Thanks for the feedback. Based on the feedback, the concensus was to keep moving on...

Attitudepnay678: Thanks,

TVO: This is not in continuity with any of my other ficcies… I just thought after watching Cat Canary that Diana and Dinah have a lot in common and decided to have some fun.

KK Minamino: Thanks for the kind feedback as always.

Gargoylesama: I was never that into BC and GA but after seeing the eppy, they're a close second to BM/WW in my mind…

Thanks also GoblynQueen, Terry2004 and Black201 for the kind words.

The Getaway:

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Three weeks after their initial sparring session in the Watchtower dojo, Dinah Lance met Wonder Woman on the Observation Deck at 9 p.m. They'd made it a habit to meet at least once a week for either a sparring session in the dojo or for a drink on the Observation Deck. They'd originally planned on sparring that evening but Dinah found Supergirl and Star Stripe already using the dojo. She cursed under her breath then contacted Diana on the Comm. Link to suggest a change of plans. Diana agreed without hesitation. The swiftness of her response had surprised Dinah, who'd learned first-hand that the Amazing Amazon had a blood-lust for battle unrivaled by any other member of the League, save for Orion.

Fifteen minutes later, the Black Canary found Diana sitting in a chair next to one of the three large glass-paned windows which formed the Observation deck vantage points. The Watchtower was orbiting eastwards over the Mediterranean, having just passed the Strait of Gibraltar. Diana was staring at the view, but her gaze was distracted. There was no appreciation of the magnificence of the narrow passage between Europe and Africa, and not even the glowing jewels of the Balearic Islands seemed to command her attention.

"Turned you down, did he?" Dinah asked with a trace of regret.

"How did you guess?" the Amazon replied.

"Anybody who can fly over Ibiza without batting an eye must have something on their minds."

Diana perched forward on her seat to gain a better view, then shrugged unimpressed. "I saw it during its heyday a few centuries back." She absently twirled a lock of her raven hair. "Been there, done that."

"So what happened?"

The Amazon's face changed from distraction to anger in a flash. A storm was brewing behind her eyes as she recounted her attempt to win the Dark Knight's favor. "Well, upon your advice last week, this morning I decided to try the direct approach."

Dinah nodded appreciably. Their recent conversations had convinced Black Canary that the Amazon had been too passive in her approach. Diana had recounted the number of times she'd dropped subtle hints his way that she would favorably receive any invitation on his part to advance their relationship. Unfortunately, none of her "hints" had resulted in anything more than harmless flirtations. The flirting was fun, but it did little to release the tension that had grown tight in her belly like a bowstring. She yearned for a release. After Dinah had listened to the Amazon describe their encounters, she'd concluded that Bruce would never consciously make the next move. Either by circumstance or by choice, Dinah reasoned that if Diana wanted to move beyond this frustrating limbo they were in, Diana would have to make the first move.

"You can't afford to be subtle any longer," Dinah had warned, "I got tired of Ollie stalking me around the Watchtower. It was cute for awhile but I got bored with the longing glances so I finally asked him out. Granted, I did it under the pretense of a mission, but it was the only thing I could think of at the time. Do what I did." She encouraged. "Carpe diem! Seize the day. Do something!"

"Like what?" Diana asked suspiciously. "Ask him out for a movie?"

"Movies are fine but unless you plan on sitting in the back row for some privacy, it doesn't leave much leeway for physical contact." Dinah replied mischievously. "Besides, Wildcat mentioned something about his parents and the movies…that might not be your best approach."

"I'd forgotten the Black Mercy," Diana replied lamely. "How stupid of me..."

The two of them pondered a game-plan then Dinah's face brightened. "What about dinner and dancing? You said he danced with you in Paris."

The Amazon considered the approach then nodded in approval. "Perfect. Dinner would be nice and he certainly knows his way around a dance floor." She pondered some of the 'in' places she'd read about in some of the social columns in Gotham's newspapers, then remembered the place they'd surveilled next to the Gotham Museum of History. "How about Gotham's Iceberg Lounge ?"

"That's perfect." Dinah replied then produced her laptop from her shoulder bag. "We can buy tickets online…"

Dinah finished recounting that conversation in her mind then asked the forlorn Amazon to explain what happened next.

