Note: Whew. Thanks for restraining yourself with those watermelons Dallas.
They're kind of big and heavy, and I might get hurt if one hit me. And
night, I'm glad you didn't stop reviewing out of all consuming, and
unnatural hatred or something.
Disclaimer: Nope, still not mine.
At five o'clock sharp Barbara's alarm began to blare startling Dinah, and rousing Barbara from her uneasy sleep. Haphazardly Barbara flung an arm in the general direction of the buzzing noise, but merely wound up knocking it off the nightstand instead of turning it off. After a moment of cursing the clock in her head, Barbara prepared to get out of bed, and turn the damn thing off. In the end, it wound up being unnecessary. As she was reaching for it, the clock floated up into the air, arranged itself neatly on her nightstand, and turned off. "Dinah, you're still here."
"I said I would be, didn't I?" She said with no intent of receiving an answer.
"I thought that you would leave after what t happened last night." Barbara found herself unable to face her young protégé. The shame she was feeling was almost too much to bear. Chances were good that Dinah hated her right now, and frankly, who could blame her. If Helena ever found out, things could get messy.
"You think I hate you." It was a statement, not a question, but the answer was given with Barbara lowering her head further. "I don't. Don't get me wrong; I'm really pissed off at you right now. But if I say I'm going to do something, then I'm going to do it."
"You don't hate me." Barbara whispered softly.
"No, but I don't want to talk to you, and I don't want to see you. I trust that you understand." A barely perceptible nod was given. "Good, now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go and get some sleep." With that said Dinah got up from the chair she had spent the entire night in, and left.
"What have I done?" Barbara's question never met Dinah's ears, as she was gone before the words were spoken.
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Dinah made her way silently down the hall towards the room she shared with Helena. The night had offered her no sleep as her thoughts plagued her the entire time, and so she had sat in the uncomfortable chair watching Barbara sleep, while thinking of the ramifications of Barbara's action. Her thoughts over the kiss were a little mixed. No, she didn't feel anything for Barbara, not in that way at least. There were two main feelings, anger, and guilt.
Anger, well that one was certainly justifiable. Barbara had kissed her. Kissed her knowing that she was in a relationship with Helena, and Helena was like a daughter to Barbara. Dinah knew that; you'd have to be blind, deaf, and dumb not to. So how was it that Barbara could do this? "When Helena finds out, she'll feel betrayed by us both." Dinah thought to herself. Yes, when was the correct word, not if. Dinah had every intention of telling her. She didn't want Helena to find out any other way. Still, if it weren't for Barbara then there would be no problem. If something terrible happened in her and Helena's relationship, then she didn't think that she could forgive Barbara. They could still work together. . . maybe. . . probably not, but there would be no closeness between them. Right now Dinah just wanted to beat the hell out of something, but her body was protesting the urge and begging for sleep instead. So she would put it aside until later.
Guilt, she supposed was a little harder for some to understand. No matter how many times she played it over and over in her mind, she always thought that she could have done something different, something that would have prevented it. Barbara was acting out of desperation and need, and while that didn't make it right, it did mean that Dinah understood. It still shouldn't have happened though, and Dinah felt that maybe she should have done her telepathy with Helena around. That might have kept Barbara in check. Or maybe the same thing would have happened and Barbara would be a smear against the floor. "It shouldn't have happened." She whispered almost silently to herself.
Trying her hardest to be quiet, she gently pushed open the door, and walked in to find Helena still fast asleep. She looked so beautiful, and so peaceful, such a contrast to Dinah right now who probably looked like hell after her sleepless night. Her sigh was a mix of anger, and weariness as she walked over to the bed to regard her sleeping love. Once there, she found herself relaxing as she took in Helena's features. With a delicate touch she traced the lines of Helena's face, her jaw, eyes, nose, and (what was possibly Dinah's favorite) her lips. She smiled slightly, and pulled herself away long enough to crawl into bed where she then snuggled into Helena's side.
Helena woke to the feel of Dinah beside her. "Where'd you go?" She asked with a yawn.
"What do you mean?" Dinah asked in turn half asleep.
"I woke up last night, and you weren't there. I figured you were thinking about things." Helena replied softly turning and taking in the exhausted features of Dinah. "You must have been up all night."
"I was. I went and got some more answers. I'll tell you about it later, but right now I really just want to go to sleep." Dinah pleaded as she burrowed further into the warmth beside her.
