TITLE: WORLDS APART

AUTHOR: Jaguarin

FANDOM: Birds of Prey TV

PAIRING: Barbara/Helena

DISCLAIMER: I do not own the characters. They are the property of DC comics and the WB network. This is just for fun..

SPECIAL NOTE: Thanks so much to North & Aussiekinny helping me editing this fic. I really appreciate they really gave me a lot of time in her busy days. Loving you girls!


The daily challenges of using a wheelchair were mostly unrecognized by non-wheelchair users. It was frustrating having to face the same challenges every day, because disabled people needed to fight against ignorance, thoughtlessness and the little things that able bodied people take for granted.

Barbara loved shopping, but shopping was difficult because of the steep steps, up to eight inches high, leading into the shops and there was not enough room to maneuver around shopping aisles inside stores, especially when the aisles were cluttered. Christmas was the worst because there was so much stock in the stores.

Health problems such as muscle cramps and pressure sores from sitting in the wheelchair were another problem she needed to face. As were motorists, pedestrians and other road users. Using a wheelchair on paths and roads left her below the average line of vision, meaning that she wasn't always clearly seen by others.

Barbara brought her wheelchair to a stop beside the Hummer and opened the back door. The afternoon she had spent buying clothes had been pretty relaxing, she put the bags she had resting on her legs on the back seat. The blouses she had just bought were marvelous.

She wheeled back and closed the door.

It was then that she noticed the two big men standing at her side with baseball shirts and dirty jeans. It was clear they didn't appreciate the value of a good bath.

"Hi sweetie, you are pretty, you know?" the taller man said.

"May I help you gentleman?" Barbara asked with a calm voice.

"How about you give us the keys?" the one with blond hair said smiling.

"I don't think that is a good idea guys." She raised her eyebrow.

"I think it is the best idea for you."

"I don't think so."

"Are you trying to play with us?" The man with the most menacing leer asked leaning towards her.

Barbara moved her head back slightly, the smell of the man was repellant, "I'm trying to avoid you getting hurt."

They laughed.

"You are fun."

"Give me the keys," the blonde guys said. "I don't want to hurt you."

"You are the one who could be hurt."

The young man laughed. Barbara saw the taller man moving behind her.

"Gentleman, please." She said "I don't want hurt you…"

"You are too pretty to be in a wheel chair." The taller man smiled leaning close to her and touching her hair "But maybe we can have fun anyway."

She turned and faced him with hard look. "Never do that again"

"Oh… she's brave…" He chuckled "What are you going to do? Kick me?"

"Two mocha coffees, one with chocolate and an oversized coffee with cinnamon and milk caramel spread." The waiter said extending two cups of coffee to Helena. She knew Barbara loved the cinnamon on her coffee with caramel milk.

"Could you give me four brownies?" The brunette pointed toward a box.

The woman put them inside a bag and extended it to the brunette. "Ten thirty five."

It was the most expensive coffee in the city but, whatever, it was great.

"Thanks so much." The brunette said taking her change. She picked up a bag from the floor and exited the store with the coffees in a bag in her right hand. The day was cloudy and it was cold.

Barbara was waiting for her on the next block, she had said she would go ahead to put the shopping bags inside the hummer and look for some magazines at the corner store. She stopped for a few seconds to look at a watch in a jewelry store window.

It was a nice watch and in a few weeks it would be Barbara's birthday. It could be the perfect gift for her.

The problem would be paying for it. Lately the tips at the bar had been very poor. She sighed, maybe she could check, make some budget analysis and avoid buying clothes to get enough money to buy that wonderful watch.

Looking up, she noticed it would probably rain soon. She walked faster and when she turned the corner, she stopped in her tracks. Barbara was adjusting her seatbelt over her waist and there were two men moaning on the sidewalk close to the hummer. She raised her eyebrows and looked again to Barbara, who waved her hand at her. Helena moved inside the oversized vehicle.

"What happened here?" Helena asked giving Barbara her coffee and a brownie.

"Nothing." The redhead sipped bit of her coffee. "God, I love this coffee."

The brunette looked through the window. "Nothing? Then who beat the crap out of those boys?"

