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From the display between Reese and Helena just moments earlier, it seemed that the rest of the talks might not go as well as hoped. Helena was still furious, and Dinah was holding all of her anger and resentment inside. They made quite the sullen pair sitting on the couch brooding and steaming. In an almost comical display of their love and devotion, their hands lay clasped in-between them despite their demeanor. Really Barbara found it endearing, but if she was ever going to get the answers she wanted, then the duo were going to need to get these feelings out one way or another. Besides, it looked like the only reason Helena wasn't already punching the hell out of something, was because of Dinah. "Why don't you two go into the training room and talk things out?" Barbara suggested.
Both heads snapped to her direction not expecting the comment, and therefore didn't really hear what she had said, but simply the noise of her voice. It had startled them out of their individual brooding however, and prompted the elegantly worded question from Helena. "Huh?"
Barbara gave a little eye roll that thankfully went unnoticed, and repeated herself. "I said, why don't you two go into the training room to talk? It might do some good since I don't think that either of you are in much shape to listen to or tell stories."
"I agree. Let's go Helena." Dinah grabbed Helena's hand before she had the chance to object, and after a quick look at Barbara who gestured to where the training room was, pulled Helena inside.
Barbara was deeply hoping that the two girls would be able to overcome this small bump in the proverbial road. When you have no memory of most of your past, and all you can remember, all you know is that you're in love with this other person, and then someone from that person's past comes along it inserts a little bit of doubt into your mind. The what ifs start to surface with a frightening ferocity, and you have to wonder what your life from before was. Were you or your love involved in other relationships of great value and importance, or was it just the other person, and in that case should you be the bigger man and back down? Should you give up the one you love simply because they have a life from before, because they may have someone who loved them before you? Or, should you do the opposite, and fight for them despite how selfish it is? Because the truth is that the one you love doesn't know either, they have no idea about any past loves despite how recent they may have been. All either of you know is the love you feel for each other, and should that remain your one focus?
In all honesty, Barbara didn't know if she herself could handle a situation such as this one. There were so many elements to be considered, and most of them were unknown. You couldn't even come up with a good theory on what to do. Reese's behavior seemed as though it upset Helena greatly, which didn't bode well for him. Everything would work out, she had to believe it would. Her girls seemed happy together, far happier than Helena had ever been around Reese, and Dinah just seemed to glow. Their love would get them through this, if it didn't, then what good was it?
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"That guy, him and Hel. He seems to love her so much. What did they have back then? They must have been close, close enough to fall in love." Came Dinah's bitter, and terrified thoughts. "There so much that I have no idea about. I mean sure I saw a few flashbacks, but there was nothing about a relationship between Reese and Helena. Doesn't mean it wasn't there though. I probably just didn't pick up on any of those thoughts." However, the mere thought that they may, may have had a relationship was enough to cause torment in Dinah's soul. A blinding pain that ripped through her heart for every beat, all because of one man, one single, solitary man. The realization might over come Helena that this whole thing was a mistake, that she was meant to be with someone else. When they got their memories back, if they got their memories back, Helena would remember what sort of relationship she had with Reese, and it would either prove disastrous, or fortunate. Still, he seemed in love, and were Dinah in Reese's place, she would fight to regain Helena at any cost.
That didn't mean that she was without any hope what so ever. Reese had stormed out of the training room, and as he left in the elevator it was like he was imagining them all blowing up in his mind. Then Helena had come out looking like she was ready to skin Reese alive after kicking the crap out of him. In an act that surprised everyone, Helena didn't bother pursing him once the doors had closed, in fact, Reese didn't look like he had taken one blow. Instead, Helena sat down moodily beside her on the couch, and grabbed her hand a bit tightly, but grabbed it nonetheless. So it would seem that their little talk hadn't gone too well, and perhaps any feelings from before were now mute. "I love her, and I know she loves me, but is that enough to get us through this?"
She had been relieved at Barbara's suggestion to talk out her feelings with Helena. Everything could be made clear then, their relationship would be determined, and hopeful Helena would tell her that they were always going to be together. There was still that little bit of fear though, especially when it looked as though Helena would protest the course of action. Helena wasn't too much of one to talk about feelings though, so she could at least understand the small attempt to stay away from it. The anger was still radiating from Helena, and the only way that they could at least get on with the rest of the day was to discus this. For both her, and for Helena's sakes.