"All right. We'll talk later." Helena grew a little worried at that point. It had seemed like Dinah was trying to avoid answering fully. However, anyone could easily see how tired the girl was so she brushed it off. After all, there would be time later for a talk.
"Thanks Helena." She yawned again, and Helena couldn't help but think of how cute it was. "Love you." Dinah mumbled as she finally succumbed to sleep.
"Love you too Dinah, love you too." Helena kissed Dinah on the forehead, and made sure that she was comfortable. A look at the clock proved that it was still far too early to be awake, so with a smile, she joined Dinah in sleep.
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"So tell us Orin, did we get the new recruits?" Dias asked with a smirk.
"Yes, although it required some persuasion." Orin answered back casually. "They also had some information for us." He walked over to the map pinned to the wall.
"What was that?" Rio asked curiously taking a chair and sitting down near Dias.
"It seems that one of their members had been attacked by two of the girls." Striding over to the pictures, he pointed out which ones. "These two, the escapees."
"This proves interesting." Rio commented. "Where was the attack?"
"Toss me a marker." Orin instructed Dias as he returned to the map. "Right, in this area here." Using the red marker thrown to him, he marked an area of five blocks on each side of the ally. This obviously included the clock tower.
"Very interesting." Getting up from his seat Rio moved to inspect the area circled.
"Indeed." Dias followed suit. "Most of it is stores."
"Exactly, except for this right here." Orin circled the clock tower.
"Chances are good that they're right in there." Rio said.
"There seems to be another location within the given area though." Dias pointed out.
"I know." Replied Orin, and he circled another building not far away.
"So, the question is which building." Rios noted.
"No more playing games this time. Here's what I suggest we do. First we plant surveillance at the two locations, then we cause a ruckus of some sort somewhere in the city. Which ever spot they come running from is the right location." Dias suggested impatiently.
"It has some merit." Orin conceded.
"There are only two other options. One, search both locations blindly, or two, wait for this 'Reese' to complete his time in the tank." Rios was in agreement with Dias as the plan went.
"Very well then, we will use your idea Dias. Rio and I will focus on the surveillance, while you prepare the troops. Just make sure that you catch their attention. We don't want to do this in the day either, so wait until night." Orin was down to business now, and he couldn't wait to flush those girls out and complete the mission objective.
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Thump. Thump Thump Thump. Thump Thump. Wack. The morning had come and gone quickly, and the only one up before twelve was Barbara. They stopped down briefly for a quick lunch then at Dinah's insistence went back upstairs for some training. Currently, Dinah was living large on the punching bag while Helena held it for her. "Take it easy Di." Helena suggested warily.
"Don't." Punch. "Want." Kick. "To." Punch, kick, punch, punch, kick.
"Is there something wrong Dinah? You've been acting weird every since this morning."
"It's nothing." Dinah said through grit teeth as she lent heavily against bag. With a sigh she admitted the truth, "I'm lying."
Helena came out from behind the bag, and gathered Dinah in her arms. "What is it? Is it about the thing last night?" Dinah nodded. "Are you going to tell me?" A shrug. "Do you want to tell me?" A nod. "Then just tell me Dinah." She shook her head no. "Why not?" Helena prodded gently.
"I don't want you to get mad." Dinah whispered into Helena's shoulder.
"I won't get mad okay." Helena promised, but then amended, "Unless someone hurt you."
Dinah barely managed to suppress a wince. "Last night, I went to go see Barbara." Helena was a little surprised that Dinah started after seeming so against saying anything earlier. "I sort of did the touch telepathy on her."
Suddenly Helena backed away from her, and ran a hand through her hair. "And?" She asked seemingly afraid. Truth be told Helena was now terrified. This revelation probably meant that she remembered, which brought on the chance that she wanted nothing to do with Helena in the romantic sense. Was it irrational? Yes. But that didn't stop it from happening. All she knew was that she was in love with Dinah. What about Dinah though?
Dinah looked hurt at Helena's actions, but continued anyway. "I remember most everything now. There are still some blurry parts that I guess Barbara didn't know about, but for the most part. . ." She trailed off.
Her fears now partially confirmed, Helena pulled herself further behind a wall she was quickly trying to build. "Well, um, good I guess."
"Helena, it doesn't mean that I don't love you anymore." The surprise in Helena's eyes was all she needed to prove that she was right on her assumption. "I do love you, and I remember falling in love with you long before the crash."
