A/N: Well...it's been a minute lol. If you're reading this and are screaming "ITS ABOUT TIME GEM!" then I apologize for taking so long and thanking you for sticking with me this long. I appreciate the support and love of my readers. You guys are amazing and I hope this chapter makes you day. Also, if you didn't know this chapter is based of the episode Maid of Honor. This chapter is part 2 and I highly recommend you watching that if you want a better picture of what's going on but remember this is an adaption of the episode so somethings are the same and some are not. Keep in mind this is also mainly from Bruce and Diana's POVs.

With that being said, Enjoy!

Made of Honor

Diana and Audrey stayed at the cabin the next day. They had to wait until night fell so it was safe enough for them to leave. Even if there were enough time to leave, they still would've stayed. Audrey had broken out of her shock and cried for hours on end. Diana let her mourn, not having the strength to tell her they had to leave just yet.

Diana watched the sky slowly fade black and sighed, noticing that the house was quiet for the first time since that morning. She slowly stood up and walked to the bedroom. Audrey was sprawled on the bed, deep asleep with tear tracks. Diana hesitated, not wanting to wake her from her sleep, but knowing they didn't have much time to spare. The longer they stayed, the more danger Audrey was in. She sat on the edge of the bed before touching Audrey's shoulder lightly.

"Audrey," she called. The princess stirred, blinking her eyes open. Diana tried to ignore how red her eyes were. "We need to go. I have to take you to the embassy so you can go home." Audrey nodded before sitting up. She combed her fingers through her hair before tying it back and pulling on some boots she found at the house. Audrey let out a weary sigh before walking to the bathroom. Diana waited patiently, trying to think of what was going to happen next. Her shoulders sagged as the weight of her defeat finally showed.

Everything went wrong. Was it her fault? If she didn't snap so easily at Vandal would Bruce have gotten there on time? Had she not lost her temper would the king still be alive? It was those questions that haunted Diana now and she doubted if they would ever be answered.

"It was real, wasn't it?" Audrey said. Diana looked at her. She was leaning on the doorway of the bathroom, looking into the distance. "My father being dead…it wasn't a nightmare. It really happened." Diana's throat constricted with guilt, suddenly feeling dry. But she nodded.

"Yes," She chocked out. "I'm sorry, Audrey." Audrey shook her head.

"My father has warned me about this all my life. It was never 'if.' It always 'when'…" Audrey trailed off before looking at Diana. "Let's go." Diana nodded before holding out her arms.

After a few hours of flying, Diana finally landed right behind the embassy gates. Diana looked around for anything slightly suspicious or obscuring. She wondered if she could do a quick check of the perimeter with Audrey before going in.

"The perimeter is secure." Diana jumped as Bruce's voice suddenly entered her ear again. "Come in through the front to avoid suspicion." Diana pressed button in her ear.

"Got it." She said.

"You really need to get use to that thing." Audrey commented with an amused smile. Diana grimaced.

"I'm new to this." She grumbled.

"Maybe you should turn down the volume." Audrey said. Diana raised her eyebrow. Audrey held out her hand. Diana eyed her skeptically before placing the earpiece in her palm. Audrey turned a tiny dial on the side that Diana hadn't noticed before down.

"There," Audrey said while giving it back. "That should be more comfortable." She spotted Diana's still skeptic look. "What? I told you, childhood experience." Diana shook her head in wonder before standing up. She looked around before grabbing Audrey's hand and jogging to the front. When they got there, Diana made sure Audrey's hat obscured her face before ushering her towards the lights and the doors. Diana followed closely behind to make sure no harm came to her. When they entered, the place was busy, humming with businessmen like it was two in the afternoon instead of one in the morning.

"There's Sergey," Audrey told Diana, pointing to a tall, stiff man with graying hair and a distinctive scar on the side of neck. "He's head of the royal guard. He can escort me home." Audrey explained. Diana nodded and they approached him slowly.

