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It didn't take Terry long to return to the cave, and when he did, Bruce had a hard time not letting himself seem amused by the look on Terry's face.

"Don't tell me you took another dip in the Lazarus Pits."

"No. I woke up like this, and have no idea how it happened.."

"Who would want a young Bruce Wayne? You don't think-"

"No I don't think Talia's father is alive, I know he isn't." Bruce had had the bodies found and buried.

Well if this had to be done to you in person, I would think Wonder Woman would have tried to stop them."

Very true, but then, what if she had tried, and failed? Bruce hadn't seen her since he'd awoke. "Diana." He quickly headed up the stairs to find her.

"She's in the kitchen." Terry stated, he had followed Bruce, and had put his mask back on. Bruce assumed Terry had placed a tracking device somewhere on Diana. Bruce hurried to the kitchen and saw Diana… eating a quart of chocolate truffle ice cream.

"What's the emergency?" Diana said with a smirk. A smirk? She wasn't surprised? … She knew what was going on.

"Terry, leave us."

"No prob. I'll get back on patrol." Terry left quickly. He knew full well that Bruce could now make him leave. "Diana, what do you know about this?"

"About what?" She put a spoon full of ice cream into her mouth.

"Diana." Bruce practically growled at her.

"Alright, I'll explain, just clam down. It's not like this is a bad thing."

"Someone made me young fifteen years ago, to try to transfer someone else's soul into my body. It can be a very bad thing."

"Well you don't have to worry about that Bruce, I think I like my own body well enough."

"So you did this?"

"I did. I admit I did it rather suddenly, and without much thought, but I had only so much time. You could have died any time, I could see it."

"And just how did you do this? As far as I knew, you had no special magical powers."

"I don't, but the Gods do listen to my pleas." Diana finished her ice cream, and stood to throw away the container, and put the spoon away.

"Yes, but your gods also require a self sacrifice before they give anything to anyone." What had she done? What had she given up for him?

"That isn't something you need to worry about Bruce. For now, you may want to focus on assuming a new identity, finding a way to fake your death, and so on. I think few would accept the possibility of Wonder Woman reviving the elderly Bruce Wayne, and not look deeper."

"Tell me what you did Diana."

"I should head back to the tower now that your well, I've hardly done any work with the League since I came back." Diana made a move for the door, but Bruce was now fast and strong, not as strong as he'd been at him prime, he hadn't yet reached the age where had been at his physical peak.

Bruce grabbed, and turned Diana, trapping her in his arms, her back against him, and he had one arm around her neck. "I want answers Diana, and I can make you stay, so you may as well spill."

"Fine, if you need to know so badly, I gave up being immortal." Those words were enough to shock Bruce into letting her go.

"You what!"

"You heard me Bruce. I have every ability I had before, the only difference now is tat I'll age."

"Undo it." Bruce was not about to allow this to happen.

"Not going to happen Bruce. I don't care what kind of head lock you can get me into."

"You're being impractical Diana. Giving me another century isn't worth you losing a millennium, and more. It was a stupid decision, now fix it."

"I wont, the gods wouldn't allow it any way. I choose how I live my life, not anyone else. If I am to stay in Man's World, I don't wish to be immortal, and to see all I know die, while I remain unchanged. I'm just glad I found a good way to make my wish come true."

Bruce frowned; he didn't like this, not at all. She had sacrificed her immortality for him, she would have lived until somehow killed, millions of years even.

"I really should leave Bruce, you have a lot of things to figure out. I'll come back in a few days…" Then she left, and he was alone.


Damn that woman.

Though she had made a point, he now did need a cover story for his disappearance, and to re-emerge as someone else. He would likely end up calling on a few favors from various people to get the job done, but it would have to be done.

"So you'll need a new identity?" Terry asked. He found all of this quite amusing, and was having quite a bit of fun.

"Precisely. The most believable thing would be that I was an orphan child, and had no legal documentation. I would have to some how be related to myself."

"Illegitimate grandchild of Bruce Wayne, it would get you plenty of publicity." Terry snickered. "Why not get Waller to help? The lady owes you, and with her connections, she could get things done without any secrets getting out."

"Is it me McGinnis, or did you some how develop a Brain since I first took you in?" Bruce teased. Bruce had noticed that over the years, his relationship with Terry had become like his relationship with Dick had been, before the fighting had started.

"Ha ha."

I'll call Waller and get her to get things ready."

"You'll need a new name though, if you were an orphan, you wouldn't be named after yourself or anything."

"True. Though I don't know."

"John?"

"I don't think so."

"Wally?"

"Yeah, right."

"Clark?"

By the time Bruce left the room, Terry was on the floor, on his back, and would soon have quite the headache.