"ARE YOU FUCKING HIGH?" Shayera bellowed in the middle of a department store. She stopped walking mid-stride, and the people around in the area stopped and stared.

"Shhh…" Helena pleaded, pulling Shayera off to the side. "No, I am not high. It is the perfect solution to your problem." Dinah leaned against the jewelry counter, anticipating with glee how Helena was going to get herself out of the doghouse.

"It's Diana!" Shayera gritted. "She's a….she. And it's Diana!"

Helena tried to diffuse the situation. "I know she's a woman. But you need to look at the bigger picture."

"I am looking at the whole picture, and in it, I see a WOMAN, big boobs and all. NO!"

"Shayera, she fit every category you named. The best part about it is that it will totally blindside John. I thought it was a genius idea really."

"I am going to kill you when we are in private. How could you do this?"

Helena got a little defensive. "I'm sorry, I thought I was doing you an awesome favor. If I was you, and Dinah came to me with the same proposition, I would totally do it."

"I'm not you. And never mind the fact that she hates me."

"She doesn't hate you. And you guys are practically the same…fiercely loyal to a fault. So don't hold what you are against her. The fact of the matter is that Diana is a good person, fun to be around, kind, and I like her. I know you will too." Turning her attention to Dinah, Helena pleaded, "Help me out here."

Dinah looked between the two women. Internally she knew at the heart of the matter, Helena really was only trying to help, albeit in a slightly retarded way. "Shayera, Helena said that Diana agreed to take you, so maybe she doesn't hate you like you think. And I don't think you hate her either. You two are just stubborn, and have had some unfortunate encounters. Honestly, I would love it if you agreed to this. Think about how much trouble we could stir up at that party. And if it will make you feel better, I'll take a female date too."

Both Shayera and Helena's jaws dropped.

Smiling Dinah sighed, "Ollie isn't going to make it back in time. He called me earlier. He isn't coming home until the 23rd. So, Helena, you can be my date to the party."

Helena laughed as Shayera rolled her eyes. "You two going together, and Diana and I going are two totally different things."

"Why?" Dinah challenged. "We will both be going as friends. Helena isn't standing here telling you that Diana wants to date you. I would guess that you weren't her type anyways. In any case that's neither here or there. You show up with her, and people will just assume certain things, but if it isn't true, what do you care? Go, have fun, and make a new friend for us to torture. How cool would it be if Diana turns out to be just like us? Instead of the 'Three Amigos' we could be…"

Dinah got stuck. She couldn't think of a clever nickname. Helena chimed in, "Fearsome Foursome?"

"That is an awesome nickname. C'mon Shayera, I want us to be the Fearsome Foursome. Do you really care if she is a lesbian?"

Shayera scoffed, "No. I could care less. Why would that bother me? I don't say anything about the two of you do I?" Shayera laughed as Dinah and Helena stood silently shocked. "Oh grow up you two. I don't think you are lesbians. Bisexual perhaps, but not lesbians." Shayera laughed harder.

Slowly smiles spread across Dinah and Helena's faces. Dinah started laughing as well, "You could do worse Helena."

Helena chuckled, "I could do worse, but Diana is taking her to the Christmas party."

Shayera playfully punched Helena in the arm. "Bitch."

Dinah threw an arm through Helena's, "My bitch apparently. So is that a yes? You going to the Christmas party with Diana?"

Shayera reluctantly nodded. "Only as friends. Whatever anyone else assumes is their problem."

Helena squealed, "Good! I will tell her."

"How did this happen? When did you and Diana become friends?"

"Diana has a stalker. That's all I am saying. The rest is private. She trusts me, and I won't betray that."

"No one is going to knife me at the party are they?" Shayera questioned grinning.

Helena shook her head, "No, I will keep an eye out. Just stay close. And you," Helena addressed Dinah, sticking out her tongue, "next time you ask me out, you better have flowers or cookies. Simply demanding I go places with you will not work in the future."

Dinah nodded replying with a mocking tone, "Of course Helena darling, whatever you say."

Helena grabbed her friend's hands and led them out of the department store deeper into the mall. "C'mon, I promised Diana a tee shirt, and now I gotta find the perfect one. We can shop for our dresses while we are here, unless one of you butchies is going to wear a suit to the function."


