented sadly. "I know that you have no memory of me, but that doesn't mean that I have no memory of you."
"Look, you don't have to worry so much about us." Dinah walked over to Barbara, knelt down, and placed a hand on her knee. "We know how to handle ourselves, and if you could help us, we would accept it. But, I don't think you'll be jumping off of any balconies any time soon." She smiled trying to lighten the air.
"I did help the two of you before. We were once a team, although you didn't join us until later." Barbara said to Dinah. "I could prove it to you, but knowing Helena, she'd just think I was lying."
"Then maybe we'll just have to develop a new relationship." Dinah suggested.
"I don't want a new one. I want the one we had before. The one where you two were my family. The one where we actually felt comfortable together." Barbara cried sounding much like a small child.
"Too bad." Helena commented. "We don't always get what we want, and unless you have some way of restoring memory, it looks like you won't be getting what you want for awhile."
"Helena!" Dinah admonished.
"It's true. But, it doesn't mean that you'll never get that. Show us that we can trust you, and maybe you'll get what you're looking for." Helena shrugged lightly.
"I'll do whatever it takes." Barbara promised clutching at the hand on her lap.
In an involuntary action, Dinah's eyes were forced shut as she watched the images play out before her. There were some of her and Helena in the tower, Helena laughing with the red head, and a few of her training with her girlfriend. Quickly she snatched her hand back, and looked at it with a confused expression on her face. Her glance then turned to Barbara. "What was that? Your memories of us?"
"You saw something?" Barbara questioned softly, but hopefully.
"What just happened?" Helena asked feeling left out of the loop.
"Images, like a black and white movie. I know that they were real, and I was obviously there along with Helena, but I can't remember any of it. This is so confusing." She complained holding her head in her hands.
"If you saw it though, it must be true." Helena sauntered over to her love, and pulled her up and into an embrace. "Were we happy?" She asked lowly so that only Dinah could hear her.
"Yes." Came the equally quiet reply. "I don't know a lot, but I do know that we had a life here. And, I think that you had one here before me."
Helena took a moment to contemplate the information set before her. Turning to Barbara, she asked her question. "Is it true? Was I here first?" Barbara began to answer, but Helena cut her off. "No, one second thought, tell us everything." Again Barbara tried to speak, but was interrupted. "We'll do it in the morning. Right now, we all need sleep."
"There's just one thing I'm asking in return." Barbara said to their retreating forms.
Dinah turned. "What?"
"That you tell me everything that happened after the crash."
Smiling, Dinah agreed. "Everything will be told in the morning then. Good night."
"Good night." Helena bid as well after a hardly noticeable jab in the ribs.
"Sleep well." Barbara said in return.
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Back in the ally way, the beast like creature had finally rose to its feet on shaky legs that were barely supporting it. The prey it had been hunting down had now escaped much to its displeasure and annoyance. It let out an angry huff, and began to make it's way back out into the street. Sticking to the shadows in an attempt to stay out of view from the normal people, it continued on its way back home. All those around it seemed like little walking happy meals, but unfortunately it couldn't take one of them out right now. Most of them were from clubs and had drugs or booze in their system, which did nothing to improve the taste.
There were those two girls from earlier though. Those girls who had prevented him from partaking in a little snack earlier. Clearly there had been something different about them, especially if they could take him down so easily. Maybe they were some of those metas that he had heard about with naturally enhanced abilities. But even so, he should have been able to do more damage than he had. There had been two of them though, and only one of him. Well, things would be different when they met up again. The next time, he would have a few friends.
Down at the docks he entered the warehouse that all had agreed to simply name 'home'. Most were sleeping in small huddled groups wrapped up in blankets that they had stolen. He wanted to tell the leader about the occurrence as a heads up type warning that would make sure that none were out unless at least one other. . .thing was with them. "Pock, Pock, wake up." He shook the porcupine into wakefulness.
"Ralph, what is it?" Pock asked irritably.
"I was attacked while hunting tonight." He began.
"What?" Pock hissed quietly. "How did that happen? No one can take anyone here. Are you telling me that you're weak?"
"No. I was caught off guard. They looked were just girls, but the one hit me like I was nothing, and then the other shocked me. They're tougher than they seem, and I think that we should travel in packs from now on." Ralph suggested quietly.
"My followers will do whatever they want. If I here one more report of these girls, then I'll consider your suggestion. Go to sleep now, and don't breathe a word about this to anyone."
