Sometimes I'm mad over how long I take to update this thing. And yet I'm also happy when new works in the DC Universe give me ideas. I've got a plethora for Blue section of RW&B.

Kara left Cassandra to her own thoughts and returned to her bedroom. She hummed at the way her body absorbed the sunlight now that she had her real heart instead of the artificial one Dr. McCoy gave her. What took place in a handful of months felt like years. Learning about her impending death, preparing for said death, dying, recuperating, coming back, and now dealing with Donna's resurrection. This was on top of living her life as normal as possible. Her mind flitted around to more favorable moments when it settled on Kate.

"Kate Kane," she breathed out before she sighed and dropped her head. "So much explaining to do. So much."

"Supergirl!" Her attention snapped up to see Phoebe. "Supergirl!"

Kara chuckled at the warrior's wide-eyed excitement. "Hello, Phoebe. What can I do for you?"

The guard cleared her throat and straightened her back. "It's Donna." Kara's smile dropped. "No, no, no! She's okay. She wants to see you."

"Oh," Kara exhaled a laugh. "Okay. Good." She followed Phoebe away from the palace to the healer's hospital where every level was bustling about. Epione was speaking with three other healers while Penelope laid in the bed in front of them. Another group of healers were patching up Amazonian men—the ones that lived with Hephaestus—who Queen Hippolyta asked to repair and seal up the door to the Underworld. In an unsurprising turn of events, they set old booby traps off during the construction and hurt a few men within the first minutes of the work.

Phoebe led her to a rear room where Scyleia and Orithia were standing guard. "No longer on Underworld duty?" Kara asked the captain.

Orithia rolled her eyes and adjusted her stance. "With the threat level low, Phillipus assigned the more inexperienced guards to give us time to rest."

"Yet, here you are."

Scyleia snorted. "Because Orithia does not believe in taking breaks if she does not feel the need to."

"You are one to talk," commented Phoebe, who made her best-friend and sister blush.

"I wouldn't expect anything less." She patted the guards on their shoulders and entered alone; this was not a conversation Phoebe needed to sit in on.

Silence washed over her once the door closed. The light slipping through the sheer curtains cast a warm orangish-yellow light across the floor that landed on the bottom half of Kara's legs. There were three beds in the room, two on the left and one on the right. The left bed closest to the window was the only one occupied.

Kara's heart dropped. Despite the warm light and temperature of the room, Donna looked pale as death.

"Funny…" Kara jumped at the croaky voice that stumbled into the room. "The last time we saw one another, you were younger." Blue eyes caught onto black ones. "Are you taller?"

The Kryptonian shook her head. "You've been dead for a decade and that's the first thing you ask me?" Donna shrugged in lieu of an answer and let Kara fill the space. "How are you?"

"I've been dead for ten years and that's the first question you ask me?"

Kara snorted. "Don't make me send you back to the Underworld?" Donna's eyebrows popped up the same time Kara's mouth shut.

"You've gotten ballsy in your old age."

"Ew, don't say 'ballsy'."

"Still a prude though." Kara huffed and crossed her arms. Donna's eyes shifted to Kara's arms and the rest of her body. "Buff as heck though."

"Please tell me we didn't bring you back so you could irritate me."

Donna laughed, then flinched before she reached for her side. "I can't remember us ever bantering like this," she said between measured breaths.

Kara stepped further into the room and sat on the side of the empty bed next to Donna's. "Me neither."

"Hm…" The Amazon let her eyes follow up the hum. "You know," she cleared her throat, "I do remember when you were a kid. Enthusiastic and bright."

"And now?" Donna gave Kara a penetrating stare or tried. "Have you developed x-ray vision?" she said with a chuckle.

"Shush." She stared a little longer and then grinned. "The naïve enthusiasm has faded, but the compassion is still there."

"You said I was bright, not compassionate."

"It's almost the same thing with you. Your brightness attracted people to you. Now, it not only gives off a strong light, but it also sends out this warmth I'm most certain relates to a growth in compassion with you."

"That's a specific insight you have there."

"I'm an insightful person."

Kara narrowed her eyes at Donna then snorted. "Lyla's filled you in with what's happened in the past ten years, huh?"

"There's that too." Donna's laughter joined Kara's while the latter shook her head. The salty coolness of the sea mist came into the room through a gust of wind and quieted the mirth. "I forgot this room faces the sea." Her eyes moved from the window to Kara. "We didn't know each other very well back in the day. If it's okay with you, I want to rectify that."

Kara smiled and reached out to take Donna's right hand in hers. "I'd like that very much."

"So," Donna's hand tightly curled around Kara's, "do you think the world is ready for the return of Donna Troy?"

"Ha, about as much it's ready for Kara Zor-El." Kara pulled a deep grimace that Donna matched right along with the sparkle of affection in her eyes. "Well, I don't think it'd be opposed to the return of Linda Lee-Danvers and Donna Prince." She encompassed Donna's right hand in both of hers. "That is if they're up for it."

Donna rolled her eyes and shrugged. "Maybe."

X

Hippolyta tapped her fingertips on the right arm of the throne and huffed. Diana stopped pacing and stared at her mother.

"I am sorry, daughter. I do not mean to behave childishly. So much has transpired in these past few months. For the first time in two millennia, the weight of time is upon my shoulders. I only wish for Athena to make her appearance. It would bring a great peace to my heart."

