Author's Note: This is my first Justice League story, but I have recently been watching the show and was inspired to write this. I am now a huge Batman and Wonder Woman fan.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the JL characters or ideas.

It was 3 a.m. and the watch tower was silent. For once, it seemed that nothing was going wrong. There were no problems on Earth and the only other problem was in a galaxy a couple light years away, and the Green Lantern and Steel were wrapping it up. Superman and J'ohn were enjoying the time that they had off and had decided to go down to Earth and have a real meal. Shayera had retired for the night a couple of hours ago, and Flash followed suit. Wonder Woman was somewhere in the watch tower, and Batman was on monitor duty.

To anybody else, the silence would have meant that everything was okay. That everything was peaceful and nobody wanted to rob a bank or blow anything up. To Batman however, he knew that the night was too quite. When the night was so quite that the usual sirens couldn't be heard, he knew evil was brewing. He had observed Gotham for long enough to know that evil never stopped. As he was watching the monitors, he became aware of another presence in the room.

"Diana, I thought you had gone to bed?" Bruce stated without looking away from the screen in front of him.

"I can't sleep," Diana responded as she walked steadily towards the black figure framed by the light of the monitor. Batman seemed to nod at this, but that was the only reaction she could get out of him. As she stared at the back of his head, she realized that he was even more tense than usual. Diana took a moment to look at the monitor in front of them and noticed that it was focused on an abandoned warehouse.

"What is so interesting about that warehouse?" Diana asked.

"It's just a feeling," his replied in the same monotone voice that came with the cape and mask. He finally looked behind him at the woman in her customary patriotic get-up with her raven hair. Her hair was held back with the golden tiara, which was apparently a weapon in itself. He looked into her crystal blue eyes and could see the confusion and trust that was behind them.

Diana raised her eyebrow as she watched Bruce inspect her. It wasn't uncommon, but it was unusual that he was this blatant about it. She would usually catch him watching her just in time to see him quickly divert his eyes. That stupid mask of his blocked to much of his face for her to actually tell what he was thinking. Well, it wasn't that stupid. She thought, in fact it was a part of Batman and Bruce that drew her to him. She knew the difference between the two, and she had found several things that she loved about them and it only made her love him more since they were him.

Love? Was it love? Or was it a simple infatuation that was brought upon by the large amount time that they spent together in life threatening situations? It had to be the latter, right?

"Has anything happened yet?" Diana asked hoping to take her mind off of the thoughts that were now occupying her thoughts.

"No, but it will," he responded.

"Okay," Diana said taking a seat next to him, "Who do you suspect will cause the trouble?"

"An old friend."

"Right," Diana was now beginning to think that she should have left him alone, but she knew that she couldn't do that. He was always alone either in the Bat Cave or in the tower, surrounded by the lifeless images displayed by technology. She wanted to at least try to talk to him or sit with him without being on a stakeout or in the Javelin. Just as she was about to ask him another question, she caught the slightest movement out of the corner of her eye. Apparently he had seen it too, because they were now both facing the bright monitor that now showed the outline of a dark figure.

"Who is that?" Diana said while squinting at the screen to decipher who the figure could be.

"It's The Joker," Batman replied shooting out of his seat and heading for the hanger. Without another word, Wonder Woman was running after him. They reached the Javelin, buckled up, and were headed towards The Joker in no time flat. Once they landed, Batman looked around and quickly spotted the warehouse that they were going to infiltrate.

"I will go in through the back, and you go in through the roof. I don't want to spook any of his accomplices."

With that the two of them split up to take care of the criminals. As Batman approached the door, he was surprised to see a lack of traps. Usually the Joker knew that if he even tried something small, the bat would be on his tail to stop him. Walking through the front doors, he saw no guards or alarm system at all. But there are always a few brutes that he sends after me. I am usually swooping through a window and getting ready to take him down. That's when it hit him. The Joker was expecting him to crash through a window and surprise the fool. Well, it looks like I got the drop on him.

Batman continued down the hallway into what he expected to be a processing room. He was about to take a door on his left when a blood curdling scream cut through the silence. He recognized the voice behind the agony as Diana. I told her to go in through the roof. The Joker was expecting me to go through the roof. With that thought in mind, Batman was off in the direction of the scream. He would not give the lunatic any time to do anything to Diana.