Diana peered over the corner into the vast darkness that was the hallway. She could still hear the music from the party she had left not too long ago. She peered over her shoulder at Sarah. The little girl was sound asleep, her face mashed into the pillow Diana could hear her soft, yet loud,snoring. She smiled at her before closing the cabin door gently behind her, then walking off back to the ball she and Bruce abandoned. She unpinned hair and quickly created the hairdo Vivian had given her. She smoothed her dress and took a deep breath as the ballroom came into view.

She pushed open the doors and scanned the room for the slightest sight of Bruce. Everyone was seated at tables eating and laughing. Then a pair of ocean eyes came into view as Bruce waved her over, giving her a look. She shrugged and sat across from him. She saw a hint of his smirk as he talked to Vivian, who shot her a look of suspicion. Diana gave her a soft smile that's didn't reach her eyes.

"So Diana, howdo you know Bruce?" His father asked. Diana looked up from her plate, then looked at Bruce. He slightly nodded his head, giving her a signal to say something.

"My...Father." She said rather too loud. She cleared her throat. "He works for Mister Wayne, but I didn't meet him till earlier this morning."

Bruce made a face of approval. She smiled at him. She raised her eyebrows in disapproval of Vivian, who gave her smug look before turning away from the conversation to talk to another man.

Bruce's father leaned in closer, now suddenly intrigued by theconversationDiana and Bruce were having with their eyes. "And who is your father?" Her eyes shot from the ocean ones she was hopelessly staring at, to the chocolate ones that waited for her answer.

"Pardon?" She asked. Her hands writhed together.

"Your father. I would love to meet the man who created this thing of utter beauty." Diana blushed and smiled.

"He is back in New York. My mother and I were just coming back from a trip to the Netherlands."

"And his name?" Diana bitherlip.

"Uhh, Henderson. Miguel Henderson." She said. She had to think of something to say, Sarah was first thing in her mind. Bruce's father nodded his head. He slapped Bruce's back.

"I can't believe this, why if Bruce and I met you earlier and he wasn't already engaged, I would tell him to marry you!" Diana flushed and looked at Bruce, who was red with eyes wide. He lookedat his father.

"Did you have to say that? That is so embarrasing..." He said,pinching the bridge of his nose. Diana bit her lip. She suddenly stood up.

"Excuse me." She said before walking off to the back deck.

Bruce watched as Diana excused herself before shoving the door open to the back deck. His father didn't think much of it and started to converse with her wife. He saw Vivian holding hands with the man next to her, paying little to know attention to Bruce. He sighed, excused himself to no one before going after Diana.

He cautiously walked up to Diana, who was toobusy watching the waves vigorously lap together. He placed his hands on the cold metal of the railing, his fingers almost becoming immediately numb from the freezing metal.

"You okay?" He asked his silent friend. He could see her glance at him from the corner of his eye.

"I'm fine. It was just getting stuffy in there, that's all." She said with a sigh. He could tell she was shivering, the goose bumps on her skin showing. She didn't seem to acknowledge it though.

"Listen," He started. "I'm sorry about what my 'father' said. I know how you feel about that kind of stuff."

"It's fine. Just unexpected. And we all know that we would never even get together. We're colleagues, not that kind of partners." She said bluntly, almost saddened as she finished her last sentence.

'Doesn't mean I don't want to bethatkind of partners', he thought. Silence grew between them, the only sound was the crashing waves below.

"You want to know what I always wanted to do?" Bruce looked at Diana and saw a smile tug at the corners of her mouth. She looked at him.

"I always wanted to do that thing that Jack and Rose did in theTitanicmovie. You do know that movie right?" He nodded.

"You want to try it? I'll hold you. I mean, there is no sunset and we aren't on front deck, but-" The next thing he knew he was holding Diana by the waist, breathing in her ocean like scent. He smiled as she stepped onto the railing, and stretched her arms out at her sides, laughing all way throughout. He wrapped an arm around her stomach, and used his free hand to steady himself as he stepped onto the railing.

After a few moments of endless chill, he stepped down and helped her off of it. He didn't know what had happened so quickly for them to be in a position he didn't think would ever happen. Her back was pressed against the railing, with Bruce holding her, trappingher between his arms. Her arms were wrapped around his neck, while one of his hands held her at the small of her back while the free one held the railing. He noticed that the heel of her shoe had gotten stuck onto the railing, causing her to fall into his arms.

They stared at each other for a few minutes both in shock and wonder as they didn't know what to do with themselves. Bruce bit his lip. God she was so perfect to him. He didn't know what to think in that moment other than kissing her. That is, until he felt a set of lips press against his.

He slowly started to give into the kiss. There wasn't asunset, or they weren't at the front deck, but it was much better. His lips parted slightly, taking in the quick seconds of air he had. He pressed himself more closer to her, deepening the kiss. His free hand gripped the cold railing until his knuckles turned white.

And then he realized what he was doing. But he didn't care.

Not one bit.

Gosh these two are so adorable. ;) Your welcome.