"Excuse me, sir," Diana called. Sergey looked at her sharply, quickly analyzing her before moving on to the petite blonde in front of her. Audrey pulled off her hat.

"Princess Audrey," he quietly exclaimed in relief. "We have been looking for you everywhere." He looked at Diana with a steely glare. "Is this the woman that took you?"

"Yes but-"

"Seize her." Sergey commanded. The rest of the guards quietly moved to arrest Diana. Diana raised her arms, ready to fight but Audrey stepped in front of her, holding her hands up.

"Stand down." Audrey commanded just as sharply as Sergey. "Diana saved me and was more effective than any one of your guards in protecting me. She's a hero and honored friend of the crown and will be treated as such." Sergey glared at Diana but she met it head on, refusing to be scared of this…man.

"Very well," Sergey said, motioning of the guards to stand down. They relaxed around her and Diana put her arms down but remained tense, ready to fight if necessary. "The jet is ready to take you home. We must leave now." Audrey nodded. She turned to give Diana one parting glance before walking away with her guards. Diana watched before she felt someone watching her. She turned and could barely make out Bruce in the shadows.

She let out breath of relief. Bruce held up a finger to his lips before motioning toward a flight of stair near the elevator. Diana nodded and stayed silent as he led her to the roof. She took a deep breath of the night air, finally noticing how tired she was.

"Take a deep breath." Bruce instructed gently. "I know this is a lot for you."

"That's an understatement." Diana said dryly, turning to him. "We failed."

"Don't think like that." He said.

"Well, what should I think Bruce?" Diana snapped. "The king is dead. The country's biggest threat is Audrey's fiancé. And now she's going to be queen. The only up side to this is that she'll be too broken-hearted to think about marrying Vandal. Hopefully, that will buy me enough time to convince her not to go through with it."

"That's where you're wrong." Bruce told her. She felt a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach.

"What are you talking about?" Diana asked. Bruce frowned.

"There's been political talks lately about Kasnia's next move." Bruce said. "As a queen, Audrey's first duty as queen is to create a feeling of stability for her people, which included bearing an heir as soon as possible." A wave of dread fell over Diana and she sat down slowly.

"No," She said.

"She's going to get married as soon as possible." Bruce told her.

"But Vandal…" Diana trailed off, looking at him desperately. "They have to know." Bruce took her hands and stroked the back of them to calm her.

"Even if we told them, we would need evidence. Otherwise we look crazy or like an international threat." Bruce explained as he helped her stand up.

"They still deserve to know. Audrey deserves to know." Diana eyes the jet fading in the distance. She could still catch her at this rate. Hopefully, they wouldn't accelerate anymore until they were outside the city.

Bruce gripped Diana's arms as she stepped forward.

"What are you doing?" he asked sharply.

"I can't just let her go and marry a warlord." Diana said firmly before pushing Bruce away. He sighed.

"You do know interrupting that marriage ceremony would be breaking federal law." He said.

"And if I get my hands on Vandal, that's not all I'll be breaking." Diana swore. She walked towards the edge of the building before turning back to him. "You coming?" Bruce smirked.

"I'd thought you'd never ask." He pressed a button and a jet rose up at the side of the building. Diana looked at it in awe before looking speechlessly at Bruce. He shrugged at the dumbfounded expression. "I thought we would need a ride."

"Yeah, but how did you get a jet?" Diana asked astounded.

"I've been around for a while, Diana. I have my ways." Bruce said before motioning to the open door. "After you," Diana's face broke out into a smile as she stepped into the jet and buckled herself in. Bruce jumped into the pilot seat and they were off.

"Do you have any idea how you're going to do this?" Bruce asked as the first few rays of sunlight began to show. Diana had been up for a while, thinking the exact same thing. How can she explain to Audrey the truth about her fiancé with no proof? Diana wanted to believe that her and Audrey were good enough friends that Audrey would believe her automatically but things are complicated. Diana came after Vandal, which means he has more leverage against her. If Vandal says he's innocent, who's to say he's lying? Not his fiancé, who has every right to believe him, nor the law, who he is a member of.