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On the other side of the docks, the leader of their grouping seemed to be staring into space. "What do you see, Sar?" One of her followers asked.
"Two girls. Two very strong, very loving, very brave girls. They will be either a help or a hindrance depending on how all the variables act." Her eyes seemed to regain their clarity.
"And how many variables are there?"
"I can tell you that there's no shortage. Even we are one. Several things will come to happen soon, and even I cannot tell how it will effect the outcome." She stated turning to face the one speaking to her.
"Then what should we do?"
"It may be far to costly to sit and wait. I feel that we should go speak to these girls before anything else happens. They need to know what they are up against, and they also need to know that we are neither their enemies nor their allies."
"What are we then?"
"Survivors. We will do what is necessary to ensure our long-term survival, and if that means teaming with these girls at one point, then we shall do so. If it means fighting against them, then we shall do that as well. Now is not the time to speak with them though, soon, but not now. Something needs to happen first."
"And what's that?"
"A betrayal."
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In another part of town inside an abandoned apartment building, the final group of beasts was busy checking all of the hardware they had acquired. A small group of them had a map of the city spread out on the floor, and were busy checking locations for the possibilities of their objectives being there. Already scouting parties had been sent out to watch locations with the highest possibilities. It was just a matter of time until they found what they were looking for, and when they did, well, they were more than prepared to handle it.
A profile of the three women had been given to them in order to study for any weaknesses. So far they had found out plenty, with one major problem appearing. While it seemed possible to handle two of the girls, it seemed that one had reached a state of being nearly immortal. Normal conventions would not be able to keep her down for long, so they had to devise some sort of containment unit. So far it was still under construction, but they knew that something useful would be developed. As for taking down the other two, well, Barbara Gordon would be easily defeated once the security systems were bypassed. Even with her martial arts ability that was still top notch despite being dependant to her wheel chair, she wouldn't be a match if several were to gang up on her. Dinah Lance would be more problematic unless they could get in close, and even then there was no guarantee. But, her powers were still taxing and it would only be a matter of time before she tired out, especially if they made her use it up faster.
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Morning had finally come, and when the girls decided to go downstairs to speak with Barbara, they were surprised to find both Reese, and the old man with no name there as well. Barbara gave them an apologetic shrug as if to say 'I didn't know they were coming, sorry.' Both girls gave a sigh, and decided to sit down anyway, there really was no point in delaying anything. The one man though, Reese, still creeped them both out, and now was no exception. His eyes seemed riveted to Helena, and they were filled with lust and desire, but also seemed to look like those of a kicked puppy. The silence seemed so thick that even a knife would have trouble cutting through it, so Dinah decided to break it. "So, um, who are you?" She said gesturing to Alfred.
"I am Alfred Pennyworth, the butler of the tower." He said politely realizing that Dinah still wouldn't know him.
"I recognize you from some things I saw." All except for Dinah, Helena, and Barbara looked surprised.
"You've remembered things?" Normally, this wouldn't seem like an odd question to ask around people with a sort of amnesia, but when Reese asked, it was. Perhaps it was because the question was not addressed to Dinah who had partially claimed to have some memory back, but instead to Helena who had yet to indicate that she knew anything. "Then you have to remember me." His face was so hopeful, and his voice so excited.
"No, not really, no." Helena commented tight-lipped with barely concealed annoyance.
"Can I speak to you in private for a moment?" He asked politely.
Helena looked to Dinah first, and was hesitantly given the okay, then she even looked to Barbara, who in turn looked shocked, but also gave her consent. She didn't really know why she was going to do this, perhaps it was to feel this guy out, and set him straight, but in the eyes of Dinah, it seemed more like Helena was drawn to him. "All right. We'll go upstairs."
A wide grin broke out across Reese's face, and he quickly tried to extinguish it with little success. "Right, let's go." He tried to guide her by putting his hand on the small of her back, but that idea was quickly quashed by the glare she sent him for his troubles.
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"What is it that you wanted to talk about?" Helena questioned rudely once the door had been shut.
"About us." He responded while moving closer to her.
"What us? As far as I know, there is no us." Helena ground out, and turned to a position of leaning against the wall.
"I just need to know, how it is that you can't remember me, and why you don't trust me. I'll admit that we were never 'officially' an item, but we did love each other. In fact, we were about to start dating after you came back from the trip you had been heading out on." He said deciding to lean against the same wall as her.