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"That son of a bitch. That's right, better fucking run. If you stuck around I'd have to kick your ass all over this tower. And if it weren't for Dinah I would do it too. Insulting me like he did is in excusable. Telling me what I want, some piss ass poor life doing laundry all fucking day. I'll shoot myself before that ever happens." Helena was fuming as she exited the room right behind Reese. It really was a damn lucky thing that he had gotten into that elevator when he did, otherwise he face may have wound up not as pretty. Had she been carrying anything, she probably would've chucked it in the direction of his head, and that probably wouldn't make anyone except for herself happy.
Oh, that truly would be a satisfying moment at this point. The pompous prick had it coming to him in her opinion. She'd love to find out where he lived and then torch his house with him still inside; he probably wouldn't like her much after that. She had to wonder if he treated all the people he knew that way, but then had to refute the idea since the fact that they all had worked together had been alluded to. Still, if this kept up there was no way in hell that it was going to happen again. Right now she wanted to hurt him as much as was physically possible. However, from Dinah's reaction the last time she tried to beat the crap out of him, it didn't seem like it would be very appreciated by anyone else.
She really needed to calm down though, and staring at the elevator wasn't alleviating any of her anger for some reason or another. There was one person who could eventually abate the intense hatred and loathing that she was feeling for Reese right now, and she figured that it might be a good idea to get that help now. So, with only a little bit of hesitance, she went and sat by Dinah taking her hand in her own. The anger still remained, but Dinah's soothing presence was calming her bit by bit. She sensed something else going on in Dinah's head, but couldn't figure out what it would be.
Then there came the oh-so-lovely comment from Barbara about talking things over. That was really not her cup of tea, and frankly, she was more interested in just forgetting the little incident with the little SOB. So, just as she was about to refuse the suggestion, Dinah pulled her up and agreed. This was not going to be fun.
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Polishing off the last of his gin, Reese went to pour himself another glass only to reconsider. "What's the point? Getting drunk doesn't make the pain stop anymore. It doesn't help me think of any ways to get her back either. I have to be stronger. Girls like a man who can take care of them. How can I do that though? No matter how much I work out, it'll never be good enough for her. I'd probably have to turn myself into something like her." He thought aloud. That was the answer to everything, become like her. Change himself so that he and her were alike just as she and that blonde bitch were alike, only he would make sure that he was feral as she was. "How do I do that though? There's always something blocking my path!" He bellowed throwing his glass into the fire in his fit.
He began to pace rubbing his hands along his face to try and snap some clarity into his mind. How to do this? That was the question. As far as he knew, Meta wasn't contagious, so there had to be some other way that he could do this. "What though, what? Arrggghhh." The frustration was seeping through every pore, and he felt like he was going mad. Perhaps he already had. No, he couldn't let that kind of thinking in right now. There was a more important matter to which he needed to attend to. Then it came to him, the answer to everything. Phoenix Inc. They were the ones who did that to all those people turned them into monsters. He needed them to do the same to him. There was still a problem however. He had nothing to offer them; there was no reason for them to do what he would request. However, he soon realized that it wasn't true; he did have something they wanted; information that he could use to bargain with. His day was looking up already.
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"So. . ." Helena trailed off into the uncomfortable silence.
"Yeah." Dinah responded quietly. "Look, Hel. I just. . ." She took a deep breath and placed her palms against the wall leaning into it.
"What is it Dinah?" Concern seeping into her voice she walked over to where Dinah was and placed a hand lightly on her shoulder.
"It's just. . . I need to know what's between you and Reese." Dinah finally finished looking at Helena with her emotions clouded.
"That guy is a bastard." Helena said vehemently. "Why do you need to know?" She added more gently as she brushed some hair from Dinah's face.
"He seems to love you." Helena looked as though she was going to interrupt, but Dinah put a finger to Helena's lips to silence her. "Just let me get this out." She requested, and Helena gave her consenting nod. "We don't know anything about our lives from before. For all we know, the two of you were dating and close to being engaged. And that thought hurts because I love you so much. I know that if we get our memories back, and that turns out to be true, then I'd back down, I wouldn't want to, but your happiness is what's most important." Her voice broke a little at the end revealing how close she was to tears. "It hurts Hel."
