A/N I don't own anyone but Bella.

JezCul666- Yep, Vic's basically screwed.

Knight Watcher- Oh yeah, and there's no hell like hell from, a six-year-old.

sorahart- Vic is dead meat:)

Master Bleach- Yep, he's done for:)

KaliAnn- Well, she's little and little kids don't really think like that.

Guest- Ollie is a terrible sitter for kids.

Cooper 101- Thanks, on it!

JLluvr- Bratty Bella is going to be hell for Vic:)

Ollie opened up his eyes and tiredly stared at the room he was in.

Where the hell was he? Oooooh, yeah. He thought beginning to remember. I'm watching Bella. Crap! I'm watching Bella; where'd she go? He panicked bolting up. "BELLA!"

"Yeah, yeah; keep your pants on." The little girl muttered bitterly while walking in the room.

"Jeez, what's got you in such a grumpy mood?" Ollie asked in surprise.

The normally happy child looked positively upset. "Just learned some bad news."

"Being. . ?"

She waited a second before answering. "Did Mr. Vic date my Mama?"

Ollie gaped at her. How the hell did she know that? He mentally sighed, this was Questions' daughter after all. ". . .Yes." He admitted wondering how much she knew.

"And you didn't tell me this; why?" She exclaimed.

"Well, I-"

"Do you have any idea what this means?"

"... Do you?" He asked carefully.

"Yeah! I'm being used so he can date her again!"

Ollie opened his mouth to say something when a blue beam appeared in the room. Question stood in the center of his living room. "What?"

Oliver was still trying to think of a good response when he was teleported away.

"Ollie, why are you making that face?" Dinah asked.

"Uhhhhh. . ."

Dinah sighed. "I always go for the brainy ones. How's Bella holding up with the face-less wonder?"

"Um, I have no idea." Ollie muttered finally thinking of something to say. "She knows Vic used to date Helena, but I don't think she knows that he's her father."

Dinah gaped out him. "How the hell did she find that out?"

"Well, I may have taken a light little nap while I was watching her-"

"You fell asleep?" Dinah growled.

"Just for a little while." Ollie protested.

"That still doesn't answer my question, how'd she find out?"

"I don't know! She's Vic's' kid, remember? Maybe she went through his trash!"

"Oliver." Dinah said in a I-won't-kill-you-until-you-give-me-evidence-but-then-you're-dead voice. "How did she find out?"

"I don't know! She just came out and looked all mad and said Vic was using her to get back with her mom and she was really mad."

"So, what?" Dinah asked. "You just left her there! Oh my God, that poor child. . . And you for leaving her, IDIOT!" She scolded punching his arm. "I should kill you right now!"

"Please don't Pretty-Bird." Ollie begged. "Where else are you gonna find a guy like me?"

"Oh, you're one of a kind all right." She sighed with a glare.

"Thank you." Ollie smiled, missing the sarcasm in her voice.

"Vic is so screwed." Dinah muttered.

"Why, because Bella's gonna be mad at him?"

"No. Because now I think he is using her and I want to kill him in a slow, painful way." She muttered. "And I swear if this happened sooner I'd have gone down there, picked her up, and taken her away from that psycho-path!"

"Aw, Di, he was probably just trying to get to know her! I mean Helena didn't exactly try-"

"Ollie, do you enjoy the ability to feel your body from the waist down?" She asked in an eerily calm voice.

"Well, yeah. I've got some pretty important stuff down there. . ." Ollie answered in surprise.

"Then unless you want to loose all feeling there you're gonna want to shut up!" She finished.

"Yes dear." Arrow muttered. "Why don't you just go and get her now?"

"Oh." Dinah said simply. "Helena was released today."

Vic turned back towards his daughter. "Hello."

"Hi." She growled.

Vic blinked wondering if he'd imagined her change of tone. "Ahem." He coughed holding a bag out to her. "This is for you."

She looked at him suspiciously before taking it and peering inside. It was a movie and some Lucky Charms cereal. "This movie's Lilo And Stitch, you know Disney makes that; right?"

"Well, yes. But you seemed to be bored and your, uh, stuffed animal was in this so. . ." He trailed off suddenly unsure.

She stared at him. Great, he just had to go and buy her favorite movie he had said was evil and give it to her as a present. It was hard to be mad when you were so happy; then she remembered why she was so upset. "I don't want it." She huffed shoving it towards him.

Vic fought back a sigh; he was really terrible at this whole father-thing. Honestly, he couldn't even pick out a decent movie. Of course, it did make him a tiny bit proud that she could resist Corporate Americas' influence on the minds of children. "Oh. All right then."

"And didn't you say this cereal was like poison to Americas' youth?"

"Well, yes. But again you said you didn't like any of what I had-"

"No! I don't want it!" She shouted stomping her foot like she'd seen Martha Wayne do a thousand time. "I want Cocoa Puffs!" She demanded.

"Well, I-"

"NO! I want them NOW!" She screamed. This brat thing was kinda fun in a rebel sort of way; no wonder Mattie was always throwing tantrums.

"Okay!" Q exclaimed in bewilderment. What had he done to make her so upset?

"I want to go home!" She cried. "I want MAMA!"

"She's not well enough to-"

"I don't care, I want her now!" She ordered.

"Why?" Q asked in shock. Was he really that bad of a father? God, couldn't he do anything right?

"Look, Red." Bella snarled. "You don't want me here, and I don't want to be here. Just send me home so every things easier, 'Kay?"

Red? "I do want you here!" Vic tried. "But your Mother can't be here so-"

"Then I want Aunt Dinah and Ollie!" She screamed. "Anyone but you!"

Vic's' shoulders sagged as he admitted defeat, pain splitting through his heart. His own daughter hated him, not that he could really blame her. "Fine." He whispered, obviously hurt.

"NO, I WANT-oh." She finished realizing he had given up. No wonder Mama dumped him, he didn't really try to hard to make her stay. "Okay, then."

"Are you sure?" He tried. This could be the only time he got to be with his daughter and he didn't really want it to end.

"Yeah, and I want them NOW!" She demanded stomping her foot.

"Fine. I'll go call them."

Bella blinked, did he sound sad? Why would he sound sad; he did what Mama wanted. "Oh, alright then."

Suddenly there was a knock on the door. "I'll get it!" She shouted making a bolt for the door.

"MAMA!" She exclaimed as she answered it.

"You're here!"

A/N Helen's back.

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