Worlds Apart 4

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Worlds Apart
By Jaguarin

Part 4

"Dinner is ready!" Barbara shouted from the kitchen.

"Oh crap." Dinah said covering her eyes, she looked around, Helena hadn't return after she had left 30 minutes ago. She had run away, she was sure of it.

"Dinah, Helena…."

"I'm coming!" Dinah said turning off the TV.

The brunette walked to the dining room first and she couldn't hide her surprise when she saw the table prepared with food and salads. It smelled really good.

"Woa, you did all this?" she asked surprised.

"Of course," Barbara put a napkin over her shoulder "What did you expect?"

"Frozen pizza?"

"Not funny, where is Helena?"

"I dunno." Dinah looked around.

"You don't know?"

"She said she was going out, but she hasn't return yet."

"This is not funny Dinah."

"Seriously, she said she would be back in a few."

Barbara moved her chair in front of the table. She was disappointed, she expected to have a nice dinner with her two friends. Lately everything had been about work and she just wanted to share a nice moment with them. "All right, then let's start without her."

"Do you think she will come back?" Dinah asked sitting at the table.

"I think she just ran away."

"And she left me alone? She is a coward."

"Must be, salad?" the redhead asked her protégée.

Dinah looked the table, the truth is everything looked delicious. "Sure."

The elevator door opened and Helena appeared with a paper bag on hand.

"Hey."

"Where were you?"

"Well, you always need a good wine in a dinner." Helena took out a red wine bottle "Tempranillo" your favorite, from Spain."

"Oh, this is nice Helena, thanks." Barbara said smiling taking the bottle between her hands.

"Oh, and this is for you. " Helena gave Barbara a rose.

Barbara blinked surprised. "Why…?"

"Well," Helena said taking the bottle to open it "you have been nice to me."

"I have been nice too." Dinah said.

"Yes but…"

The brunette tore the cover of the bottle and used a corkscrew to open it. "Hey, let me be nice, according to you two, I left a long time ago, I was rude to Barbara and I acted like a moron."

"You still do." Dinah smirked.

"Whatever," Helena looked the food on the table, surprised. "Who cooked all this?"

"Me." Barbara said.

"You are joking." Helena said.

"I told you two that I'll prove that my culinary skills are excellent."

"Looks good…"

"It's good." Dinah said stealing a bit of the beef from a plate.

"Really?"

The blonde nodded.

"I told you girls." Barbara smiled.

"All right, let's try it then." Helena poured some wine into a cup and gave it to Barbara to taste along with the cork to smell, " so I think" she continued "I should be grateful to you Miss Gordon and to you, kid."

Barbara took the cork and smelled it. It was delicious. After that, she tasted the wine.

"It's perfect." She said.

Helena leaned close to her and smiled pouring more wine into Barbara's cup.. "Glad you approve, it's a way to say thanks to you Red. You look beautiful tonight."

"Oh… thanks…" Barbara couldn't avoid feel nervous under Helena's gaze.

"I want wine." Dinah said.

"You are a minor." Helena took a can of coke out of the bag. "You drink this."

"Hey, that is not nice."

The brunette sat at the table and pored herself a cup of wine. "All right, a toast… To you Miss Gordon and your surprising culinary skills."

"Thanks. " she lifted her cup.

"Barbara." Dinah asked after cleaning her lips with a napkin "Where is Dick now?"

Helena bit her lower lip, why did the kid have to ruin the night with her questions? She should hit her on her head with the bottle and she surely would do it, but the wine was expensive and one of the best.

"Oregon, seems Wayne Corporation is planning to buy some business there." The redhead sipped a bit of her wine and rested her cup on the table.

"Are you going with him to Hawaii for a vacation?"

Helena almost choked, definitely the Blonde wanted to ruin the night. Dick and Barbara on vacation alone? That was not good.

"We are talking about it, I'm not sure whether or not to go." Barbara glared at the blonde.

"And when are you planning to go?" Helena asked trying to sound casual.

"Next month." Dinah hurried to say.

"He wants me to go but I still have a lot of work to do," Barbara hurried to say "I need to check first how things are going." She looked the brunette "And how you are feeling."

"Don't worry about me. I'm doing fine"

"I'm not so sure."

"Barbara, don't worry, I need to move on and keep my life going." Helena said "In fact, I already talked with Leonard, I will move back to my place next month."

Barbara stopped her glass in midair and stared at the brunette. It had been so unexpected.

"That way we can live our lives as…. it used to be." The brunette arranged her napkin on her lap, not looking the redhead.

"I'm fine with you living with us Hel." Barbara said with soft voice "You can stay here as long as you want, this is your home and you know it."

Helena smiled. "Thanks." she put a piece of salad in her mouth "Hey this is good."

"Are you joking?" Dinah asked.

"Exquisite." Helena nodded with her head. "Try it."

Dinah tasted the salad and looked Barbara with incredulous eyes. "Wow, did you really cook this?"

"You offend me." Barbara said amused. "I'll bring the main dish."

The redhead wheeled outside the kitchen.

When she was a safe distance, Dinah leaned toward Helena.

"Promise you'll will stop flirting with Barbara."

"I'm not flirting, I was being nice."

"Whatever, she is engaged to Dick. You screwed her life once, don't do it again."

"I no…"

"You did it." Dinah pointed to her with her index finger. "You abandoned us and left her crying, I don't want you to hurt her again."

"I never will hurt her." Helena said.

"You did it and if you really love her, you will stop your games right now or I'll stop you."

"Okay, I promise not to flirt with her again."

The redhead appeared with a big dish in hands. "Well, here it is, the best."

"Oh great." Dinah said.

Helena looked at the redhead and faked a smile.

Barbara checked her lipstick in the mirror and examined her make up, it was light and perfect, she wheeled back and arranged her dress. It was the day that she had promised to go to dinner with Helena. Using her index finger, she corrected a light trace of red on her lower lip.

Now she looked perfect

She wanted to have a nice night, she needed some distraction, something that helped her to deal with the stress of the last few days. She knew Helena felt frustrated with everything that has happened and because she couldn't remember anything about her past life, except the alternative past the villain had created on her mind.

This Helena was very different from the Helena that had disappeared months ago, the angry, rude girl with an incredible sadness in her soul, a sadness she had tried to read unsuccessfully.

This Helena was bright, full of life, with a smile ready for her, she was always giving her all the attention and at the same time making her feel useful.

She liked it. It was hard to admit but she liked the attention that Helena gave to her.

She moved her hand to her forehead and arranged her hair at her forehead. She arrested her movement and observed herself on the mirror.

Helena always seemed to be looking at her, and when they eyes met she couldn't avoid feeling something, her look was so tender, so sweet.

She didn't want to break her heart.

The redhead sighed, she really felt so happy having her back again, she was her best friend, part of her life, her family. Together, they had faced so many things and she just wished that things could keep going as smooth as now.

She turned around and moved toward the living room. She stopped a few meters before wheeling inside the room. She took a second to observe the brunette who was looking at herself in the living room mirror, checking herself. Helena had chosen a really sexy outfit with a leather, sleeveless and a short skirt that fit her perfectly. The young girl was looking for something in one of the living room drawers.

She smiled and wheeled inside.

"Hi Hel, are you looking for something?"

"Wow…" Helena said turning her head and observing her.