"Oh Dinah." Helena sympathized grabbing Dinah and pulling her into a reassuring embrace. The distraught Dinah clung to her, and sobbed lightly letting her fears out. "Listen to me Dinah, you got to say your peace, and now I'm going to say mine. I don't care if our memories come back, Dinah, I really don't. What I know right here, right now, is that you make me happy, you make me feel loved and appreciated. As far as I know, nobody has ever given me a feeling like you do. And even if we do get our memories back, we're different people now. Whoever we were before, we can't go back to being them. If Reese and I had something, well, it's over now. I have you now, and you are all I need."
"Hel, that's the sweetest thing I've ever heard." Dinah complemented sincerely as she looked into Helena's eyes with her's still sparkling with tears. "I love you so much."
"Good thing too seeing as I love you." They shared a soft kiss for a few moments simply basking in the love they both felt for one another. "Besides, that guy's too much of an asshole for me to even consider liking him right now."
Drying her eyes Dinah continued the conversation. "What happened with the little talk you two had?"
With an angry sigh Helena gave in and began to speak. "He was an ass. Nothing more, and nothing less although I'm sure he could manage it if he tried."
"Hel, come on. What'd he do?" Dinah implored.
"Fine. He was telling me about how much he supposedly loves me, and then he was telling me what I wanted, and how much I loved him, and then he kissed me, twice."
"What?! He kissed you?!" Her eyes began to glow, and Helena quickly backed off wary of getting shocked.
"Dinah, calm down." Helena said slowly.
Taking a deep breath, Dinah proceeded to do just that. "All right, I'm fine now."
Helena moved and took Dinah back into her embrace. "Good, I don't want you killing him before me. But if we're good now, we should probably head back out."
"In just a minute. Let's stay like this a little while longer."
Note: There it is, chapter twenty oh yeah. I'd just like to thank my dictionary for all the help it provided. My own, my precious. Huh, what? No I wasn't talking to our stroking my dictionary. *shifty eye shifty eye* Really.
Disclaimer: Welp, I know they ain't mine, but if they were, well, I'd be having a lot of fun with 'em.
From the display between Reese and Helena just moments earlier, it seemed that the rest of the talks might not go as well as hoped. Helena was still furious, and Dinah was holding all of her anger and resentment inside. They made quite the sullen pair sitting on the couch brooding and steaming. In an almost comical display of their love and devotion, their hands lay clasped in-between them despite their demeanor. Really Barbara found it endearing, but if she was ever going to get the answers she wanted, then the duo were going to need to get these feelings out one way or another. Besides, it looked like the only reason Helena wasn't already punching the hell out of something, was because of Dinah. "Why don't you two go into the training room and talk things out?" Barbara suggested.
Both heads snapped to her direction not expecting the comment, and therefore didn't really hear what she had said, but simply the noise of her voice. It had startled them out of their individual brooding however, and prompted the elegantly worded question from Helena. "Huh?"
Barbara gave a little eye roll that thankfully went unnoticed, and repeated herself. "I said, why don't you two go into the training room to talk? It might do some good since I don't think that either of you are in much shape to listen to or tell stories."
"I agree. Let's go Helena." Dinah grabbed Helena's hand before she had the chance to object, and after a quick look at Barbara who gestured to where the training room was, pulled Helena inside.
Barbara was deeply hoping that the two girls would be able to overcome this small bump in the proverbial road. When you have no memory of most of your past, and all you can remember, all you know is that you're in love with this other person, and then someone from that person's past comes along it inserts a little bit of doubt into your mind. The what ifs start to surface with a frightening ferocity, and you have to wonder what your life from before was. Were you or your love involved in other relationships of great value and importance, or was it just the other person, and in that case should you be the bigger man and back down? Should you give up the one you love simply because they have a life from before, because they may have someone who loved them before you? Or, should you do the opposite, and fight for them despite how selfish it is? Because the truth is that the one you love doesn't know either, they have no idea about any past loves despite how recent they may have been. All either of you know is the love you feel for each other, and should that remain your one focus?
