Helena and Dinah stood next to each other, surveying the damage that had been done to the dam at Fastad. The destruction from the water that was still running free was devastating. Homes, farms, vehicles, and people's lives had been washed away, removed from existence. Dinah moved her eyes from the carnage to the face of her girlfriend. Helena stood in silence, a pained look on her face, and a single tear sliding down her cheek.

Dinah squeezed the brunette's hand lightly, "You okay?"

Helena sighed. "I know we see destruction daily, and I should be used to it by now. But, Dinah, this..." She swept her free hand over the scene. "There were children here. These people lost so much."

"Yes they did. I'm sorry. If it's too much, I can do this on my own."

"No, we're here. Let's just find the proof Diana needs. What kind of monster does this to his own people?"

"I don't know. Why does anyone act the way they do?"

"Dinah, I have been thinking about this moment. I knew we would find devastation, and I, well, I have been silently considering appealing to Hippolyta to challenge the trials and become an Amazon. If we can't find proof, I don't know that I can just stand by and not try and help these people in some way. Even if we came here to help them rebuild, it would be viewed as interference. How can we walk away from this?"

Dinah inhaled deeply. "Is that what you want to do ultimately? Join the fight against the NKFR?"

"Now more than ever."

Dinah nodded her head, "We aren't Amazons. We would probably get booted from the League."

"I know. But if we can help people, I don't want to be hamstrung by politics. I got kicked out of the League once, and I am prepared to do it again. But I can't speak for you." Helena turned her attention to the blonde. "I know it would be asking a lot of you. I would understand if you didn't want to join me."

Dinah stood silent for a few moments, leaving the League would be a hard thing to do. She liked that they were able to help in every country, and the camaraderie would be something that Dinah would miss considerably. But as she stared at Helena's face, and saw the anguish, she knew she would give up almost everything to see a smile on her companion's face. "Helena, I, I love you. Let's look and see what we find. We can talk about what our options are once we are better informed. If it turns out that there is a meta-human involved, then the League will act. If we can't find anything, then we will go to the capital and talk to Shayera and Diana about what our next step will be. I promise you, no matter what, I am with you. Besides," Dinah grinned broadly at Helena, "you would be an incredibly sexy Amazon."

Helena's face lit up, and a big toothy smile rewarding Dinah for the compliment. "I would be. I don't know about living on an island full of women with no internet though. How do they manage that?"

Dinah laughed at the sentiment. "How DID the world survive without the internet for so long?"

"You are making fun of me..."

"Sure am. Are you ready to do this?"

"Yes, the sooner we check this out, the sooner we can stick our noses into the fighting."

"That's my girl. Always itching to get into the middle of a brawl."

"I can't help it. I love the idea of kicking someone's ass for a good cause. Why should Shayera, Diana, and Alindra have all the fun?"

"And that's how you see it isn't it?"

Helena puffed her chest out, and with a mimicked strong southern drawl, spouted, "Darlin', a good old fashioned scrap is always welcome. Shayera, bringin' down the righteous wrath, mace in hand. Diana, the avenging Amazon, fists swingin'. How could I not want to put my two cents into that?"

Dinah licked her lips, "I love it when you do that. Come on."

Hand in hand, the two women worked their way to the edge of the small bits of the dam still standing. From their vantage point it was obvious that there were scorch marks visible on the fragments still intact. Getting as close as they could, the pair closely examined the dark marks on the edge of the stone structure.

"What do you think?" Helena asked.

"Not to state the obvious, but the burn marks are an indication of a strong blast. There isn't much here to make a solid determination of what caused the damage though. We need to take samples and keep searching. A bomb always leaves clues behind. I think we need to make sure that we are considering all options. Let's move down stream some and see what else we can find. We should also speak to any people we find. There were multiple eye witnesses, so let's see what stories they can tell us."

"Agreed. Let's collect those samples to send back to J'onn in the Watch Tower."

The women went about collecting samples and began making their way down stream to the various villages, and small cities that had been ravaged by the water being freed. Everywhere they looked, the people were out, trying desperately to stem the flow, and salvage what they could. Helena and Dinah noticed that people were staring at them, some with smiles, and some with outright disdain. The first people they spoke to actually approached them first. A small woman, wearing clothes that were several sizes too big for her, and her son, donning a Superman t-shirt walked up.

"My son recognizes you both. He wanted to come over here and talk to you. Would you mind?"

Helena leaned down and smiled at the little boy. "Of course not. I like your shirt."

The little boy grinned, "Superman is the coolest. Is he here with you?"

"Sorry, he isn't. He wanted to come, but he had to help some other people too. What's your name?"

"Peter."

"Well, Peter, I am Huntress, and this is..."

"I know who you are, silly. That's the Black Canary. You guys are cool too, but Superman is my hero. Will he come here eventually?"