Helena's eyes traced Barbara from top to bottom, she was wearing a stunning white blouse with dark green pants, a delicate necklace around her neck which made it so tempting to kiss, her red hair fell over her shoulders in a way that made her look so sexy and her eyes were stunning… as was her mouth.

"Do you approve?" Barbara asked amused. Helena's expression was so priceless, it made Barbara smile. Dick had never looked at her that way. "Hel?"

"Uh?" the brunette blinked.

"Do you like my outfit?"

"You look hot…"

Barbara chuckled. "Your look lovely in your dress."

"Like it?" Helena asked grinning.

"You could catch anyone's eye with that." The redhead said checking Helena's short boots with heels. Helena had chosen a stylish wild outfit, her bangs rebellious as always; much of her was portrayed in that outfit.

Helena cocked an eyebrow "Are you serious?"

"Of course, I'm sure many men would love to date you. But you are like a sailor, a lover in every port, or in your case, a lover in every bar."

"And coffee shops too, don't forget. Contrary to my reputation I'm pretty monogamous. So, I'm young, sexy, hot, I work, I'm single and I'm monogamous."

"Are you flirting with me?"

"Never." Helena smirked, winking to her "I'm just saying, I'm a good choice, think about it."

"I promise I will" Barbara smiled.

"Really?"

Barbara hit her playfully on her arm. "Come on. What are you looking for?"

"Some pain killers, I have a light headache."

"In the kitchen, second drawer."

"Let me take one and we will go Miss Gordon."

"Sure Miss Kyle."

The food was excellent, the wine so tasteful and Helena had been nice and funny all the night. Barbara observed the brunette talking, she had really changed so much, she looks so much like her mother; she could wear jeans, old shirts and even a towel as a dress, it didn't matter, she always seemed so stylish.

And when she took the time to use some make up and wear a good dress, she was stunning.

She noticed many looks directed at the young brunette all night and she seemed oblivious to them; Helena's interest was fixed on her and in some way it flattered her; Helena made her feel like a queen.

She chuckled when the brunette made a funny comment.

"Yes I remember you created that mess in the school." Barbara said smiling.

"It was not exactly a mess, it was part of my growth." Helena sipped a bit of her wine, her index finger playing with the rim of her cup. She observed the redhead, she always was elegant. Damn,if she chose to wear a newspaper as a dress, she would still look hot.

"Sure." The redhead narrowed her eyes at her. Helena really was charming when she wanted to be. She seemed so relaxed, so happy, her eyes had a special glow.

"I must say your culinary skills have improved incredibly, Barbara, since your last dinner."

"I told you but you and Dinah insisted I'm bad." The redhead pointed.

"Well, the last time you cooked," the young woman said crossing her arms over the table "we needed to buy a new stove."

"That was an accident." Barbara coughed and wiped the napkin over her lips.

"You are the only person that I know who can burn water while preparing coffee."

The redhead slapped Helena's shoulder playfully.

"Seriously, how did you prepare all that delicious food?" Helena asked crossing her arms on the table.

"I have my secrets. But…" she lifted her cup of wine "This dinner is spectacular too."

"Oh yea. This was definitely a great choice." Helena lifted her cup too "A toast to it."

"Thanks for it. I really love jazz, I didn't know this place played live music."

"I did my research."

"I hope you will join us in the annual Wayne Foundation Dance ball."

"I don't like to go to those events."

"I know, but it's important thar you go. You are Bruce's daughter."

"I didn't ask for it."

"But you are." Barbara said.

"Why do you want me to go? Dick will be your date."

"Of course, he is my boyfriend, but I think it will excellent if you came and supported us. We do social work and the Foundation needs founds."

The brunette leaned back against her chair and looked at her.

"And… I like your company, you are fun and… I enjoy the time I share with you."

Helena kept her gaze fixed on her.

"Please?" Barbara insisted.

"Do you want me to go?"

"I would love it."

"I'll go then." Helena moved back on her chair, she couldn't deny her anything.

"Excellent." A bright smile filled Barbara's face. The redhead arranged the napkin over her legs. "Now tell me… How do you feel now?"

"With you close to me, excellent." Helena sipped a bit of wine "And if you talk about my head, well, it is still working."

"Still with the same memories?"

"The same lovely and incredible memories." The brunette winked to her.

"I promise I will work on this until you feel fine again."

"I'm not sure I want forget it." Helena lifted her index finger "You always want to remember your best dreams, especially when it's with an incredible woman."

Barbara smiled lightly to her. "Flirting again?"

"Hard not do it when you are so close."

Helena's answer was so honest that Barbara couldn't say a word; it was strange, her flirting did not make her feel uncomfortable, it made her feel flattered. She played with her cup between her fingers for a few seconds listening the soft music before looking at the brunette.

"I have noticed you have been going out lately."

"You said I needed to reclaim my life." The brunette didn't look at her this time, her eyes stayed fixed on her fingers, caressing her cup.

"I have noticed it and that you are drinking too much." The redhead looked for the brunette's gaze.

"Nah…" Helena said shrugging her shoulders. "Just a bit."

"I have seen you. Stumbling against the furniture when you come back is not just a bit of alcohol."

Helena cocked her head and she finally met her eyes with hope in her soul. "Have you been waiting for me at night? Had you been looking for me?"

"I'm worried for you." Barbara said knowing the intention on the brunette's question. "You never used to drink that much."

"I'm just having a bit of fun." Helena exhaled, feeling disappointed at the answer and turning to her right to look at an old painting . She was sure it was "Carro de flores" by Diego Rivera. Her mother had taught her a lot about art. "I like to have fun."

"Why don't you have fun doing other things?" Barbara asked resting her hand over Helena's trying to get her full attention.

The brunette turned looking their hands, it felt so nice; she had missed her contact.

"Hel?" the redhead asked interrupting her thoughts.

"I'm meta Barbara, nothing will happen to me."

The older woman observed the reactions and expression of the dark haired woman. She noticed the sadness on her face. It had been present in her in the last weeks.

"This is affecting you a lot, right?" green eyes looked at blue ones.

"It's so hard is see you everyday knowing I can't be with you? It's like dying slowly everyday…"

"It was not real," Barbara cupped her cheek with her palm "I'm sorry Hel."

Helena leaned her face on her hand enjoying the touch.

"For me it was so real." She whispered moving her face reluctantly from Barbara's hand "I loved you as much as I love you now."

"Do you really think you have those feelings for me?"

"I don't think." Blue eyes fixed on hers with such intensity that made the redhead shiver "I'm sure of it. I'm fucking in love with you. I know what I feel for you and believe me, it was not the result of a blow to my head."

"But it can't be…" the redhead said.

"Why not?"

"I love Dick."

"You said that in my dream too, but in the end you chose me. You say that because you haven't tried to be with me." Helena smiled moving her hand back trying to sound light and not ruin the night, "I'm hot as hell, and sexy."

Barbara chuckled. "You are… You are very persistent."

"Are you mad for it?" Helena had her pupils fixed on the redhead. Damn she was so beautiful. She was sure she felt something for her, she could feel it in the way she looked at her, in her warm smile every time she saw her, it was something that was just in the air.

"You are good company." Barbara said to her, and she really meant it.

"Well, that's true." Helena placed her cup on the table and smirked.