"Nothing happened next." Diana snapped peevishly. "I teleported to the Cave, then snuck up behind him. In my most seductive voice I reminded him that he still owed me a night out dancing and with that, I dropped the two tickets in his lap. HE NEVER EVEN TURNED AROUND! Anyway, he takes about a millisecond glance down at the tickets then asks me in 'THE BATMAN VOICE', "Are these for us?"

Dinah grinned, surprised at how well the Princess could mimic the Dark Knight's voice. The Princess had even set her jaw in a way that reminded Dinah of Batman.

"Who else would they be for?" Diana recounted asking him, then scowled. "Then he tells me 'I can't go there with you, Princess.' Then he spins around back in his chair and goes back to work."

"So what did you do?" Dinah asked, cringing at the image of her friend's rejection.

"He rejected me! What else could I do?" The Amazon asked rhetorically. "I spun on my heels and transported back her with my tail between my legs."

"Did he even come after you to explain himself?" Dinah asked incredulously.

"I didn't really wait around to find out," Diana admitted, "But I didn't see him get out of his chair, so that's probably a good indication he's not interested."

"I just don't understand what's going on behind that cowl." Dinah spat with a sympathetic glare. "He romances you in Paris, kisses you in restaurants, humiliates himself by singing for you but he won't go out with you for an innocent dinner date in Gotham? Where does he get the nerve?"

"I'm so over it I can't even begin to tell you." Diana replied angrily. "I'm done. I gave him two years to make the first move and nothing happens. When I make the move he rejects me."

Dinah nodded at the wisdom of Diana's course of action. She wistfully pondered the inability of some billionaires to appreciate the opportunity they'd been presented (hell, even Ollie had come around to her way of thinking pretty quickly). As she pondered her friend's recent setback, she spied the Ionian Sea below their vantage point. Corfu stood out like the Hope Diamond. An idea dawned in her head. Dinah rose out of the chair across from Diana's, then patted her on the shoulder. "Hang in there, girlfriend. I've got an idea how we can cheer you up."

"What is it?" Diana asked blankly.

"Are you on call this weekend?"

"I'm on Thursday then I have the Sunday afternoon shift. Why?"

"Plenty of time for what I have in mind," Dinah assured her. "I'll get back to you by the end of your shift tomorrow at the latest." Dinah promised, grinning as she strode towards the elevators leading to the residence levels.

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"We've been dating for two months and already you want a house?" Oliver Queen asked incredulously.

"Ollie," she pleaded softly next to him in his bed. "It's not for me. It's for Diana."

"Ask Bruce to buy her a house," he snorted. "He's got like 100 times more dough than me."

"I didn't ask you to buy a house. Just let us use it for a weekend. I'm trying to cheer her up."

"What's wrong with the Amazon?" he snorted.

"She asked Batman out this morning," Dinah replied with a look that would have made butter melt. "He turned her down."

"Bats turned down THAT blessed creation?" he asked dubiously. "I know he's a little obsessed with the mission and all but that's just plain stupidity. Is he gay?"

"Maybe the rumors are true." She replied. "Whatever the case, Diana is feeling a little blue so I thought a little girl's getaway weekend might be good for her."

"Anyplace you have in mind?" he asked thoughtfully.

"Corfu."

"It just so happens that I have a villa in Corfu." He replied with a smirk, "Or did you already know that?"

"I might have come across that little tidbit when I read your file," she replied sweetly, running a hand through the wavy mane of blonde hair matted on his chest. "After all, you weren't the only one doing the stalking."

"I don't know, Dinah," he stated mournfully, staring at the ceiling. "It sets a dangerous precedent for me to start lending my houses out to girls I've just started dating…"

"Are those same girls who've done a naked trapeze act for you?" she replied with a touch of disdain in her voice.

"No, I can't say any of my girlfriends have ever done that," He admitted. "That was special."

"Would you like for me to do that for you again, say… Sunday night when we get back from Corfu?"

He broke out into a hot sweat, envisioning the part where she looped her ankles through the ropes and… "Would you like to borrow my Platinum American Express Card…for incidentals and the like?"

"You are so sweet." Dinah replied, kissing him hard on the mouth. Grinning, she started working her way southwards past his navel, "In fact, I was just thinking about a way to express just how grateful I am…"

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Diana had been absently working her way through a Jane Austen novel (she was so distracted thinking about Bruce's rejection she hadn't even bothered to look at the cover) when her Comm. Link buzzed. Dinah's voice filled her earpiece a moment later.

"What are you doing?"

