"I did a full battery of tests. There's a lot of bruising. I'm not sure what she can feel, but if she has any feeling in her back at all, it's not good. She'll be in some pain, but she didn't want the pain killers. Still, nothing is broken. She's tougher than I gave her credit for."

"What about her arms? When…"

"Like I said before, it's up to her and she'll need some help. I'm giving her a day or so to rest, but she needs to start working to get them back. She should take it slow at first, but the sooner the better. I am more concerned with the city. Have you girls been working on the antidote for Harley's mess?"

The girls looked at each other then at Dr. Tompkins. "Only Barbara knows what to do. Commissioner Gordon has been contacted. And…"

"Your father?"

"I'm guessing he may decide to grace us with his presence, but I'm not holding my breath. Right now, our best bet is to get Barbara back into the game, at least mentally. She'll know what to do."

"I'll call James myself and do what I can to help organize some kind of subsistence while you guys are working on the cure. Helena, get in there and don't take any of her crap." Leslie laughed and took Helena's hand one last time before leaving.

"Yah." Helena took a deep breath and grabbed Dinah's hand. "Come on. I'm not going in alone. No pain killers can only add up to mean Barbara. Alfred? Maybe some breakfast?"

"Good luck girls." Alfred turned and left the room with some ideas of his own for aiding in the remedy to the city's psychological pandemonium.

Barbara was sitting up against a backdrop of pillows. "So…um…how do you feel?" Dinah pulled two chairs up as she watched Helena begin tidying the blankets atop Barbara's lap.

"Helena stop!"

"I just…"

"Don't know how to deal with this. I know. I'm sorry. I'm just…." Barbara seemed agitated.

"Barbara, we have to do something about the people, they're going crazy still. It's scary out there. Jesse is organizing his people, but many of them were compromised as well. How are we…?"

"I don't know. I don't even know what we've got to use out there. There may be nothing I can…"

"You have to Barbara. It's up to you." Dinah stood up and ran her fingers through her hair in frustration.

"Dinah! I don't know if you've noticed, but the Clock tower is destroyed, the computers are offline, and I can't even lift my…"

"O.K. That'll be enough girls. I've brought breakfast. We are all going to eat, then you, Miss Barbara, are either going to get some rest or you're getting out of bed and helping us with clean up so that we can get on this antidote." Alfred went about setting up for breakfast and the girls just sat quietly following his orders. Alfred had never used that tone with them.

After they finished their breakfast, which seemed to go on forever as they sat and ate without talking, Helena began stacking the dishes. Just as she finished, Alfred came back into the room.

"Miss Barbara, I'm afraid your chair was destroyed in the events of the evening. I took the liberty of getting…"

"No. I'm not going to use that. Just bring my other chair, I'll fix it."

"Miss Bar…"

"That's it Barbara! You've got to stop for just a sec here. Get over yourself. What's the big deal?"

Barbara laughed under her breath. "What's the big deal? You're right Helena. Just bring it over here."

Alfred left the two girls to talk it out, sure that they'd come to some reasonable end. Helena stepped up. After all, it was a state of the art manual chair. The best in its class.

"Fine. Now you sit in it for a second." Barbara had a million gestures she would have liked to have been making at that moment, but fate had dealt her a cruel hand.

Helena just stared at her with an "I'm not playing your games" face on. "Barbara come on. We should at least get you out of bed for a bit. We've got to get the computers up A.S.A.P."

"Sit!" The pools surrounding her big green eyes suggested to Helena that playing along might be the way to go.

"Fine Barbara. I'll…." As Helena moved into the chair, a chill covered her body. She pulled her legs up onto the rest and, for lack of another more comfortable placing, put her hands in her lap. "You satisfied?"

"You?" The two women locked eyes for what seemed like five minutes.

"Barbara, it's not permanent. Every other…"

"Don't Helena…"

"I'm just saying every other person who is paralyzed has to use one of these. Get over yourself for a minute. Can't you just hop in and come out and fix the computers so we can find a way to end the chaos out there?"