"I tried to convince them that stealing our car was not a good idea but they never listen. Mmmm" Barbara bit a piece of the brownie that Helena had given her. "This is delicious!"

"You always tell me not be rude." Helena sipped her coffee adjusting her seatbelt.

"Of course, you need to avoid hurting people unnecessarily."

"You broke a nose. How is that not being rude?"

"He stepped outside his limits."

"You could have waited for me. I like beating people that overstep my limits." The brunette munched her brownie.

"Don't talk with your mouth full of food. You had your hands busy." The redhead licked her lips and sipped another bit of her coffee.

"Who said I can't fight with my hands busy?"

Barbara put her coffee in the cup holder "I didn't want to risk my coffee."

"That's unfair." Helena took her cup of coffee

"Why is it unfair? You always have all the fun."

"Well, that's a point for you." The redhead started the Hummer.

"Of course, you always say you are the one with bruises. And look at me, not one."

Helena frowned. "Are you insinuating something?"

"Nothing." Barbara looked behind her to check that there was no other vehicle in sight. "Just that you need to improve your training in defense."

"Ha, ha, very funny." Helena sighed "Were they following you?"

"I don't think so, I guess they were just walking around and when he touched my…"

"He touched you?" Helena growled angrily. She moved to open the car door, "You should have broken his arm!"

Barbara arrested Helena's movement with her free hand and put her coffee in the cup holder. "Hey, it's fine, I already fixed it."

"But he touched you! No one touches you!"

"I know, just you." Barbara laughed and moved her right hand behind the brunette's neck to pull her in and gave her a soft kiss on her lips.

The soft caress numbed all of Helena's senses. Every time Barbara kissed her she felt as if she was flying and heard bells. She always thought it was a corny thing but now she knew it was real. Helena melted under the caress and kissed the redhead back.

After long seconds of tender touches Barbara moved a few inches back. Helena was smiling at her with a dumb expression.

"Woah… that was a kiss…" she mumbled.

"Silly." Barbara chuckled.

"Another one?"


Helena walked inside Barbara's penthouse. The red head had gone out dating a new guy she had just met. It sucked and the worst was that Helena had encouraged her to do it. Barbara spent hours alone just working, trying to save the damn city and the lives of people she didn't know and probably would never meet. So she had encouraged Barbara to try something different, to go out, enjoy life and the older woman had listened her. For a bright second she had thought that maybe Barbara would see her but no, she had arrived happily at home saying she had met a handsome new professor and he had invited her to dinner.

She knew it was not polite, but her curiosity was strong and so she had followed Barbara and, crap, the man really was handsome. He looked like Brad Pitt. Even she felt attracted to the guy, and she liked girls.

Barbara would never see her as a woman and more with a gorgeous man like that at her side.

Helena felt restless and sad, in moments like these she sometimes liked to be inside Barbara's home. She could smell her everywhere, feel her in every corner. She stood in the middle of the living room and touched the arm of the couch with her fingertips.

The movement of her hand stopped when her fine hearing detected someone crying with soft sobs.

Barbara?

She walked toward the bedroom. What was Barbara doing here? It was supposed to be dating Brad Pitt… again. She walked slowly toward Barbara's bedroom, the door was slightly open and she saw the redhead lit just by her table lamp. She hesitated a few seconds, the other woman looked so beautiful. God, she really loved her. She never thought love could be like this.

"Barbara?"

The redhead wiped her face and turned her head. She didn't want Helena to realize she was crying. "Helena? What are you doing here? It's late…"

"I… I fell asleep on your couch…" the brunette lied "I'm sorry…"

"Don't worry," Barbara transferred herself to the bed "It's fine… And it's late, if you want you can stay in the guest room."

Helena stepped inside the room "Why are you crying?"

"I'm not crying."

"Yeah, and I'm blonde." The brunette kneeled in front of her and rested her hand on her knee.

Green pupils fixed on blue with deep sadness, she was definitely crying, her eyes were red. Helena had never seen her so sad since Wade's death. "Barbara, it's me… Please… Did he do something to you? Tell me, if he hurt you I'll…"

"No…" the redhead bit her lips "I… it's just… I don't know, maybe today I'm having one of those days…"

There was a deep silence, Helena didn't say a word, she just kept holding Barbara's hand knowing the other woman needed time to talk.

