Clark passed Diana the mug of hot tea. "Thank you," she whispered. "For everything. I'm so stupid. I should of gotten there earlier. I should of gotten my mother out before he got her too! Why am I such a fool?" Tears began to fall once more. Clark sat by her, and snaked an arm around her shoulders. He planted a soft kiss on her forehead.
"Diana, I'm always here. Not matter what time, what place, what problem. I'll be right here. You can come to me about anything. I promise, we will get your mother and sisters back!" Clark smiled reassuringly.
Diana nodded, and buried her head into Clark's neck. It smelt like manly aftershave, and it made her feel safe.
She spent the night at his place, sleeping of course. He took the sofa. She just didn't feel safe alone right now. As she closed her eyes, she imagined all her sisters, chained up in Steppenwolf's dungeons. "Help us, Diana!" The cried. Diana sat up and wiped the tear drop from her cheek. Eventually she managed to get to sleep, but she could only dream about her mother.
"Rise and shine, sleepy head!" A female voice murmured. Diana opened her eyes to see her best friend (in mans world) sitting next to her on the bed.
"Rosie!" Diana screamed, wrapping her arms around her raven haired friend.
Rosie was a fairy. But only Diana knew that. Rosie also knew about Diana's other personality.
"Where have you been? I've missed you so much!" Diana sobbed.
"I've missed you two, babes! I've been doing fairy business, with my husband? I thought I told you that?" Rosie asked. She was so happy to see Diana she didn't even care if she knew where she was. All she wanted to do was be with her friend for the rest of the day. "The hunk on the sofa invited me over. He seems to really care about you. He explained what happened with your mum. I'm so so sorry, babes! It must of been awful!" Rosie engulfed her heartbroken friend in a hug. She hadn't seen Diana this sad since Steve Trevor died. (I won't get into much detail about that. It's too sad!) Rosie knew exactly how to cheer up her friend. "Wanna go get hammered, baby girl?" Rosie said enthusiastically.
"You know I do, boo!" Diana exclaimed.
Later that night the girls put on their best outfits, did their hair and makeup, and got their hair and nails done. As always, Diana was the prettiest girl you'd ever seen. Her hair was curled to perfection, and her makeup was the most glamorous thing you'd ever seen. She wore a strapless white bandage dress covered in rhinestones. Long name I know! She wore matching sparkly rhinestone heels and carried a rhinestone purse. She looked incredible. When they got to the club, they noticed some familiar faces.
"Oh. My. God. Is that Bruce Wayne? And who is he with? Clark Kent?!" She cried. She laughed so hard the button nearly broke on her black cocktail dress. Diana has to steady her when she tripped on her heel.
"Serves you right!" Diana muttered. She needed a drink. NOW! They walked over to the bar and drank 3 cocktails, 4 glasses of wine, 1 bottle of champagne, and 2 rounds of shots. Each! They were so drunk, that they thought it would be a good idea to have a go on the stripper poles. Rosie fell of straight away, but Diana, she was skilful with her movements. Little turns of the hip, the slight raise of her leg, the flip of her hair. It was the sexiest thing anyone had ever laid eyes upon. As someone did. Clark Kent looked up from his glass to see the beautiful woman grinding on a pole. He nearly spat out his drink all over Bruce, who noticed the girl too.
"Is that... Diana?" He laughed. "Woah, she has got some moves! Now I see why you slept with her!" Clark stared at Bruce as if he was trash on the street. He slowly got up and walked over to Diana, unaware that Wayne was following him. Clark watched her move her hips, like she had done this a million times before. She flung her self into the air and landed on the pole. How is she so good at this? Clark thought. Damn! If only she could do that in the bedroom.
Diana turned to see Clark's eyes burning into her. He was very displeased that she had all these men staring at her. But, she was not his to possess. Rosie got up again, and joined her friend in the seductive dancing. But alas, she was not as good! Rosie saw Bruce, so she jumped down, walked over to him, and they made out. Diana kept on dancing for another song, and then got down to sit in the booth with Rosie and Bruce, who were all over each other. A slow song came on and Rosie and Bruce got up to dance. Diana sighed. Alone again she thought. A voice interrupted her thinking.
"Hey, I saw your dancing. Pretty good!" She turned to see Clark. He was smiling his signature smile.
"Why hello there! It was not aware that I would be meeting boys tonight? I would of worn something more revealing!" She joked. Clark sat down next to her.
"Can I get you a drink?" He asked.
"Yes you can." Diana responded, happy to be in familiar company.
After a few more drinks, they shared a taxi back to Diana's second apartment in Metropolis. "Do come in!" She said humorously. Clark laughed, and then went to kiss Diana. He then said the unspeakable.
"I love you." Diana froze, in shock from his words. They weren't even together! What they had was purely physical attraction. She slowly came to and ushered Clark out of her apartment.
That was a close one. She thought. I can't get into anything serious. I can't love. She put her head in her hands as she slid down the door.
Oh Diana. Why do you always ruin it?