"Well sorry, but I don't share those feelings. Maybe I don't remember you because my memory was wiped. What a shocker that would be huh? Me not remembering you because I can't. Shock and gasp with fake surprise." She snorted.
"Just because you don't remember, doesn't mean the feelings still aren't there." He commented.
"Well frankly, all I'm feeling around you is really creeped out."
"Maybe you just haven't had the proper outlet to express your true feelings for me. Maybe, they need to be unlocked." He was closer to her now, close enough that his breath was tickling her ear.
"Really, some how I don't think so. I think that my instincts are dead on."
"Shhhhh. Just let me show you what we had." He pleaded, then leaded closer his lips brushing against her's for a sparse moment before crushing down in his passion.
Almost immediately he found himself on the other side of the room. "What the hell are you doing?!" Helena roared angrily.
"What the hell am I doing? What the hell are you doing?! I try to show you the love we have, the love you deserve, that I deserve, and you throw me off! We love each other!"
"No, I love Dinah. All I see when I look at you is a pathetic, disgusting pervert." She hissed through clenched teeth, while pointing fiercely at him.
"That's not true, you know it's not." He said gently. Getting up from the floor he walked back over to her as close as he dared. "She doesn't love you, and you don't love her. She's just used her powers to brain wash you or something. As for me, we both know what you really see."
"Oh yeah? And what would that be?"
"Your future. The one that you want to spend eternity with, the one that you imagine making love to you every night, the one that you see fulfilling your every desire. What can you hope for with her? A life of crime fighting is what. With me, you'll get what you've always wanted. You'll get to be away from that happily raising children." Hesitantly he reached out to her, and stroked his hand down her arm.
A hand shot out and grabbed the one touching her. "Listen here. I don't want anything that you want. When I close my eyes, I see Dinah making love to me and with me, I see her and I saving lives every night, I see us eventually retiring and living a happy life. When I close my eyes, it is always her, and it always will be. Unless I'm having a nightmare in which case I'm sure it'll be you face." She retorted growling it out into his face.
"Stop it! You know damn well that's not true!" He yelled ripping his arm from her grasp, and reaching for the night table to smash it into the ground. "I'll make you see that I'm the one you want. I'll do whatever it takes." Before retreating out of the tower, he pulled her into one more forced kiss that she had been unprepared for. It was lucky that he left so quickly, otherwise he might not have any teeth left to smile with.
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When Reese had come storming out of them room, and then out of the tower, they figured that something had gone wrong. When a furious Helena came storming out, and seemed ready to chase after Reese with the intent of murder, they knew something had gone wrong. "Hel, Hel. Stop, just sit down, and try to calm down." Helena sat fuming for several minutes before she seemed sedated enough for anyone to say anything without her exploding. "Now, tell us what happened." Dinah demanded softly.
"The guys a fucking psycho. He pulls me in there and then starts talking about how we're in love, and how I'm going to be a fucking house wife instead of kicking ass. He kept telling me what I wanted, and then he kissed me-twice." Helena raged.
"He what?" Everyone could see the dangerous glow of Dinah's eyes, and were thinking of how lucky Reese was that he wasn't here.
"Don't worry Dinah. He's too much of an asshole to ever make me forget about you." To prove her point she pulled Dinah into a sweet kiss that soon turned more passionate. The only reason they broke apart was due to Barbara clearing her throat. Helena just sat there looking pleased with herself, while Dinah had the good grace to look embarrassed.
"Any way, maybe we should just forget about that, and get on to our little talk." Barbara suggested.
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"So, it is that little blond bitch. She's done something to Helena, I know she has. Helena just would turn into a dyke for some little kid. I have to get stronger to beat her though, how am I going to do that? Whatever it takes, I'll win Helena over." Reese thought to himself as he drove towards his home.
Note: Another chapter done, and finally it leads to something I actually want to write. Yay, I have purpose again. I hope that everyone liked it, and I'll give you more when I can. Till next time.
Ps. Sorry if some of this chapter seems forced, but I really just wanted to get passed a lot of it, which meant half assing some of it so that it wouldn't take many chapters.
Disclaimer: Oh, um, hmm, no, they're still not mine.
Dedication: Goes out to everyone this time as a Christmas gift. Enjoy.
Their triumphant return to the tower, as it could be called, hadn't quite worked out like they thought it would. They knew that the red head felt some sort of connection towards them, but they hadn't expected what they had been met with.