If nothing else, Vandal made sure to make his track record was flawless.

"No." She said with a sigh. "I'm still having a hard time believing that the last few hours even happened, much less the last two days. And now I'm flying miles over the Atlantic, to go and crash my friend's wedding, possibly breaking international law-"

"It's not possibly; it's definitely," Bruce cut in to correct. Diana gave him a shrewd look but Bruce was unfazed.

"Breaking international law," Diana corrected sourly. "Hoping that Audrey will listen to me, much less believe me."

"We'll figure it out." Bruce reassured her.

"How can you be so calm?" Diana asked him, amazed that he wasn't as frustrated as Diana was or at least appear to be. Would it kill him to show some emotion? She thought irritated.

"I've been through worst and I've learned that keeping a level head helps more than anything else." He told her, giving her a pointed look but Diana was distracted by the first part of what he said. I've been through worst…

"Worst as in?" She asked quietly. Bruce didn't do anything to indicate that he even heard her as he faced forward once again. Then Diana saw him frown the tiniest bit, making her wonder about his past once again. She sighed, knowing it was a futile attempt. Bruce was the biggest mystery Diana even knew and she doubted she would figure him out any time soon.

"We'll be there in about an hour," Bruce told her, breaking the silence between them. "So I would suggest you start preparing your speech now." Diana sighed out loud again.

"When's the wedding?" She asked glumly. Bruce typed something into the computer than was on the jet's console. She looked out the window, letting her mind wander for a moment. She was just now noticing how beautiful the sunrise was as the sun gleamed over the ocean, making it sparkle as the sky burst with colors.

"Looks like we missed a lot." Bruce said. Diana turned back to him. His face was grim as he made the jet go even faster. "Audrey moved the wedding up. It's happening now." Diana's eyes widened in disbelief before narrowing them in determination. Not on my watch, she thought.

"Like Hades it is." She said, unbuckling herself. "Open the roof."

"Diana-" She turned to him sharply, her eyes blazing.

"Open the roof or I'm busting through it." She threatened dangerously. Bruce's face was serious as he pushed the button. As soon as there was enough room, Diana shot out her seat, not missing the tiny smirk on Bruce's face as she did.

"Meet you there." Bruce yelled before closing the roof again.

Diana sped across the ocean, practically sprinting in the air. Bruce said they were an hour away. Audrey once mentioned that a royal ceremony took about forty-five minutes and always started at the top of the hour. Diana looked at how the far the sun was in the sky. She had no more than thirty minutes. Diana gritted her teeth before pushing herself to go even faster.

When the first glimpse of the castle came into view, Diana smiled, hope building in her chest. Then she saw the jets coming towards.

"Oh, Hera," she said. She dove down just in time to dodge the missile that was aimed at her. She wove around the rockets that raced towards her. She let out a breath of relief before she heard a rain of bullets over her head. She narrowly escaped most but was scraped by a couple. She gritted her teeth at the shallow wounds but kept moving, spooting Colonel Vox in a jetpack. She narrowed her eyes and went to meet him head only. Halfway there, he opened his mouth letting out a sonic screech.

"AAAAHHHH!" Diana screamed, trying to cover her ear but the force of the sound knocked her out of the sky. She hit the ground hard and groaned at the sudden headache she had. She opened her eyes and saw guns trained on her. She rolled out of the way at the last minute. I'm too out in the open, she thought as she landed. She ducked behind a tree, forcing herself to get reoriented.

Diana peaked out and barely had enough time to raise her arms to block the bullets that rained down on her. She ran quickly through the forest, catching glimpses of the palace. When she tried to run towards it, more guards appeared out of the blue. She grabbed the nearest tree and pulled it out by its roots, swinging it at them. Out of the corner of her eye she saw a blast and turned to use her tree as a buffer. She was blown back as the rocket hit her makeshift shield. She groaned, out of breath from the explosion. The soldiers were beginning to close in on her when she saw Bruce's jet.