In all honesty, Barbara didn't know if she herself could handle a situation such as this one. There were so many elements to be considered, and most of them were unknown. You couldn't even come up with a good theory on what to do. Reese's behavior seemed as though it upset Helena greatly, which didn't bode well for him. Everything would work out, she had to believe it would. Her girls seemed happy together, far happier than Helena had ever been around Reese, and Dinah just seemed to glow. Their love would get them through this, if it didn't, then what good was it?
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"That guy, him and Hel. He seems to love her so much. What did they have back then? They must have been close, close enough to fall in love." Came Dinah's bitter, and terrified thoughts. "There so much that I have no idea about. I mean sure I saw a few flashbacks, but there was nothing about a relationship between Reese and Helena. Doesn't mean it wasn't there though. I probably just didn't pick up on any of those thoughts." However, the mere thought that they may, may have had a relationship was enough to cause torment in Dinah's soul. A blinding pain that ripped through her heart for every beat, all because of one man, one single, solitary man. The realization might over come Helena that this whole thing was a mistake, that she was meant to be with someone else. When they got their memories back, if they got their memories back, Helena would remember what sort of relationship she had with Reese, and it would either prove disastrous, or fortunate. Still, he seemed in love, and were Dinah in Reese's place, she would fight to regain Helena at any cost.
That didn't mean that she was without any hope what so ever. Reese had stormed out of the training room, and as he left in the elevator it was like he was imagining them all blowing up in his mind. Then Helena had come out looking like she was ready to skin Reese alive after kicking the crap out of him. In an act that surprised everyone, Helena didn't bother pursing him once the doors had closed, in fact, Reese didn't look like he had taken one blow. Instead, Helena sat down moodily beside her on the couch, and grabbed her hand a bit tightly, but grabbed it nonetheless. So it would seem that their little talk hadn't gone too well, and perhaps any feelings from before were now mute. "I love her, and I know she loves me, but is that enough to get us through this?"
She had been relieved at Barbara's suggestion to talk out her feelings with Helena. Everything could be made clear then, their relationship would be determined, and hopeful Helena would tell her that they were always going to be together. There was still that little bit of fear though, especially when it looked as though Helena would protest the course of action. Helena wasn't too much of one to talk about feelings though, so she could at least understand the small attempt to stay away from it. The anger was still radiating from Helena, and the only way that they could at least get on with the rest of the day was to discus this. For both her, and for Helena's sakes.
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"That son of a bitch. That's right, better fucking run. If you stuck around I'd have to kick your ass all over this tower. And if it weren't for Dinah I would do it too. Insulting me like he did is in excusable. Telling me what I want, some piss ass poor life doing laundry all fucking day. I'll shoot myself before that ever happens." Helena was fuming as she exited the room right behind Reese. It really was a damn lucky thing that he had gotten into that elevator when he did, otherwise he face may have wound up not as pretty. Had she been carrying anything, she probably would've chucked it in the direction of his head, and that probably wouldn't make anyone except for herself happy.
Oh, that truly would be a satisfying moment at this point. The pompous prick had it coming to him in her opinion. She'd love to find out where he lived and then torch his house with him still inside; he probably wouldn't like her much after that. She had to wonder if he treated all the people he knew that way, but then had to refute the idea since the fact that they all had worked together had been alluded to. Still, if this kept up there was no way in hell that it was going to happen again. Right now she wanted to hurt him as much as was physically possible. However, from Dinah's reaction the last time she tried to beat the crap out of him, it didn't seem like it would be very appreciated by anyone else.
She really needed to calm down though, and staring at the elevator wasn't alleviating any of her anger for some reason or another. There was one person who could eventually abate the intense hatred and loathing that she was feeling for Reese right now, and she figured that it might be a good idea to get that help now. So, with only a little bit of hesitance, she went and sat by Dinah taking her hand in her own. The anger still remained, but Dinah's soothing presence was calming her bit by bit. She sensed something else going on in Dinah's head, but couldn't figure out what it would be.
Then there came the oh-so-lovely comment from Barbara about talking things over. That was really not her cup of tea, and frankly, she was more interested in just forgetting the little incident with the little SOB. So, just as she was about to refuse the suggestion, Dinah pulled her up and agreed. This was not going to be fun.