"Helena," the redhead moved a lock of hair behind her ear. "Are you serious about living above the bar again?"

"Well," Helena said "Everyone needs their own space, you and Dick need space."

Barbara raised her eyebrow. "We are fine now. What makes you think we need 'space'?"

"Well, you two are together" Helena waved her hands "Maybe you two are thinking in… and I don't want be a nuisance and…"

"He is just my boyfriend," Barbara interrupted her "I haven't thought about the next step Helena. I'm not ready for it."

Blue eyes sparkled in hope. "You are not…?"

The redhead chuckled. "I don't think I'm the sort of woman who thinks about marriage and children and living happily ever after in a nice house with a garden full with flowers and lilacs."

"No?"

"Hel, look at me. Do you think I am the image of a perfect wife? I never will be. I'm a crimefighter, a vigilante."

"But above all that, a woman." Helena added. "A fantastic and incredible woman."

"But I don't have the time to think about having a normal life."

"I think you can do it." The brunette took her cup of wine and sipped it "You just need to believe in yourself. You need to have your own life, you need to live."

"I'm living." Barbara said.

"Can you call your life a life?" the brunette placed her cup on the table and cleaned her lips with her napkin.

"Of course."

"Do you call a life being behind a computer all day and in classes with annoying and noisy students with no more social life other than going out with Dick "moron" Grayson every time he has time?"

The redhead made a face at her. That was so unexpected and so aggressive.

"Would you like to try something different?"

"Different?" Barbara asked not knowing exactly what was inside Helena's mind.

The dark head happily nodded.

"Different as…?"

"Will you try?"

"Tell me what is it." Barbara lift her eyebrow.

"Come on." Helena said "Don't ask, just say yes and come with me."

"Where? It's late." Barbara asked feeling surprised at the question.

"What's the problem? We never sleep early anyway."

"Where are we going?"

"Just trust in me." Helena asked for the bill.

Barbara stayed in her place staring at her. "I haven't said yes."

Helena smirked. "Are you scared?"

"Why should I be?"

"Well, maybe you are."

"In your dreams." Barbara narrowed her eyes and took the napkin from her legs putting it on the table and asking for the check. "Let's go."

Helena drove the Hummer toward the Clocktower, Barbara noticed it, it was strange. She turned to see the brunette.

"We are going home."

"Don't be impatient." Helena drove inside the basement of the Clocktower and parked the oversized vehicle. She stepped down and went toward the lateral door to move Barbara's wheelchair close of her door.

"Hurry…" Helena said walking toward the end of the garage.

"What are we doing here?" Barbara asked moving to her chair.

"Wait a second." The brunette shouted in far corner.

Barbara leaned looking toward the brunette but it was dark, she couldn't see what she was doing. She heard some noises and after a few seconds Helena appeared with leather pants, a jacket and heavy boots pushing a motorcycle.

"What's that?" Barbara asked.

"A bike, what else?"

"I know it's a bike but where did you get it? It's different from the other one."

"I know; I needed to make some additions and this one was perfect. You have no idea how many bikes are at the manor, I just cleaned it and worked on it." Helena put the breaks off the bike.

"Did you go to the manor?" Barbara asked surprised, eyeing the vehicle.

"There is interesting stuff there." Helena opened the door of a cabinet against the wall and took out a leather jacket, she gave it to the redhead. "Let's go. Now it's your turn to drive."

"What?" Barbara gave her an incredulous look.

"We will go for a ride around the city.".

"Drive? Helena I can't!"

"Who says?" the dark haired woman put her leather gloves.

Barbara blinked. "But…"

"You said you would trust me, wear that jacket and let's go for a ride, I adjusted the seat and put a belt on it as you can see," Helena waved her hand toward the bike, "so you can drive it easily, and if you ask for your legs, I put a supports down, as the race bicycle pedals, so it wouldn't slip out."

Barbara lifted her eyebrow, this was a crazy idea.

"And," Helena finished adjusting her gloves and giving a pair to Barbara "I'll sit in the back seat, so I'll keep an eye on you to prevent you from running more than 55 miles per hour. Well, 65"

"Are you crazy?"

"People say that." She turned and took two helmets from the cabinet. "I still think they're exaggerating."

"Are you seriously thinking that I will drive that bike?"

"Why not?" You used to do it and I worked all the weekend adjusting the bike for you. It's very safe. I would never risk your life…or are you scared?"

"I'm not scared, it's just that… well…"

"Come on, I want to show you some cool places. You drive and I'll help you keep the balance with my body. It's easy…" Helena leaned close to the redhead, smiling "And you really know how you move."

Barbara blushed and hesitated and looked at the bike for a second. Helena really was serious, she had prepared the bike for her and she hadn't driven since… that night. She observed as the brunette went toward the cabinet and put a backpack on her back.

"What the hell…" she suddenly said and put her jacket on before lifting her hands to the brunette.

Helena smirked and helped her to sit on the bike. After that she moved back and observed Barbara adjust herself on the seat and her legs to the pedals. When she finished her preparations, Helena handed her the helmet.

"You can start the bike with the red button on the right side of the handlebar" Helena showed it to her. "Must I remind you how to ride the bike too?"

"I'm much better than you at riding a bike, young lady." Barbara put her helmet on her head.

"Prove it." Helena sat behind her and removed the breaks. She adjusted the helmet on her head.

Barbara pressed the start button, it felt amazing to feel the vibration of the bike on her hands, she had forgotten how exciting it was and the much she loved it.

"Very good engine." The redhead said.

"Of course, I worked on it."

"How do you know about mechanics?"

"I'm bad at cooking but excellent at working with motors and much better than you at driving bikes." Helena put her hands on Barbara's waist.

"I don't think so." The redhead smirked and pressed the accelerator.

They stormed out of the garage .

"Wow." Helena said laughing "You are a mad driver."

They moved at high speed into the dark streets of the city; Barbara smiled, she had missed this. She really had forgotten how exciting it was to feel the speed, the motor of the bike humming under her. For a second she forgot she was disabled; Helena really knew how to move, she was smooth and helped her to balance the bike in the way she wanted, taking her to the places she wanted. It was as if she could read her mind.

She felt free again.

She increased the speed of the bike and moved toward the highway, weaving between the cars and trucks.

Helena wrapped her arms around Barbara's waist. It was so nice to feel her so close. She had missed her like hell at nights, their usual talks, their intimate moments.

Barbara was driving wildly on the streets, she didn't want to imagine how it could be when she was Batgirl.

"Let's go to the hills." Helena said. pointing to a road to her right.

The redhead turned the vehicle as she was told and moved toward the empty road. The brunette took her to a lonely spot where the whole city could be seen. Barbara stopped the bike. Helena lowered her leg to support them and put down the side stand while removing her helmet.

"Well what do you think?"

The redhead removed her helmet and looked around, the view was spectacular. "It's fantastic. When did you find this place?"

"Months ago, I really love it." Helena removed the backpack and opened it, she took out a blanket and spread it over the grass. After that, she helped the redhead to dismount from the bike. They sat looking at the dark night.

"This place is really heavenly." Barbara said.

"Our private heaven, far from all the city craziness.."

"I'm glad you found it."

"I always finding interesting places and things, by the way…" The brunette leaned close to her and gave her a restaurant ticket that she took out her pocket "Next time hide your purchases in a good place and not in the kitchen trash can."