The night of the party arrived, and the three women were waiting just outside the doors leading to converted conference room that the party had been set up in. Flash had planned most of the event, with Bruce offering to foot the bill. Of course, Bruce had opted not to show himself, citing other reasons he had to be in Gotham. Everyone in the League had been invited along with their loved ones. There were several tables set up with festive decorations, along with several individual bars where the staff was pouring freely. There was a large wooden dance floor and it was flooded with members of the League dancing around enjoying the music the deejay was spinning.

Shayera looked over at Helena and Dinah. It figured that they had chosen to wear damn near the same dress. Both were attired in black, long flowing dresses. Helena had chosen a slightly different style. Her chest sat high, as the top was tight, an inch wide strap gracing each shoulder. The neckline swooped down creating a vee. The fabric flared at her waist, giving her legs room to move. Her hair was straightened and fell loosely over her shoulders. Dinah's dress had no straps, and that seemed to be the only difference. Her hair was pulled up at the sides, and had been loosely curled, with two thin tendrils framing her face. Shayera had gone for something more festive. Her dress was red and considerably shorter. It stopped two inches above her knees, showing off her well-toned calves. A pair of red heels finished off the ensemble. Her hair was also left loose.

As Helena and Dinah were leaning against the wall outside of the doors, Shayera started pacing.

"Shayera, relax, she'll be here soon."

Shayera stopped and stared at Helena. "This was a bad idea."

"No it wasn't. You look amazing, and so will she."

"I can't believe I let you two…"

"Shayera?" A deep voice registered over the redhead's shoulder.

Shayera spun to see Lantern approaching in a tuxedo. He walked with an arrogant swagger, although his face seemed to be more relaxed. "Ladies, you look lovely. But why are you out here? The party is inside."

Helena glared for a moment, but offered with mock politeness, "We are waiting on Shayera's date to arrive."

John's smile fell ever so slightly, but he managed to keep an even tone, "You have a date?"

Shayera nodded with the sickingly sweetest smile she could muster. "I do. You?"

"Mari is inside. I ran a little behind this evening. Dinah, is Ollie coming?"

Dinah stood straight up, "Not tonight. He is still out of the country. Helena agreed to escort me."

John eyed the dark-haired woman. "Isn't that nice. I would have thought you would have come with the Question though Helena. Over so soon?"

Helena bit back a smart remark, but only because she was sure John was about to have to swallow something way worse than knowing Shayera had a date. Striding confidently up the hall behind John was Diana. Grinning like a fox, Helena replied, "John, could you step to the side so I could get a better view of Shayera's date?"

John turned sideways offering the group a much better look at Diana. She was decked out in a deep midnight blue dress that had a cut up the side of her right leg that stopped at the top of her thigh. There were no straps, and the top was styled similarly to her costume. Each breast was slightly separated and popping, although what they were being held up by, no one could have said, since the back was completely open and dipped dangerously low. Her hair was also loosely curled and was tickling her back. Noticing everyone's eyes on her, Diana threw her sexiest smile. Shayera's eyes were very close to bugging out, and John was silently praying that this was not his ex's date. Diana practically floated by Lantern and stood face to face with Shayera, keeping John at her back.

Diana grinned and looked down at the redhead. "Shayera, to say you look lovely would be woefully inadequate. If you don't mind me saying so, I think you are stunning." Diana lifted her head slightly and winked at Helena.

Shayera stood shocked for a few more seconds, and then smiled, "Diana, I am sure you are the most ravishing woman here."

John cleared his throat, "Diana, you are Shayera's date?"

Without turning, Diana stared at Shayera and waited for the redhead to answer. Shayera laughed internally. She knew Diana was not bad looking, but this far surpassed her expectations. Looking into Diana's eyes, she nodded her head slightly in assent.

Diana turned and addressed Lantern. "I am. And now if you will excuse us…"

Placing her hand at the small of Shayera's back, Diana opened the door and held it for the group. Shayera smiled at the Amazon as she walked past her. "Thank you."

Dinah walked through next, giggling, knowing that Oliver would be calling her once John got a hold of him. He would have to wait though, as there was nowhere on her dress to stash a cell phone. Helena followed close behind stopping even with Diana. She eyed Diana up and down, and then flashed a shit eating grin at John. Turning she walked inside.

Diana smiled politely at John and spoke, "Have a great evening." She walked through the door and it closed behind her, leaving a steaming Lantern in the hallway.

The women found a table near the dance floor and sat down. Diana had held Shayera's chair out for her, and waited for everyone to be seated before settling into her own chair.

Helena leaned over the table, "Diana, you look freaking fantastic!"

Diana blushed. "Thank you."