After long seconds she felt Barbara squeezing her hand gently.

"I hate how some people look at me." She whispered "He is nice but… People ignore me because I'm in a wheelchair," she said. "What annoys me most is when people talk to the person I'm with and not me, it's like I don't exist. People don't understand how he could… look at me."

"Barbara, you are beautiful, you are an incredible woman. Anyone would feel proud to feel loved by you."

"Thanks Helena but… you say that because I'm your friend… and…"

"No Barbara, I see you as the woman you are."

The redhead chuckled and moved her head. "You never could see me as that Helena."

"Why do you say that?" Helena felt her heart pressed against her chest.

The older woman realized her mistake and moved her head, she had said too much.

"Barbara?" Helena looked for her gaze.

"You will never understand." The older woman bent her head.

"Let me try," the brunette whispered "Tell me."

Barbara's moist eyes turned to look at her, a tear fell from the corner of her eye. "You can't see it, you can't see me, you never would."

Helena looked her with puzzled eyes trying to understand.

"I love you Helena." Barbara noticed the confusion in her your young companion but it was too late to step back. "I love you with all my heart."

The young woman opened her mouth, speechless. She felt Barbara releasing her hand slowly.

"I don't know when it happened, just that one day… I realized I fell in love with you. I know you never will look at me, you are bright, full of life, young… complete…"

"Ba…" Helena tried to hold her hand.

"Don't…" the redhead interrupted her and arrested her movement "I understand, it's not your fault. I just have this feeling inside me that is hard to hide every day. It's so strong that I feel my heart wants to explode… I can't keep fighting against it. I have tried… but it is stronger than me. I just needed to say it."

Helena cupped the redhead's face with her hand. She didn't say a word, her eyes locked on the redhead's. They stared in silence for long seconds.

"You love me…" Helena whispered amazed. How couldn't she see it before? Was she so blind in her own thoughts?

"I don't want you to feel bad…" Barbara mumbled. Helena's face was so close to her and she looked stunningly beautiful, blue eyes were fixed on her with such devotion. "I don't expect or ask anything… I just… needed to say it."

Barbara didn't know what was happening, the brunette moved forward slowly and pressed her lips against hers. She gasped at the unexpected movement but couldn't resist the tender contact and kissed the young woman back. It was magic, overwhelming. The world seemed to disappear when she felt Helena's tongue touching hers, teasing her. Without realizing it, she had wrapped her arms around the young woman and pulled her against her. The kiss deepened and turned intense, demanding.

Barbara suddenly gasped and broke the kiss. Helena looked at her with a dazed expression, damn, the woman really knew what a kiss was.

"I'm sorry Helena… I couldn't…"

"I love you Barbara." The brunette hurried to say.

"Helena, I don't want you…"

The brunette took her hand between hers and looked at her expectantly. "I have loved you forever."

Barbara sighed "I don't want it Helena, I don't want your compassion."

"Barbara, look at me." Green eyes locked on hers "I love you, I don't know when or how, I just know it happened… when I moved to live out of the Clocktower it was because I couldn't stay so close to you, dying for you, knowing you could never love me back."

The redhead stared at her trying to understand. "You can't."

"Barbara," Helena mumbled, resting her forehead on hers and taking a deep breath. It seemed a dream to be so close to Barbara, to feel her skin touching hers "you always said that you hate when people don't look at you as a real woman. I see all of you," the brunette closed her eyes and rubbed her nose against Barbara, the redhead closed her eyes too, feeling her heart thump hard against her chest "I love what you are, what you do."

"I… I can't walk, I…"

"I love you as you are."

"But you are younger; complete… you are full of life and…" not thinking, the redhead began to move her face until her mouth was inches from Helena's, she could feel her warm and soft breath so close.

"I have been waiting for you forever." Helena leaned forward and kissed her.

This time the redhead wrapped her arms around her neck and kissed her deeply.

=Huntress?=

The brunette heard Oracle's voice on her earrings breaking into her thoughts. She had been lost remembering the first time they had kissed and had discovered they loved each other and that they had shared that secret for a long time. It had been a bit… awkward.

