Diana took a deep breath, but she couldn't say she was happy to be home. She had gone almost two years without a word from her mother. It wasn't the best situation in the world, and Diana hadn't forgiven her mother nor did she feel like doing so in the near future. She felt sure she would be blamed for their failed relationship. It would be all about her leaving.

Diana poked her potato with her fork, causing it to roll around on her plate. Shayera had already left the table to join the Amazons in a "friendly" sparring match. Her sisters had no clue what they were getting into.

"Your friend, Shayera, is a great warrior. She seems to be enjoying herself," Hippolyta looked up from her food, "Are you enjoying yourself, my little sun and stars?"

The nickname made Diana cringe. It was the last thing she wanted to hear, "I've missed my sisters."

"You know I didn't want to banish you," Hippolyta looked down at her hands folded in her lap.

"Nothing prevented you from visiting," Diana spat before taking her ring from her belt and placing it on her left hand, "Look, let's not do this now. I have something to tell you."

Hippolyta stood, "Well, if we are going to talk then let's go to my corridors. There's no use in sitting over cold food."

Diana stood, following her mother up the palace stairs. She felt her heart pounding in her chest. She knew that it was pathetic to be nervous. She should be able to talk to her mother about anything…as long as it was what she wanted to hear.

Hippolyta opened the door to her room, "Now, tell me, Diana, what did you want to tell me?"

"I wanted you to know," Diana turned the ring around her finger, "I think we should improve our relationship."

"I agree," Hippolyta smiled, sitting on the bed, "I've even thought of a solution. I would like you to return to Themiscrya to train for your royal duties."

Diana sighed, "Mother, I already have a duty as the champion. I like my job, and even if something ever happened to you, I would give the thrown to General Philipus. I don't want to come back here."

"Diana, Man's World has poisoned your mind. Your place is here with your sisters, not with those vile creatures. They'll only hurt you. There are very few good men in the world," Hippolyta moved across the room, "Name me one good thing that comes out of their world."

Diana smiled, thinking about her conversation with Bruce.

Diana walked into her corridors, surprised when he got down on his knees, "Bruce, what are you?"

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"Princess, please just listen. I wanted to talk about us, no reasons or excuses this time," Bruce smiled, grabbing her hand, "Earlier, John, you, and myself, we all went on a mission."

"Bruce, are you feeling alright? I don't remember going anywhere," Diana ruffled his hair, "Maybe, you've been working too much."

"No, Diana, you don't remember it because it was a time-traveling mission. You disappeared when we were in the future. I saw the world then. In my future, I'm an old man, training the next Batman. I was alone," Bruce looked down, "But, I wasn't always. I married you late in life. We had a little girl, but I continued to push you away. I lost you in divorce and my child. You were both on the Watchtower when it crashed to Earth. Diana, I don't want that future."

Diana knelt down beside him, wrapping her arms around him, "I don't want that future either. I want to be with you, and have your children. I don't want to be alone."

"So, you would say yes to my question?" Bruce pulled a small box out of a compartment in his belt, "Diana, Princess of Themiscrya, will you marry me, stay with me forever, have my children, and love me even when I push you away."

"Even when you push me away," Diana nodded, tears falling as he slide the diamond ring on her hand. It was simple, but elegant: a solitaire surrounded by sapphires, "So, children?"

Bruce laughed, tackling Diana to the ground. Their lips met in a heat of passion. Tongues fought in a fight for dominance, but it was a fight to make sure the other never let go. Bruce finally pulled away, "I think we should get started as soon as possible."

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"Bruce, Mother. He's the best thing that Man's World has to offer," Diana smiled, "I'm getting married. That's why I don't want to come back. I want to be with Bruce, and I want to have his children. I want a little boy, Mother. I want a little girl. But, I want you to be a part of that. I want you to be there for your grandchildren."

"Diana, I want to fix our relationship. I do not approve of this, but if it will make you happy, I guess I'll have to live with it," Hippolyta embraced her daughter, "You might even prove me wrong by raising wonderful sons. Since you are going back, perhaps Themiscrya should be part of the world. You've presented yourself, and we could use an ambassador. I want you to fill that job. You'd be able to live in America, but you'd have to visit a lot more."

"I think we can compromise," Diana smiled, as she joined her mother in a walk down the beach, knowing that the future held good things for them, and soon little footprints would accompany theirs in the sand.