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Polishing off the last of his gin, Reese went to pour himself another glass only to reconsider. "What's the point? Getting drunk doesn't make the pain stop anymore. It doesn't help me think of any ways to get her back either. I have to be stronger. Girls like a man who can take care of them. How can I do that though? No matter how much I work out, it'll never be good enough for her. I'd probably have to turn myself into something like her." He thought aloud. That was the answer to everything, become like her. Change himself so that he and her were alike just as she and that blonde bitch were alike, only he would make sure that he was feral as she was. "How do I do that though? There's always something blocking my path!" He bellowed throwing his glass into the fire in his fit.
He began to pace rubbing his hands along his face to try and snap some clarity into his mind. How to do this? That was the question. As far as he knew, Meta wasn't contagious, so there had to be some other way that he could do this. "What though, what? Arrggghhh." The frustration was seeping through every pore, and he felt like he was going mad. Perhaps he already had. No, he couldn't let that kind of thinking in right now. There was a more important matter to which he needed to attend to. Then it came to him, the answer to everything. Phoenix Inc. They were the ones who did that to all those people turned them into monsters. He needed them to do the same to him. There was still a problem however. He had nothing to offer them; there was no reason for them to do what he would request. However, he soon realized that it wasn't true; he did have something they wanted; information that he could use to bargain with. His day was looking up already.
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"So. . ." Helena trailed off into the uncomfortable silence.
"Yeah." Dinah responded quietly. "Look, Hel. I just. . ." She took a deep breath and placed her palms against the wall leaning into it.
"What is it Dinah?" Concern seeping into her voice she walked over to where Dinah was and placed a hand lightly on her shoulder.
"It's just. . . I need to know what's between you and Reese." Dinah finally finished looking at Helena with her emotions clouded.
"That guy is a bastard." Helena said vehemently. "Why do you need to know?" She added more gently as she brushed some hair from Dinah's face.
"He seems to love you." Helena looked as though she was going to interrupt, but Dinah put a finger to Helena's lips to silence her. "Just let me get this out." She requested, and Helena gave her consenting nod. "We don't know anything about our lives from before. For all we know, the two of you were dating and close to being engaged. And that thought hurts because I love you so much. I know that if we get our memories back, and that turns out to be true, then I'd back down, I wouldn't want to, but your happiness is what's most important." Her voice broke a little at the end revealing how close she was to tears. "It hurts Hel."
"Oh Dinah." Helena sympathized grabbing Dinah and pulling her into a reassuring embrace. The distraught Dinah clung to her, and sobbed lightly letting her fears out. "Listen to me Dinah, you got to say your peace, and now I'm going to say mine. I don't care if our memories come back, Dinah, I really don't. What I know right here, right now, is that you make me happy, you make me feel loved and appreciated. As far as I know, nobody has ever given me a feeling like you do. And even if we do get our memories back, we're different people now. Whoever we were before, we can't go back to being them. If Reese and I had something, well, it's over now. I have you now, and you are all I need."
"Hel, that's the sweetest thing I've ever heard." Dinah complemented sincerely as she looked into Helena's eyes with her's still sparkling with tears. "I love you so much."
"Good thing too seeing as I love you." They shared a soft kiss for a few moments simply basking in the love they both felt for one another. "Besides, that guy's too much of an asshole for me to even consider liking him right now."
Drying her eyes Dinah continued the conversation. "What happened with the little talk you two had?"
With an angry sigh Helena gave in and began to speak. "He was an ass. Nothing more, and nothing less although I'm sure he could manage it if he tried."
"Hel, come on. What'd he do?" Dinah implored.
"Fine. He was telling me about how much he supposedly loves me, and then he was telling me what I wanted, and how much I loved him, and then he kissed me, twice."
"What?! He kissed you?!" Her eyes began to glow, and Helena quickly backed off wary of getting shocked.
"Dinah, calm down." Helena said slowly.
Taking a deep breath, Dinah proceeded to do just that. "All right, I'm fine now."
Helena moved and took Dinah back into her embrace. "Good, I don't want you killing him before me. But if we're good now, we should probably head back out."
"In just a minute. Let's stay like this a little while longer."
Note: There it is, chapter twenty oh yeah. I'd just like to thank my dictionary for all the help it provided. My own, my precious. Huh, what? No I wasn't talking to our stroking my dictionary. *shifty eye shifty eye* Really.