"What the hell were you two thinking?" Were the first panicked words out of Barbara's mouth. "Are the two of you crazy jumping off the balcony like that? What if you landed wrong and broke your neck, or your spine?"
Helena was about to make a rude comment after the first question, but then she noticed that the red head seemed to be on the verge of tears. That was something that confused Helena deeply. They didn't even know this woman, so why was she getting so bent out of shape? "We knew what we were doing?" She instead chose to say.
"It didn't look like it." Barbara commented sadly. "I know that you have no memory of me, but that doesn't mean that I have no memory of you."
"Look, you don't have to worry so much about us." Dinah walked over to Barbara, knelt down, and placed a hand on her knee. "We know how to handle ourselves, and if you could help us, we would accept it. But, I don't think you'll be jumping off of any balconies any time soon." She smiled trying to lighten the air.
"I did help the two of you before. We were once a team, although you didn't join us until later." Barbara said to Dinah. "I could prove it to you, but knowing Helena, she'd just think I was lying."
"Then maybe we'll just have to develop a new relationship." Dinah suggested.
"I don't want a new one. I want the one we had before. The one where you two were my family. The one where we actually felt comfortable together." Barbara cried sounding much like a small child.
"Too bad." Helena commented. "We don't always get what we want, and unless you have some way of restoring memory, it looks like you won't be getting what you want for awhile."
"Helena!" Dinah admonished.
"It's true. But, it doesn't mean that you'll never get that. Show us that we can trust you, and maybe you'll get what you're looking for." Helena shrugged lightly.
"I'll do whatever it takes." Barbara promised clutching at the hand on her lap.
In an involuntary action, Dinah's eyes were forced shut as she watched the images play out before her. There were some of her and Helena in the tower, Helena laughing with the red head, and a few of her training with her girlfriend. Quickly she snatched her hand back, and looked at it with a confused expression on her face. Her glance then turned to Barbara. "What was that? Your memories of us?"
"You saw something?" Barbara questioned softly, but hopefully.
"What just happened?" Helena asked feeling left out of the loop.
"Images, like a black and white movie. I know that they were real, and I was obviously there along with Helena, but I can't remember any of it. This is so confusing." She complained holding her head in her hands.
"If you saw it though, it must be true." Helena sauntered over to her love, and pulled her up and into an embrace. "Were we happy?" She asked lowly so that only Dinah could hear her.
"Yes." Came the equally quiet reply. "I don't know a lot, but I do know that we had a life here. And, I think that you had one here before me."
Helena took a moment to contemplate the information set before her. Turning to Barbara, she asked her question. "Is it true? Was I here first?" Barbara began to answer, but Helena cut her off. "No, one second thought, tell us everything." Again Barbara tried to speak, but was interrupted. "We'll do it in the morning. Right now, we all need sleep."
"There's just one thing I'm asking in return." Barbara said to their retreating forms.
Dinah turned. "What?"
"That you tell me everything that happened after the crash."
Smiling, Dinah agreed. "Everything will be told in the morning then. Good night."
"Good night." Helena bid as well after a hardly noticeable jab in the ribs.
"Sleep well." Barbara said in return.
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Back in the ally way, the beast like creature had finally rose to its feet on shaky legs that were barely supporting it. The prey it had been hunting down had now escaped much to its displeasure and annoyance. It let out an angry huff, and began to make it's way back out into the street. Sticking to the shadows in an attempt to stay out of view from the normal people, it continued on its way back home. All those around it seemed like little walking happy meals, but unfortunately it couldn't take one of them out right now. Most of them were from clubs and had drugs or booze in their system, which did nothing to improve the taste.
There were those two girls from earlier though. Those girls who had prevented him from partaking in a little snack earlier. Clearly there had been something different about them, especially if they could take him down so easily. Maybe they were some of those metas that he had heard about with naturally enhanced abilities. But even so, he should have been able to do more damage than he had. There had been two of them though, and only one of him. Well, things would be different when they met up again. The next time, he would have a few friends.
Down at the docks he entered the warehouse that all had agreed to simply name 'home'. Most were sleeping in small huddled groups wrapped up in blankets that they had stolen. He wanted to tell the leader about the occurrence as a heads up type warning that would make sure that none were out unless at least one other. . .thing was with them. "Pock, Pock, wake up." He shook the porcupine into wakefulness.
"Ralph, what is it?" Pock asked irritably.