"I'm sorry Dinah, it's just. . . with everything going on." She sighed and paused for a moment. "I was just scared that you would leave me for a second. I thought that maybe you didn't want to put up with some one like me, that maybe the whole problem was my fault."
"It wasn't. There was nothing either of us could have done to stop the crash. Now, come here and show me how sorry you are." Dinah finished with a grin and a wink. Helena was more than happy to oblige, and they spent the next few minutes kissing passionately in the training room.
Once they finally managed to pry their lips from the others, they decided that training was over for the day, and that they were in need of a shower. However Dinah's semi foul mood returned when she and Barbara locked eyes for a moment. Barbara was the first to look away. The sight of Barbara brought back the memory of her wanting to tell Helena about the kiss. Right now Dinah was still far too chicken though. It also reminded her of another question she had been meaning to ask Helena.
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Several minutes later the two were freshly showered, and sitting downstairs watching TV. "Helena?" Dinah asked.
"Yeah, Dinah?"
Taking a deep breath, Dinah tried to figure out what she wanted to say. "Hel, do you. . . do you want to remember?"
"I guess." Helena responded somewhat hesitantly.
"If you wanted, I could help you. I could use my telepathy, and share everything I know with you."
"That sounds great." Helena grimaced.
"I sense a but." Dinah grinned depreciatingly.
"Yeah." Helena agreed softly. "Look, Dinah. I just don't think I'm ready to remember yet. For me, it's still too much too fast, and I'm still trying to accept it all. I just want to wait for a bit longer. Just until I have everything sorted out. Okay?"
"Okay." On the surface Dinah was smiling supportively, but on the inside, it was a different story. She knew that the longer she put off telling Helena, the worse it would turn out. But she couldn't do it right now. As Helena was, without her memories of Barbara and how they were, Helena would strangle Barbara. If she had her memories, then she'd probably be angry as hell like Dinah was now, but she would be able to overcome it eventually. And with the worry Helena already experience with Dinah getting her memories back, this little kiss would probably break them up. Helena might think that Dinah and Barbara had a relationship simply because she couldn't remember otherwise. "I love you."
She was rewarded with a brilliant grin from Helena. "Love you too kid."
"This is hell." Dinah decided internally, as she saw her girlfriend's complete and total trust and love for her knowing that she didn't deserve it. "Damn it."
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Note: I really don't have much to say right now, so I'm gonna spell check this, post it, and then go do some homework. Till next time.
Disclaimer: Nope, still not mine.
At five o'clock sharp Barbara's alarm began to blare startling Dinah, and rousing Barbara from her uneasy sleep. Haphazardly Barbara flung an arm in the general direction of the buzzing noise, but merely wound up knocking it off the nightstand instead of turning it off. After a moment of cursing the clock in her head, Barbara prepared to get out of bed, and turn the damn thing off. In the end, it wound up being unnecessary. As she was reaching for it, the clock floated up into the air, arranged itself neatly on her nightstand, and turned off. "Dinah, you're still here."
"I said I would be, didn't I?" She said with no intent of receiving an answer.
"I thought that you would leave after what t happened last night." Barbara found herself unable to face her young protégé. The shame she was feeling was almost too much to bear. Chances were good that Dinah hated her right now, and frankly, who could blame her. If Helena ever found out, things could get messy.
"You think I hate you." It was a statement, not a question, but the answer was given with Barbara lowering her head further. "I don't. Don't get me wrong; I'm really pissed off at you right now. But if I say I'm going to do something, then I'm going to do it."
"You don't hate me." Barbara whispered softly.
"No, but I don't want to talk to you, and I don't want to see you. I trust that you understand." A barely perceptible nod was given. "Good, now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go and get some sleep." With that said Dinah got up from the chair she had spent the entire night in, and left.
"What have I done?" Barbara's question never met Dinah's ears, as she was gone before the words were spoken.
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Dinah made her way silently down the hall towards the room she shared with Helena. The night had offered her no sleep as her thoughts plagued her the entire time, and so she had sat in the uncomfortable chair watching Barbara sleep, while thinking of the ramifications of Barbara's action. Her thoughts over the kiss were a little mixed. No, she didn't feel anything for Barbara, not in that way at least. There were two main feelings, anger, and guilt.