He shot at them, making them back away from her and aim at him. Diana got up and uprooted another tree, tossing it at them. But it was too late. Diana watched in horror as an RPG flew towards the jet. At the last possible second, she saw something eject from the jet right before it was blown away. She let out a breath of relief before rage coursed through her. She started to run to where Bruce was landing, ready to plow through anyone or anything that stood in her way.

"Diana, don't worry about me. Get to the palace!" Bruce exclaimed in her ear, making her stop short. She looked up at the sky again. Ten minutes left. She sprinted out of the forest and up the hill towards the palace. When she was halfway there, a tank drove towards her. She narrowed her eyes at it before speeding up. She ducked as it shot at her and picked it up, pushing herself into the air all in one swoop. She gritted her teeth at its weight as she flew towards the palace. When she was close enough, she could hear the end of the priest speech.

"If anyone has cause for why this couple should not be united in marriage, let them speak now or forever hold your peace." He said. Diana panicked as she heard the words. There was no way she could fly there in time to get to Audrey but if she didn't do anything in the next few seconds, would be too late. It's now or never, Diana thought. She looked up at the tank she was holding and an idea came to mind. Before she could think it through, she tossed it into the palace chapel. The tank broke through the roof, causing screams to fill the air. Diana flew into the ceremony, right in front of Audrey, who looked at her in shock and horror.

"Audrey, don't do this!" Diana exclaimed. "You can't marry him. He's-AAAHHHHH!" Diana screamed as electricity ran through her body. She crumbled to the ground, the pain overwhelming her.

"Does anyone else have any objections?" She vaguely heard Vandal ask before everything went black.

Diana noticed two things when she woke up: 1) she was locked up and 2) she couldn't move. She looked at the locks around her hand. Instead of the chains she expected, there was titanium handcuffs that had a faint blue glow, strapping her to the wall. She pulled at them but she was drained, barely having enough energy to move. She groaned, closing her eyes as her head pounded. She wondered how Bruce would handle this…

Bruce! She thought, snapping her eyes opened and looked round the cell. She was the only one inside. She didn't hear anyone nearby except the guards. Maybe he escaped the soldiers outside. She closed her eyes again. Please let Bruce be safe, she prayed. Please let him be safe.

She didn't know how long she was standing there. The silence around her was deafening. Nothing moved around her. She couldn't hear a clock and soon enough she ran out of thoughts to distract her. She remembered something her mother told her once: the worst part about being imprisoned isn't the torture; it's waiting for it. That within itself is torture already.

Diana jumped when she heard the sound of heels piece the air, looking up slowly to Audrey walking towards her.

"How dare you burst in here and ruin my wedding," The princess-now queen-greeted her calmly. Diana narrowed her eyes at Audrey.

"You have to believe there was a good reason for that. I wouldn't have done it otherwise." Diana retorted. "Aren't you even curious about what he's doing? He's dangerous and you know it."

"Says the woman who threw a tank through my wall." Audrey replied coolly.

"Oh, grow up." Diana snapped. "He's just using you for political and military power." Audrey looked at her curiously.

"For what?" Diana's eyes widened in disbelief.

"What do think?!" Diana exclaimed. "Have you not been paying attention to everything that's going on around you? We need to stop him!"

"And you are a raving lunatic," Audrey said. Diana narrowed her eyes.

"Thought I was an honored friend," She remarked. Audrey shrugged nonchalantly before examining her nails.

Things change," Audrey said simply. "It's a shame. You were so much fun to go clubbing with." Diana frowned at her.

"This isn't a joke, Audrey." She said. "I think Savage may have something to do with the death of your father." Audrey looked up suddenly with a stricken expression. Her eyes narrowed and her mouth became a thin line.

"And I think you just crossed a line." Audrey said, her voice low with rage. She didn't say anything else as she turned her back to Diana.

"Audrey, don't walk away from this." Diana said.