"I was attacked while hunting tonight." He began.
"What?" Pock hissed quietly. "How did that happen? No one can take anyone here. Are you telling me that you're weak?"
"No. I was caught off guard. They looked were just girls, but the one hit me like I was nothing, and then the other shocked me. They're tougher than they seem, and I think that we should travel in packs from now on." Ralph suggested quietly.
"My followers will do whatever they want. If I here one more report of these girls, then I'll consider your suggestion. Go to sleep now, and don't breathe a word about this to anyone."
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On the other side of the docks, the leader of their grouping seemed to be staring into space. "What do you see, Sar?" One of her followers asked.
"Two girls. Two very strong, very loving, very brave girls. They will be either a help or a hindrance depending on how all the variables act." Her eyes seemed to regain their clarity.
"And how many variables are there?"
"I can tell you that there's no shortage. Even we are one. Several things will come to happen soon, and even I cannot tell how it will effect the outcome." She stated turning to face the one speaking to her.
"Then what should we do?"
"It may be far to costly to sit and wait. I feel that we should go speak to these girls before anything else happens. They need to know what they are up against, and they also need to know that we are neither their enemies nor their allies."
"What are we then?"
"Survivors. We will do what is necessary to ensure our long-term survival, and if that means teaming with these girls at one point, then we shall do so. If it means fighting against them, then we shall do that as well. Now is not the time to speak with them though, soon, but not now. Something needs to happen first."
"And what's that?"
"A betrayal."
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In another part of town inside an abandoned apartment building, the final group of beasts was busy checking all of the hardware they had acquired. A small group of them had a map of the city spread out on the floor, and were busy checking locations for the possibilities of their objectives being there. Already scouting parties had been sent out to watch locations with the highest possibilities. It was just a matter of time until they found what they were looking for, and when they did, well, they were more than prepared to handle it.
A profile of the three women had been given to them in order to study for any weaknesses. So far they had found out plenty, with one major problem appearing. While it seemed possible to handle two of the girls, it seemed that one had reached a state of being nearly immortal. Normal conventions would not be able to keep her down for long, so they had to devise some sort of containment unit. So far it was still under construction, but they knew that something useful would be developed. As for taking down the other two, well, Barbara Gordon would be easily defeated once the security systems were bypassed. Even with her martial arts ability that was still top notch despite being dependant to her wheel chair, she wouldn't be a match if several were to gang up on her. Dinah Lance would be more problematic unless they could get in close, and even then there was no guarantee. But, her powers were still taxing and it would only be a matter of time before she tired out, especially if they made her use it up faster.
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Morning had finally come, and when the girls decided to go downstairs to speak with Barbara, they were surprised to find both Reese, and the old man with no name there as well. Barbara gave them an apologetic shrug as if to say 'I didn't know they were coming, sorry.' Both girls gave a sigh, and decided to sit down anyway, there really was no point in delaying anything. The one man though, Reese, still creeped them both out, and now was no exception. His eyes seemed riveted to Helena, and they were filled with lust and desire, but also seemed to look like those of a kicked puppy. The silence seemed so thick that even a knife would have trouble cutting through it, so Dinah decided to break it. "So, um, who are you?" She said gesturing to Alfred.
"I am Alfred Pennyworth, the butler of the tower." He said politely realizing that Dinah still wouldn't know him.
"I recognize you from some things I saw." All except for Dinah, Helena, and Barbara looked surprised.
"You've remembered things?" Normally, this wouldn't seem like an odd question to ask around people with a sort of amnesia, but when Reese asked, it was. Perhaps it was because the question was not addressed to Dinah who had partially claimed to have some memory back, but instead to Helena who had yet to indicate that she knew anything. "Then you have to remember me." His face was so hopeful, and his voice so excited.
"No, not really, no." Helena commented tight-lipped with barely concealed annoyance.
"Can I speak to you in private for a moment?" He asked politely.
Helena looked to Dinah first, and was hesitantly given the okay, then she even looked to Barbara, who in turn looked shocked, but also gave her consent. She didn't really know why she was going to do this, perhaps it was to feel this guy out, and set him straight, but in the eyes of Dinah, it seemed more like Helena was drawn to him. "All right. We'll go upstairs."
A wide grin broke out across Reese's face, and he quickly tried to extinguish it with little success. "Right, let's go." He tried to guide her by putting his hand on the small of her back, but that idea was quickly quashed by the glare she sent him for his troubles.