Barbara blushed looking the ticket.

"I'm glad you bought it, it means you care for us, not wanting to kill us with your culinary skills."

"Did you tell Dinah?" Barbara asked nervously.

"Nope, don't worry." Helena said amused "I'll keep your secret safe."

"When did you find out?"

"The next morning."

Barbara looked at the ticket. She should have burnt it. Heavens. But how she could know Helena would find it?

"Hey Red." Helena smiled at her while leaning on her to support her weight "Don't worry, I'll not say a word, I promise. Do you know? In my "fantasy" you liked going out with me."

Barbara observed her, the brunette was staring at the stars above her.

"We would play pool," Helena said "we do some bowling too; you like to listen to music at a bar and just talk or sometimes we would go out for a ride on a bike and just go from one place to another, like now." The brunette smiled at her "Of course there are concerts too, you like going to concerts on the friday of every month, we play cards with your dad and Dinah and we play until late just talking and enjoying the time."

"You do many things you don't like, like going to concerts."

"Oh, we go to places you like and we go to places I enjoy the things you like. It's an exchange." "Sounds like a good deal."

"More than a deal, you make me learn to appreciate things that I didn't before."

"You talk as if you had really done it, and you are not exactly a fan of classical music."

"You love Handel."

"Yes, maybe you should try to learn more about classic and not just in your dreams."

the brunette folded her legs and held them between her arms turning to look at the redhead.

"Handel's compositions include operas, trios and duets, numerous arias, chamber music and organ concerts. His most famous work, the oratorio Messiah with its "Hallelujah" chorus."

"Impressive," Barbara said amused "I'm glad you learnt more about it, do you know what's the characteristic of his music?" she asked taunting her.

"Sure, you told me once it was the trombones, clarinets, cornets, viola da gamba, bell chimes, organ, harp."

"Now you will say that you know Mendelssohn."

"He wrote piano and organ music."

"You really surprise me Hel."

"I love to surprise you always Red." Helena winked to her "I specially love his String Quartet No. 6 in F."

The redhead lift her right eyebrown with interest. "Why?"

"It has intense emotions. The turmoil and angst of the opening tremolos in the first movement reflect the intense feelings he must have been feeling after his sister died. He wrote it for her, he was extremely fond of his sister, the news came to him as a blow. I think that music reflects what I felt when mom died…"

Barbara couldn't believe what she was hearing, she stared at her in silence. Helena had never shown much interest in classical music, in fact she always refused to go to concerts, giving lame excuses. Helena chuckled and looked at the redhead's incredulous face and at the same time, the pleasure she could read in her features knowing she liked that she really had an interest in her 'interests'.

"Where did you learn all that?"

"I'm not so dumb Barbara, I know about it but you taught me to love all that things in "my fantasy" and I really enjoyed learning more about it because it means I will know you much more."

"I think you are confusing reality and your "fantasy" " the redhead smiled gently at her "What exactly do you remember? Do you remember when Quinzel attacked the ClockTower? About Wade?"

"Yes, it was hard for me, I felt responsible for his death for a long time. A few months later Dick appeared,. When he appeared I realized I was jealous, I felt he was an intruder in our lives. He began to be charming with you, to be nice."

"Yes, he did it, I remember it."

Helena sighed, "And then he proposed to you and it pissed me off… and mostly because he.. well.. he was not giving you your place... I just watched you two, I saw you crying for you and I thought: 'If she was mine, she will be my princess'. And it was when it hit me, Why not? And I tried to win your heart… and I won," she winked to the redhead "It was wonderful."

"You still talk as If it had happened and obviously It hasn't," Barbara said smiling gently at her "I think that is where your idea about you and me started."

"Still hard to believe it was just a dream." Helena looked the redhead, her soft perfume filled her nostrils, she looked as beautiful as always and she needed all her strength not to lean in and steal a kiss from her lips. She wanted so much to touch her, to trace her body with her lips, to feel her trembling beneath her hands.

"We will fix things."

"Nah… I love this mess in my head with you in it."

Barbara put her hand on Helena's back and rubbed it gently. Helena closed her eyes a brief second, definitely that touch didn't help to hold her libido in check.

"I don't want to hurt you." she said. She wished everything could be back to normal. Helena was a good girl who had a hard life. She didn't want things to be difficult for her.

"You are so sweet Hel, thanks," Barbara exhaled looking at her cup of wine "but I don't want create false expectations in you. I don't want to hurt you."

"You don't." Helena said "I just think that if I could win your heart once, I can do it twice."

Barbara looked her.

"Whatever you say, it was not a dream."

"Hel…"

The brunette leaned close to the redhead and whispered something that made the redhead turn serious and in a few seconds blush. Helena sat again on her chair smiling.

Barbara looked her stunned.

"How could you…?" she mumbled trying to understand what she had just said, it was so intimate.

"I told you I had been with you."

"No wait, that's impossible…"the redhead moved her head, that possibility had been dismissed. It was absurd she could…

"Another answer is that maybe I read minds like Dinah." Helena interrupted her thoughts

"Wait Helena, what you are suggesting is impossible."

The brunette chuckled noticing that Barbara couldn't hide her discomfort. "I'm not suggesting, I said that I know you, that I had been with you. I told you, I'm sure it was not a dream."

"But…."

"Some nights in my reality, I spent it wide awake, just watching you sleep." Helena said bending her legs and holding it between her arms resting her chin on her knees. She wanted to open her heart to let Barbara see inside her. "In the afternoons when I'm at home and you are out working, I loved to stay in our bed holding your pillow, smelling you. When you arrive tired, you would lie on the couch, we would watch Tv while you would lie with your back on me while I hold you by your waist."

"All this is just in your mind." Barbara said softly.

"Are you sure?"

Barbara didn't know what to answer, she just stared at her in silence.

"Well," Helena kept talking, "in that imaginative life I had, you were full of life and vibrant, you loved to go out climbing with me, to snorkel, to ride a bike. You loved being a crimefighter but you loved to live too."

Barbara felt disturbed, disconcerted, Helena was talking to her in a way she didn't expect, she felt nude, it was awkward. It was as If she could read her mind. She couldn't understand how the brunette could know that detail she had just whispered to her. It must be a causality, or maybe she knew her so well, but it was absurd.

The gears of her analytical mind tried to find a logical answer to what was happening unsucessfully. This needed to have a logical explanation.

"Barbara, " Helena asked softly "Did I really abandon you and Dinah?"

The redhead nodded brushing her hair back still feeling disconcerted by Helena's words.

"Why?"

Barbara tried to clear her thoughts, she took a moment before organizing her and answered.

"I don't know, you never said why, your mood just turned nasty." Helena noticed the beautiful redhead's features were filled with a shadow of sadness "It was impossible to talk with you, you were really aggressive. I never could understand why." Barbara bit her lower lip "And one day you said you wanted to work alone. I couldn't understand why… You ducked my calls and when I finally could see you, it was just… bad."

"Why bad?" Helena asked turning to see her.

"I prefer not to talk about it…"

"But…"

"It still hurts, Helena." Barbara interrupted her, the sincerity on her words made Helena feel ashamed of something she couldn't remember doing. "You really hurt me…"

"I'm sorry." Helena took her hand between hers "I'm sorry if I did something that hurt you."

