Chapter 6

I wake up lying on the cold floor. Taking a deep breath I sit up, look over my arms and legs to ensure there is no blood, and I stand up. Then my breath is taken away by the sleeping form of Diana. She's lying on the floor in front of the cell. She had rolled my uniform into a pillow and draped the cape over her, and with its fire retardant properties, it makes a great blanket, keeping in the heat. I can hear the steady rhythmic beating of her heart, and her slow deep breaths. Her right hand is under her face, and her left hand, her left hand was touching the emblem on my uniform. Her delicate fingertips were gently stroking it.

I find my boxers where I left them, and slip into them. I whisper out for the computer, but it doesn't recognize my voice. So much for not disturbing her. I call out for the computer. This time it responds, and Diana stirs awake. She sits up, stretching, which does wonderful things to her lovely neck and her lovely breasts straining beneath the white T-shirt. I feel the beast inside stirring. I control my breathing, fighting to control the beast.

"Deactivate containment field authorization…" I started, but Diana interrupted me.

"Belay that order computer." Diana said with a wry grin on her lovely face. Her eyes were a little red and her hair was mussed slightly. Now I know what she looks like early in the morning, just as beautiful as I imagined. "Now, Batman, you will tell me exactly what is going on." There was a slight hint of humor in her voice, but also concern.

"Diana I don't have time for this," I said about to call the computer again. Her perfectly formed eyebrows arch slightly, her grin turns into a full smirk.

"And where Batman, will you go without your clothing?" She stood, bundled the uniform up and deposited it outside the room. Frowning I crouched where I stood and watch her. I tried to think of a way to get out of the cell, but without my utility belt, escape will take longer than I currently have time for.

Sighing, "why are you here princess?" I asked as she pulled the doors closed, giving us privacy. I could see the damage from where she rammed her hands between the doors, and pushed them open, breaking the actuators for the doors concealed in the walls. How much will that cost to fix.

"J'onn contacted me when you arrived, Batman, he could sense that you were in distress, and sent me to find you." She said walking back to the front of the containment field. "I flew here and saw you enter the detention area. I tried to get in, but you had locked the doors and J'onn couldn't open them from the Monitor Room. Then I heard the screaming. I was trying to rescue you, but when I got through the doors I saw you transforming. Now Batman," she said sitting cross legged in front of me, "tell me what happened."

"Bruce, just call me Bruce," I said closing my eyes and pinching the bridge of my nose.

"Okay Bruce," she said with a warm smile. There was a humorous twinkle in her eyes, and her smile seemed to touch her ears.

I debated it for a few seconds. But the determined, if not concerned look on her angelic face told me that I was going to be here a while if I didn't tell her what she wanted to hear. So I began telling her everything; starting with the encounter with the wolf, the increased abilities, the pheromones, and my ability to heal. I tried to reign in the flow of information, but I couldn't.

She sat there, listening to everything. She asked a few questions, and nodded at my answers. I finished my tale with the research I had conducted. She sat there digesting what I had told her. After a few minutes of silence, I stood up and was about to call out for the computer again, but with the look she gave me, I closed my mouth.

Even through the energy field separating us I could smell the jasmine of her shampoo and soap, the powder she wears instead of antiperspirant, the detergent used to clean her clothing. But there was another scent that wafted into my nostrils. It was the same muskiness from our sparring session, while not as strong as before, it was definitely there, and very pleasant.

"Why didn't call one of us when it happened?" She said, but her face said "why didn't I call her". "Don't you trust us?" There was a slight pain in her eyes.

Before I could stop myself I said "I trust you with my life princess." Damn it. Her eyes brightened when she heard this, and the bright smile returned.

"What are you going to do?" She asked.

"I've started building a holding cell in the cave. I have a month to conduct more research, but I can beat this." I looked her in the eyes. "If I can't, once a month I'll be locked up until its safe."

"Bruce," she said standing, "you're not alone. You have us to help you." Her eyes said something completely different. Her voice had taken on a husky tone.

I called out to the computer, issued the voice command "Deactivate containment field authorization Batman-Omega-0-5-1-9-3-9-Princess" which dropped the containment field. I was rewarded with the heady muskiness of her arousal, which was mixed with my own. Her dazzling eyes sparkled when she heard the code. She came to within mere inches of me, her breathing was heavy, her heart was beating faster and faster the closer she got to me, as was my own heart.

"I want to help you Bruce, if you'll let me," she whispered her lips were so close to mine that I could feel the warmth of her breath. I stared into her eyes, trying not to loose myself in their radiance. The beast within screamed out to take her and make her mine, the logical Bat was yelling for me to push her away because she would endanger the mission, the playboy yelled for me to kiss her and the eight year-old just wanted a hug, and to be loved. She reached up and pushed a stray hair from my face.

With a playboy smirk, I ask her: "What are you doing princess?"

She smiled warmly holding my face in her hand. Her touch burned my skin. "I'm following Shayera's advice, I'm not knocking it, I'm trying it." She moves a centimeter closer, "Don't think this condition lets you off the hook, you still owe me a dance Mr Wayne." She pulls away and heads towards the door. Her hips sway back and forth giving me a tremendous view of her spectacular derriere. She pushes the doors open, looks over her shoulder at me, and gives me a wink.

"Princess, the code, will get you into the cave; I'll send you directions to the manor. Stop by tomorrow, and we'll discuss your assistance." She nods, and as she disappears around the corner, I let out the breath I didn't realize I was holding. Her heady scent lingers, and I take several deep breaths to breathe it in, memorizing it, adding it to my collection of fantastic memories of her. I need an ice cold shower.