Helena laughed, "Ok, Diana if you are going to be a part of this group, I am breaking you in right now. How the HELL are your boobs staying in place?"

Diana's blush deepened. "They just do."

"I hate you, and I mean that in the most loving way."

Diana grinned, still red faced.

Shayera smiled at Diana's shyness. It was sweet, and Shayera would have sworn that prior to that night, she had never seen that side of the Amazon. "So, Diana, how the hell did you get roped into this party?"

"Helena asked nicely. And I thought it might be fun. So, here I am. By the way, I hope that I didn't make you uncomfortable in the hallway by complimenting you. I heard him call you all lovely at a distance, and I thought I would have a little fun at his expense."

Shayera cocked her eyebrow, "So you don't think I am stunning?"

Diana's smile fell a little, "I-I do. Y- you are, I just…"

Shayera laughed and placed her hand on Diana's forearm. "I am teasing you. I appreciated the compliment."

Diana exhaled, "Right, well…"

Helena and Dinah watched the exchange intently. Shayera was staring at Diana's face and the Amazon was still blushing.

Helena kicked Dinah under the table. Dinah clinched her teeth at the unexpected pain, and suddenly stood. "Shayera, why don't you and I get everyone drinks? The usual Helena?"

"Definitely. Bring a few. This is going to be a fun night! Diana, do you drink? Cause if you don't, then you are tonight. I wasn't kidding when I said we would break you in."

Diana turned her head slowly away from Shayera. Her heart was racing slightly. It had been from the moment she had first laid eyes on her date. Shayera Hol was breathtaking, and her smile would light up a room, and every other cheesy cliché ever spoken.

"I usually don't, but I guess I won't get a vote, so sure. Nothing hard though. I get extremely giggly from liquor. It isn't pretty."

Shayera laughed, "You should never have told her that. Guess what you will be drinking the rest of the night?"

Shayera slid her chair back and stood up. Surprisingly Diana stood as well. The table was slightly shocked at the display of manners. Diana blushed once more and sat down. Shayera and Dinah walked over to the bar to order drinks, leaving Helena grinning at Diana.

"Stop smiling at me."

"Diana, I don't think you realize how adorably sweet you can be. You just stood because Shayera did."

"It's polite."

"It is. Just a little unexpected."

"Maybe this wasn't a good idea."

"Are you kidding? This is way better than I expected and we just got here. Now, relax a little, and drink up." Noticing the slight look of discomfort on her friend's face, Helena lowered her voice, "You okay? You are doing great."

"Helena, I feel awkward all of a sudden."

"Why?"

"Honestly, and I swear if you repeat this I will murder you in a horrifying way, I didn't think Shayera would look so, well, not what like I imagined."

Helena tried to calm Diana's nerves. "She isn't Medusa. Is that what you are saying?"

"Yes."

"Good. Then you should be just fine. I have said it a million times, but I really do think you guys will get along great. Relax, and be yourself. You will have a great time tonight. Promise."

Diana nodded and tried to still her mind.

A few feet away, Dinah was leaning over the bar placing an order for several rounds of shots. Shayera was leaning against it, staring at the table where Diana and Helena were sitting. "Dinah, I think I might have a problem."

Standing straight up, Dinah turned and noticed where Shayera's attention was. "What's wrong Shayera?"

"Diana is gorgeous."

"Oh."

"Did you know that? I mean, I never really noticed. Not really anyways. I was too busy shooting daggers at her, but tonight, she is something."

Dinah stood thoughtfully for a moment, and then asked, "Are you looking at her? I mean LOOKING at her?"

"God help me, but yes."

"Oh shit Shayera. Alright. Good then. Go with it."

"With what? She is here as a favor to Helena. I just think I never noticed her before. But, I am definitely noticing now. And I can't believe I just admitted that out loud."

"No one is judging. Dating Diana would be a hot prospect."

Shayera nodded in assent and then her eyes went wide. Shaking her head, she picked up one of the shot glasses that the bartender had set down, and slammed the liquid. Dinah laughed at her friend. "Shayera, it's okay. Really. Just enjoy the evening. Whatever happens we will roll with it. You going to be alright?"

Shayera half-smiled, half-fretted, "Sure, no problem. Just pinch me if you catch me staring."

Dinah laughed, "Keep in mind that you just gave me permission."

The two women scooped up the smattering of shot glasses and headed back over to their seats. Setting the drinks down, Shayera held one in her hand. She offered it to Diana, and smiled, "Bottoms up."