Anger, well that one was certainly justifiable. Barbara had kissed her. Kissed her knowing that she was in a relationship with Helena, and Helena was like a daughter to Barbara. Dinah knew that; you'd have to be blind, deaf, and dumb not to. So how was it that Barbara could do this? "When Helena finds out, she'll feel betrayed by us both." Dinah thought to herself. Yes, when was the correct word, not if. Dinah had every intention of telling her. She didn't want Helena to find out any other way. Still, if it weren't for Barbara then there would be no problem. If something terrible happened in her and Helena's relationship, then she didn't think that she could forgive Barbara. They could still work together. . . maybe. . . probably not, but there would be no closeness between them. Right now Dinah just wanted to beat the hell out of something, but her body was protesting the urge and begging for sleep instead. So she would put it aside until later.
Guilt, she supposed was a little harder for some to understand. No matter how many times she played it over and over in her mind, she always thought that she could have done something different, something that would have prevented it. Barbara was acting out of desperation and need, and while that didn't make it right, it did mean that Dinah understood. It still shouldn't have happened though, and Dinah felt that maybe she should have done her telepathy with Helena around. That might have kept Barbara in check. Or maybe the same thing would have happened and Barbara would be a smear against the floor. "It shouldn't have happened." She whispered almost silently to herself.
Trying her hardest to be quiet, she gently pushed open the door, and walked in to find Helena still fast asleep. She looked so beautiful, and so peaceful, such a contrast to Dinah right now who probably looked like hell after her sleepless night. Her sigh was a mix of anger, and weariness as she walked over to the bed to regard her sleeping love. Once there, she found herself relaxing as she took in Helena's features. With a delicate touch she traced the lines of Helena's face, her jaw, eyes, nose, and (what was possibly Dinah's favorite) her lips. She smiled slightly, and pulled herself away long enough to crawl into bed where she then snuggled into Helena's side.
Helena woke to the feel of Dinah beside her. "Where'd you go?" She asked with a yawn.
"What do you mean?" Dinah asked in turn half asleep.
"I woke up last night, and you weren't there. I figured you were thinking about things." Helena replied softly turning and taking in the exhausted features of Dinah. "You must have been up all night."
"I was. I went and got some more answers. I'll tell you about it later, but right now I really just want to go to sleep." Dinah pleaded as she burrowed further into the warmth beside her.
"All right. We'll talk later." Helena grew a little worried at that point. It had seemed like Dinah was trying to avoid answering fully. However, anyone could easily see how tired the girl was so she brushed it off. After all, there would be time later for a talk.
"Thanks Helena." She yawned again, and Helena couldn't help but think of how cute it was. "Love you." Dinah mumbled as she finally succumbed to sleep.
"Love you too Dinah, love you too." Helena kissed Dinah on the forehead, and made sure that she was comfortable. A look at the clock proved that it was still far too early to be awake, so with a smile, she joined Dinah in sleep.
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"So tell us Orin, did we get the new recruits?" Dias asked with a smirk.
"Yes, although it required some persuasion." Orin answered back casually. "They also had some information for us." He walked over to the map pinned to the wall.
"What was that?" Rio asked curiously taking a chair and sitting down near Dias.
"It seems that one of their members had been attacked by two of the girls." Striding over to the pictures, he pointed out which ones. "These two, the escapees."
"This proves interesting." Rio commented. "Where was the attack?"
"Toss me a marker." Orin instructed Dias as he returned to the map. "Right, in this area here." Using the red marker thrown to him, he marked an area of five blocks on each side of the ally. This obviously included the clock tower.
"Very interesting." Getting up from his seat Rio moved to inspect the area circled.
"Indeed." Dias followed suit. "Most of it is stores."
"Exactly, except for this right here." Orin circled the clock tower.
"Chances are good that they're right in there." Rio said.
"There seems to be another location within the given area though." Dias pointed out.
"I know." Replied Orin, and he circled another building not far away.
"So, the question is which building." Rios noted.
"No more playing games this time. Here's what I suggest we do. First we plant surveillance at the two locations, then we cause a ruckus of some sort somewhere in the city. Which ever spot they come running from is the right location." Dias suggested impatiently.
"It has some merit." Orin conceded.
"There are only two other options. One, search both locations blindly, or two, wait for this 'Reese' to complete his time in the tank." Rios was in agreement with Dias as the plan went.
"Very well then, we will use your idea Dias. Rio and I will focus on the surveillance, while you prepare the troops. Just make sure that you catch their attention. We don't want to do this in the day either, so wait until night." Orin was down to business now, and he couldn't wait to flush those girls out and complete the mission objective.
