NOTE: BIG NOTE PLEASE READ. I added a good portion to the end of the previous chapter. You should go read it before reading this. It's recognizable by a smaller line thingy. Also, please review, I know you're out there, and it makes it easier to write when I know people are appreciating this. Also, redladyreba, I don't know if you're still reading this after me taking so long to update, but thanks. That's one of the best compliments I've ever gotten, and I know that we all strive to make a story that's so enthralling to the reader that they just can't stop reading. Glad you think mine is one of those.

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"Helena!" Dinah exclaimed. "Thank goodness I found you." Dinah had just come running down a hallway, and was now bent over trying to regain her breath.

"What's up kid?" Helena asked nonchalantly shrugging a little bit.

"Come on, we've got to get out of here." Getting back up Dinah grabbed Helena's hand and tried to pull her along, but Helena refused to budge.

"Where's the fire kid?" Helena laughed pulling her arm back. "I don't see any problem."

"You don't understand," Dinah, pleaded, "we have to leave now."

"Why?"

"Because..." Dinah paused for a moment, and then leaned closer to Helena to continue, "Because he's coming." She lifted her brows hoping that Helena would understand who.

"All right, fine. I'll go with you, but I don't really see why we're running from him." Helena commented, but began to jog just as she said she would. However, Helena's pace was too casual for the panicked Dinah, and she tried to make Helena go faster. "Just calm down kid, he won't catch us."

"I can't take that chance." Dinah said in a grave voice. "Why don't you or Barbara understand how dangerous he is?" The frustration was evident in her voice.

"Because, despite a few misgivings in the past, he turned out to be an okay guy." Helena shrugged.

"It's an act, Helena. Nothing he's done was for the sake of doing it. Every move was calculated to gain our trust." Dinah tried to explain glancing at Helena to see if she understood.

"Of course he wanted to gain our trust Dinah, that's what you do when you want to be friends with people." Helena began to sound annoyed as she pointed out the flaws in Dinah's little conspiracy theory.

"He wanted something other than friendship." Dinah accused darkly.

"What do you mean?" Helena asked completely exasperated.

"I mean that he want you to be his, and he wants me and Barbara out of the way. Unfortunately neither of you can see that." Dinah groused. Shaking her head she said, "Never mind that. We have to keep going."

"You know what? No." Helena stopped her jog, and shook Dinah's hand off her arm. "This thing of yours Dinah, it's all in your head. I mean, he's even helped us out more than once."

"Yeah, and then everyone we caught miraculously escaped within a week." Dinah argued bitterly.

"Can't you just accept the coincidence?" Helena asked running a hand through her hair.

"No, because I've seen into his mind, Helena. I've seen it, and there's nothing good there." Dinah admitted.

"Did you see the other stuff, the stuff from before all that crap?" Helena asked anxiously.

It took a few moments for Dinah to answer. "Yes." She whispered quietly.

"What was it like? What were me and him like?"

Again Dinah hesitated not wanting to answer. "Perfect. You were the perfect couple. Had you not been Huntress you could have had the little house in the country with the white picket fence and 2.3 kids, Okay!"

"Is that why you hate him?" Came the quiet question filled with a need to understand.

"It's part of it." Dinah refused to look Helena in the eye. "It hurts to know that he had what we once did."

"You know that I've forgiven you two."

"I know," Dinah started, and then looked into Helena's eyes. "But I don't think that it'll ever be the same ... no matter how much I love you."

"Maybe." Helena kicked at the ground a little feeling awkward and uncomfortable. "But maybe not. Are you willing to take that chance?"

"I don't know."

Helena sighed, "Look, kid."

"I told you to stop calling me kid. I haven't been one for a while." Dinah tried to smile.

"Right, Dinah, how badly do you not trust him?"

"Very badly. I ..." Dinah stopped when she heard a noise. "He's coming Helena. He's going to take you away from me." Her eyes were wide and panicked. "Please, can we go?"

"Fine." Helena gave in with a sigh. "Lead the way."

With a grin Dinah led them through a maze of corridors seemingly with no direction. "Dinah, we've been down this way before." Helena groaned.

