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Shayera's eyes were glazed over as she walked through the watchtower, deep in thought about her encounter with Diana, followed at a short distance by the red spandex wearing form of the Flash, a 'boombox' held over one of his shoulders blaring out 'She's a Rebel' by Greenday. Wally seemed to have got it into his head that it should be her 'new theme tune' and had been following her everywhere with it for the past hour, it was truly a testament to how deeply in thought that she hadn't thrown her mace at the boombox or the annoying man who was carrying it.

She'd spent several days on Themyscira after the events of her and Diana's trip to Tartarus, Diana, for some reason she felt an odd yet comforting warmth in her chest when she thought of that name.

The poor Amazon was putting on a tough face, but really she could tell Diana was hurting. Once they had left Tartarus Diana had asked her mother if what Hades had said was true, that her arch nemesis truly was her own father. The truth hurt her far more than she had thought it would, it wasn't the fact that her father was the god of the dead, not even that he was her arch enemy, it was that her lifelong belief that she had no father, a belief she now knew her mother had openly lied to her about, had been shattered in an instant.

She had tried to act like it didn't bother her, not at all, but Shayera was worried when she left their dinner table early, the Amazon had been exceptionally quiet since talking with her mother and had lacked her usual confidence. The young Thanagarian had followed Diana from the table and when she arrived outside could hear the soft sobs through the door. She had let herself in, gently stepped over to where the princess lay, wrapped her arms and wings around Diana's larger form and let the Amazon Princess cry into her shoulder, let her cry herself out, and even let the older woman fall asleep against her, falling asleep shortly afterward with Diana's head on her chest.

Waking up with a beautiful Amazon princess resting against her chest that morning, only their thin Amazon day dresses parting them, had left Shayera in a slight daze, unable to get the image of that beautiful raven haired head against her chest, sleeping in her arms out of her head.

Shaking her head she tried to get the beautiful image out of her head, it was confusing as to why she couldn't seem to think of anything but the lovely woman, not even Flash's irritating music blaring behind her or the fact she'd accidentally knocked Hourman off his feet with one wing truly took the image out of her mind, though trying to focus on something else by spinning and hurling her mace through the air, the Nth metal weapon missing Flash's shoulder but instead smashing the boombox to pieces, stepping past the man she thought of as her little brother who was halfway between yelping and complaining that his boombox had been smashed. Seeing his expression Shayera smirked.

"Well really Wally, you should have known it was a matter of time till I did that" she half scolded in amusement, her eyes becoming slightly unfocused as her thoughts sped instantly back to Diana, feeling Wally's hand on her shoulder, shaking her ever so slightly.

"Shay? You look kinda spaced out" she heard, shaking her head again and looking over at Wally, smiling softly at his boyish concern.

"Just got some things on my mind Wally" she reassured him, touched by his concern for her, even more touched by his next words.

"If you ever need anything Shay, or you wanna talk about it, I'm here for you" he told her, a wide smile forming across her lips, leaning up to place a kiss on his cheek.

"Thank you Wally, I'll keep that in mind" she murmured happily, the young man giving his trademark boyish grin, before zooming off in a blur of bright red spandex.


Diana herself, at that very moment was rolling across the museum floor, her body beginning spasm in pain from the villain's magic; it felt as if white hot knives were being pushed between her ribs. Gentleman Ghost didn't pause for his usual gloating; instead he turned and aimed yet another spell from the odd staff he had stolen only minutes before at Green Arrow and Ice, both heroes diving for cover from the onslaught of spells.

Diana groaned, forcing herself to her feet despite the pain, her body shaking, hurling herself towards the phantom, screaming a battle cry as she drove her fist into his jaw, sending him crashing to the ground, instantly leaping over him and slamming her boot down onto the old staff, snapping the wood easily in two before moments later she knew no more, hurled to the floor, unconscious from the magical backlash.