Green eyes found blue. "The important thing now is that you are back."

Helena moved forward and buried her nose in soft red hair inhaling Barbara's scent, she felt her heart beating hard in her chest; she had missed her contact with the redhead, missed feeling her so close. She just wanted stay there forever.

"I miss you so much." She whispered.

"I missed you too." The redhead said.

"I love you so much."

"Hel…" Barbara moved back and cupped her cheek with her palm; her face so close to her that she thought she could count her eyelashes "you know it was a dream."

"Why can't you see me?" The young woman leaned into the caress, closing her eyes. Slowly she opened her eyes and fixed her eyes on her.

The redhead felt enveloped in her warm look.

"How would I know so many things about you?" Helena whispered "About us?"

"I… I… don't know what to say…"

"I close my eyes and I can see you in my arms," Helena lifted her hand and caressed the redhead's hair, it was so soft "How is it I can still feel your skin against mine? How is it I can still taste you on my lips?"

Barbara was hypnotized by Helena's gaze; she was so beautiful; she was so full of need and love. No one had looked at her like that; she felt her soul moving, her heart beating fast. She looked so vulnerable, it was like a wild cougar becoming a house cat; she felt tempted, so tempted to…

Helena moved forward and pressed her lips against hers. Suddenly it was as if the only people in the world were just she and her. It was as If nothing else existed, it was a perfect moment - the soft breeze on her hair, the magic night covering them, the perfect silence surrounding them. The caress was so soft, so tender, so sweet that the redhead melted under it; it was electric, overwhelming.

Suddenly the redhead jerked back. This couldn't be happening, this was wrong.

"I'm sorry…" she whispered.

"I'm not." Helena looked her drowsy. Now, that had been a kiss.

"I'm sorry Helena." Barbara brushed her hair back nervous. "We shouldn't…"

"You felt it."

"This was... I…" Barbara avoided her look. She didn't understand what had just happened, she had kissed Helena, that had been so wrong.

"You felt it."

"Hel," Barbara raised her palm in front of her trying to create a distance between her and Helena, she tried to sound rational and calm. "This shouldn't have to happen."

"But it happened." Was Helena's simple answer.

The brunette's smile was bright; Barbara felt disconcerted, the girl looked so cute.

She blinked.

"Wait…" Barbara took a deep breath closing her eyes a brief second. What the hell was happening to her? Okay, definitely Helena was trying to confuse her and she was succeeding. Now, she needed to clear her mind and to think.

Helena was amused at the reaction from the redhead, she had definitely liked it.

"You liked it." Helena said.

"Wait, just wait a minute." Barbara raised both of her hands "Helena, this is not right."

"But you liked it."

"Yes… No!! Wait…"

"Do you like it or not?." Helena crossed her arms and fixed her eyes on her. "I loved it."

"The point is…" the redhead tried to find the correct words "it's not about whether I liked it or not."

"So, what is it about?"

"I'm trying to say that we shouldn't have kissed."

"Ignore that," the brunette said "Now, tell me, did you like it or not."

"Helena, We shouldn't have kissed." Barbara waved her hands trying to make her understand.

"Why not? I like you, you like me."

Green eyes opened wide, she again mouthed not finding the words until she finally could pronounce it. "Who says I like you?"

"They way you look me, not to mention the way you kissed me."

"I didn't…"

Helena raised her eyebrow.

"Well," Barbara cleared her throat, "I kissed you but…"

Helena stood up cleaning her pants. "I'm just asking If you liked it, and noticing your nervousness and your lack of a coherent response" she leaned whispering to her "I assume you loved the kiss as much as me."

Barbara looked her stunned.

"Hel, I… I don't want you think I…." Now, this was so embarrassing.

"Barbara, I just happen to think that you are the most beautiful and amazing woman in the world. I never would think anything bad about you." Helena smiled at her, she remembered Barbara having the same reaction the first time she kissed her. Suddenly an idea hit her. She stared at the redhead and narrowed her eyes.

"Hel?" Barbara asked noticing the strange expression in the brunette's eyes.

"Barbara, what If what I have in my head is not my imagination or something that my head created?" the young woman asked.

"Excuse me?"

"What If I'm looking at the future?"

"What?"

"Imagine that the ideas in my head are not my imagination, imagine they are glimpses into the future."

Barbara mouthed not finding a word to say. She shook her head. "No, it can't be."

"Why not?" Helena said sitting on her knees looking her. "What I remember when I lived with you was so real."

"You haven't lived with me." Barbara lifted her eyebrow.

"But maybe I will."

Barbara rubbed her temples with her fingers. What Helena was suggesting was totally absurd. "Helena, that's not possible."

"Why not?"

"I date people of the opposite sex."

"You said that too about kissing."

The redhead blushed.

Helena didn't want push too much, she extended her hand to her "Wanna a lift? Time to go."

The redhead raised her arms to her.

Helena lifted her easily, Barbara wrapped her arms around her neck and felt as If electricity ran between them. It was a strange sensation. Her eyes locked on the brunette's.

"Thanks for this night." Helena said smiling and transferring the redhead to the motorcycle, "I enjoyed it a lot."

Barbara tried to concentrate on her school work unsuccessfully, the memories of the night before shared with Helena filled her thoughts. She really had enjoyed the dinner, it had been exquisite, and the talk with her young partner, enjoyable. Helena was really good company, she knew her so well, sometimes it was as if she knew what she was thinking. The music, the wine, had been very nice.

Helena made her realize that she could go beyond her own limits.

The ride was fantastic. The sensation of the bike's vibration under her hands, the wind, feel Helena's firm hold on her. It had been exciting and incredible.

Her mind had flown back to her years as Batgirl, riding her bike was something she loved, much more maybe than swinging between buildings. She loved the speed, the feel of the wind on her face. The smell of the cold night, the trees.

She had felt so free, so alive again.

The day had seemed longer than usual, she checked her watch often and she didn't realize it until a friend at the teacher's room asked her If she had an appointment. It was then she realized she wanted her work at school finished as soon as possible.

Earlier, she had gone to lunch with Dick and they had a strong discussion…again. Things weren't working well. She rubbed her eyes with her hand. She wanted this to work but her efforts were not successful.

After that, all she wanted was to go back home and see Helena She made her feel relaxed, amused. And after the kiss… she didn't want her to misunderstand their relationship. She needed to talk to her. She just wanted to see her for that.

Yes, just for that.

When she arrived at the Clocktower, she had expected to see the brunette around, but she was not there. She then went to the penthouse.

The penthouse was quiet. She wheeled inside and looked around.

"I'm home. Helena? Dinah?" she left her briefcase on the table and removed her coat, wondering where the brunette could be.

She drummed her fingers over the table and stared at the closest wall.

Taking a deep breath, she wondered why she couldn't stop thinking about the night before? It was just a mistake. She had let the moment guide her.

But, to be honest she had enjoyed the night… and the kiss.

It hadn't just been the moment, she had to admit.

Helena's constant flirting was disturbing her. What was happening? There was a strange mix of emotions flowing inside her.

Barbara touched her lips with her hand. Heavens, it was something that made her feel happy and disturbed,

Why had she enjoyed the caress? She was totally straight. Well the truth is Helena is a good kisser, excellent. And the fact that she appreciates a good kiss doesn't mean she could be involved in a romantic relationship. And most of all with a woman.

