Well, it only took me a month to post this, but here it is!
The moment the couple walked in Clark, Donna, and Shayera gasped in unison. Diana had brought Steve into the Watchtower, and both of them looked elegant. Diana was wearing a silver dress that stopped to just above her knees, and matching silver sandals and earrings. Steve wore a black tuxedo and had slicked his hair back.
"Wow," Donna sighed, smiling brightly. "Well, about time the super-couple made an appearance. We all thought you were going to never show up!"
Steve chuckled, and then introduced himself. "As you may know, I am Colonel Steve Trevor, liaison to the Justice League. It is an honor to formally meet all of you."
Clark stepped up, extending a hand. "Welcome, Steve. And the honor is ours. We've been waiting to meet you ourselves. Right, Donna and Shayera?"
Both girls nodded as Steve shook the hand extended to him. "And we're happy to see that both are pleased with the relationship," Shayera added.
Donna stole a glance at Diana, who was silently watching the conservation. The dress she wore was long-sleeved. The bruise on her face was nearly gone, visible to those who actually looked for it. Even though her sister looked a lot better, Donna couldn't help but feel a pang of worry hit her. Long sleeves were definitely something new.
To her, Steve looked alright, but she knew that people that worked in the army were trained to control how they wore their expressions so they wouldn't betray their thoughts. As a colonel, she knew he had years of experience and could be hiding something at that very moment.
With a frown, Donna studied Diana. What happened to the confident, outgoing sister she knew? The one in front of her was morbidly shy and kept to herself, watching Steve the entire time. Every once in a while she would speak up, but that was it.
What's going on with her? She's never like this, but as soon as she got together with this man, she's become an introvert. Why?
The moment the thought came to her she saw Diana absentmindedly rubbing her arm. A new wave of worry came over her as she glanced at Steve, who would occasionally give his girlfriend a glance while talking to Shayera and Clark. No, he couldn't be hurting Diana…
…could he?
About an hour passed when Donna excused herself from the group, heading immediately to the computer room. Sitting at one she searched "Colonel Steve Trevor", browsing through his records from the government. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary as he was generally found on the battlefield of each mission he was sent on. There was nothing secret or—to those in the service for many years—stressful that could make a human man grow twisted enough to hurt the woman he so-called loved.
"Need help?"
Donna spun around in her chair, startled by the voice. "Oh, it's just you, Bruce. You scared me," she said.
Bruce moved closer to her and the computer. "Let me guess, you're searching up Diana's boyfriend."
Donna blinked. "I am. How did you…"
"I'm a high-class detective, able to find criminals that even the government can't find. I can do a background check on a mere colonel from the army."
"How do you know I want to do a background check?"
Bruce started typing on the computer. "Because I want to do one as well. I've seen the bruises on Diana; she doesn't bruise easily, and when she does, it's gone within moments. And her healing factor isn't gone—it's being held down by something."
"By what?"
"I detected a small, almost unrecognizable electronic signal that appears where Diana is. Unless she somehow managed to physically channel her father's energy outside of her body, there is something inside of her that is quelling her body's natural effects. And if so, then there's only one explanation for it."
"And that is?"
Bruce narrowed his eyes. "Pain. Metahumans like Diana and Clark aren't accustomed to pain like we are due to their near invulnerability. And whenever they are injured they react more to the pain because they're not used to it, and even when it happens it's only there for a fraction of the time it'd be for a human. In other words, the more they hurt the more power it gives the other person."
Donna frowned. "But how could she possibly be harmed by someone like Steve?"
Bruce kept his eyes on the computer. "This relates to the signal I picked up. Whatever it is, he had to put it in her." He pointed to the screen, which now had Steve's face on it. "It says here that he's done over ten years in the service, and during that time he's mastered many things, including how to counterattack electromagnetic fields—or create them. Steve is an ordinary man with human powers. Diana is a demigoddess with strength that rivals Clark. Trying to punch her is trying to punch a brick wall."
"That doesn't explain why he's doing it, though."
"I know. I need time to figure it out." Bruce started searching through files that the government had listed under Steve's name. "So far there's nothing that a normal man in the army would do, but I need to dig deeper. I'll call you the moment I find out something. Right now just go be with your sister. They'll think something is wrong if you're gone too long."
Donna reluctantly agreed, leaving Bruce to the computer. She knew he'd find out the truth. No one else would try to help, and it was up to them.
"You did very well," Steve said to Diana as they walked into their bedroom. "I'm surprised you didn't give away anything. You're even better than I thought you were."
Diana smiled weakly, although she knew that there was an insult hidden in his words. "Better than I thought you were?" That normally meant that he thought of her as completely useless.
As she began to take off her dress, she saw Steve reach into a drawer and paled, thinking that he was going to reach for a whip or a belt. But when he pulled out a box of cigarettes she relaxed. "My friends seem to like you," she told him.
"Yes, they do," Steve agreed. "They see me as the ideal man for you."
Diana merely continued to smile.
Steve suddenly turned to her, glaring. "I am the ideal man for you, aren't I?"
Diana blinked. "Er, yes, Steve. You are. You are the perfect man."
"Good. If you said I wasn't, then I would have had to prove it to you." He smirked. "You are my ideal woman. So, I would suppose we are even."
Not even close. "I would say so, Steve."
Steve put out his cigarette, walking over to Diana. She was now in her uniform, ready to go back to the Watchtower. "Just where do you think you're going?"
"I have to go back," she said. "The Justice League always has to be alert and together in case something happens. It can range from a weak earthquake to a global invasion."
Steve's expression was firm. "Just come back by the usual time."
"But, what if the world is in danger? I have to stay, Steve!"
Without warning, he suddenly gripped her neck, squeezing tightly. "Are you talking back to me?" he demanded, glaring madly at her. "I want you back by ten. I don't give a damn if the world was coming to an end. Your little friends can save it; you will return here."
He then let Diana go. She slowly rubbed where his hands were, knowing that he'd do it again if she tempted him. Then, without saying anything, she flew out of the house, not once looking back.
A/N: So, Donna and Bruce are starting to get suspicious about Diana and Steve. Will they find out before it's too late? You'll just have to wait and see!
