Birds of Prey: Gabby and Dinah: Part 5
by Melissa Minners
Disclaimer and Other Information: It should be noted that all of the characters and many of the locales in this fan fiction are not mine. They are owned by The WB. This fan fiction is somewhat of an homage to the series, though I have used a little liberty here with events. The story takes place during the Birds of Prey television series and continues through my other fanfics which can be found here. I hope you enjoy.
Maybe I’ve been wearing blinders all of my life. Maybe I’m just being paranoid. It’s just that weird things have been happening around me ever since…no, wait…let me start from the beginning.
Crime is nothing new. Since the beginning of lawful society, laws have been made to be broken. Crime has existed for centuries. A criminal act will take place at any given time, anywhere in the world, every minute of every day.
New Gotham is no different than anywhere else. Well, maybe I should rephrase that. I watch the news and I know that New Gotham has a fairly high rate of crime, but what big city doesn’t? Then again, maybe I’ve just been sheltered from it all.
It’s like…you watch it on the news…you know things happen…things like murders, robberies, assaults…but when you watch them on the news or hear other people talking about them, it seems less real. Like, if you have never experienced it, it can’t possibly ever happen to you or someone close to you. These are just things that happen to other people – that’s the way I felt for the longest time, until Dinah came to town.
Maybe I’d just been lucky up until then. I don’t know. I feel horrible for saying this, but sometimes I just feel like Dinah’s a magnet for trouble. I mean, only a couple of months after coming to New Gotham, her guardian, Barbara Gordon, gets attacked by a fellow New Gotham High School teacher…her boyfriend no less! Dinah’s real mom comes to New Gotham, seeking a reunion with her daughter, only to be murdered a couple of days later.
Then, there was that time at the dance when she disappeared to sort out her feelings after Matt Kendall totally dissed her and asked me to dance. After Dinah took off, there was this huge fight on the other side of the school and somehow Dinah knew all about it. Now, I know that her guardian is a teacher and guidance counselor here, but it was just weird that it happened right after Dinah left.
And then there was that guy that got murdered at New Gotham Nights. Somehow Dinah had persuaded her “sister”, Helena, and her boyfriend to take us to the hottest nightclub in town on the first night of Spring Break and while we’re there, this guy gets murdered. Only, he doesn’t just get murdered – he falls from a balcony and lands at our feet! And Dinah barely reacts! It was like she was used to stuff like that, even though she came from a small town where stuff like that almost never happens! Come to think of it, Dinah disappeared just after that incident as well…said she had a stomach virus or something, but she never seemed quite the same after that. She even avoided me for weeks after.
But the icing on the cake has to be the kidnapping!
But I guess I’m getting a little ahead of myself. You see, other than this weird thing that happened in New Gotham where some lunatic psychiatrist tried to take control of everyone’s minds via the television airwaves, things were somewhat normal in my life. Though I did wonder how it was that Dinah knew to warn me to stay inside and away from the television, I was happy for the advice later. And after that incident, things between me and Dinah were much less strained. It seemed like whatever had happened over Spring Break was finally beginning to fade for her. Sure, there were remnants – every now and again she would have nightmares that she didn’t want to talk about – but other than that, things were finally getting back to normal.
We started hanging out together more and more. Some would say we were inseparable. In fact, I took to teasing her about that, citing my inability to get a date thanks to her constant presence. I remember one time after I practically threw myself at this one hot girl…
“I can’t believe you just did that!”
Dinah was laughing her head off, dragging me along as she ran out of New Gotham High’s front entrance.
“Well, she was hot! C’mon, admit it. Even you think she’s hot.” I gave Dinah an elbow to the ribs, wagging my eyebrows at her. Of course, this caused her to suffer another bout of laughter.
“Okay, okay!” Dinah yelled, between gasping for air. “But did you have to…”
“Of course I did,” I interrupted. “How else was she gonna know I was interested? I’m having enough trouble getting dates as it is with you hanging around.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
. “Are you kidding me? I’m openly gay. You and I hang out all the time. People just assume…”
“But I’m straight! I’m going out with Matt Kendall for Pete’s sake!”
“Doesn’t keep people from assuming you’re also with me.”
Sometimes Dinah just didn’t understand how other people perceived things. She seemed really surprised at what I was saying and I was treated to the briefest glimpse of the naïve kid that made the almost fatal faux pas in Ms. Wells’ class over a year ago. I couldn’t help but laugh at her shocked expression. It felt so good to have my friend back. I looped my arm through Dinah’s and started steering her down the block, away from the school.
“Don’t worry about it. Who cares what they think?! Me, on the other hand – that’s who you should be worrying about. If I don’t get any play soon, you’re gonna have to start living up to your new reputation.”
Of course, that stopped her dead in her tracks. She spun around to look at me and the expression on her face was priceless. By the time she figured out I was joking, I was doubled over, painful laughter threatening to squeeze my insides out.
I was so happy that things were finally back to normal between us, I was blindsided by what happened next. A couple of days later we were happily leaving another long day of classic school boredom, when yet another of the strange events that seem to take place whenever Dinah was around happened. This time, Dinah was the victim.
We were headed toward Ms. G’s Hummer when it happened. One minute, I was asking Dinah if she wanted to hang out at my house and watch movies, and the next minute we were surrounded by a bunch of assholes wearing clown masks. I never felt Dinah’s hands on me, but somehow I found myself falling. The next thing I saw was Dinah, a black hood over her head, being tossed like a sack of potatoes in the back of a green van. The van sped off and she was gone, leaving me there on the ground wondering what the hell had just happened.
The next thing I knew, I was at New Gotham PD telling them what happened. It was a whirlwind. One second Dinah was there, the next I’m telling this idiot police detective the story of her abduction over and over and over again. If Helena hadn’t jumped all over the detective for asking me the same questions for a fourth time, I might have slugged him myself. My friend was out there missing and this guy kept asking the same stupid questions instead of going out there and searching for her! By the time it was over, I was exhausted and feeling guilty for not having been the one scooped into that van. Miss Gordon kept telling me that there was nothing that I could have done to change things, but I just couldn’t believe that so I sat there in the passenger seat of the Hummer, silently cursing my self for my inaction as Miss Gordon drove me home.
The next day, there’s an article in the paper about Helena Kyle’s death and I’m floored. What the hell was going on here?! This was followed by Barbara Gordon’s disappearance. By now, I was bugging out. Why would anyone kidnap Dinah and kill her sister? And where was Miss G? Then came the news of a clown-faced monster, his girlfriend, and a host of bad guys being rounded up at some warehouse. And just who would happen to be the arresting officer on this choice bust? None other than Detective Jesse Reese, Helena’s boyfriend.
About a week later, Dinah is back in school like nothing ever happened. Just like that. Her explanation? The people that kidnapped her were really after Helena’s millionaire father. They had to fake Helena’s death and hide Miss G because she was a friend of the family, or something like that. But I could tell that there was something that Dinah wasn’t telling me. And once again she seemed different…like she was carrying another little secret around, except this secret seemed like less of a burden than the last…