"Sitting in the lounge, reading a Jane Austen novel." Diana admitted.

"Gods, its worth than I thought." Dinah muttered. "What time are you off?"

"Three o'clock." Diana responded. "Why?"

"Ever been to Corfu?"

"Centuries ago. It's beautiful. Why do you ask?"

"Because at 3 o'clock we're heading to Corfu for a girl's weekend. No men or rather I should say no men in tights and no billionaires to think about."

"Sounds fantastic." Diana admitted. "Where are we staying?"

"Ollie has a place there. I've seen pictures. It's beautiful." Dinah's voice sang excitedly. "I'm going to head down there now and see what we need in terms of food and wine. Let me give you the coordinates…"

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Batman had just woken up after lunchtime in Gotham. He'd been on patrol till 5 a.m. then spent the next three hours on his computer, trying to filter through a stack of notes to determine the latest funding sources Star Labs had received. He was convinced a shadow agency had funded the Ultimen but to date had no luck tracking the as yet anonymous sponsors. He was convinced that the adage from Watergate of "Follow the money" would pay off, but the people he was up against to date had proved themselves worthy adversaries.

In the midst of sifting through the evidence, Diana had appeared in the teleportation pad and had invited him to dinner that Saturday night at the Iceberg Lounge. It wasn't that he didn't want to go to dinner or dancing with Diana, but the Iceberg Lounge held some bitter memories of Kathy Duquesne, one of the Batwomen. They'd fallen hard for each other two years prior but her father's history as a gangster had weighed heavily on them both. His nocturnal habits and her bitterness over her father's past had ultimately driven a wedge between them. The breakup was fast and furious.

He contemplated the ceiling for a moment, realizing that in his concentration to follow the conspiracy against the League, the way he'd responded to Diana had sounded like a rejection of her rather than the Iceberg Lounge. Groaning with the realization that he'd have to undue the damage quickly, he jumped into the shower after yelling down to Alfred to whip him up something for lunch.

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Batman arrived on the Watchtower later than he intended. He'd made the mistake of pulling up his WayneTech e-mail account after lunch then lost himself in the company's affairs for the next two hours. Finally, he'd put on the cape and cowl and transported up to the Watchtower at three o'clock. The operations center seemed relatively quiet, with only a few technicians going about their business. Knowing that Diana was just getting off stand-by duty, he made a few strides towards the lounge. For the fifth time in the last two hours, he worked through the details of his intended response to her request for a date. It wasn't that he was going to respond positively to any invitation, he just wanted her to know that that Iceberg Lounge presented a 'problem' for him as a venue.

'Just buy yourself some more time to figure out how you can deal with Diana.' He reminded himself, then almost gasped when he reached the door.

Diana was talking to Longshadow in the Lounge. Ever since they'd met the Ultimen, Diana had taken more than a passing interest in Longshadow. Bruce had always thought her interest was somewhat innocent but they way she was touching his arm, combined with her overt body language, instantly grabbed his interest. He slunk back into the doorway so they wouldn't see him then surreptitiously peeked his cowl around the corner so that his directional antennae mounted in his ears could pick up their conversation. The ambient sounds of the air conditioning system muffled some of their conversation, but he picked up Diana saying "I am really looking forward to our weekend getaway..."

Batman whipped his head back into the corridor, his face frozen in horror. He assumed that she'd already moved on from him in favor of Longshadow. He was about to poke his cowl around the corner again when Lantern rounded the corner with Vixen at his side. Batman assumed his natural scowl as they passed, exchanging polite 'Hellos' as he uncomfortably tried to assume a position which would justify a reason for standing in the hallway like a village idiot. He waited for them to disappear around the next bulkhead when Longshadow bumped into him at the doorway. The younger man recoiled in fright then, regaining his composure, nodded a brusque 'hello' before moving past the Dark Knight.

Batman considered a means to passively interrogate Wonder Woman as to the destination of their intended 'getaway' then thought better of it. 'She'll see right through that,' he realized. Batman spun on his heels and strode towards the Monitor Womb.

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"Is your request for this information a League matter or something personal?" J'onn asked, surprised that Bruce would demand to know where Diana and Longshadow had "signed out" to. When they'd expanded the League, J'onn had instituted a new system which required off-duty members to inform him if they were going to be off-planet or if on-planet, then whether they would be available for missions in their area. While the on-call members were required to be in the Watchtower in case they needed to transport to a threat zone immediately, it only made sense for off-duty members to inform him as to their whereabouts. Hidden from view, two minutes earlier Batman witnessed Longshadow and Diana sign out with J'onn, then each one of them individually transported down to Earth. Batman smirked to himself, knowing that any prudent couple trying to get away for a private tryst would have staggered their departures a little further apart.