"No Helena! As a matter of fact, I can't. This time it's different. You're going to have to lift me out of this bed and into that chair and then you're going to have to push me out to my…to the computers and lift my hands onto the computer. Are you getting the picture? I screwed up Helena! We lost! Get someone else to help out for a change. I'm no help anymore. I…"

"…You're not the Barbara I know." Helena sprang from the wheelchair, leaving it to crash up against Barbara's bedside. As she left the room, she evaded Dinah and Alfred's view and ran to the bathroom where she began splashing cold water on her face. Unable to shake the feeling sitting in Barbara's wheelchair gave her; she bent over the toilet and began to throw up. "Shit Helena! What kind of friend are you?" She muttered between heaves.

There was a knock on the bathroom door. "Helena? Are you alright?"

"Yah sorry. Just…a little…you know all the excitement? I guess I'm not feeling that great. We're on our own Dinah. Get Alfred, we've got to try and get these computers back online without Barbara." She pushed passed the teenager who was just a little taken aback at the sight of the Almighty Huntress pale and disoriented for no apparent reason.

"Why? Is she not…"

"She won't help us. She's quitting."

"She doesn't have that option! Does she?"

"Yah, she does, we all do. So…in or out?" Helena turned and arched an eyebrow awaiting Dinah's response.

"In. You know I'm in, but I'm going to talk to Bar…"

"No! Come on! It's pointless. No one can reach her right now. You can't go where's she's going. I need you here to help, body, mind, heart, the whole nine yards. Got it?"

"Yes Huntress. I'll go get Alfred. He'll need to start working on getting all the power back up before we can even attempt to realign the necessary drivers to rebroadcast the antidote back across the city."

Slightly impressed by Dinah's computer savvy outlook, Helena pushed the girl onto the elevator, "You sound like Barbara. You two definitely spend too much time together!"

Together Helena and Dinah, with the help of Alfred, began piecing together what they could from the computers that weren't damaged in the fight. They worked all through the night not stopping for a break except when ordered to by Alfred.

Much to her own surprise, Barbara managed to sleep through most of the day. When she did wake for a few minutes, she was met with pain and the same nightmare she thought she'd left behind. Not once did the thought of what the others were doing out there cross her mind. She seemed truly, to have given up; quit.

"Dinah, this isn't enough is it?" Even with Helena's limited range of computer knowledge, she looked at what they had accomplished with chagrin. The Clock Tower, thought minus a considerable amount of equipment, seemed in perfect order. Oracle's realm of screens and keyboards and machines no one could decipher but her, was sparse to say the least.

Dinah just shook her head in response.

"Fine! She won't help, then we're doing things my way. We're going out there. We've got to organize and take this place back. Maybe she fine just sitting in there letting people die and destroy her city, the city she's spent her life protecting, the city she lost her legs for, maybe she's fine with it, but I'm not! You with me?"

Dinah was almost afraid not to be. "Yah. All the way, just tell me what to do."

"Ms. Helena, do you think it's wise to go out? Mr. Reese is doing what he can. You shouldn't risk it. Ms. Barbara…"

"Ms. Barbara quit Alfred. She doesn't care. We have no choice. Besides, I risk it every night. Why's tonight any different? Dinah, go to the station and tell Reese what we're doing." She fled to the back door.

"What are we doing Helena?"

"Tell him to get his best men or whatever he can muster and meet me on top of the library."

"Alright." With that Helena was gone. "Are you going to keep an eye on Ora…Barbara?"

"I always do. I'll even have a chat with her and see what I can do about her…ummm…mood." Alfred began clearing plates and busying himself.

"Yah, good luck with that!" She boarded the elevator and left.

Meanwhile, Helena had a few stops of her own to make. First was Arkam. Though everyone had managed to remain locked up in the chaos, it was crazy inside. There were no guards. Just yelling and screaming. From all except one. "Good evening Harley." The creator of all the mayhem was huddled in a corner with a horrified look about her. "How did that go? Will you do anything I say?" The Huntress crept into the cell and grabbed Harley up off the floor and held her by the neck.