"I hope so Peter. Can I ask you some questions?"

"YES! This is awesome. I can't wait to tell my friends that I met members of the League!"

Helena chuckled, "Ok, well, Peter, did you happen to see what happened to the dam?"

The mother clutched her son's chest pulling the small child into her abdomen. "He was sleeping, but my husband and I did. We happened to be out here early that morning. It was still dark out, but we heard a very large thunder like sound, and the next thing we know, the waters were raging down onto our town. It wiped out houses like they were made of paper. My husband ran inside and grabbed our son. We were lucky that we happened to be outside. We managed to get to high ground, but we lost our house too." The woman looked down at her feet. "I am borrowing someone else's clothes. We lost everything."

"Except for my shirt." Peter pointed out.

His mother smiled, although the sentiment didn't reach her eyes, "That is because you never take it off."

Dinah's heart pulled in her chest. "Did you happen to see what or who did the damage?"

The woman shook her head, "I can't say for sure. There was a figure high in the sky and there were flames shooting from his hand or arm. It was dark, and hard to tell."

Dinah put her hand on the woman's shoulder. "I am sorry, but I have to ask, can you show me what his posture looked like? It may not seem important, but if you could remember, it would be very helpful."

"I am not sure I understand. He was in the sky, with his arm extended."

Helena looked at Peter. "You know how Superman flies?"

Peter looked at Helena like she was crazy. "Of course! He does it like this." The little boy stuck out his arms in front of his body and balled his fists. He lowered his head and began running in circles, zooming around the women. He suddenly stopped, and changed his posture, "Wait! Sometimes he does this, like when he wants to go faster." The little boy left one arm extended, and placed the other one at his side. He scooted around some more, and then stopped. He jutted his chin out and placed his fists against his side striking a signature Superman stance.

"Wow! I thought I was looking at Superman for a moment. You are pretty good at that." Helena smiled as the little boy's face lit up at the compliment.

Dinah turned her attention back to the mother, "Again, this may seem unimportant, but you notice how your son had his hands? Did the figure ball his fist and grab his wrist with his other hand?"

The woman considered the question, and answered, "No. As far as I could tell his fists weren't balled nor did he grab his wrist. One arm was extended out and his hand was too. The light seemed to radiate around his hand, but now that I think about it, it was just there. There was nothing around his arm. Is that really helpful?"

Dinah nodded, "Believe it or not, yes, it is."

"Are you here to help us?"

Peter and his mother looked expectantly at the two women. Helena swallowed hard, and Dinah wondered if the brunette would cry at that very moment. But Helena kept her emotions in check and answered, "Two of the League members are in the capital now." She turned her attention to Peter, "Do you know who Wonder Woman and Hawkgirl are?"

"Wonder Woman?" Peter's eyes went wide. "After Superman, she is the strongest hero there is. And Hawkgirl's mace is the baddest weapon ever!"

"Well, Peter, they are here with their friends, the Amazons. Do you know who they are?"

"Not really. A bunch of women I think."

Helena and Dinah chuckled. Helena continued, "Yes, they are. But they are really strong, and smart, and sort of like super heroes too. And there is a whole army of them!"

"Wow."

"And Peter, we are here. I hope that the rest of the League will be too, but if not, you have us, and we are pretty tough ourselves. And I hope we can return soon to you. But we have to..."

Peter interjected, "I understand. You have to help the world."

"That's right. But we are here now. We will help you fight, and rebuild. Can I ask you a favor?"

"Sure."

"I want to give you something to hold onto." She reached into her belt and pulled out a small, black boomerang. "Don't throw this at your friends, but you can use it if your mom says it is okay. I will come back with something better to trade you for it, okay?"

Peter's eyes went wide. He took the boomerang and clutched it to his chest. "Mom, can I keep it?"

His mother rubbed his head, "Of course you can. No throwing it at anything alive though!"

Helena grinned, "I will come back as soon as I can. Until then, can I show you how to throw it?"

After a few minutes of demonstrating the small weapon, Helena and Dinah continued on their trek. Dinah turned to Helena, "That was really sweet."

"He is a reason that I am willing to leave the League. I understand the group's stance, but did you see his face when he talked about Superman? How the hell can we explain politics to a kid who wants his hero to help him?"

"We can't. I know you want to help. We will. What are you going to bring back to trade though?"

Helena smiled, "I plan on bringing Superman here."

"That's a tall order."

"It is, but it would be something happy he could have while going through this. And if I can't get Supes, I will make sure Diana comes."

"He did say she was almost as awesome."

Helena laughed, "I love how everyone chooses their hero, and then thinks that no one can beat them."

"So you think Diana could take Superman? She your hero?"

"You are my hero. But yes, I think in a fight, Diana could take the Man of Steel."