"I can do whatever I pleased. Surely, you know this by now." Audrey told her before walking away. Diana sighed before leaning her head back. Well, that went great, Diana thought sarcastically, Bruce, where are you?

Bruce hated calling for backup. He tried to avoid it at all cost, which is why he didn't have sidekicks anymore and no longer a part-timer for any team and tried to avoid having partners. He didn't need them; he didn't want them. He was able to hold his own in most cases. But unfortunately, this was not most cases and his partner being capture was being to be the least of his worries.

He watched as Audrey walked towards the control room in the palace, already knowing that Diana's words had gotten to her. He knew that she was going there to check and see if Diana was right about Savage. And Bruce knew already knew what she would find. He held back as sigh before pressing the button on his earpiece.

"Bruce to Watchtower," He whispered as he crept closer to the dungeon, where Diana was being held.

"Bats?" Someone answered. "Bats, is that you?" Bruce rolled his eyes in impatience.

"Yes, Flash, it's me-"

"Whoa, Bats, where you been? I haven't heard from you in, what, three-four years? How you been?" Flashed asked excitedly. Bruce pinched the bridge of his nose in annoyance

"Fine," He said with an edge of irritation. "I need your help. Vandal Savage is planning to use a rail-gun somewhere on the world in a few minutes. You need to find a way to stop it from space with whoever you have up there."

"On it," Flash said. "I'll call in the other Johns. Do you need any help down there?"

"No," Bruce answered quickly. "I'm fine. There's another situation I have to take care of."

"You know, we're always here if you need us, Bats. We're not going anywhere." Flash told him.

"I'm fine on my own and stop calling me that." Bruce said with a grim expression. He ended the call and focused back on his own mission. He looked at the guards surrounding Diana's cell. He frowned at the number before shaking his head. He would not get away with this one quietly.

Bruce counted mentally to three and threw a small detonator down the hall, earning the attention of both the guards and Diana. The bomb ticked for few seconds before blowing up. The guards ran towards the explosion. Bruce raced to Diana's cell and picked the look quickly. He started to cut through her handcuffs.

"That won't distract them for long. " He told her, just as he heard a guard charging towards him. He ducked just as he cut through the first cuff. Diana punched the guard square in his jaw, knocking him unconsciously instantly. Bruce stood and rammed into the next guard, bulldozing through him and the other. They fell down without a fight. He looked up as he heard the elevator open, revealing more that gladly charged towards him. Before he could move, a blur moved in front of him and the bullets clanged off Diana's bracelets. Bruce shot a sharp-edged boomerang at them, knocking them back.

"Now what?" Diana asked.

"We find Audrey." He told her. Diana nodded and raced towards the royal quarters.

"Let me out!" They heard Audrey screamed from inside her room as they took out the guards quietly. "I demand to be set free immediately!" Audrey exclaimed, banging on the door uselessly. Diana opened it and Audrey looked up at her shocked.

"Oh," she said. "Hi." She frowned, looking down in shame. "You were right about him. I'm so sorry, Diana. I should've trusted you."

"I forgive you." Diana told her, placing a reassuring hand on her shoulder. "But right now we need your help."

"I can't even help myself. Vandal usurped my father's throne. I have no power among the guards."

"You're their queen. Whether they like it or not, they have to listen to you. You need to take control of the situation." Diana said.

"How?" Audrey asked helplessly.

"You can start by leading us to the control room." Bruce said. Audrey looked at him for a moment before nodding.

"This way," She said, leading them deeper into the palace. They moved quickly and quietly. The path Audrey used was mostly empty, only a guard or two occasionally that they could usually sidestep. When they reached the doors to the control room, there was only one guard blocking their way. Diana snuck up behind him and knocked him unconscious with a swift kick.

"He should be inside." Audrey told them.

"Stay here." Bruce said. Bruce walked towards the door. Diana paused before going back to Audrey.

"Can I borrow those?" She said, pointing to the diamond earring Audrey was still wearing.