"Have we?" Dinah asked distracted. "I don't think so, wait ... no maybe ... this way?"

"We're lost aren't we?" Helena asked taking a seat on the floor.

"Well, you try getting us out of here." Dinah groused.

"All right, I will then." Rising from the floor she picked a direction and began walking with Dinah following in her wake.

Only a few minutes had passed, but Dinah began to feel that something was amiss. Helena was leading them so confidently, and surely, but there was a dark feeling in the air. Then they came to an open courtyard. "Helena, where is this?"

"In the very center of course." Helena replied as though it should have been obvious.

"Yes, but why are we here?"

"Ah Helena, I see you brought a guest." Reese smiled charmingly.

"Helena?" Dinah asked feeling betrayed. As she tried to reach for Helena a cage fell down around her. "Why?"

"Because Dinah, I love him." As if to prove it she captured Reese in a passionate kiss.

Dinah looked away cursing herself for the tinge in her heart and for the tears that threatened to fall. "Damn it." She cursed pitifully.

"What's the matter?" Reese asked sounding to sweet for it to be any real concern. "You didn't like my girl's acting abilities?"

"I don't like you." She growled.

"I'm so hurt." He drawled sarcastically. "Come on." He said to Helena. "It's obvious that we're not wanted here."

"You're the only one who's not wanted you bastard!" Dinah screamed at him.

Helena walked up, linking her arm with his and gave him another kiss, this one thankfully just on the cheek. "You're right."

"No! Helena! Helena! Come back, please!" But it was too late, they were gone. "I need you." She whispered brokenly, and finally let the tears fall.

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Her eyes snapped open, and she felt a relieved sort of disappointment. It wasn't real, not all of it anyway. She laughed out loud at that thought, although it was a rueful one. There had been no maze in real life, though it was probably symbolic for something, but the rest of it, that was real. Normally it was too painful to think about, but now she just couldn't muster the will to care.

No one had believed her, not one of them. When Reese returned that one day, looking lowly and apologetic, she had felt something off about it, and had told them as much. Helena had shared her concern, but Barbara overruled their thoughts, and Reese was allowed limited contact. Mostly it was him helping the birds take down another criminal when they really hadn't even needed his help. Unfortunately Barbara still considered him useful, and Helena decided to give him a chance chalking up his earlier behavior to their once relationship, and so he stuck around.

That time hadn't been all bad though, at first anyways. Her and Helena had been taking great lengths to pursue the continuation of their relationship.

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"Hey, Helena." Dinah greeted sounding somewhat nervous with one hand behind her back.

"Hey, Dinah." Helena smiled up from her position on the couch. "What's behind your back?" The truth was that she could already smell the rose that Dinah was trying to hide, but it was such a sweet gesture, and she wanted Dinah to present it to her.

"Oh, um," Dinah began tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, "It's, um." She stopped and took a breath to calm herself. "It's a rose, I thought that maybe you would like it. I mean, I know we're not dating anymore, but roses are pretty, and you're very pretty, well, not just pretty, more like drop dead gorgeous..."

"Dinah!" Helena shouted interrupting Dinah's babbling, "Take a breath."

Her cheeks reddened with embarrassment. "Oh, sorry. But, here."

Helena accepted the rose inhaling the sweet scent up close. "Thank you Dinah, it is pretty." Helena smirked causing Dinah to blush even harder. Pausing a moment for consideration, Helena got up to leave, but before she did, gave Dinah a tender kiss to show her appreciation. Smiling gently Helena stole away to the elevator.

"Helena! Before you go, wouldyouliketohavedinnerwithmetonight?" Dinah asked quickly as she averted her gaze to the ground awaiting the rejection she wasn't sure would come.

Suddenly Dinah found her chin being lifted by two fingers. "I'd love to." Helena said after she had finally raised Dinah's eyes to meet her own smoldering ones. "Just name where an when." Helena couldn't help but notice the beautiful grin that over took Dinah's face.

