Diana yawned, rolling over in the bed and smiling at her husband. She sighed in contentment as Bruce ran his fingers through her raven locks. She smiled in seer delight, "When was the last time we got some time alone together."

"I believe it was two years ago when we only had the twins," Bruce kissed her softly on the lips, still loving the feel of her body pressed against his even after being married almost three years, "Now let's enjoy it."

"I still don't feel right about dumping the kids on Lois and Clark," Diana sat up, running her hand through her hair, "I know we wanted a night alone since we did our monthly sweep of Cadmus and found..."

Diana remembered looking over her husband's shoulder as he hacked Cadmus computer systems, "What exactly are you looking for?"

"Just making sure that Waller isn't up to her old habits," Bruce looked up to his wife, "Just a few more min..."

Bruce stopped speaking as a picture of a little boy popped up on the screen. He turned back to look at his wife whose eyes were wide at the sight of what was on the screen. Diana shook her head, "Project Batman Beyond."

"Diana, it doesn't matter what that file says about Terrence. He's not our child. If we went to his parents and explained everything, it would destroy them," Bruce sighed, "We have three boys of our own. Why can't you be happy with that?"

Diana stood her expression full of anger, "You think that little of me, Bruce. I don't want to take Terry from his parents. I lost a baby, Bruce. Our first child—before he or she could even breathe their first breath of life. I lost the ability to have children. And now, seeing Terry, I feel like I lost another child. I feel like I've been violated."

Bruce wrapped his arms around Diana. After she was shot before her emergency delivery of Frank, she was devastated by her inability to have children. He wanted a little girl. He knew that the reason they both wanted one because seeing his future child was what drove them together. Martha was a representation of their love. He hadn't even told Diana that he'd seen another son in their future. He also knew that Diana was jealous of Selina because of Helena. His old flam had given him the daughter she couldn't. Diana had refused to listen to the doctors. After one year, the tried again for another child to no avail, "Oh, Princess, you're letting this eat away you. We have our mischievous Deidara, sweet Brendon, and spastic Frank. You just went back to work. You are really tense. You just need to loosen up."

Diana moaned as Bruce's fingers pressed into her shoulders. It stung as the incredibly taunt muscles began to loosen, "Just lay back and relax, Princess."

Diana merely nodded as she laid down flat on her stomach. She didn't want to fight anymore. She didn't want to talk about their losses. She just wanted tonight to be about Bruce and Diana, "Oh gods, Bruce! You are good at this. You've done this before."

Bruce had now moved down to her legs. He pressed his elbow against her upper leg before gently rubbing down to her calve muscle, "Yes, I have."

"With who, Selina? Talia? Andrea?" Diana's jealousy rose.

"With you. Granted, you were a lot smaller, chubbier, and pick at the time," Bruce chuckled as Diana blushed at his reference to her time as a pig, "But, I learned some other things too."

He slowly pulled the lacy underwear she was wearing off, moving to her inner thighs. Diana squirmed at his touch. She was so tender, and he was so close to the part of her that she wanted him to touch. With each movement down her inner thigh, his fingertips barely touched her desire. Bruce could feel her wetness. She was quivering with anticipation at his every touch. She moaned in protest as he unhooked her bra and turned her over. She ached with desire for him, and wanted him to give her release. Instead, now she was looking straight up at him as he messaged her shoulders. She moaned as the tension in her body melted away, arching her body to try and give herself some form of relief. She let out a protesting moan as Bruce pushed her back down on the bed. He moved his hands to her stomach, knowing how much he was getting to her as he traced around her belly button with his fingertip.

He finally decided to give her what she wanted as his hands moved to her tender breasts. Her entire body nearly came off the bed. She was so aroused right now, and all Bruce was doing was teasing her. He cupped both her breasts in his hands, her skin like velvet. He rubbed them gently before taking her nipple in his hand and twisting it, "Tell me what you want, Princess."

He was surprised when she grabbed his hand, placing it over her moist center. Bruce complied, pushing a finger within her. She was already so close. He was even more surprised when she flipped him over so now she was straddling him. She ripped his boxers from his body, positioning herself directly over him, "Tell me what you want, Bruce."

He gulped, having the Amazon sitting on top of him in all her glory. She was truly powerful. It was why he loved her, "You...always you."

She kissed him, their lips crashing together as she forced her hips forward. She let out a muffled moan as he filled her completely. With each thrust her moans got louder. Bruce finally felt her let go. She screamed his name loudly before coming down from her high, "We should dump the kids on Clark more often."

Bruce laughed, "Goodnight, my Princess."

Diana sighed as the sun streamed through the bedroom window. It was only six in the morning, but she knew what she had to do. She smiled as she thought of her mother and what she used to say, 'My little sun and stars, you rise with Apollo's chariot.' She stood, and Bruce opened one eye, "Where are you going?"

"I have some work at the Embassy, then I'm going to pick up the boys at twelve. I'll see you tonight," Diana kissed his lips softly.

"Don't go," Diana chuckled as he tried to pull her back in the bed, "I know. I know, you have to."

"It's something I have to do," Diana pulled on her uniform, "It's time for Wonder Woman to face the world."

"I expected to see you here after I heard our files were hacked," Waller sighed turning around, "You're not Batman, but I assume you are here about Terry. You want his location."

Diana smirked, knowing that her husband paid regular visits to the woman who specialized in genetic creations, "You may know Batman, but you know little about me."

"Princess Diana Wayne, born about two thousand years ago, daughter of Queen Hippolyta, strength, lasso of truth, flight, speed, ability to talk to animals, weakness electricity. Did I leave anything out," Waller looked up to Diana, not afraid of the woman whose strength rivaled Superman's.

"I meant you don't know why I am here. As far as I am concerned, Terry is were he needs to be. He's with his parents. I'm not going to take him away unless they aren't good people, and if you wanted him to be the next Batman, they would have to be. No, I saw what you could do with Terry and with Longshadow. I am offering you a chance to use my DNA," Diana sighed as she made her deal with the devil, "I want Cadmus to help me have a daughter."