"I dunno," Dinah teased, "Superman is pretty bad ass."

Helena rolled her eyes, "Psshhh. Diana is arguably just as strong, and flies just like he does. And she was trained by the Amazons. So her fighting style is nothing to sneeze at."

"Yeah, but HE is Superman."

"I'm telling Diana you said that!"

Dinah playfully swatted her companion, "So, if I am your hero, does that mean you think I could take Diana and Superman?"

"Let's not get carried away."

Dinah stopped mid-stride, and then began uproariously laughing. "Point taken."

Helena continued, "You could probably take most of the League though, with exception to Superman, Diana, and me of course."

Dinah quit laughing, and stared at her girlfriend, "Please, I could totally kick your ass."

Helena rolled her eyes. "Whatever. You can believe what you want, but I know I could beat you in a fight."

"When this is all over, I accept that challenge. You are going down dearest!"

Helena smirked, and leaned in and kissed her girlfriend. The kiss was short and sweet, and when Helena pulled back, Dinah was grinning. "No way you get out of this by kissing me. You have a very important lesson to learn."

"Well I look forward to showing you how amazing I am."

Dinah leaned back in, "Show me now."

Helena closed the distance once more, and placed another kiss on Dinah's lips. This time the kiss was slow, and languid. Dinah wrapped her arms around Helena's neck and pulled the brunette even closer. After a few moments, once their lips had separated, Dinah arched her eyebrow, "You are a fair kisser. But fighter? I think you will be easy prey."

Helena swatted Canary's backside. "I am a great kisser, and fighter. You don't stand a chance."

"You might be right, I didn't stand a chance the first time you did that. But..." Dinah immediately dropped to the ground and executed a leg sweep. Helena landed on her butt. From her position on the ground, Helena looked up to see her blonde companion grinning down at her.

"Oh it is so on once this is over."

Dinah nodded her head, and leaned down to help her companion up.

Helena stared dubiously at the offering, but picked herself up without assistance. "See if I kiss you again for a while now."

"Don't make threats you can't follow through on."

Helena dusted herself off, and shrugged, "Whatever." She leaned in and pecked Canary's cheek. "Ready to keep moving?"

"Yes, let's see who else is willing to talk to us."

The women continued to search for evidence and managed to get a few more people to tell them what they had seen. The story never changed. A lone figure, high in the sky, shot fire, or what some called a lava beam from his hand onto the dam. Some of the people questioned where the League was and why they weren't coming to help. Others recounted their stories, and then left to continue to try and collect anything salvageable.

After a while, Dinah turned to Helena, "Don't you think it is odd that they all tell the same story? Usually eye witnesses at events tell slightly different stories. But these people don't."

"The thought did occur to me, but we have only talked to a small handful. I am sure if we interviewed everyone possible that there would be variations. It seems pretty clear by their accounts, that the figure in the sky used superhuman abilities."

"It isn't enough. It was dark, and they couldn't say with any clarity that there was not a hidden weapon underneath the figure's sleeve."

"But, if you recall the first woman said that the light radiated around his hand. Even if he had a weapon up his sleeve so to speak, his hand survived the burning around it. No one normal could do that."

"That's true. We will include that in the report that we send to J'onn. It's thin, but you raise a valid point. This is an uphill fight Helena, because of politics, so we need to find more."

Helena nodded her head, "We do, but I don't think we will find out more here. Got any ideas?"

"I do actually. We know the range of the jet packs. If our mystery man can't fly, then he is using them too. We could calculate the distance to the mountains, and try and narrow down an area to search."

"We looking for the hideout on our own?"

"Why not? And we aren't necessarily looking for a hideout, although that would be a windfall for sure."

"What else would we be looking for?"

"Training grounds of some sort. Think about it, we train constantly on the Tower, but this guy doesn't necessarily have the ability to build something so noticeable. What if he trains somewhere in the mountains? We should be able to find a place with similar destruction."

"Dinah, you ARE a genius!"

"You love me for my mind."

"R-I-G-H-T. Your mind is your sexiest feature."

"I am ignoring your sarcasm Helena, because I know deep down you mean it."

"WAY DEEP DOWN."

A/N: Finally we see Dinah and Helena at Fastad. What did you think? And out of curiousity, who do you think would win in a fight between Wonder Woman and Superman? Just my childish brain wanting to see what the argument would be for either. AND, if you have no thoughts on that, at least tell me who you think would win in a fight between Helena and Dinah. My co-author and I are on opposite sides of this argument, and I am going to write that chapter. (Eventually.) But since we can't agree, we are going to concede to how you guys vote. Leave it in a review. Thank you to all that take the time to share your thoughts about each chapter. My goal now is to get to 200. Greediness, I know, but humor me?