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"What is it that you wanted to talk about?" Helena questioned rudely once the door had been shut.
"About us." He responded while moving closer to her.
"What us? As far as I know, there is no us." Helena ground out, and turned to a position of leaning against the wall.
"I just need to know, how it is that you can't remember me, and why you don't trust me. I'll admit that we were never 'officially' an item, but we did love each other. In fact, we were about to start dating after you came back from the trip you had been heading out on." He said deciding to lean against the same wall as her.
"Well sorry, but I don't share those feelings. Maybe I don't remember you because my memory was wiped. What a shocker that would be huh? Me not remembering you because I can't. Shock and gasp with fake surprise." She snorted.
"Just because you don't remember, doesn't mean the feelings still aren't there." He commented.
"Well frankly, all I'm feeling around you is really creeped out."
"Maybe you just haven't had the proper outlet to express your true feelings for me. Maybe, they need to be unlocked." He was closer to her now, close enough that his breath was tickling her ear.
"Really, some how I don't think so. I think that my instincts are dead on."
"Shhhhh. Just let me show you what we had." He pleaded, then leaded closer his lips brushing against her's for a sparse moment before crushing down in his passion.
Almost immediately he found himself on the other side of the room. "What the hell are you doing?!" Helena roared angrily.
"What the hell am I doing? What the hell are you doing?! I try to show you the love we have, the love you deserve, that I deserve, and you throw me off! We love each other!"
"No, I love Dinah. All I see when I look at you is a pathetic, disgusting pervert." She hissed through clenched teeth, while pointing fiercely at him.
"That's not true, you know it's not." He said gently. Getting up from the floor he walked back over to her as close as he dared. "She doesn't love you, and you don't love her. She's just used her powers to brain wash you or something. As for me, we both know what you really see."
"Oh yeah? And what would that be?"
"Your future. The one that you want to spend eternity with, the one that you imagine making love to you every night, the one that you see fulfilling your every desire. What can you hope for with her? A life of crime fighting is what. With me, you'll get what you've always wanted. You'll get to be away from that happily raising children." Hesitantly he reached out to her, and stroked his hand down her arm.
A hand shot out and grabbed the one touching her. "Listen here. I don't want anything that you want. When I close my eyes, I see Dinah making love to me and with me, I see her and I saving lives every night, I see us eventually retiring and living a happy life. When I close my eyes, it is always her, and it always will be. Unless I'm having a nightmare in which case I'm sure it'll be you face." She retorted growling it out into his face.
"Stop it! You know damn well that's not true!" He yelled ripping his arm from her grasp, and reaching for the night table to smash it into the ground. "I'll make you see that I'm the one you want. I'll do whatever it takes." Before retreating out of the tower, he pulled her into one more forced kiss that she had been unprepared for. It was lucky that he left so quickly, otherwise he might not have any teeth left to smile with.
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When Reese had come storming out of them room, and then out of the tower, they figured that something had gone wrong. When a furious Helena came storming out, and seemed ready to chase after Reese with the intent of murder, they knew something had gone wrong. "Hel, Hel. Stop, just sit down, and try to calm down." Helena sat fuming for several minutes before she seemed sedated enough for anyone to say anything without her exploding. "Now, tell us what happened." Dinah demanded softly.
"The guys a fucking psycho. He pulls me in there and then starts talking about how we're in love, and how I'm going to be a fucking house wife instead of kicking ass. He kept telling me what I wanted, and then he kissed me-twice." Helena raged.
"He what?" Everyone could see the dangerous glow of Dinah's eyes, and were thinking of how lucky Reese was that he wasn't here.
"Don't worry Dinah. He's too much of an asshole to ever make me forget about you." To prove her point she pulled Dinah into a sweet kiss that soon turned more passionate. The only reason they broke apart was due to Barbara clearing her throat. Helena just sat there looking pleased with herself, while Dinah had the good grace to look embarrassed.
"Any way, maybe we should just forget about that, and get on to our little talk." Barbara suggested.
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"So, it is that little blond bitch. She's done something to Helena, I know she has. Helena just would turn into a dyke for some little kid. I have to get stronger to beat her though, how am I going to do that? Whatever it takes, I'll win Helena over." Reese thought to himself as he drove towards his home.
Note: Another chapter done, and finally it leads to something I actually want to write. Yay, I have purpose again. I hope that everyone liked it, and I'll give you more when I can. Till next time.