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It had been wonderful. Slowly she was gaining back Helena's trust, and her affection. Unfortunately at the same time Reese was trying to do the same, only in a friendlier manner after Helena told him off once. It had been hilarious to see, although she had tried to conceal her laughter. Reese had gotten a nice suit and showed up at the tower with a bouquet of flowers (ones that Helena hated, Dinah had noticed with glee), and reservations at a fancy restaurant

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"Reese, what are you doing here all dressed up?" Barbara asked trying to be casual while feigning ignorance. She knew why he was here, and although she was trying to be friendly with him, that in no way meant that she wanted him dating her daughter.

"Oh, I was just wondering if Helena was here. Hi, Dinah." He waved over to her.

She returned his wave rather unenthusiastically from the couch with an expression that was a cross between a fake smile and a grimace on her face. "Hi, Reese. Hot date?"

"Not yet, but I hope so. Anyway, like I asked earlier, is Helena here?"

"Yes, she's in the training room right now, but she'll be down in about ten minutes." Barbara answered politely wheeling away over towards Dinah. Once she was out of earshot of Reese she began to talk with Dinah. "Hey, how are you?"

"I don't know." Dinah answered truthfully. "I mean, I think that she'll turn him down, I hope she will, especially since she hates those flowers but ... I don't know. What if she says yes?"

"Then they'll go on one date, the food will be terrible, she'll get angry at his male ego, throw wine on him, and come home to you where she realizes she's happy." Barbara smiled.

"No fair getting my hopes up like that." Dinah whined.

"She'll be coming down soon. Do you want to go somewhere else?" Barbara asked putting a comforting hand on Dinah's shoulder.

"No, I need to see what happens with my own two eyes, and hear what happens with my own two ears ... no matter what happens."

"All right, I'll be at the Delphi if you need me." With that said Barbara wheeled away just as Helena was coming down the stairs.

"Helena." Reese greeted happily with only the slightest bit of nervousness in his voice. "Could I talk to you for a second."

"Okay, sure." Helena agreed once she reached the bottom of the stairs. She had obviously just had a shower since she was drying her still wet hair with a towel. As Helena passed by the couch she deposited the towel on the back near Dinah's head, and casual let her fingers brush across the back of Dinah's neck. It was a gesture that warmed Dinah on the inside.

Now that they were both standing face to face Reese handed Helena the flowers he had bought for her. "Here, I hope you like them."

"Daisies," Helena said trying so hard to be enthusiastic, and Dinah found it adorable. "Um, thanks, I guess." The last part was mumbled under her breath.

"I'm sorry, what'd you say?" Reese asked.

"Nothing, just that they're ... nice." Helena forced out.

"Go a head and smell them." Reese prompted, and Dinah had to try damn hard not to laugh at the look on Helena's face.

"You know what? Why don't I just go put them in water." Helena turned to leave but Reese grabbed her arm.

"Hold on a second, that wasn't all I came here for." He presented his most charming smile, and Dinah nearly vomited from the cheesiness of it. "I was hoping that you would have dinner with me. I've gotten us great reservations at an Italian place with great food. It's fancy dress though so you'd better hurry and get dressed up in something. Oh, and could you make you make up emphasize your eyes, they're your best feature."

That was it, the second he mentioned the already made reservations Dinah knew that he didn't have a chance in hell. One thing Helena hated was when people were presumptuous, and Reese just kept digging the hole.

"No." Helena stated plainly tossing the flowers onto a near by table, and crossing her arms.

"No?" Reese asked confused.

"No." Helena said again.

"No what?"

"No to dinner. How dare you just come in here already assuming that I'll gladly have dinner with you and just bend to your every whim. What if I had plans tonight? You'd probably expect that I would just blow them off to be with you wouldn't you? Besides, have I shown any interest in you besides friendship?"

"Yeah."

"When? That time in the past before the plane crash? Well sorry, but feelings change. I'm not going to date you Reese, and I never will. Now get out." Helena finally finished her tirade.

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Dinah had found the look on his face to be priceless in that moment. Of course the words she had spoken weren't true, as she would find out later. It was all just part of some sick game that the two of them were playing.

