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Kara was sitting on Helena's bed, watching her as she had gotten ready for the day. Kara insisted talking to her that morning before Helena would have left for the coffee she was going to have with Steve.
She looked back at Kara, quirking up an eyebrow back at her. "Don't you have to go to work?"
"Cat's son has a doctor appointment this morning," Kara said to her. "She's with him. We've got time."
"Of course it had to be today," Helena replied more to herself, rolling her eyes at what Kara had seemed to be doing. "You're the one who makes her schedule."
Kara looked at her with a far too innocent look for her to be able to find that to be better. "I was just doing my job."
"You've been hanging around me too much," Helena commented. "That was almost borderline duplicity."
"You only don't like it because I'm directing it at you," Kara replied without missing a beat. She had to really work to keep herself from smiling back at her, and she liked that it was Helena's turn to deal with that.
Helena was not going to respond to that. She put on the black jacket over her purple shirt. A part of her was going to keep herself from showing that small amount of nerves she had started to feel. She was going to feel stronger and more confident about that sort of thing. She had found that by acting like she was incredibly confident and sure of herself. She started to become like that.
"You know how traffic's like at this time of day," Helena said, not wanting Kara to try to follow her or something. "Get going before you're really late."
"I can run really fast," Kara said to her. "And fly. Not a problem for me."
Helena tipped her head to the side as she looked back at Kara, almost smiling back at her. "That's a sudden change."
"Yeah. . ." Kara said to her. "I feel like I'm doing something very important."
"More that that," Helena had said to her.
"I may have been talking to Lyta recently," She said to her. "This was mostly her doing."
That was enough to cause Helena to wear a small smile for her. They had to really work to help her own years ago. "She in the city?"
"You didn't know?" Kara asked, almost smiling back at her. She enjoyed knowing something before Helena.
"You know how she's like," Helena said. "I'm taking that as a 'yes' to my question."
"Working for her mother," Kara said to her. "Ambassador for Themyscira."
"I'm going," Helena had said to her. "Don't wait up." She paused for a moment. "And, don't follow me. I'll know."
Helena walked out of her apartment towards the place she had told Steve to meet her. When she got closer, she could see Steve there waiting for her. That was enough to cause her to wear a small smile. He made it. Though, he did appear to be worried about her not having showed up yet.
"Sorry about being a little late," Helena had said to him, and he had turned around to look at her, allowing her to be able to see his relief. "Kara decided to come see me this morning."
"You two must be close," Steve said to her.
Helena wore her smile for a brief moment before it had disappeared off her face. "She's a close friend of mine. Like a sister to me. She helped me a lot when I started to live with my dad."
Helena had noticed the look that came across his face when she had said that to him. He should have known what that was like. His friendship with Bucky could have been like that. He quickly shook his head to keep himself from continuing to show that to her.
They walked into the place, and they were talking to each other over something that was very easy to talk about. Conversation was flowing very easily between the two of them, and that had allowed the time to move very quickly.
Steve was hanging on her every word, and he was actually listening and paying attention to her and what she was saying to him. That was the first time that had actually happened for the two of them. No guy would have been willing to pay attention to her because she was able to draw attention towards her, and men tended to only focus on that. It may have been why her father did not particularly tolerate any guy having interest in her.
"How are you adjusting to this new century?" She had asked him. She wanted to make sure everything was going alright with him.
"The Internet helps. A lot," Steve told her. "To figure out what had happened since I was frozen."
"So," Helena said to him. "You've only caught up on history." He nodded. "Nothing else? Movies? TV? Books? Music?"
He shook his head. "Too much. I don't know where to start."
"Yeah. There is that," Helena had agreed with him. "But, there's only a few that struck with the people for years that they're still talking about it. I'll make you a list of it all for you. Go through it all at your own pace."
He seemed to be genuinely surprised at her offer for him. "You don't need to do that. . ."
"You're the one who's doing the hard work," Helena had told him. "Not me. I'm just making the list."
"Which could be more difficult than you realize," he said to her. Steve could already see that would be a difficult problem to her to figure it out, and he did not want her to make that kind of effort for his sake.
That was when she gave him her playful smile. A smile that had caused him to only seem to focus on her and no one else.
"I might have a little bit more experience than you realize."