DISCLAIMERS

1. This is a fan fiction based on characters owned by DC Comics. I DO NOT OWN THEM. This is just for fun.

2. This is a femmslash story. If you don't like that sort of thing, you won't like this.

Barbara Gordon-Lance heard the door open and close behind her, knowing who had entered. All her agents had individual tracking devices on their persons, and this particular one was extra strong... for personal reasons.

As she removed her headset, Barbara turned her wheelchair around away from the computer to see Dinah heading towards her. "Hey," the former masked crimefighter said, "You're early. Everything OK? Are Selina and Zatanna alr... "

Before she could finish, Dinah knelt down and forced her lips onto the redhead's. Taken aback, Barbara's brows rose as her eyes closed and, when Dinah finally broke the contact, she was completely flustered, blinking in bewilderment. "Wh... what was that for?" she eventually managed.

Dinah took her wife's hand in hers. "I love you," she said. "You... you know that, don't you? I love you so much."

Frowning, Barbara put her hand on the blonde's shoulder. "Dinah, what's wrong?"

"Nothing's wrong," Dinah replied. "It's just... I... I don't say it enough. I love you, Babs."

"You say it all the time, honey," said Barbara, smiling. "You told me three times before you left tonight."

"No!" cried Dinah, surprising the redhead. "Whenever I do, it... I know it sounds like I don't mean it. But I do... " Dinah increased her hold on her spouse's hand. "You're everything to me, Babs. If you left me... Please... please, never leave me."

Barbara began stroking her wife's hair, chuckling despite the words. "Honey, what's gotten into you?"

Dinah was silent, looking down. "This thing with Selina... " she eventually said. "You know I didn't believe her. How could she go legit after all these years? I thought... surely she was faking it. But tonight... I... I saw her with Zatanna." She paused, shaking her head slightly. "She loves her. She really loves her. She was distraught at the thought of Zatanna dying. And I realised... I... " She again halted, gulping down what Barbara guessed was a sob.

"Dinah... " Barbara pressed.

The blonde took a breath before continuing. "If I lost you... I don't know what I'd do. I love you so much, Babs. Seeing Selina with her wife... with her pet cat even!... made me realise how important it is that you know that I love you. And I had to come home as quickly as possible. I had to come home. You and our family are everything to me."

Barbara felt her eyes tearing. She had never seen something so heartfelt... she paradoxically felt both immensely proud of herself and so unworthy of such devotion. "I love you, too," she eventually whispered. "With all my heart. I can't survive without you. You've been my strength, Dinah. You are my strength." With that, Barbara looked down at her stomach.

Dinah followed her glance, and placed her free hand on her wife's pregnant belly. Tears were now flowing freely from both women. Then their lips made contact again, their mouths opening in an effort to convey just how much love they shared.

Eventually having to break for air, the Gordon-Lances stared at eachother. "Never leave me... " Dinah breathed.

Barbara looked at her beloved, then silently reached behind her for her headset. Putting it on, she spoke into the mouthpiece, her eyes never leaving her wife's face. "Snapper, this is Oracle. I need to shut down for the night."

"No worries," came the reply. "Things are quieting down. See you later." With that, Barbara put her headset back down behind her and briefly turned to her console, closing her worldwide commlink.

"Come on," she said, as she took back Dinah's hand and placed it on one of the handles of her chair. She began wheeling away from her desk, her face full of determination.

Dinah, keeping the contact, let Barbara lead her. "Babs... ?"

Without looking back, Barbara headed for their bedroom. "I have the sudden, urgent need to make love to you."

TO BE CONTINUED