"I don't know if peace can come for me. I wouldn't mind a small portion of contentment." Diana rested her hand on the hilt of her sword and moved to the center of the room. "Can it be achieved with all that has transpired?"

"That is up to you." Diana had her weapon halfway unsheathed before her eyes landed on Athena; two feet away from her with the owl Noctua sitting on her shoulder.

Diana's eyes widened "Up to me?"

"The prophecy ended with you and Kara stopping the First Born who is Zeus will handle. Any peace or war that involves you is of your doing. It seems you move forward Derinoe's execution." Athena tilted her head to the right. Hippolyta balked under the attention. "A prudent move."

"We have no choice." Noctua chirped and spun his head at Hippolyta's voice.

"No. She must be punished for her transgressions, for the evils she committed against the gods and against her people."

Diana stepped toward the goddess "And what of Circe? Will she be executed?"

Athena sighed, which caused the Amazons to blink at the emotion. "Her case involves Artemis in addition to Alexa's murder. Aphrodite and I assisted with the trial. My sister decided the punishment, with Hera's blessing."

Hippolyta ran a finger across her bottom lip. "You do not to take pride in your sister's choice."

"I am the goddess of war and wisdom," she lifted her hand and scratched under Noctua's chin, "that does not mean my siblings head my words."

Diana suppressed a chuckle. "I know the feeling."

Athena smiled while Noctua nipped at her fingers and fluffed his feathers. "You have her back, both of you. Cherish her and this second chance we have given you. The same goes for Kara Zor-El." Hippolyta caught the twinkle in Athena's eyes.

"Athena, forgive me for this, I would say you are in love with the Kryptonian."

Athena, in a move that surprised the queen and princess again in a short period, loudly laugh. "If that was possible for me, I would agree. How could one not be?"

X

Turns out sitting on a bench and staring at the sea can get boring, which is how Cassandra found herself at the coliseum in need of a good training session only to find Artemis had the same idea. The ginger was doing her staff exercises or, more accurately, beating the living daylights out of a practice dummy with her staff.

Cassandra circumvented the tables covered in weapons separated by type and approached the focused fighter from behind the dummy. She didn't need Artemis to look at her to know she was aware of the demigoddess's presence. The combination looked unfamiliar to Cassie, who assumed it was one Artemis hadn't perfected yet. The warrior never taught a technique unless she was 99% confident in its usefulness, practicality, and execution.

Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Cra-Ack!

Cassie flinched when the dummy's left arm came off and flew into the dirt. "Ouch, I hate to be whoever you were picturing." Artemis acknowledged Cassandra's statement with a glare before huffing and walking over to retrieve the arm. "I came out here to clear my head when I got sick of the waves and the smell of sea salt. I didn't expect to find you, but I'm glad I did."

"And why is that?"

"I can ask you how you're doing." Artemis threw the wooden arm into a half-filled chest with other wooden arms. She leaned her staff against her shoulder and opened an amphora filled with what Cassandra assumed was water.

"The princess Donna has returned. I am happy."

Cassandra rolled her eyes. "I'm sure that's true. I'm more concerned about you seeing Alexa so shortly after Circe murdered her."

Artemis finished swallowing and re-corked the amphora. "I could not bring her back with me."

"I saw." The staff groaned under the way Artemis's hands wrapped and twisted the wood.

"She belongs to Persephone, now."

"As opposed to you?"

Artemis growled. "She never belonged to me."

"Okay."

Kara once remarked how Cassandra had a knack for behaving young and childish one minute and as old as her father Ares the next. Diana would say it was her princess training coming through while her father once told her any bit of wisdom and self-control came from her human mother.

"I loved her… I loved her more than any of my other Amazonian sisters. She was my little shadow, the brains to my brawns, my heart. What do I do without her?" Cassandra tried not to flinch at the tears in Artemis's eyes.

"Alexa was murdered only days ago. You're allowed to mourn her."

"And then what?"

Cassandra took a deep breath and crossed her arms. "I don't know. I guess it's up to you."

Artemis relaxed her grip on the staff and dragged her feet as she moved closer to Cassandra. "I have spent nearly my whole life on Themyscira."

"There's nothing wrong with that."

"No, there is not. But what use is training to be the fiercest and most capable warrior if I do not use the skills to be one?"

"You protect the queen and you protected us in the Underworld."

"Nothing ever happens on this island. The only excitement I get is when Man's World invades ours."

"You call war, excitement?"

"It is not war I seek, but a chance to do more than what is offered here." Cassandra smiled at Artemis's eyes crinkling as she stared hard at the ground. "Alexa found adventure in her books. That is something I can never do." She squared her shoulders. "I can, however, find it if I leave."

The demigoddess choked on her saliva as she was mid-swallow. "Whoa, you're serious." Artemis nodded. Cassandra stepped past her and picked large slivers of wood off the beaten dummy. "You know, Kara's friend Jason sometimes runs a team called the Outsiders. I'm sure he'd be up to having a powerful Amazon join his team."

Artemis sneered. "Must I join a team run by a man?"

Cassandra huffed with amusement. "As horrible and obnoxious as Jason is, I think the two of you will get along. Plus, I've seen him in action. He's a good leader."

Artemis frowned. "Did you insult me?"

"Maybe." A weird guffaw mixed with a grunt came out of Cassandra as she landed on her chest and hands when she hit the ground. She spat out sand and dirt and glared at Artemis who was laughing. "Did you trip me?"

Artemis popped an eyebrow and smiled as she twirled her staff. "Maybe."