Instantly both women blushed. Diana took the shot reluctantly, with a whispered, "Thank you."


About a couple of hours later, and several shots left uncounted, the table was roaring with laughter. Diana had settled into the group nicely, and Shayera was inwardly kicking herself for never noticing how fun it could be having the Amazon around. She checked back into the conversation just as Diana was finishing her story.

"…I swear I almost peed from laughter. The look of sheer terror on his face was priceless."

The table laughed again. Ultimately the group was joined by Flash. "Ladies, are we having fun?"

"Wally!" Helena squealed. "Sit, join us for drinks."

Looking at the table and seeing shot glasses everywhere, he chuckled, "How good are you guys feeling?"

"Good." Came the reply in unison.

"So who is going to dance with me?"

Silence. No one at the table said anything. "Oh come on. Someone dance with me. I don't want to be the only one without a good looking woman on my arm. Someone show some pity."

"I'll dance with you Wally."

All eyes shot to Diana. The Amazon stood and Flash offered her a hand and led her to the floor. Flash, being a self-professed womanizer, even though no one believed him, kept a respectful distance, and he and Diana proceeded to bounce, sway, and laugh on the floor.

Helena took the opportunity to lay into Shayera playfully, "I see you smiling at her. You like her. I will take that apology now."

Shayera grinned, "I will do no such thing, whether you are right or not. Shut up Helena."

"You can't fool me. Wait one song, and then go cut in. I dare you."

"You dare me? How childish."

"Whatever. You doing it or am I going to call you names all night under my breath?"

"I am thinking about it. Helena, is she single?"

"Yep."

"Why?"

"Why what?"

"Why is she single? She…she is fantastic."

"Why am I single? Why are you single? Who knows? Just go out there and stake a claim."

Shayera rolled her eyes, "Stake a claim? How? Pee on her leg?"

Dinah snickered, and Helena nearly choked on the drink she had just tried to swallow.

"You know, John has been glaring over here all night."

"Really?" Shayera could have cared less. "I forgot he was even here. What do you make of that?"

Helena turned her head to the side, "I'd say you need to go out there and cut in before someone else does. Check it out..."

Dinah and Shayera followed her line of sight. Zatanna was moving slowly through the tables, her eyes on Diana. Helena frowned, "Diana has been avoiding her like the plague. She makes her uncomfortable. Shayera if you don't go, then I will."

The redhead stood quickly. "No. I got it. You two distract Wally."

Shayera moved at a quicker pace than her competition, and as she got closer, she covered her mouth with her hand, and uttered, "Diana, I hope your Amazon ears can hear me. You are about to have unwanted company, so don't jump when I touch you. Okay?"

Although she had her back to the redhead, Diana picked up the communication and nodded. Shayera exhaled, and slid her hands onto the waist of her date for the night hugging herself tight to Diana's back. Peeking over Diana's shoulder, Shayera winked at Wally. "Your new dance partners are right behind me, so I am cutting in."

Wally smiled as he realized he was trading one beautiful woman for two as Helena and Dinah flanked his position. He practically fell over with excitement as they sandwiched him between their bodies. The beat of the music picked up to a quicker tempo. Shayera stood still, placing her chin on Diana's shoulder, her hands instinctively flexing on Diana's sides. "Hopefully this is not too forward for you, Helena just realized someone was headed in your direction and didn't think you would want the company. Funny as this is, I apparently am the better choice of the two according to Helena."

Diana laughed, and took Shayera's right hand and placed it on her bare thigh, just below the slit. She kept her hand over the redhead's and began swaying to the rhythm. Shayera lifted her head in slight shock, but went with the movements that Diana had started. The two matched perfectly, and Shayera struggled to control her breathing. There was no doubt that Diana was beautiful, but the word Shayera would have used at that moment would have been exotic. Pushing her other arm around Diana's midsection, Shayera clung even tighter. There was no room between their bodies, and people in the room were beginning to notice. In fact the only ones oblivious to the attention were Shayera and Diana. Both women had their eyes closed, and Diana had taken her free hand and snaked it around the back of Shayera's neck drawing the other woman in farther. She could feel Shayera's breath near her ear, and Diana reeled from how good she was feeling. As they moved, both began to realize that they were slipping into dangerous territory.

At a slight distance, Zatanna had stopped. Her shoulders slumped, and she turned and walked away, leaving the party completely. Wally's eyes went wide at the site. He leaned over to Dinah and whispered, "What's that about?"

