Last day! Thank you for enjoying this ride with me!

Day 8: Let's Just Dance


We continue to sway to the soft music that fills the room. To the left of us is Clark, who dances with Lois in his arms, whispering sweet affirmations to his new wife. The man is completely in love with her, and I am genuinely happy for my friend. They have come so far and they are completely open with each other. It's something I inspire to be with Diana.

As we continue to dance, my arm wrapped tightly around her back, keeping her close, I wonder what I can say to change our futures. I know Diana plans to go back to the island, and I know she doesn't plan to come back. I need to change her mind. The world needs Wonder Woman and I need Diana.

Diana shifts in my arm and lets out a sigh as her head falls to my shoulder. I can sense she is becoming comfortable in my presence, and I let my lips curl into a smile. It's a start. But Diana is stubborn, and it's going to take more than a simple dance to convince her to stay. "I miss us," I say, not letting my voice raise higher than a whisper.

She lets out a small sigh and nods against my shoulder. "And I miss you too, Bruce," she says. She breathes gently on my neck as her words hit my ear and I have to try my hardest not to let a small shiver run down my spine. She lifts her head and lets her eyes connect with mine and I see something I never want to see again. The hurt that lies behind her eyes, the hurt that I have caused- I would do anything to make that go away. "But we can't do this."

I shake my head, stopping her from saying anything further. She pulls away from me and shakes her head in response, whispering an apology before she walks away from me and the dance floor. I watch as she speeds towards the door, towards an escape from me. But I'm not going to let her go again without a fight. Her eyes glance my way and I can see she is begging me to stop her. She wants to stay, but she is afraid of getting hurt once again by me.

I quickly follow Diana out of the room, rushing up to her. My hand quickly grabs her wrist and I pull her into a hug, wrapping my arms around her, not letting her go. I can't let the woman I love walk out once more. "Bruce," she says. Her voice waivers and I can tell she is trying to hold in tears.

She pulls back and stares at me, her big blue eyes hidden behind those stupid glasses, on the verge of tears. "I love you," I confess. I watch as her eyes widen at the three words I've never told her until now. "Watching you walk out of the cave and not going after you was the biggest mistake of my life," I begin. I gently push a few strands of hair behind her ear, letting my finger gently caress her cheek. "I am so sorry, Diana."

Diana closes her eyes and takes a deep breath. "Bruce," she begins, "I can't continue to be shut out."

"I know, and I want to give you everything you deserve, including all of me." My hand reaches up and pulls the glasses from her face. I quietly fold the frames and place them in my pocket, before I pull her face closer. I swear I can see the faint hint of a smile on her face before her lips meet mine in a sweet kiss. Her body is tense and I know she is unsure of whether she should be giving into me. It takes a moment, but she finally relaxes into the kiss, letting her hand reach up to cup my face as she pulls me closer.

She pulls away from me, offering me a smile, before she leans into my chest, letting me wrap my arms around her. Her body against mine feels natural and I can't help the smile that creeps across my face. "I love you, Bruce," she says. She lets her hand caress my forearm and I lean in to kiss the crown of her head. "I never needed this," she says, and I am confused by what she means.

I look her in the eye, raising an eyebrow as she continues to absentmindedly caress my forearm. "This?" I ask.

She nods once, letting her eyes roam over to where Clark and Lois stand talking to a few of their guests. "I never needed a ring, the wedding, a white picket fence," she confesses. "I just needed you. All of you." She reaches up and places a hand on my cheek, letting me know that being me is enough for her. For years I've felt as if she was too good for me, that I would only ruin her with who I was, but she has proven me wrong. She wants me, for me. She loves me, and that is the greatest gift anyone could have ever given me.

I give her a small nod, letting my fingers gently touch the back of her hand, as I lean in to greet her lips with another kiss. My lips are an inch from hers when I hear someone clear their throat from behind me. I quickly turn to notice Clark standing in the doorway, a smug smile on his face as he crosses his arms over his chest. "Well it's about damn time," he says. I turn to Diana and raise an eyebrow once more, questioning just how many people knew about our separation. She only shakes her head, just as confused as I am. Clark only chuckles as he shrugs his shoulders. He takes a step towards us, and although I know I should pull away from Diana, I can't help but pull her closer, a smirk on my face as I place my hand on her hip. "The two of you were completely unbearable without the other," he says, "It was kind of obvious what was happening. Plus, I overheard Diana talking to J'onn."

Diana gives him a nervous smile, before she glances up at me and lets out a small laugh. "Just a small lover's quarrel," she says, although I can hear the uncertainty in her voice. She is still unsure of letting herself get caught up in the charm only to be hurt once more.

I nod and place a kiss on her temple. "We'll be fine, Clark," I say, although he isn't who I am looking at when I speak. I watch as Diana listens to my words, soaking up the hidden meaning, before she lets out a small sigh, content to know I understand where she is coming from.

Clark only nods and unfolds his arms. "Good. Don't screw it up, Bruce," is all he says, before he disappears back into the hall, leaving the two of us alone once more.

Without a word I reach into my pocket and pull out the glasses Diana has been hiding behind all night. I hand them to her and she quickly returns the frames to her face, scrunching up her nose as she attempts to get used to the feeling of plastic resting on the bridge of her nose. "So what now?" she asks.

She has a commitment back on the island, and she cannot get out of it. I know this. But I want, more than anything, for her to come back to me. I don't want her to leave without the promise she will be back. However, as I watch her let her eyes roam over me, settling on my face with a grin, I know I'm guaranteed that promise. Still, there will be a lot for us to discuss. But now is not that time. We can do this when our friends aren't in the other room celebrating their union. "We will talk about it when you get back, I promise," I say, offering her a hand. I watch as she places her hand in mine and I let my fingers wrap around hers. "But for now, let's just dance."

She answers me with a small nod and I lead her back into the hall and onto the dance floor, where I let my hands hold her waist as we sway to the music. We will talk about this. We will get through this. And as long as I'm alive, I will spend every day showing her just how much I love her.

Wow, this should've been done a while ago…...whoops. At least it's done. Hope you all liked it.