A/N I Own Nothing, All Characters Are Owned By D.C And Warner Bros.

Huntress Wayne- Why thank you, I try:)

Kaliann- Yep, I think Diana would be pretty good at giving advice considering she's a couple hundred years old.

DaisyJane- That actually does sound more Amazonian, sorry if I'm making Diana hideously out of character, but I don't know that much about Amazons except for what Wikipedia taught me and a few Greek mythology books:)

JLluvr- Maybe, maybe not, you'll have to read to find out:D

JezCul646- Thanks, and LOL that scene was so fun to write:)

hi- Sorry about the semi-overload of BMWW, but a lot of people have been saying I've been ignoring them so I gave them some time. Don't worry, this has a lot of FL/HG/GL in it.

Cooper101- So many questions, so little time to answer them:)

Knight Watcher- I figured Bruce needed a shot at forgiveness, and yeah, Q's gonna have some time with Helena:)

Guest- I think that Helen and Diana are a little bit alike actually (at least in the DCAU), and I figured Bruces' girls needed to chat and get things out in the open:)

PrincessJazzy23- They're making a WW show? Oh Hera, I wonder how bad they'll mess her up. Is anyone else gonna be in it?

ChristinaWasHere- Yep, I've done a few fillers, but now the pace is gonna really pick up again:)

Wally grinned as he bent down to pick up his towel.

Last night with Linda had been awesome! First they went and saw this crazy funny movie with a talking donkey and an ogre, then they went out to eat at a little diner where the food was incredible and since Flash ate there no one cared how much Wally ate, and after an awesome date they went back to their apartment and-

Well, Wally's ears turned red and he couldn't stop grinning at the thought.

John noticed this dopey grin and frowned.

"What are you thinking about?"

"Well last night me and my girlfriend did something pretty amazing." He said forever being a gentleman and not giving it completely away.

John's eyebrow twitched in irritation. "You and Shayera had sex last nigh while she's pregnant with twins?"

Wally cursed himself silently. Why was it when he finally got an awesome girlfriend he had to pretend to be the father of his best friends children? "Uh, yeah." Wally lied.

John frowned. "Are you sure that's safe?"

"Nope."

Johns' frown deepened. "Well aren't you worried about the kids?"

"Of course I am GL, but I'm pretty sure you can do that while your pregnant."

John sighed and sat down.

"Hey buddy, what's the matter?" Wally asked.

"Wally, what have I done? I was acting like an ass because I didn't want to play Destiny's bitch, but now my son's never gonna be born. I killed him." John whispered.

At that moment it took all of Wally's strength not to instantly tell his friend about how he hadn't killed his son and he was gonna be a Daddy in about three weeks. "You didn't kill him John, maybe you'll get him after all."

"How? She's with you right now, isn't she?"

"Well, yeah, but who knows, maybe we won't work out."

"Are you gonna ditch her with two kids?" John asked snapping his head up. "Because I will break your legs if you hurt her like that."

"No-No! I wouldn't do that! I just meant maybe I die or something and you two get married and have Rex." Wally lied. He hoped he had a long time to live and maybe have a few little Wally's that were actually related to him.

John looked at him suspiciously before his gaze softened. "Sorry man, this is just hard for me, you know?"

"I know. Hey, John?"

"Yeah?"

"Do you love Shay as the future mother of your kids, or for Shay?"

John paused. "I love Shayera, I have since I laid eyes on her. But when she betrayed us, that killed me. It hurt so bad, I didn't want to still love her. Mari was good for that, she was someone to care for without getting hurt to badly. But then I found out Shayera and I were supposed to have Rex and that mixed everything up. So to answer your question, I love Shay for Shay, but the thought of her being the mother of my children made me love her more."

"So, the first one?"

"Yes."

"Man, why couldn't you two have worked this out! Now I'm fathering twins (That aren't even mine!) and screwing up with my best friend!"

"Wally, I don't hate you if that's what you mean." John sighed. "Just promise you'll take good care of her."

"I will." Wally promised.

And to take good care of her, Wally was going to get them back together.

"Helen?"

"What?"

Vic felt slight relief pulse through him, thank God he'd finally found her. He'd spent the last day and a half searching the city for her, fearing slightly that she'd committed suicide. The thought scared the hell out of him.

He quietly entered the gym and took in the sight of Helena kicking the snot out of a punching bag. He gave a silent prayer of thanks that it wasn't him, which quickly turned into a; Please don't let me become the bag she's maiming.

Vic slowly walked towards her, hands buried deep in his pockets. "Um, hello."