To be specific, Helena.

Yes, that is a logical fact.

And it had been enjoyable because she was a good friend that she appreciated.

That was all.

Yes.

"Hey Barbara." The young teenager appeared suddenly surprising her, she jumped slightly in her seat. "How are you?"

"Hi Dinah, fine."

"Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you." The young woman stood next to her.

"No, no, I was just… thinking:" the redhead observed her, she was wearing a nice blouse and a mini skirt. "Are you going somewhere?"

"Yes, Rock concert remember?." She waved toward the door "I'm go out with Gabby."

"Oh sure, sure, I had forgotten."

"You look upset."

"Just a bad day… I had a small argument with Dick."

"Again? I'm sorry."

"It's fine, don't worry." Barbara said and touched the girl's arm "Go to your concert and have fun."

"How was your dinner with Helena last night?"

"Uhh… fine, she was fun. I think she will recover her full memory in a short time."

"She is flirting with you." Dinah said looking her nails.

"Uh… Is she?"

Dinah glared to the redhead. "Barbara I'm a teenager, but I'm not stupid."

"All right, yes," Barbara waved her hands "Yes, she is flirting but I think this is part of the process, when she recovers her full memory she will forget this."

"I don't her to hurt you again."

"She never will hurt me."

"She already did it." The girl sat next to the redhead.

Barbara brushed her hair back with her hand. "Dinah, it was in the past. She is back and is very different, she's changed."

"And she thinks she is in love with you." Dinah said "She is flirting with you and you like it."

"No, you must be…"

"Barbara, I'm not blind. Don't lie to yourself. I never see you laughing so hard when she was gone. I only see you laughing or being happy when Helena is around."

"Dinah…"

"It's true, you are so relaxed, your face, your mood changes. Helena loves you so much and you love Helena more I guess, but be careful, you have never been involved in a relationship with some one of your same sex and …"

"Dinah, " Barbara raised her hand "wait, I will never be involved romantically with Helena, that's absurd. I promise you I will talk to her and stop this right now. I don't want her to create an illusion about something that can never be."

Dinah exhaled. She was sure Barbara was not being honest with her and with herself; whatever, only time will tell what will happen.

"Well, see you later." the blonde smiled and walked toward the door. The redhead observed her and when the girl pressed the button she raised her hand.

"Dinah."

"Yes?"

Barbara hesitated a few seconds before ask. "Have you… seen Helena?"

"She has a headache, she said she will be in her room."

"Headache?"

"Yes, she told me she's had it all day." The young woman disappeared behind the elevator doors. "She must be sleeping right now See you."

"See you." The redhead bit her lips and kept thinking a few seconds before she opened her briefcase and took out some homework by her students to check.

She tried to focus in her work. What Dinah thought was absurd. Yes, definitely she needed talk with Helena and stop this. With a pen she began to correct the homework and to fix some mistakes on it.

She was so absorbed in her task that she didn't check the time. When she noticed it, she had been working for two hours. She rubbed her temples and placed her pen on the table. She looked at her watch again.

Helena had been in her room a long time; Dinah had said she would be sleeping and that she had a headache. Maybe she needed to keep an eye on her, lately she had been suffering from a lot of headaches. It could be the stress.

She moved back and wheeled toward the young woman's bedroom. The door was closed.

She knocked on the door and didn't hear an answer; she knocked again and waited patiently. The young woman was probably sleeping.

She moved her chair a few inches back and stopped.

But maybe she was really sick.

She knocked again. When she didn't hear an answer, she turned the handle slowly.

"Helena?" she asked looking inside. The room was in darkness.

She could see the brunette lying on her side on the bed holding a pillow..

"Helena? May I come in?"

"I'm fine…" the girl said softly "Migraine."

"Did you take pills?" Barbara wheeled toward her and stopped her chair at her side.

"Yea… but still hurts as hell…"

Barbara extended her hand and touched the brunette's forehead.

"My God, you are burning." Barbara moved her hand to touch her cheek and neck "You have a fever…"

"…I have?"

"Yes you have." She took a thermometer from her pocket

"You are not going to use it in my ass, right?" Helena asked with low voice half opening her eyes.

"I know you will love it, but now is not the moment, open your mouth."

The brunette obeyed and closed her eyes again. Barbara put the thermometer in her mouth, "You need a cold shower."

The redhead hurried toward the bathroom and began to fill the tub with lukewarm water. She know it was excellent for headaches and helped to decrease it.

Barbara returned to Helena's side. She moved her hand and brushed the dark hairs of Helena's head to the side and checked the temperature in the thermometer.

"Heavens." She said worried "you are burning, 104°F, I need to lower your temperature."

Helena didn't hear what she said, she felt tired and sick.

"Came on," Barbara patted her arm "Stand up, you need take a bath."

The dark haired woman stirred and slowly sat on the bed. "I feel like shit Barbara." She whispered.

"I know, the bath will help you. Come on."

"Helena, stand up." Barbara moved her "Come on, I need you up. I prepared you a bath."

The dark haired woman sat up on the bed with her eyes closed, she felt like shit. Barbara helped her to stand. Barbara felt guilty for an instant, and she felt her breathless when Helena disrobed; she was so beautiful.

Helena stepped into the tub half asleep, Barbara brushed her hair and touching her cheeks, checking her until the fever began to subside.

"This will help you," Barbara said giving her some pills to swallow "you will be fine in a few hours."

Helena didn't crack her usual jokes, it mean the girl feel really bad. She gave her some pills and after thirty minutes she asked her go out the tub.

After a long bath, Barbara helped her to dry herself; she always helped her when she was hurt, but this time was different.

She moved her hands with the towel not just for drying, she let her fingers touch and feel Helena's skin, firm muscles on her thin form. She let her fingers explore and recognize the brunette's body. She never saw her in this way, she felt butterflies in her stomach.

Barbara blushed and moved her hands back when she noticed what she was doing.

She gave tea to the brunette and asked her to drink a few glasses of water before tucking her in the bed and covering her with a thin blanket. The girl didn't protest, she obeyed not saying a word. She checked her temperature again; it seemed the shower had worked, it had decreased to101°F.

She stayed there checking the brunette's temperature. After a few minutes she noticed the temperature began to increase again, the young woman began to sweat.

Barbara wet a towel in some cold water and put it over the brunette's forehead. She kept it there and after a long hour she cupped the brunette's cheek and was pleased to notice Helena's temperature was returning to normal.

She let her fingers caress the soft dark hair. The brunette stirred and opened her eyes.

"You should be resting…" she said sleepily.

"I'm fine. How are you feeling?" Barbara asked softly, smiling at her.

"In heaven… with you here…" Helena took the redhead's hand with her fingers and moved it to her lips and kissed it "Thanks."

"Anything for you…."

"…love you." The young woman said resting her cheek on her hand before she fell asleep again.

Barbara felt moved. She looked at their joined hands and with her thumb caressed the brunette's cheek. She liked be close of the young woman, that was a fact.

A fact that still made her very confused.

The door opened. She moved back her hand. Dinah walked inside.

"Hey… She is still sick?"

"She has fever but now she is fine…"" Barbara smiled moving back.

"Fever?" the teenager asked surprised.