The next thing Diana knew was that same excruciating white hot pain in her ribs for merely a few moments, causing her to arch her back and scream out in agony, before a cool metal touched down on her forehead, a slight electric shock running through her body for a few seconds before the metal was removed, the pain having washed away leaving Diana feeling tired and fragile but no longer hurting, her sapphire eyes slowly opening to see the beautiful red-head who'd been in her thoughts all day leaning over her, holding her mace carefully in one hand as she sat on the bed beside her.

"Thank you, Shayera, again" she murmured tiredly, smiling softly as she heard a loud crunch, presumably Shayera dropping her mace onto the metal floor, feeling one petite hand on her forehead, another gently cupping her cheek.

"You're welcome Diana" the beautiful Thanagarian whispered, a short silence falling between them before Diana spoke again.

"I never thanked you properly for staying with me last night Shayera, it means a lot to me" she whispered gently, slowly forcing herself to sit up, allowing Shayera to gently lift a hand to steady her, still feeling a little shaky from the torture spell she'd bee put under.

"Diana, you were hurting, it was the least I could do to help you" Shayera replied gently, mentally adding to herself, 'And if I'm honest I enjoyed sleeping with you and have been thinking of you since'.

"Minae for your thoughts" came a soft whisper, Shayera shooting out of her musing at the sound of Diana's words

"Huh?" came the rather eloquent, causing Diana to give a small chuckle, which was the most beautiful sound Shayera thought she'd ever hear.

"You looked like you were thinking about something, I was just wondering what" Diana explained softly, noting the faintest hint of a blush which crept across the Thanagarian's features.

"I was, well, just remembering some things", Shayera admitted, slightly stumbling through the sentence, a little embarrassed to admit that she'd been thinking so much about Diana all day, quickly changing the topic and allowing herself to simply talk with Diana and keep her company until the doctors said the Amazon could leave.


Shayera slumped down onto her bed, ignoring the spike of pain in both the bases of her wings as she crushed them against the mattress, her conversation with Diana running through her head, images of the sleeping Amazon against her, or simply smiling at her flashing before her eyes.

The two women had sat together and talked for hours, and throughout Shayera had felt comfortable and comforted, yet vulnerable in a strange yet good way, just from being at Diana's side, it was strange, she didn't think she'd ever felt this alive in all her years, her heart felt as if it was going to leap out of her chest.

She had to admit there was something between her and Diana she'd never felt before, not even with her ex-fiancé Hro or her once-lover John, maybe it was just the comfort of finding someone who truly seemed to care for her after all she'd been through, whatever it was she knew that Diana and her had something now, something between them that made her feel so, she couldn't describe it.

She felt that she cared for Diana, she wanted to be with Diana, but she didn't know if she could, slowly wrapping her arms around herself, cradling herself as pain and fear took over her thoughts, her body trembling slightly as she remembered that horrible day, tears leaking from the corners of her eyes, after what had happened that day she didn't know if she could ever have a true relationship with anyone, slowly forcing herself to her feet.

Her first thought was to go to Diana and just cry into her shoulder, both for what happened to her, and that it made it so hard to allow herself a relationship with the wonderful Amazon princess, no matter what her feelings for Diana were, but she realized Diana would want to know what happened to cause this, and while she wanted Diana to know one day, she certainly wasn't ready to tell the Amazon yet, heck they weren't even together, and they may never be.

Instead she slid off the bed and stood, wiping her eyes and walking briskly out into the hallway, towards the teleporter pads. She knew there were only three others on earth and one off earth whom she could speak to freely about what had happened, Inza, Doctor Fate, Aquaman and Amazo were the only ones who knew what had happened, and she trusted them with her life to help her do what would be best.