Her head hurt and she felt like she was going to throw up. Due to these symptoms she knew that some man or woman in a white coat would be coming in soon to give her a shot of something. Now, normally she didn't like strange liquids being injected into her, but these shots made her hurt less, physically, and emotionally. There was also the fact that she could barely manage to life her arms when she felt like this much less fight someone. This whole routine had been going on for about a week, maybe more, maybe less, it was hard to tell when you were trapped in a grey room with no windows and no clock.

She had no idea where she was. No idea of anything really except for Helena's betrayal. She didn't know what happened to Barbara, or to Alfred, if they were okay, and still free. They had been out grocery shopping at the time, one of the few times they managed to get Barbara out of the house after it happened. Why was she thinking about this? It didn't matter, it wasn't important.

As per usual a man came through the door, this one slid into the wall, and when closed blended so perfectly that if you closed your eyes, you would be able to find it again. There was never any talking when this was done, they would just take her arm and stick the needle in. After the first one that she could remember, Dinah had tried to use her powers, feeling at the time that she needed to escape, it turned out that it was a bad idea. It had caused her head to throb when she tried to hold the door open, and her skin to burn when she tried to use her other abilities. But she had long since given up much hope of anything.

This time things seemed to take a different turn though. Instead of injecting her, two other men walked into the room, grabbed her under the arms and lifted her up. Her head and stomach both protested violently, and for a moment she feared that she would throw up all over the good doctor's shoes. But she didn't, and as they carried/dragged her from the room her stomach seemed to settle down a little. "W- wh-ere?" Dinah tried to speak, but after who knows how long of not using her voice, it was a little difficult. No one spoke to her, and she didn't try again.

First they took her to a room that contained several rows of showers, and she was scarily reminded of the concentration camps that she had learned about in history. Maybe they were going to pump poison gas through these ones too. But no, they didn't leave the room. They stripped her down, and one held her up under the spray as the other washed her body and her hair. The water was an ugly brown color as it washed down the drain, and she was grateful for the shower.

Next they dried her and took her wrapped only in a towel to another room. In this one they picked out some new clothes from rows and rows of the same white outfits she had been wearing previously. Again they did all the work this time dressing her, but never once during the entire experience did they look at her with lust, let their hands stray, or stay in one place too long.

Finally she was taken to one last room where they attached a collar to her neck. It wasn't uncomfortable, and it was just a thin band around her neck. One held up a remote, and touched it to the back, then there was a light beep, and he brought the remote back to the front and handed it to the doctor. He pushed a button on it and suddenly Dinah was feeling more agony than she'd ever thought possible coursing through her nerves. Then all at once it stopped and she was left for a moment quivering on the ground. She heard the doctor say that it worked, and that they could take her to him now.

Again she was lifted, but this time their hands felt like fire and ice at the same time on her skin. It was so painful, and it wasn't as though they were gripping her any harder. It was just that her skin felt so sensitive. They road in an elevator for a while, and then she was led down another series of hallways, until finally their journey was over.

So there she stood, face to face in front of him and his whor... no, she still couldn't speak ill of her, him and his mistress. An intense hate spread through her body, and she knew at once that the moment she felt enough strength to so much as stand she would attack him.

"So, how do you feel Dinah?" Reese asked with his all knowing grin as he sat behind his large desk on which Helena was perched. She didn't answer, but gazed longingly at Helena. "Doesn't she look lovely?" He cooed. And although she was loath to admit it, Dinah would have to agree that she looked amazing. Helena wore a red leather corset that enhanced her cleavage, and leather pants that looked tantalizingly tight. Not to mention the spiked heels that were a good four inches.

"B- as-s-t-tar-d." Dinah forced out.

"Now now, no need for such hostility. I have a proposition for you."

Note: I know I know, you're all ready to kill me right about now. What exactly happened, what's this proposition? Well, the truth is, that I only partially know. I'm working on it though and I have a mostly formed idea, but it's still going to take some work. Just give me a tiny little break since this sucker is planed in no way, and I'm flying by the seat of my pants. But anyway, Til next time.