"Well, it's a weird time to accessorize but here." She took them out and placed them Diana's hand. "Good luck." Diana nodded and flew to Bruce's side. He held up his hand and counted down to one.

On one, Diana knocked the door down. She quickly put the earrings inside her ears as she and Bruce jumped into another battle with the guards. They moved quickly through the room, knocking the guards down easily before they had a real chance to retaliate. Diana spotted Colonel Vox standing by Vandal's side. She placed her hand on her hip and smirked at him.

"Round two?" She said.

"I suggest this time you listen," said the robotic voice of the colonel before releasing another sonic screech. Diana crossed her arms in front her face to block the attack but was still blown back by the initial force. She grounded her feet into the floor and managed to stay up this time. She slowly walked through the blast until she was close enough to grab Vox by the machine around his throat that produced the sound. She crushed it in her grip.

"Not another word." She seethed before upper cutting him. He flew back, Vandal moving just in time to avoid being crushed by the colonel. Vandal raced to the computer, confirming and locking the rail gun's launch.

"You're in my way," He heard someone say behind him. He turned just in time to see Bruce swing a rolling chair at him, knocking him away from the computer. Bruce watched him land unconsciously on the ground before focusing on the computer. His fingers flew across the keyboard as he hacked into it. He narrowed his eyes in concentration as he moved from one combination to another.

"Batman, we couldn't stop the gun from discharging." J'onn reported from the Watchtower.

"Me either but I did manage to change the coordinates." Bruce told him.

"Where did you send it?" Diana asked from behind him. He smirked.

"Right here." Diana's eyes widened.

"What?!" She exclaimed. Bruce didn't pay attention to her as he pressed the alarm. He picked up the intercom microphone. "Emergency evacuation. Incoming asteroid in less than two minutes. This is not a drill." He announced throughout the palace. He turned to Diana. "We need to get out of here now."

"Well, that's kind of obvious." She said snidely before gathering as may guards as she could in her arms and flying out. Bruce looked for Audrey and dragged her out as well. Diana went back one more time for the last of the guards before joining Bruce at the edge of the palace grounds. She made it just before the asteroid hit, covering Bruce who was covering Audrey from the debris that fell on them. When it was over, they looked up and saw the palace in nothing but ruins.

"The rail gun is destroyed, Bruce." Green Lantern said in Bruce's earpiece. "No casualties. We succeeded."

"Same here." Bruce said. "Bruce out."

Meanwhile, Diana and Audrey had moved to a rock nearby, watching the flames go down from what was left of the palace.

"You have a lot of rebuilding to do." Diana commented. Audrey shrugged.

"I never liked the palace anyway. Too drafty," She said. They both laughed for a moment before it died down. Audrey looked at the ruins thoughtfully. "Maybe this is a chance for Kasnia and I to make a new start."

"And on the slim chance Savage survived being hit by an asteroid?" Diana asked, remembering that she didn't find him during the evacuation, figuring he was still inside.

"We are so getting a divorce. I can't be married to some lunatic warlord. Plus Savage is a horrible last name." Audrey said in disgust. Diana chuckled and Audrey smirked. "Then, once dig him up, we'll see how invincible Savage really is." Diana smirked.

"I can't think of a better plan." She said. Audrey nodded before turning to Diana. She hugged her friend tightly. Diana tensed before hugging her back.

"Thank you for everything." Audrey said, her voice filled with gratitude. "If you ever need anything, I am at your service. You're an honored friend of the crown."

"Despite the temporary revoke?" Diana teased. Audrey waved the question away.

"Hey, I'm a woman. Sometimes I get it wrong. Just don't tell them that." Audrey said, pointing to the group of men nearby. They both started laughing again as Bruce approached them.

"Time to go," He said. Diana nodded, she and Audrey standing up. They hugged one last time before Diana followed Bruce into town.

"How are we getting back?" Diana asked curiously.