Stepping into the teleporter bay merely a moment later she made a slightly strangled noise, which fortunately nobody seemed to notice, before calling over to the operators

"Teleport me to Fate's Tower please Terrific" she called out, smiling slightly shakily as the blue light surrounded her, her atoms torn apart and shot through space at high speed, reassembling themselves outside Fate's Tower only moments later in an incredibly bizarre sensation. Slowly stepping forwards she tapped on the bricks with her knuckle, voice a little shaky as she called out

"Kent? Inza? Arthur? Amazo?", her calls seemingly answered as, within seconds, an arched door forming in the formerly solid stone wall, the Thanagarian stepping inside, through the portal and into what could loosely be described as a house, if you decided to overlook the fact there were more than three dimensions, that you could walk on the ceiling, the closet contained the portal to an alternate universe and that the only lavatory had what seemed to be a Kraken living inside.

"Hello Shayera" came the deep and serious, yet fatherly voice, the Thanagarian smiling as the protective father figure of Doctor Fate stepped towards her from her right, pulling her small body against his chest, the Thanagarian practically able to feel the warming smile, even from under his helmet. On Thanagar she'd been raised in an orphanage, both her parents having been killed due to the Gordanian War before she'd hatched, and even shortly after being laid her mother had rolled her egg out of the nest as a sacrificial egg to protect the rest of their clutch. After her terrible ordeal at the hands of the humans she had begun to think of the human mage as a surrogate father figure, smiling softly as she wrapped her own arms around him.

"Hello Kent" she murmured softly in response, resting for a few moments in the warm embrace, Shayera smiled peacefully, she always felt safe whenever she received such a fatherly gesture, slowly and reluctantly drawing back, out of the embrace, looking up at Fate before giving a small sigh and admitting why she was here, "I need some advice Kent, and I didn't know who else to turn to" she murmured, looking up as he lifted a hand to pull off his helmet, his aged but understanding features.

"Let's find somewhere more comfortable to talk, then you can ask whatever you need to" he told her gently, taking her hand, and with a flash of light the two heroes vanished from the tower.


"And since you helped me so much before I thought you might be able to help me know what to do" Shayera murmured softly as she sat in one of the high-backed chairs within Kent's own personal study, a cup of hot chocolate held between her small hands. Looking over at the man she thought of as a father, Shayera could see that he was both deeply in thought and that he was giving her a supportive look.

"Shayera" he murmured softly and slowly, "I'm not going to skirt around the problem with this, your scared of being hurt again, while it does seem to be a valid fear you can't allow fear to rule your life", his voice comforting as his chair lifted and floated over, closer to hers, lifting a hand to place on hers, "If you truly want to be with Diana, and only you can know for sure if that is what you want, but if you truly do then I believe you should at least tell her how you feel", the older man squeezing her hand gently. "I don't know Diana well, but I don't believe she would hurt you Shayera, not intentionally as least". Shayera nodded at this, looking up at the older man and giving a slightly watery smile

"Thank you Kent" she murmured, placing her hot chocolate aside and wrapping her arms around him in a quick hug, the older man giving a slightly surprised look at first before returning the gentle hug, eyes gazing down at the younger woman in his arms

"Your welcome" he whispered, mentally adding 'my child', holding her to him, the small woman slowly sliding back after a minute "Come on, I'll take you back to the watchtower myself" he told her gently, "You look like what you need now is a good long rest" he told her in a gentle and fatherly tone


A/N: Ok big Authors note here:

Firstly I'd like to make the point that when I refer to Shayera as being younger, or just plain young for that matter, Thanagarians live hundreds of years, but Shayera is only in her early thirties in this continuity (since her age is never mentioned in the cartoon) which is considered the equivalent of being barely out of her teens in Thanagarian terms.

Secondly I felt that the relationship between Fate and Shayera was very downplayed, especially since he gave her sanctuary and helped her get back on her feet after the invasion.

Thirdly I've allowed myself some liberties with her past since as far as I know it's not actually mentioned in canon.

Fourthly Fate thinks of Shayera as a daughter in all but blood, just as she thinks of him as a father figure, their not actually related, just for anyone confused by the 'my child' line

Fifthly Minae were part of the Athenian currency in ancient Greece, so now you know.

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