Diana was ticked. She felt overwhelmed with emotion, having been betrayed by her best friend and almost loosing her lover in one day. Diana honestly didn't know who she was angrier with, Bruce or Shayera. No one had to even ask as to how she would vote. It wasn't like she would never forgive Shayera. Truthfully, she already had in some ways. She knew that if she had been placed in the same situation that she would have sided with her sisters. No, she couldn't judge her for that. But, the betrayal stung far worse. She had left the others quickly. She knew Wally and J'onn were not happy with her decision. John could see her point of view, but he had his own problems throughout this whole situations. As for Clark, he'd always believed in second chances. She did too, but now was not the time. They had to rebuild, and it would take her at least a year to rebuild the trust that was broken. It was time they did not have.

Diana sighed, looking out the window of the Manor. The sun was setting and she could see Shayera flying away. She would make her own way. Diana knew that. Shayera was a strong and capable woman, but as strong as both she and John were…how would they survive without each other. She, herself, had debated that same question just hours before.

Diana stormed through the Thangarians like it was nothing. Sword in hand, she was ready for a fight. She was fully focused on getting the shield down for Bruce. He had a plan, involving taking back the Watchtower. Flash had asked if he was going to through a giant bat-a-rang at it, to which he replied something like that. Diana knew what he was planning. He was going to program the Watchtower to crash, then he would return with J'onn and Flash. It wasn't a full proof plan, but still it was a good one.

"Flash to all points. Bats is still on the Watchtower, he's guiding it manually."

Diana felt her heart sink. She wanted nothing more that to get to him, but they had a mission. The fate of mankind came first. She couldn't get to him even if she'd wanted to with all the Thangarians ganging on her. She was going to loose Bruce. She thought of the first time they danced, their first kiss, the first time they made love. Every swing of her blade was accompanied by a memory. Every swing of her blade was revenge for her love's sacrifice.

"Penny for your thoughts," Diana turned around, her thoughts broken, as she met Bruce's gaze.

"I was just thinking about all that's happened today. I lost my best friend. It feels awful. I can't explain it," she gave a half-smile purely so he wouldn't worry.

Bruce sat down on the couch beside her, wrapping his arm around her nonchalantly, "I'm sorry. Shayera chose duty over love. She's not the only person who's been guilty of that lately."

Diana turned to Bruce with a glare, "You were stupid. It was a brilliant plan. Let's let the best member of the League crash the Watchtower. It's not like we won't need him later. Did you even think it through? What were you thinking Bruce! Is your life so worthless that you can just throw it away like that? Didn't you think about Gotham? It needs Batman."

Bruce smirked, "There's Robin, Nightwing, Oracle, and Huntress. Gotham would be fine."

Diana stood from the couch throwing her hands in the air, feeling even more frustrated, "Speaking of Robin, did you even think about Tim? Alfred is getting up in years, and he can't take care of the boy forever. He needs a father, and Alfred would be heartbroken to see you die."

Bruce shook his head. He'd thought of everything. Diana had no right to criticize his decision, "I did think of Tim! I have a huge trust fund to take care of him and Alfred. They both know the risks of what I do. They know I could die with any mission. I'm not giving up my promise to my parents, Diana! I was thinking of them! They would have wanted the world safe. I thought the world would be fine, and maybe I could see them again. I could have my family again, Diana!"

Diana stepped forward, and they were no looking at each other eye-to-eye. She was angry that he'd wanted to die. She slapped him hard across the cheek, "You jerk! Don't you realize that you're a part of my family? Did you even think about me at all! I will always respect your decisions, but maybe I would have liked to say goodbye."

Bruce smiled, holding her tight. He had thought about her the most. As the fire surrounded him, he thought of nothing more than her face. He loved her more than any other woman, but he knew choosing her meant finding a way to remain immortal. He would never see his parents again, "I couldn't bare saying goodbye. I never want to say goodbye to you."

Diana smiled, "I don't either, but you could have let us in on the plan. Clark would have known ahead of time to save you, or J'onn could have piloted the Watchtower and phased out."

Bruce chuckled, "His weakness is fire, and besides….you never would have let me if you knew."

Diana nodded in agreement as Bruce ran his fingers through her raven locks, "I don't think I'm ready to let you go, Mr. Wayne. I want to love you forever."

"Forever is a very long time, Diana," Bruce smiled, lifting her up in his arms, "But, we have right now. How about I show you the guest room you'll be staying in."

"I'd like that," Diana smiled, leaning into his chest, "Don't ever scare me again."

Bruce knew that was a promise he couldn't keep, but he would lie for her say, "I promise."

Diana smirked, "Cross your heart."

Bruce solemnly crossed his heart, knowing the vow he made to his parents was no longer number one.