"Yes, very high. Thankfully she is fine now. I'm hungry, can you please keep an eye on her a few minutes?"

"Sure… sure…" Dinah said nodding.

"You returned early." Barbara said wheeling toward the door.

"Early? It's two o'clock in the morning." The blonde said.

"That late? I didn't notice the time…" Barbara said stopping her wheelchair at the door and massaging her back head with her hand.

"You never notice the time when you are with her." The blonde smiled.

The redhead glared to her.

"Well," Dinah shrugged her shoulders "It's true."

Barbara rolled her eyes.

"Listen…" the blonde walked toward her and closed the door behind her "I know it's none of my business but… " she crossed her arms "Why do you keep dating Dick, Barbara? You argue with him all the time, you are always stressed or upset because of him."

"We are fine, it's just.." Barbara moved her head.

"Every time you go out with Dick, you end up sad, upset and in a bad mood. You need to think if this is what you want." Dinah pressed her lips and waved her hands "Just think about it."

The teen opened the door and walked inside the room. Barbara stayed in her place with her mouth open not saying a word.

She shook her head and moved straight to the kitchen.

Barbara was finishing her makeup and was looking for a good lipstick. Tonight was the New Gotham dance ball. The most important people in the city will be there.

Helena had been doing fine, after the bad night she had, she had been recovering well, sleeping almost all day. She smiled to herself. Helena was as a lazy cat, she loved to sleep until late.

And then she remembered the kiss.

It had been something awkward and nice.

She shook her head, how could she let Helena kiss her? What was she thinking?

She still couldn't understand it.

And on the other hand there was Dick, the arguments with him began to be a daily routine and it was turning her mad. Why was he so jealous? That was annoying, especially his insistence in trying to control her life.

She exhaled and chose a lipstick. She examined herself in the mirror.

She almost jumped in place when she saw Helena's reflection in it. She was standing at the door looking at her wearing sweatpants and an oversized NYPD sweater.

Barbara turned her head. "What are you doing here?"

"Uh… sorry… your door was half opened and… I" the brunette said, her eyes dropped to the redhead's figure, she looked stunning in her sleeveless dark green dress with her hair falling over her shoulders "…I was going to knock but… well, you look so beautiful that I just… I just was looking at how gorgeous you are."

Barbara smiled "Thank you."

"I'm serious… you look so beautiful."

"You should be resting," Barbara said "you were very sick last night."

"Not that much." The brunette closed the door behind her and walked to her standing at her side, she bent her face close to hers. Barbara thought she would kiss her and felt butterflies in her stomach.

Helena smiled and whispered in a suggestive tone: "Touch me."

The redhead swallowed and it took her a few seconds react and touch the young woman's face with her palm.

"You are right…" she mumbled "You are doing fine but… you… you should be resting."

"Well, I missed you." Helena said softly.

"You are flirting again." The redhead raised her eyebrow.

Helena smirked and moved back. "Me? Never. Why do you think that?" she waved toward the bed. "May I sit?"

"Sure." Barbara took a lipstick and moved it over her lips.

"Not that one." Helena said moving next to her, she checked inside the drawer and chose another - a red one, "This one is perfect for you and your dress.".

Barbara took it and painted her lips. It seemed Helena was right, the color was perfect.

"What is bothering you?" Helena said sitting on the bed.

"Nothing, why?"

"Sure, and I finished the University, come on."

Barbara moved her head making her hair move back. It caught Helena's full attention, she always found that movement toooo sexy. Well, whatever Barbara did was too sexy.

"It's nothing Helena, just a few personal issues," Barbara said "but I'm fine."

"Did you argue with Dick again?"

"Why do you say that?"

"Every time you argue with him you have that face."

"Me? No… I…" the redhead turned to see her.

Helena chuckled. "I know you."

"We're just having a bad moment. All couples have bad moments."

"Will you go with him tonight?"

"Well, he is my boyfriend."

Helena scratched her head with her left hand. "I don't know why that guy wastes his time arguing with you all time. He should enjoy the time he is with you."

"It's normal that we argue," Barbara explained turning her wheelchair to look at her, "All couples argue sometimes."

"You two argue all the time." Helena smirked leaning closer to the redhead. "You should enjoy the time with him, not return home with a headache."

"Relationships are not easy Hel."

"Anything it's easy, but you must try."

Barbara narrowed her eyes "I didn't know you were a romantic."

"Oh, I am and very…" the brunette fixed her eyes on her "You should try me."

The redhead chuckled.

"Well, you already did it…" she winked to her.

Barbara felt her face changing of color. "Hel… I…." she lowered her head feeling embarassed "about that…"

"It was just a kiss don't worry... But I really enjoyed it. And you?"

"Helena, I don't…"

"Are you afraid?" the brunette interrupted. She knew Barbara was not rejecting her, Barbara had enjoyed the kiss too, she had felt her reaction that night. That kiss had been incredible, no one can kiss like that if they didn't feel something.

"Afraid?" Barbara mumbled, feeling Helena's thumb moving softly on the back of her hand.

"To say what you felt."

"I'm not afraid." The redhead defended herself.

"Tell me then, did you like it?" Blue eyes fixed on her.

Helena had cornered her, she was very persistent. No way to escape. Barbara exhaled.

"It was that bad?" Helena asked opening her eyes wide noticing Barbara's silence.

The older woman couldn't restrain a soft laugh at the expression on the brunette's face. "It was nice."

"Oh…" Helena said relieved "Good to hear that… but... Just nice or very nice?"

It seemed Helena was not going to give up; Barbara knew she needed to make her face the truth, and it would be difficult.

"Indeed, very nice. But…"

"When I kissed you, I felt that I was in heaven." Helena said "I felt I didn't need anything else in my life, just you."

Barbara swallowed, Helena's gaze was so intense, she really made her feel nervous. Definitely Helena was having an effect on her that was not appropriate. "Hel, this is not right…"

"What is not right?"

This will be hard, she didn't want to hurt her. But someone needed to think clearly. She looked her straight in her eyes, it were a bright blue, sparkling she would say. Helena was a very beautiful woman, and she had enjoyed the kiss, she enjoyed being with her, she missed Helena when she was not around; she made her feel so alive. But it would never work for so many reasons.

"You know…" she finally whispered.

"To feel love?" Helena cocked her head.

"Helena, you know there are…"

"Explain something to me, Barbara." The brunette said softly, "It's hard for me to understand. According to people it is okay to date a man, even if he hits you or shouts at you or treats you like shit. But If you date a woman it's wrong, no matter if she gives you everything and that she treats like a queen. Why? Why is the sex of a person more important than her heart or her feelings?"

"Is not that Hel…"

"What is it then?" the brunette looked at her with puppy dog eyes.

"I don't want to ruin our friendship, I'm with Dick and I'm fine and…"

"He cannot see you Barbara."

"Why?" the redhead asked almost with a whisper.

"Why?"

"Why do you love me Hel? I have never done anything to…"

"Because I can see you."

The tone of Helena's voice was so soft, so tender, that Barbara felt her heart clench. She locked her eyes on bright blue pupils.

"If you were mine, you would be my everything."

"I'm not perfect Helena."

"And I love you for it. You don't have any idea how wonderful you are, and sexy…"

"Sexy?" the redhead chuckled "Come on."