"They decided to be friends."

"I don't dance with my friends like that. You and Helena don't dance like that. So what is that?"

Dinah grinned, "Wally, I don't have an answer for you. Quit staring. It's rude. You too Helena."

Helena peeked over Wally's shoulder. "Killjoy. Turn around then, because I want to look."

Helena turned around, and Wally slid up behind her, with Dinah now leaning on his back. The trio continued to dance, but staring was still going on as well. Diana and Shayera never noticed. The pair was completely melded together and it was as if there wasn't anyone else in the room. It went on for several songs, and finally Helena turned and whispered something into Wally's ear. He nodded and zoomed across the room to the deejay. Instantly the next song started, and it wasn't a dance beat. The melody slowed and Helena and Dinah slipped off the floor, waiting to see what Shayera and Diana would do with the obvious change.

Diana opened her eyes and slowly turned. She looked down at the woman who had been holding her and offered softly, "Shayera, stay out here with me?"

Shayera opened her eyes as well. She stared into Diana's brilliant blue eyes, and nodded. She slipped her arms around Diana's neck and stepped forward. She felt Diana's hands slip slowly around her waist, and the two started dancing once more.

"What do you make of that?" Helena asked Dinah softly.

"I think Shayera has decided that Diana isn't such a bad date. Keep it to yourself, but she was checking her out at the bar earlier."

"Yeah, well, Diana was doing the same. I knew that they would like each other, but I didn't think it would be like this."

"It didn't take any time either. It's like…"

"Yeah. It is."

"When the music picks up again, you want to go back out? Maybe sans Wally this time?"

Helena laughed, "Definitely. You think that they will start dating for real?"

"I guess we will see how the night goes, but if it continues like this, you and I may be hanging out alone."

"Awww poor Dinah, you are going to get stuck with me."

"I'd hardly call it stuck. I love you Helena. You know that right?"

Helena laughed, "How much have you been drinking?"

"Seriously, you are my best friend. If Shayera and Diana leave us to go do their thing, it'd suck, but at least I would be with you. Of the group, I would miss you the most."

Helena turned and squeezed Dinah's hand. "Well, no worries. I love you too. No way I'd leave you."

"Promise?"

"Are you alright?"

"Fine. Just having a moment. It's Christmas time, I get sappy."

"Give a friend a hug?"

Dinah smiled and leaned over and hugged Helena tightly. Breaking apart laughing, the pair turned their attention once more to the dance floor. After a few minutes, Helena started looking around. She smiled and quickly stood. Dashing over to the entrance way to the room, she jumped up in the air and plucked mistletoe from the top of the frame. She walked back to Dinah, and grabbed her hand. "Come on. Let's see how far this is going."

Dinah shook her head laughing and allowed herself to be tugged back to the floor. Saddling up next to Diana and Shayera, Helena nudged the pair. "You guys having fun?"

Shayera lifted her head off Diana's chest and smiled, "Diana?"

"Of course. You?"

Shayera's smile widened. "Surprisingly so."

"Good, good. Look at what I found." Helena held up the mistletoe and held it over Dinah's head. She leaned in and quickly pecked the blonde's cheek. Dinah laughed and returned the affection. Helena held her hand out offering the mistletoe to the other two. Diana blushed and Shayera's eyes went wide.

Completely mortified, Shayera warned, "Helena…"

Diana laughed. "It's okay Shayera. If you wanted to kiss me, you wouldn't need that."

Shayera's head shot back around to Diana. Realizing what she had just said, Diana took a step back, and stammered, "I-wow, that didn't come out right. I meant that you don't have …uh…"

Shayera stared at Diana debating what to do next. She whispered, "Diana, this is about you and I and nothing else. Not John, not Zatanna, not Helena or Dinah's goading either."

Diana heard the words and stood still, wondering what the redhead had meant. Shayera closed the small gap that Diana had created and leaned in and softly pressed her lips to Diana's. The affection was not returned, as Diana couldn't get her body to cooperate, shock having completely crippled her. After a quick moment, Shayera began to think she had way overstepped her bounds. She tried to back away gracefully, wondering how she was going to get to the door without looking like a complete idiot. But Diana gained control of her hands and legs and grabbed Shayera's arm as the redhead turned away. She snatched the other woman into her body and planted the best kiss she could onto Shayera's mouth.

To say that everyone in the room was staring once more was a huge understatement. No one could believe what they were seeing. The two women were locked in a very intimate embrace, kissing like there was no one else with them.