"You've won for now Ms. Kyle, grrrr" she squealed between short breaths, "but you've no idea what lies in store for you and the others. I'm guessing by now, Barbara has had to come to grips with the death of Wade…"

"We didn't find a body…"

"Oh. He's very much dead. I assure you…"

"You shut up Harley!" Helena gave her a good toss back into her corner.

"…And", she thoughtlessly continued,… "…though Babs took me out in the end, I know I gave the cripple a good toss or two. How's she feeling? Defeated? Like she's had to face it all again…"

"That's enough! I don't have the same relationship with killing people that the rest of the Bat-clan does!" Having gained no ground, Helena left in a huff.

Back at the Clock tower, Dinah was rummaging around trying to find the keys to the Hummer. She saw Barbara's coat hanging by the door. "Maybe they're in her jacket still." She pushed her hand into the pockets of the jacket and came up with two prizes. "Score! Alfred!" She dropped the jacket and ran to the floor beneath the balcony.

"You found the keys? Then off with you. You need to be on your way Miss…."

"Alfred. I found more than the keys. Do you know how Barbara reversed the trance on Helena while they were fighting?"

"There was a fight?"

"Well, Helena kicked the…never mind, yes, and Helena had Barbara on the ground and she was ready to choke her when Barbara pulled this out and shined it into her eyes reversing the hypnosis!"

"Well done. You sound like Miss Barbara. Take it with you, see if Miss Helena has any ideas and I'll talk to Miss Barbara and see if we can maybe create a large one or reproduce them or something."

"Yah. Good luck with that." She quickly left, hopeful as usual. Believing she had the key to the undoing of Gotham's present hopeless condition, Dinah ran swiftly through the streets, stopping on occasion to stop a fight or put an end to a break-in, until she finally came upon Reese. "Reese?" He was talking to a group of police officers, giving them direction when he turned upon hearing her voice.

"Dinah? You seen Helena?" He dismissed his men and turned to the matter at hand.

"No. I thought she was coming to find you. Have you tried the ri…"

"The ring? Outa commission until… Well, any luck with Oracle…Barbara….yet?" Reese still had some work to do to get used to his new role in the more…subversive…angle of New Gotham's crime fighting scene. These women were now, his…colleagues…his friends.

"Ummm…no. Not exactly." Dinah pulled the disc out of her pocket. She handed it to Reese.

"Whatcha got there?"…Both Reese and Dinah jumped as Huntress landed almost exactly in the center of their exchange, grabbing the disc in mid pass.

"Why do you…"

"Helena!"

"Oh…calm down you two. When are you going to get used to me?" She laughed…then, just as quickly, her laugh turned sober as she looked at what she had captured. "Where'd you…."

"I was looking for the keys to the Hummer and I just took a stab at them being in Barbara's jacket…"

"My jacket."

"Helena! Focus please…"

"Yah…sorry."

"I poked around in the pocket and this was in there."

"It's perfect really. Great job Dinah. We'll just get Bar…"

"Not a chance. But Alfred is working that angle as we speak." Both girls looked to Reese.
"What is it?" He questioned.

"Do you remember when Helena was hypnotized and had us trapped in the freight elevator? She and Barbara fought and Barbara shot her a glare from this. It reversed the spell so to speak."

"Right. Great! So she can just make more or make them on a larger…"

"You don't understand Reese." Helena broke in…"She's can't…she won't help us…not now anyway. It's too much for her right now."

"I'm sorry Helena. That was insensitive."

"No, it's true, she should be helping us. I mean, look at this mess. She'd make me…"

"Guys? Let's focus. Who's the adult here?" Dinah crossed her arms and arched her eyebrows.

"Right. Reese. Can you get someone on this? Do you have anyone you think can try and get this broadcast?"

"I have a couple ideas. Dinner at the Clock tower? I'll go get things rolling. Be care…"

"Reese…"

"Right. Sorry."

The girls turned to leave. "Reese? Any word on Wade?"

"I've got someone on that right now. I'll let you know tonight. They are personally checking all the hospitals."