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Thump. Thump Thump Thump. Thump Thump. Wack. The morning had come and gone quickly, and the only one up before twelve was Barbara. They stopped down briefly for a quick lunch then at Dinah's insistence went back upstairs for some training. Currently, Dinah was living large on the punching bag while Helena held it for her. "Take it easy Di." Helena suggested warily.
"Don't." Punch. "Want." Kick. "To." Punch, kick, punch, punch, kick.
"Is there something wrong Dinah? You've been acting weird every since this morning."
"It's nothing." Dinah said through grit teeth as she lent heavily against bag. With a sigh she admitted the truth, "I'm lying."
Helena came out from behind the bag, and gathered Dinah in her arms. "What is it? Is it about the thing last night?" Dinah nodded. "Are you going to tell me?" A shrug. "Do you want to tell me?" A nod. "Then just tell me Dinah." She shook her head no. "Why not?" Helena prodded gently.
"I don't want you to get mad." Dinah whispered into Helena's shoulder.
"I won't get mad okay." Helena promised, but then amended, "Unless someone hurt you."
Dinah barely managed to suppress a wince. "Last night, I went to go see Barbara." Helena was a little surprised that Dinah started after seeming so against saying anything earlier. "I sort of did the touch telepathy on her."
Suddenly Helena backed away from her, and ran a hand through her hair. "And?" She asked seemingly afraid. Truth be told Helena was now terrified. This revelation probably meant that she remembered, which brought on the chance that she wanted nothing to do with Helena in the romantic sense. Was it irrational? Yes. But that didn't stop it from happening. All she knew was that she was in love with Dinah. What about Dinah though?
Dinah looked hurt at Helena's actions, but continued anyway. "I remember most everything now. There are still some blurry parts that I guess Barbara didn't know about, but for the most part. . ." She trailed off.
Her fears now partially confirmed, Helena pulled herself further behind a wall she was quickly trying to build. "Well, um, good I guess."
"Helena, it doesn't mean that I don't love you anymore." The surprise in Helena's eyes was all she needed to prove that she was right on her assumption. "I do love you, and I remember falling in love with you long before the crash."
"I'm sorry Dinah, it's just. . . with everything going on." She sighed and paused for a moment. "I was just scared that you would leave me for a second. I thought that maybe you didn't want to put up with some one like me, that maybe the whole problem was my fault."
"It wasn't. There was nothing either of us could have done to stop the crash. Now, come here and show me how sorry you are." Dinah finished with a grin and a wink. Helena was more than happy to oblige, and they spent the next few minutes kissing passionately in the training room.
Once they finally managed to pry their lips from the others, they decided that training was over for the day, and that they were in need of a shower. However Dinah's semi foul mood returned when she and Barbara locked eyes for a moment. Barbara was the first to look away. The sight of Barbara brought back the memory of her wanting to tell Helena about the kiss. Right now Dinah was still far too chicken though. It also reminded her of another question she had been meaning to ask Helena.
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Several minutes later the two were freshly showered, and sitting downstairs watching TV. "Helena?" Dinah asked.
"Yeah, Dinah?"
Taking a deep breath, Dinah tried to figure out what she wanted to say. "Hel, do you. . . do you want to remember?"
"I guess." Helena responded somewhat hesitantly.
"If you wanted, I could help you. I could use my telepathy, and share everything I know with you."
"That sounds great." Helena grimaced.
"I sense a but." Dinah grinned depreciatingly.
"Yeah." Helena agreed softly. "Look, Dinah. I just don't think I'm ready to remember yet. For me, it's still too much too fast, and I'm still trying to accept it all. I just want to wait for a bit longer. Just until I have everything sorted out. Okay?"
"Okay." On the surface Dinah was smiling supportively, but on the inside, it was a different story. She knew that the longer she put off telling Helena, the worse it would turn out. But she couldn't do it right now. As Helena was, without her memories of Barbara and how they were, Helena would strangle Barbara. If she had her memories, then she'd probably be angry as hell like Dinah was now, but she would be able to overcome it eventually. And with the worry Helena already experience with Dinah getting her memories back, this little kiss would probably break them up. Helena might think that Dinah and Barbara had a relationship simply because she couldn't remember otherwise. "I love you."
She was rewarded with a brilliant grin from Helena. "Love you too kid."
"This is hell." Dinah decided internally, as she saw her girlfriend's complete and total trust and love for her knowing that she didn't deserve it. "Damn it."
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Note: I really don't have much to say right now, so I'm gonna spell check this, post it, and then go do some homework. Till next time.