Shayera had been kissed before, but not like she was at that very moment. It was like Diana was pouring every ounce of tenderness into the affection, and it was melting away any reservations either of them had about the other. Diana's lips were insistent but not overwhelming, soft, but forceful with intent. Her hands didn't roam. They stayed firmly at Shayera's side, exhibiting once again, that Diana was respectful of the surroundings and of Shayera.

Pulling back slightly, but keeping her eyes firmly shut, Shayera barely mumbled the word, "Wow."

Diana didn't open her eyes either. She merely nodded in agreement. Helena and Dinah stood shocked. They knew something was happening, but neither expected what they just saw. Flash zoomed up behind them, practically squirming, "WHAT WAS THAT?"

Shayera heard the sentiment and laughed, opening her eyes, "That was me kissing my date. What do you think Diana?"

"I think I just kissed you in front of the entire League."

Flash's jaw dropped, "OBVIOUSLY. HELLO? When did this start?"

"I'd say about ten drinks, and two hours ago. Diana?"

The Amazon laughed and began looking around the room. Everyone began averting their eyes and trying to resume normal conversation.

Flash continued, "This mean you two are dating now?"

Diana took Shayera's hand and kissed the back of it. "Have dinner with me tomorrow night?"

Shayera nodded and whispered huskily, "Yes."

Diana turned to Wally, "We are dating now."

Wally was elated, "Oh man! This is going to make the founder's meetings awesome!"

Diana laughed as Shayera wrapped herself into the taller woman's arms.

Helena stood with a look of satisfaction. "One of you bitches better acknowledge how brilliant I am."

Dinah interjected, "Wally, do me a favor; tell the deejay to speed it back up again. I want to dance with the Queen of brilliance here."

Helena snarked, "Make fun, but you all know I am right."

Wally sped away once more, and the group spent the rest of the night into the early morning hours dancing and laughing once more.


Around 4 a.m., the party had thinned out completely. Helena had passed out, legs spread in a chair, completely slumped across the table, her arms dangling at her sides. Dinah was passed out underneath the table. She had fallen out of her chair over an hour prior. Shayera and Diana were still on the dance floor, even though the deejay had left around 1. They were slow dancing to nothing. They had spent the entire time out there, and Shayera's feet were screaming. She didn't care. She had spent the party in Diana's arms, talking about anything and everything. She found that she was attracted to Diana's mind as well.

Looking over at her friends, Shayera reluctantly stepped out of Diana's arms. "We need to get them safely tucked away in bed."

Diana instantly missed the warmth in her arms. "I don't mind taking them back to Gotham."

"No, don't be silly. Let's just put them in one of the vacant bedrooms here in the Tower. That way you can crash soon too."

Diana walked over to the table and bent down. She scooped Dinah into her arms, and waited as Shayera threw Helena over her shoulder.

Carefully carrying their companions, Diana and Shayera laughed down the hallway at the silliness of the situation.

"If someone had told you that you would be carrying a passed out Dinah to a room a week ago, what would you have said?"

Diana laughed. "I would have thought they were totally nuts. But here I am, so…"

"Diana, are you tired?"

"Not really no, although my feet are killing me in these heels. I wear boots with some elevation, but this is entirely different."

"My feet are screaming too. What do you say we throw them in my bed and change into something else? We could go get breakfast and talk. That's if you wanted to…" Shayera suddenly felt a little shy at the thought of spending more time with the Amazon. It seemed silly, as she had spent the night in the other woman's arms, but there it was.

"Sounds like a plan. Listen Shayera, I may be overstepping a little, but did you ever notice how these two interact with each other?"

"I have. But let's talk about it when we are alone at breakfast."

Diana nodded and stopped at Shayera's door. The redhead opened the door, and walked over to her bed. She flopped Helena down as lightly as she could. Tugging on the covers, she pulled back the comforter and waited as Diana deposited Dinah next to the brunette. Pulling the sheets back up, Dinah and Helena were tucked lightly in, and Shayera crossed the room to her dresser. She grabbed a tee shirt, and some jeans. Ducking into her bathroom, she shed her clothing quickly, and donned the fresh set. Patiently waiting, Diana took the time to take in the room she was really seeing for the first time. In a small chair in the corner near the dresser was Shayera's mace. Fingering it lightly, Diana touched the Thanagarian weapon with reverence. She had seen it wielded masterfully by the redhead, and truth be told, she had admired it more than once in the past.

"Do I need to bring that with me to breakfast?" Shayera laughed as she whispered.