"Here, sorry, distracted." She was kneeling over a building.

=Looking at a gorgeous girl walking down the street?=

"Why would I do that when I have you?" Huntress smiled

=Are you flirting with me Miss Kyle?=

"No," Helena purred "I'm trying to seduce you Miss Gordon."

=Mmm, you trust so much in your skills.=

"Well, anything to see you naked on my bed… me touching you." The memory of Barbara trembling under her touch made Huntress feel excited. Maybe it was time to finish her sweeps. "I have a long list of naughty things I would like to try with you…"

A loud noise was heard. She turned her head, it was an explosion. Dammit, it seemed all the kinky things she wanted do to Barbara would have to wait a bit longer.

=What was that? the redhead asked.=

"Seems some guys think tonight is a good night for robbery." The young woman jumped to the next building and looked down. A group of men had made a big hole in a wall. "Okay, work time."

Huntress jumped down, in the midst of the thieves. She hit the man next to her. She ducked and moving her leg backwards, she kicked a second man. The brunette turned and hit another man hard in his face, so hard that he stumbled and fell backwards. She ducked and avoided a man hitting her on her head with a big stick, turning quickly; she kicked the man in his gut. Another man charged towards her but she used his own momentum to send him flying to the ground.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" a deep voice was heard at her side.

Huntress turned to her right and looked at a strange man dressed in a… silver costume? He looked so ridiculous.

"Are you a Flash Gordon fan?" she asked frowning.

"Why are you following me?"

The brunette turned around, she was alone on the street and the men she had just beaten were running in the distance. She looked at the strange man again and lifted her eyebrow.

"Are you talking to me?" she asked.

"Fucking bitch!"

"Hey, I'm no one's bitch."

He took out a strange looking big gun and shot at her. Huntress jumped to one side and rolled behind a car on the street.

=He is mad at you, what did you do this time?= Oracle's voice came over Huntress comms.

"Maybe he didn't like me hitting his friends." The dark haired woman said as she picked up a piece of glass from the floor and used it as a mirror.

=I'm calling the police right now.=

"You mean you haven't already?"

=You always say you want to have fun.=

"Yes but… Oh shit…" the brunette noticed the man throwing an object towards where she was hiding.

A bomb. She didn't think twice and ran as fast as she could.

What's going on?

The powerful explosion sent Huntress flying towards the hood of a car parked on the street and she bounced to the ground rolling against a trash container.

"Fuck!" Huntress growled when her back hit the heavy metal roughly.

=Huntress! Are you all right?= Oracle couldn't hide the concern in her voice.

"I'm fine, busy right now."

The brunette turned and knelt on the floor pissed. This guy was playing rude, if he wanted a fight, she would give him one. She jumped to a second floor fire escape and looked for the strange man.

Had he gone? She looked for him but he seemed to have vanished; she jumped to the next stairway and from there to the street.

"The moron is gone." Huntress grumbled.

=Who?=

"A stupid asshole, he tried to kill me!"

=Every thief in this city wants to kill you.= Oracle said.

"Huntress, Are you all right?" a black and handsome man running down the street said.

"Yes, I'm fine Reese…" The brunette cleared her coat of dust "Did you see that guy?"

"Who?" the detective man said.

"A weird guy in a silver costume."

"Uhh… no, I was busy with a truck we stopped down street." He looked at her forehead and took out a napkin "You are bleeding."

The brunette raised her hand to her head but he stopped her movement. She growled when she felt the napkin against her skin.

"Easy…" Reese said cleaning it "You have a cut here…"

"That moron…"

"Who was that guy?"

"I dunno, he blamed me as if he knew me but I have never seen him before."

Reese finished cleaning her forehead and his hand touched her chin "You need to be careful."

"Are you worried for me detective?" Huntress cocked her head smirking.

"Very…"

Helena bit her lips smiling before asking. "How much?" The man was really handsome. It was a shame she just liked girls, otherwise he would be a perfect partner.

"Very much." Reese took her hand.

"And how much is that much?"

Huntress, Oracle voice said at her ear the police are close.

"Uh… sorry I gotta go." The brunette said stepping back slowly.

"See you soon?" Reese asked.

"Sure…" she winked to him.

TBC