"Hi." She growled.

"Are you okay?"

"Do I look okay?"

"No."

"Then why the hell did you ask?" She spat giving the bag one final kick with a loud crack! as the chain snapped and the bag was thrown against the wall with a thud!

"Uh..." Vic mumbled intelligently as his mind had a brief image of the bag being him. Ouch.

Breathing heavily she looked at him oddly. "Come over here." She demanded quietly.

Vic looked confused, but came over without any protests.

She continued looking at him strangely, "Why is your shirt torn?"

"You're m-Catwoman scratched me."

"Why?"

"I pissed her off."

"Mm. Take off your shirt."

"Uh, what?"

"Your shirt, take it off." She ordered.

Vic looked at her curiously but did as he was told removing his overcoat, jacket, and shirt leaving only the tie on. Helena walked up to him and gently placed her hands on his chest, slowly moving her right hand over the three scratch marks on his chest.

She traced them with her fingers softly before tilting her head up and laying a rough kiss on her husbands neck.

"Er, Helena?" Vic said as she possessively kissed his neck.

"Mm?" She mumbled pressing against him tightly.

"Helen. . ?"

"Shut up." She growled into his ear as she shoved him against a wall.

"Ngh!" Vic winced as collided into the cement wall. Helena ignore him and continued to kiss up his neck and jaw line.

"Er, Helena, this is very unprofessional." Vic choked out.

Helen kissed her way up is jaw before whispering in his ear, "Don't care."

"Uh, alright." He muttered as she nibbled and licked his ear. "Can we at least go back to my room or-"

"Shut. Up." She growled beginning to yank at his belt until it came off with a snap! With a wicked grin she began to unbutton his pants.

Q gulped quietly. Why, why, why did they have to do this in the middle of the Metro Towers' gym? Sure, Ollie and Dinah had been caught 'sparring' in here once or twice, but still! Not that he figured telling Helena this would change her mind judging by the way she kept licking her lips.

Vic let out a light gasp at the sudden rush of air around his genitals as Helen yanked his pants down to his ankles. Without a second thought she jumped onto him wrapping her legs around his waist. With a wicked gleam she instantly lifted her shirt off her head and tossed it to the side of the gym.

Vic whimpered when he realized she hadn't been wearing a bra. She pulled his head down onto her breasts, groaning as he began to pepper them with light kisses. She bent her head down until her mouth was at level with his ear and ordered, "Take. Me. Now."

"You're, uh, still wearing pants." Vic pointed out moving his hands down her back and frantically taking off her pants until she was standing there in only a very tiny purple thong. Helena licked her lips and rubbed the tip of his member seductively, making sure it was hard. It was. With a grunt she slipped off the panties and jumped on her husband again.

Licking his ear she demanded, "Fuck me, fuck me so hard I'll never be able to stand up straight again with that massive rock between your legs."

Vic turned bright red. He opened his mouth to say something when he felt Helena slide down and surround him. Helena moaned as Vic gasped, Jesus, give a man a little warning!

He felt her bite his neck and scratch her nails down his back, gasping for him to move faster and harder inside her. They were going at it very, very rough, harder than they had in a while.

Vic wasn't stupid, he knew this wasn't their usual love-making, this was fucking. Glorious fucking, but fucking nonetheless. He tried to remember the last time him and Helena had fucked. It had been years.

She breathed at him filthy things as she grounded against him. He felt her tackle him to the ground and pin him with her knees. He groaned as she slowly rocked her hips back and forth, nibbling his navel as he tried to kiss her neck.

Helena was easily loosing herself in the sensations. Talking to Diana about sex with Vic had made her very...frisky, and hey, she wanted a distraction. What better way to distract herself than an awesome romp in the gym? She looked at Vic, face contorted, eyes half closed in pleasure with his hands squeezing her thighs together as she rode him.

Helen bit her lip as Vic pleased her gently. She didn't want gentle, she wanted rough. She didn't want to show she cared, she wanted to pound each others bodies senselessly into the floor and orgasm so much that her thighs would be dripping in pleasure.

Vic watched Helena squirm and bite her lip, trying to control herself. He bucked his hips trying to give her some of the pleasure he'd been recieving. He heard her moan as she shivered above him as he caressed her breast with his hot mouth. Helen responded by biting his taunt nipples and raking her nails down his chest hard enough to draw blood as a reminder she wanted a hard romp of fucking to forget, not a loving round of make-up sex to apologize.