Diana's head shot up. She flashed a light smile. "No, I think you'll be safe with me. I promise not to give you a reason to need it."

"I didn't think you would Diana. I was teasing you."

Diana's smile became bigger. "Did you think a week ago you would be teasing me?"

"No. Not in the slightest, but I am glad you agreed to do this. I would never have known what I was missing by not talking to you."

Diana's head dropped slightly. "I really like talking to you Shayera."

Shayera took a couple of tentative steps towards the Amazon. "Just talking?"

Diana blushed, "Well, no. But I…"

"Diana, kiss me before we leave to go raid the kitchen."

Diana nodded, and closed the small distance to her date. She leaned in and softly placed her lips on Shayera's. After a few seconds, Shayera pulled back grinning. "And if someone told you that you would be kissing me after I asked you to?"

Diana chuckled. "Craziness. There is no way I would ever believe that. Guess I really need to keep a more open mind?"

"I think we both do. Come on, we'll stop by your room, and get you changed."

Diana cocked her eyebrow. Shayera laughed at the look, "I will keep my hands to myself. Although, if I am going to be completely honest with you, it might be harder than I would have ever imagined. I really like kissing you, and that is scary as hell."

The conversation was interrupted by shuffling in the bed. Dinah had rolled over and thrown an arm across Helena's chest. Her left hand was half draped across one of Helena's breasts, and the darker haired woman had begun snoring softly. Diana and Shayera laughed at the site, and silently walked out of the room towards Diana's.

Once changed into a similar outfit, Diana and Shayera settled in the kitchen, snacking on some fresh fruit they had found on the counter.

"So, I have to ask you, what is the deal with Dinah and Helena? Helena talks about Dinah like she is the sun in the sky. And they stay in very close proximity of each other all the time. You ever notice that?"

Shayera bit into her apple, "Yes. But they don't acknowledge it. It just seems to be their dynamic. I have wondered though, if Dinah wasn't married to Oliver, if they would ever just hook up."

"What is his deal? You can tell that Helena doesn't like him. But she doesn't talk about it much."

"She isn't a fan, that's for sure. Listen, and please keep this between us, Helena can't stand him. She thinks he has a slimy personality. He has never said anything to win her over, but he has never said anything derogatory either. Oliver isn't around much. He travels a ton, and seems to be content to leave Dinah at home."

"I heard about that not too long ago. But Helena says Dinah loves him, so she tolerates his absences."

"Diana, do you think it possible do love someone so much that you are almost naked without them?"

"I do."

"I do too. But that isn't what I get from the two of them. It's almost like they are content to be, well, content. It doesn't make it wrong, it just seems a little sad."

"Mind if I change the subject?"

The redhead nodded her head. "What would you like to talk about?"

"You."

"Me?"

"I can't figure you out tonight Shayera. We both have acknowledged that everything that has happened has been out of our norms. I wonder what you are thinking about."

"Well, Helena has been insisting that you and I could be friends. As disturbing as the prospect seemed, I generally find her assessments of people to be spot on. As it turned out, she was right again. I like your company. You make me laugh, and if I am going to be completely honest, I would have to say that I find you intriguing. And," Shayera closed her eyes, "I would also have to say that I just realized tonight how beautiful you are. It's weird to say that out loud, but Diana, you are."

"Shayera, before tonight, the only second look I would have given you would have been a scowl."

"But now?"

"Now, well, I am confused. You said I was beautiful, and in a million years, I would never have thought I would ever hear that pass your lips. And, since we are being completely honest, it scares the hell out of me to be thinking of you in different ways. I kissed you in a crowded room, and that goes way beyond my threshold. I don't consider myself shy, although Helena might disagree, but kissing you wasn't in the plan this evening. But as I sit here, it's all I am thinking about. What is this?"

"This, well, I don't know what this is just yet. But, if you are willing, then I would like to figure it out."

"I want to, but Shayera, you aren't a lesbian."

"Do you need to label me?"

"No, but it would make it easier to understand what is happening."

Shayera reached out and placed her hand over Diana's. "I am someone who has never kissed another woman until tonight. I have never even thought about it. But, I kissed you, and I liked it. That's the best that I can give you right now for an answer."

Diana nodded slowly. "Shayera, I don't do things half-assed."

Shayera grinned, "I know. It's who you are. I don't either. But this has you spooked doesn't it?"