"I have a few business connections downtown that can get us a ride back home." He explained. Diana smiled at the idea of home and how he said us so easily. Then she giggled as another thought came to her mind. Bruce raised an eyebrow at her.

"What?" He asked.

"I just realized, we never did get to finish our dance." Diana told him. Bruce looked at her unfazed.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Diana shrugged.

"If you say so," She said, looping her arm through his. "But you're still taking me dancing."

Bruce gazed out over the balcony, watching the sunset in New York. After a seven-hour flight, they were finally home. While they were both pretty exhausted from their adventure, Diana insisted on dancing with him before she went to sleep. He begrudgingly played an old jazz album that he knew she would like and they waltzed around the room. Being with her in that moment, he didn't feel so tired anymore. Instead, he felt alert of her hands on him and how relentless her stare was.

When she was finally too tired to dance, she stepped out of his arms. She didn't say anything, only running her fingers through his hair before going to her room. The shock of her touch ran through him as he stepped outside to clear his head. Bruce looked at the beauty in front of him as he thought of the one inside his home. He wasn't sure what would happen now. They never finished their discussion before they were swept up in this whole thing. He doubted she would let it go now, especially after fighting along side him. Would she insist on being his partner? Would she leave if he refused? And if he said yes, could she handle the pressure? Could he handle the possibility of losing someone else, of losing her…

"Amazing view," someone commented above him. Bruce looked up and scowled at the superhero floating above his head.

"Stunning," He replied flatly. "What are you doing here?" Superman floated down to Bruce's side.

"Flash told me you called yesterday. I thought I would check on you-"

"I'm fine, Clark." Bruce cut off. "Now leave." Superman frowned at him.

"Bruce, I'm worried about you. We all are. We haven't heard from you in years, not since you left Gotham. Now, you're calling us up for help..."

"It was a one time thing. I didn't have any other options." Bruce explained to him.

"We shouldn't be your last option." Superman told him, feeling the sting of Bruce's word. He reached out to the man in front of him. "Batman-" Bruce narrowed his eyes and caught his wrist. Superman raised his eyebrow. He could actually feel the resistance from Bruce's grip.

"Stop calling me that." Bruce seethed, pushing Superman away. "I'm not Batman anymore. And we are not friends, Clark, so there is no longer an excuse for you to show up here again."

"I am always going to be your friend, Bruce, whether you like it or not." Superman argued stubbornly. "You can leave the league and Gotham but you can't make me or the others not to care about you. We understand you need to adjust to your condition. We want to help you. J'onn said-"

"I don't need to know what J'onn said." Bruce snapped. "I'm not getting involved with the league again. I'm not changing my mind about it either. I have more important things to worry about." Superman frowned before tilting his head towards the sound of someone breathing nearby. He turned his head and used X-ray vision to see inside. His jaw slacked as he noticed a woman sleeping in one of the bedroom. He couldn't remember the last time he had seen one so mesmerizing.

"I'll say…" He said, trailing off in awe. He fought back a smirk as he turned back to his elusive friend. "Then I won't waste anymore of your time." He rose into the air again.

"Don't get too excited, Clark." Bruce warned. "It's not what you think."

"There's nothing wrong with hope, Bruce."

"Hope for what?" Clark looked back down at Bruce.

"Hope that there might be more for you after all." Clark said cryptically before shooting off into the city. Bruce narrowed his eyes at the departing figure. What did he mean by that?

"Bruce," Bruce turned around to see a sleepy-eyed Diana standing in the balcony's doorway. "Who was that?" she asked tiredly.

"Nobody of importance." Bruce answered smoothly. He placed his arm around her shoulder, steering her inside. "You should rest," he said. She snuggled against his chest.

"You should, too." She mumbled. He chuckled a bit as she yawned.

"True," He said, allowing himself a small smile. "But let's get you to bed first." Diana nodded, to tired to fight him anyway, content with his arms around her. But only for now, she thought to herself. He swooped her into his arms in one move so that she didn't have to walk. Diana sighed before placing her head on his chest again. Or maybe not…