She began to cry out in Italian as she reached her climax before releasing her sweet seed inside of him with a shriek. Feeling her tighten around his throbbing manhood and spending in him was too much for Vic to handle as he moaned and spent inside her making her shiver in delight. For a few minutes they lay there panting and trying to come down from the high.

Vic turned over to his side, pulling out of Helen and making her moan slightly. He sighed as he pulled on his pants before draping an arm around her, pulling her close and wrapping his coat around her body. He felt her tremble with tears she wouldn't let fall and tenderly pressed his lips against her forehead.

He knew he wasn't completely forgiven, not by a long shot, but he would be there for her when she was ready. He'd hold her when she needed a shoulder to cry on.

Even though he hated nothing more than to watch his Helena cry.

Diana bit her lip and stared at the phone.

"Come on Diana, you need to call him." Shayera reminded her.

"I know that, but I am stilll unsure how to procede."

"Just pick up the phone, dial the number, and it will magically connect you to him." Shayera smirked.

Diana glared at her. "Well, at least I would have the nerve to tell Bruce I was carrying his child and not blame it on someone else."

Shayera frowned. "Hey, I was just kidding! That actually hurt..."

"Sorry, forgive me?"

"Sure." Shay sighed sitting on Dianas' bed slowly. Another side effect of having a belly big enough to rival Santas' was that she could never stand up for very long.

Diana looked at her curiously. "How far along are you now?"

"Pretty far. The doctor says about three more weeks and I'm good." Shayera admitted. "Thank God for short terms, how do women do this for nine months?"

"Don't look at me." Diana shrugged. "Do I look like someone who would know what that's like?"

"Well, considering you're a virgin princess, I'm gonna have to go with no." Shayera smiled rubbing her tummy. "You don't know what you're missing out on. Sex is amazing."

"I've been told. I actually was just discussing it with Huntress earlier in the gym."

"You talk to that crazy murderer?" Shayera asked in surprise.

Diana felt a twinge of annoyance. "Yes, though I believe calling her crazy is a tad hypocritical. Many consider you insane as well."

"True, but come on, she's dating the Question! She can't be that sane, I mean have you met the guy?"

"He is a bit...odd, but we should not judge them unless we wish to be judged."

"Forever the diplomat, right Di? But why were you talking to her?"

"Oh she was upset after finding out that Bruce was her fa-family friend." Diana quickly lied.

"That's not what you were going to say." Shayera pouted. Suddenly her mind flashed back to what Wally told her, "Wait a minute, Bruce isn't really her Dad, is he?"

"How did you find out!" Diana exclaimed.

"Wally told me!"

"How did he find out?"

"He heard you and Bruce talking about it!"

"I am going to maim him!" Diana declared. How dare he eavesdrop!

"You can't, then who's supposed to be my babies Daddy's?"

"Their actual father, perhaps?"

"You know what I mean. But Bruce, as in our Batty, beloved Bruce, has a little murdering bastard running around?"

"Well, yes. But I would not use those words. Shayera, do not tell anyone I told you this." Diana begged.

"Fine, but if I do agree then you have to talk to Bruce, deal?"

"Fine." Diana growled. "But I was going to anyway."

"I'm so sure."

Silence.

"So, do you know their genders?"

"No, but I find out tomorrow. Hey Di, wanna be the Godmother?"

"You would allow me that responsibility?" Diana exclaimed.

"Sure, if you want to be."

"I would be honored too." Diana assured her. "And the Godfather?"

"Wally. I figured after all the shit I've put him through he deserves it."

"That sounds reasonable."

"Yeah, figured it would make him happy."

"Shayera, did you want your children?" Diana asked.

"Well, only one, but now that there's two, I can't wait." Shayera admitted. "Why?"

"I-I would like to have children someday." Diana explained. "I just hope I am able to have them."

"Hey, the Gods owe you." Shayera reasoned getting up to leave.

"But you have to have sex to get children, Di!" She called as she left.

Diana smiled. "I know."

Metropolis

A blue portal flashed opened and four figures fell out.

"Ow! Watch it Sagelli!"

"You watch it, Kent!"

"What about me?"

"Can it Iris!"

"All of you be quiet so I can think!"

"Sorry TL."

"'TL', I can't believe you went with that as your name."

"Did I ask for your opinion, Red? No, now shut up!"

"Um, guys, where are we?"

The four figures looked around. "Now that is a good question."

"Hey TL, look at the buildings."

"Oh, I guess 'when' is a better word."

"So now what do we do?"

". . .Let's make a call."

A/N So, Next: Bruce and Diana have a conversation. Also, a little cliff-hanger, don't worry if you're confused it'll make sense later.

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