Diana exhaled, "Yes it does. You don't really fit into a category that I can label, and that is frightening to say the least. I feel like if I pursue you or whatever this is, it can only end badly for me."

"It doesn't have to. But if you don't try, you will never know will you?"

"It would be easier if I understood you better I guess."

"Ok, then get to know me. Ask me any question, and I will answer it."

"Are you really over John?"

"Yes."

"How can you be sure?"

"For months after we split, he was all I thought about. After a while, I thought about him less frequently. Then, never at all. It was then that he started this whole, 'Sorry you are single Shayera' thing. It was the last nail in the coffin. I realized that not only didn't I love him anymore; I really don't like him as a person either. I think he is a good hero, and he is a great teammate to have in a scrap, but there was nothing after that. I respect his contributions to the League, but that is it. There's nothing there anymore."

"So if he came to you this morning and said he wanted to give it another try?"

"I'd tell him no. He had his chance, and when things got difficult he gave up on me. I know I am not perfect, but I would like to believe that I am worth fighting for. He didn't do that, and ultimately, he chose someone else. I can't forgive that. The thing is I believe that he and I had something more special that what he has with Mari, but he chose what was easier, and I can't do that. I don't want someone to settle for me. I want someone who will have my back in a fight, but more importantly, in love as well. He doesn't fit that bill, and so there will not be a reconciliation. I want someone loyal, and that isn't him, at least not in love with me. Make sense?"

"I understand. What you just said is exactly what I want. I would love to have someone to dote on, but at the end of the day, I want someone to be my equal."

"That's a tall order Diana. You are unique. Is there anyone who really is your equal?"

Diana smiled, "I'd like to find out. And I would like to see if it is you. I know that is heavy, but when I fall, and I don't often, I fall fast."

"You are going to have to trust me then. You will have to trust that I have told you the truth. I may not consider myself a lesbian, but Diana, when you kiss me, I am completely open to the idea."

Diana laughed, and Shayera joined her. The redhead continued, "I don't look at women. But I am looking at you. I have been all night. I can't be any more honest than that. So, really, this is on you. We can date, and see what happens. I can't promise anything other than I will never lie to you about how I am feeling."

"I can work with that."

"Can you? Because we are going to start fielding questions soon, and I am not sure how to answer them, other than to say we are seeing each other now."

"It's a good place to start. Really, it is no one's business anyways."

"My turn to ask you questions."

"Alright."

"What do you want from me Diana? Are you expecting me to behave a certain way?"

"No, I guess not. Let me answer this generically. If I am dating someone, I want to be able to be openly affectionate."

"Which we have already done."

Diana laughed again. "Yes, but I will want to hold that person's hand in public, and if so inclined, I would want to share more moments without worrying about what the other person is thinking. I am not going to lie about who I am, or what I want. And Shayera, if we are going to do this that is what I would expect."

"Okay. Got it. Feel free to hold my hand wherever we are if you want to. I can do that."

"Eventually we will have to talk about more intimate things, but it can wait. I can do slow. It will give us time to figure out what we both want."

"Fair enough. And to continue this honesty thing, if you keep kissing me like you have been, we will be having that intimate conversation very soon."

Diana blushed. Shayera smiled, "That has to be the cutest thing. Diana, you blush when you are sincerely complimented. It's really very sweet."

"I don't know what to say."

"Then don't say anything. Just take the compliment."

"Shayera, I didn't think I would ever like you. But I think that I was too quick to judge you. You really are dynamic."

"And pretty…" Shayera teased.

"No," Diana said seriously, "pretty is a common adjective, and you are far from common. I find you…"

Diana stopped the thought and sat back, desperately searching for an appropriate word to convey what she was thinking. "Shayera, you are beyond pretty, beyond beautiful, beyond stunning. You are beyond what the English language has contrived. You are beyond what the Greek language ever imagined."

"You are my girlfriend. That is what I will tell everyone when they ask. You better tell them the same." Shayera winked.

Diana nodded and they sealed the agreement with a kiss.


A/N: This story really will focus more on Helena and Dinah and their dynamics, but I couldn't pass up the opportunity to write a little something for Shayera and Diana. What did you think? Did you expect Shayera's reaction at the beginning? How about at the end? And how 'bout the smooch in the middle...in front of the League...mmmm...but I digress. I am curious to know what you thought of the conversation at the end. Thank you for the reviews, and to AVP, this one is shaping up to be a lot longer word wise than the last one. I am trying to give you all more each chapter. You mentioned that it seems more intense. That is what we aim to bring.