Chapter 1

36226. 36226 days Steve. I'm still waiting for you.

The night sky still shone brightly. Still. It's been years, and it still shines. Though of course, I could not judge the sky as an it. The sky was not a thing. It was more of an idea. A very beautiful idea that still shines over ninety nine years. The world seemed still beneath me. Nothing sounded except for the clicking of my own heels against the sidewalk. Gateway City has always been beautiful to me. Except for tonight. Tonight, something wasn't right.

I began to run. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest. The blood coursing through my veins. It wasn't a midnight run. Anyone could tell it wasn't. Though of course, nobody was outside to tell that it wasn't. Running on heels had never been a struggle for me. I was born to be strong. But even then, I didn't train with black cars speeding through a dark alley. I stopped and pressed myself against the wall. A man came from the car and started coming. To me.

I slowly began to recognize him. "Bruce?"

"Diana," He paused slightly. "Something's happened."

"Where's Clark? What's wrong." I asked it like a statement. Not a question.

"You know I always come to you before him." He frowned. Just slightly. Though you could barely tell because he rarely ever smiles. "And this time it might be about you too."

We got into the car.

"Is it Themyscira?" I was worried. Bruce would never come to me if he could do it on his own. "Do we need the team?"

"No. We just find Clark, and I'll tell you."

"Tell me now, Bruce."

"It's not safe, Diana."

"Sir, you need to get out of Gateway immediately," Alfred came up on the speaker. "I detected strong heat signals. And they're following you."

"What is it Alfred?" Silence. He didn't answer my question.

I opened the window, and stuck my head out. The warm breeze felt nice against my skin. Warm? It was early January. I saw a red blur coming close up behind us. "Barry?" No, he had blue lightning. What was this?

A face came up amongst all of the mess. His face. The face I've been waiting to see for 36226 days. The one that came up in my dreams and nightmares every night. "Steve!" And the same time I opened the door, I heard, "Diana!"

From Steve or Bruce I do not know.