"You are," Helena stood up and bent in front of her resting her hands on the wheelchair arms "You are very sexy, it's so natural. The way you move, the way you talk." Helena fixed her blue pupils on Barbara's, she had really wonderful green eyes "the way you move your eyeglasses up your nose when you are working at Delphi, heck, it's damn sexy."

Barbara cocked her head and observed the brunette with amusement. She hoped that she didn't notice how nervous she was to have her so close. "You are not serious."

"I am. The way you lick your lips, it's wow… When you move your head to throw your hair back showing your neck… You are hot."

"Helena.." Barbara said blushing lowering her head.

"You are… you need to believe in yourself." Helena whispered and lifted her hand to brush some strands of Barbara's hair behind her ear.

"I believe in myself."

"You trust your brain, your intelligence but not your image, not how you are physically, and you are an incredibly beautiful woman." The dark haired woman used her index finger to trace the redhead's face "Your eyes are of a deep green that are as bright as gems when you laugh; you can't hide what you are feeling. One look atf you and I know if you are happy, angry, confused."

Barbara felt trapped under Helena's tender gaze, her voice was soft; gentle. The redhead felt her heart beating so fast that she was afraid the brunette could feel it.

"But your heart is even more beautiful. You risk your life to help people that you will never know, you give everything to save people who will never thank you.. You are prettier than you think, believe me, I wish you could see it and understand how beautiful you are in every sense."

"Hel…" Barbara cupped the brunette's cheek with her palm "You are so sweet."

Helena covered the redhead's hand with hers and turned her face to kiss her palm.

It was as if suddenly everything was in slow motion. Helena leaned in and brushed her lips against hers.

The touch was soft.

She closed her eyes feeling her soft breath against her skin, she could smell Helena's sweet essence.

This couldn't be.

Helena just brushed her lips over hers in a soft caress. Barbara shivered under the touch, she felt butterflies in her stomach.

But it could…

She moaned when she felt the tip of a warm tongue tracing the line between her lips. She couldn't hold in her feelings anymore and she kissed the young woman back.

This was a risk.

Helena continued her slow caress, not pushing deeper, letting her set the pace. Barbara shivered and she let her hand rest on Helena's cheek. The feeling of those velvet lips against her was magic.

It was worth the risk.

She asked the brunette for entrance and the young woman purred happily, opening her mouth to her. Her tongue touched the brunette's and sparks filled her mind, her own moan surprising her.

This was not a risk, this was heaven.

Barbara let her feelings flow out. She cupped the back of the brunette's head with her hand and pulled her against her.

Helena's tender touches made her feel sensations she never imagined.

The brunette found it hard to contain her need to consume the other woman. The feel of her tongue teasing, dancing in her was overwhelming.

Barbara lost herself in the perfect melding of their mouths. She felt her emotions flowing freely and losing all her inhibitions, she stroked deeply, Helena tasted so wonderful, she wanted more.

The caress was long, sweet, intense. After long seconds Barbara drew back breathless.

It was then she realized Helena had straddled her and was sitting on her lap.

Helena half opened her eyes and the redhead marveled at the intense feral eyes. Many emotions rushed through her body; Helena was wild and sweet, an intense mix that excited her.

Barbara trapped her lips again to steal another long and wonderful kiss.

This time Helena moved her arms and wrapped it around the other woman's back; she was not dreaming, Barbara was kissing her.

She let her hands trace the other woman's back, feel her under her fingers trying to convince herself this was real.

She was lost in sensations, flavors, feelings, emotions, she was sure this was not the first time she had kissed her, she felt she had kissed her before, she recognized her taste, her movements. She had missed her contact, she needed her so much.

When the kiss ended, the brunette closed her eyes and rested her forehead against Barbara's.

"This is not right." The redhead whispered.

"Why not? You love me, I feel it."

"This will never work…" Barbara moved her head "I'm sorry Helena."

Helena lifted her hand and caressed Barbara's hair "I'm not."

"No Hel… I…"

Knocking on the door distracted their attention.

"Barbara? Are you there?"

Helena jumped back when she heard Dinah's voice and the door opening.

"You should use this lipstick." Helena said taking the object from the dressing table and handed it to the redhead.

"Yes." Barbara moved her hand and touched the brunette's staring at her a few seconds. "It's.. perfect…"

"Dick's here." Dinah said.

Helena looked at the blonde and the redhead, who avoided her gaze by turning toward the mirror to paint her lips.

"He looks pretty handsome tonight." Dinah said walking inside the room.

The redhead observed the teenager through the mirror, "You look pretty Dinah."

"Oh thanks." The blonde turned around showing her new dress. "How do you feel Helena?"

"Better, Barbara was checking on me just now."

"I think that it's best that you stay home." Barbara said "You should be fully recovered tomorrow morning."

Helena looked at her not saying a word.

"It's late Barbara, let's go."

"Yes." The redhead looked the brunette "Please rest. I'll see you tomorrow."

"Yeah."

Barbara wheeled out the door, when she disappeared behind it, Dinah slapped the brunette's arm.

"Hey!" Helena protested.

"You said you won't flirt with her again!" Dinah whispered to prevent Barbara from overhearing "And now you were kissing her!!! What are you thinking??"

"How do you know?"

"You didn't lock the door!! I needed to close it again and knock!!"

"Uhh… I didn't hear you…"

"Of course not, you were very busy." the blonde said waving her hands "Let her be happy!"

"I want her to be happy! It pisses me off how Dick is just playing with her." Helena said to her "I love her Dinah."

"You said it and she kissed you?"

"No… I looked at her, she looked at me and we kissed, that's all."

"And what did she say? Did she say she loves you?"

"No! But no one who is not in love can kiss like she did to me."

"You've never kissed her before, you can't know."

"Well…" the brunette shrugged her shoulders.

"The dreams don't count." Dinah lifted her index finger.

"I'm not referring to the dreams, I kissed her last night too…"

"What?" Dinah hit Helena's arm with her palm again "Are you crazy?"

"It was not my fault!!" the brunette said "She was looking at me, I was looking at her and then… we… we just kissed."

"Oh God!" the blonde covered her face with her hands "Everytime you look at her, you kiss her??""

"When you stepped inside, technically she was kissing me."

Dinah raised her eyebrow.

"I gave the first kiss but the second one was hers, she pulled me against her."

"Hel, you need think about what are you doing." Dinah exhaled and took the brunette's hand between hers.

"I love her. I'll die for her, my heart beats just for her."

The blonde stared at her stunned.

"Don't look at me like that, it's true." Helena said "I love her. I don't know what I was before you found me in that alley, but now, now I'm sure about my love for her."

"This… is very complicated. She is Dick's girlfriend."

"I know." Helena brushed her hair back "We still need to talk."

"Dinah!" they heard Barbara's voice calling from the corridor.

"Well.. we will talk later…" Dinah whispered.

"Okay."

"Rest, I'll see you later."

"Bye kid."

Helena exited Barbara's bedroom. She stood in the corridor and listened to the group leave.

Barbara had kissed her again, this, like the other one, was not just a simple kiss, she was sure of it. It was as in her dreams, she had kissed her with the same intensity of her dreams. It was something weird; she still felt her heart beating fast. She needed to know what was inside Barbara's mind.

She lowered her head and walked toward her bedroom.