He approached J'onn seconds after Longshadow dematerialized, asking for their respective transporter coordinates.

"It's BOTH a League matter AND personal." Batman replied with a rougher edge than he'd intended.

"Batman, as you've requested, we posted in our operational notices to new members that the League is not to be viewed as a metahuman dating service." J'onn responded with a wry smile. "I fail to see how your request would be in the spirit with that directive."

"I'm worried about Diana." Batman responded lamely. "I'm still not convinced Longshadow isn't part of that conspiracy."

"If you are so worried about the two of them, why don't you contact them directly?" J'onn replied.

"J'onn, I helped design the transport system." Batman replied peevishly. "It's not like I can't hack into the system and retrieve the records. It will just take longer then if you tell me directly."

"I'm afraid I can't do that." J'onn replied gravely, turning away to hide his smirk. "Besides, Diana specifically requested that I keep her whereabouts hidden from you this weekend, lest you get suspicious."

Batman's eyes narrowed grimly at the revelation Diana was sneaking around him. He spun on his heels towards the engineering section. "Then I'll just do it the old-fashioned way."

J'onn's eyes flared over. He phased then reappeared a moment later in Batman's path. "Batman, please do not override the security systems. It may take the technicians days to repair the damage."

"Try and stop me." Batman warned angrily, then strode around him. J'onn's eyes glowed with mirth as technicians and junior members scattered to get out of his path.

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At six o'clock on Friday morning, Green Lantern and Green Arrow sleepily settled into the Lounge for their shift as on-call members. It was Arrow's first shift since suffering some injuries at the hands of Wildcat a few weeks before. While his ribs hadn't fully knit together, he was going more insane with inactivity. With a yawn, Booster Gold and Elongated Man debriefed them that "nothing's happening" then the younger members headed back to their residences. Lantern groggily headed to the food/coffee dispenser to request a cup of instant coffee, then recoiled in horror when the dispenser started spouting out a pink fluid which almost looked like it was from a hydraulic line off a Javelin.

John triggered his Comm Link then clicked it off, realizing that the Lounge was only a few feet down the hall from the Monitor Womb. As usual, J'onn was on duty. He appeared to be sleeping in one of his Martian trances, then his eyes glowed, signifying the full return of his faculties.

"I take it the systems are starting to have problems?" J'onn asked gravely.

"How did you guess?" John and Ollie asked simultaneously.

"Batman is tearing apart the security firewalls we'd put in place when we built the Watchtower."

"Why would he do that?" the Arrow asked lamely.

"To find out where Diana went this weekend." J'onn replied dryly. "He's jealous."

"Of Dinah?" Green Arrow asked dubiously. "She's not a lesbian…though I'd image if they were that particular video would sell better than Paris Hilton's. Hell, we could fund a bigger Watchtower with the proceeds."

"Whoa. Easy there!" Lantern looked at his older colleague in shock. "Who's Bruce jealous of?"

"He's jealous of Longshadow," J'onn responded with a small wrinkle in the corner of his mouth. "He thinks they're having a tryst."

"Now why on Earth would he think that?" Lantern asked with a frown. "Wonder Woman's been flirting with Batman for years."

"Maybe the Immortal Amazon is tired of flirting." Arrow laughed, then looked at J'onn quizzically. "So I take it she informed you that she and Dinah are at my place in Corfu?"

"I have the coordinates here." J'onn replied, pointing to the transporter.

"How much longer are you going to let Batman sweat it out in the engineering sections looking for the coordinates?" Lantern asked gravely.

"Diana told me at least until this afternoon." J'onn replied. "She wants him to earn it. I've had to re-route some of the databases to keep ahead of him. He's very persistent."

Green Arrow and Green Lantern roared with laughter. The lights above them suddenly fluttered off then came back on, slightly dimmer than their original glow. They started laughing again weakly, then stopped, realizing that the Dark Knight was obsessed enough with his current mission to temporarily shut down power on an orbiting space station. It wouldn't seem so funny if he took a system off-line that maintained them in orbit.

Arrow gulped.