14. Three Sisters

Summary: Not the same as the previous chapter.


"I know you are there," the deep voice echoed slightly in the cavernous underground lair.

"I was waiting for you to finish your work," her sultry and due to sleep, husky voice preceded her stepping out of the shadows and walking towards the huge screens of the bat-computer, in front of which sat, a black and grey clad figure, his gloved fingers dancing over the keyboard keys.

She did not bother how did he know it was her or how long had he knows that she was eavesdropping/snooping on him. She had long since realized that man, this human, non-meta; mortal man had more to him than was visible on the surface. He could have installed sensors all over the cave, sensors that detected any alien and or unwanted presence. It could be that, or it could be that having years of practice to hone his body into a perfect weapon, a weapon that his equally if not more brilliant mind wielded to its limit and beyond, allowed him to hear her breathing. It could have been the crunch of gravel under her feet, not this time, not when she had taken the precaution to stay airborne the entire time.

"Its late," he spoke without taking his eyes off the computer screen, his hands keeping up their typing actions. Through the corner of his eyes, he watched the naturally glowing form of the Amazonian beauty glide through the air, her white silk nightgown slightly billowing around her, its smooth fabric sticking and smoothening around her feminine curves. Nearing him, she landed silently, covering the last couple of feet on foot.

"I know," she ran and hand through her raven colored hair and leaned against the control panel.

"And…" she could almost see him arch an eyebrow under that cowl of his.

"And…" smiling at him, she reached one hand up and deftly unmasked him, her fingers tunneling through his thick sweat slicked hair as she leaned forward to join her lips with his. "I couldn't sleep. I missed you."

"I miss you too…."

BEEP, BEEP, BEEP

"Test completed. Twenty-seven possible earths found," an electronic voice followed the beeping, rousing him from his dream, bringing him back into his living nightmare.

'She's not here,' he reminded himself. 'She's not here.'

Running his hand over his face to rub around the remnants of his sleep, his sighed in the currently empty cave.

"I miss you too….."

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"I know you are there," the same words spoken by the same deep voice and to the same person, but ones spoken on an alternate world, got an entirely different response.

"How do you know its me," Diana stepped forward. She was dressed in her nightclothes. With her staying at Wayne Manor, she had been able to get off the watchtower monitoring shifts and had taken a break from some of her ambassadorial position, the ones that involved her meeting people. Those her secretarial staff was handling, as according to the embassy's press release, Madam Ambassador was away on a League mission and would be unavailable for the next few days.

"What do you mean?" Bruce finished the file he was working on and turned his chair around to face her.

"I mean, how did you know it was me," Diana stressed on the last word. "It could have been her."

"Yes, it could have," was all she got as the chair and its occupant turned back to the screen.

Not getting a clear answer, Diana supplied her own. "You guessed it." Again, she got no answer. If he guessed it, she knew that he wouldn't admit, because the Batman did not guess, he collected evidence, analyzed them and reached a logical conclusion. That and the fact that he was always correct.

She was somewhat surprised that he resumed his work, not because he resumed it, but because of the file, he was working on. It was a file on her dimensional twin, the Diana who had been accidentally sent over to their world and was currently asleep in the house above them.

"Hmmm, I hope you didn't record our conversations," she walked and stood beside him, reading the data he was recording. "After all it is your house."

"Yes," Bruce answered dryly, knowing that she know what the yes was for. She knew that he hadn't bugged the rooms they were staying in, but had got the information from Dick. "And I asked her."

"You asked her?" Diana was surprised as to when did this happen. 'Must have been at night.' Because the other times, both Diana almost always together, each learning more about the others home world. When the other Diana had come to know about Hippolyta's death in this world, she had been as distraught as the one here. However, learning that she had a twin sister had surprised her. It seemed that either Donna Troy wasn't created on that earth, or if she was, the two had yet to meet. While on this earth, she had been a founding member of the then Teen Titans, on the new Diana's world, it had been Starfire who was he fifth member of the five-member team.

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Earlier that day,

Expectant to see what surprise Dick had told her about, Donna had been shocked to see a second Diana in front of her. At first, she had thought that it might be a shape shifter, however when it was revealed that she was indeed the real Diana, albeit one from another dimension, she got over her suspicion and greeted her the way as she did her sister.

What had been comical was her falling over herself at the shocking news that this new Diana was not only pregnant, but was pregnant with twins, the cherry on the proverbial ready to topple over cake being the identity of the father of those children.

"No, NO, no, tell me you are joking," her eyes darted between the two Dianas and Dick, all three of them smiling bemused at her reaction. "Get outta here. Oh Rhea, this is just….Can I?" She got herself under control and stepped towards the pregnant Diana.

Realizing what she wanted to do, Diana smiled and nodded her head, her smile growing wider and at the same time softer at the gentle feel of Donna's hand over the slight round of her belly.

"Told you, you'd like the surprise," Dick chuckled from his sofa side seat. He knew that he would soon be sent out, or with three Amazons, maybe even thrown out of the room. However, until then, he was getting whatever information he could, both for his private non-official knowledge and for Batman's record file.

"Thanks Dick," Donna rose up and hugged him. "Now just one more thing…."

"Yeah, yeah, I know," he let out a mock sigh and pushed himself off the plush sofa. "You need to get girl talk…"

"Duh…" Donna gave him the most obvious look. "And you also need to get some sleep. How many hours has been?"

"Not long," Dick knew that he wouldn't be able to get out of this one, not with Donna. They had been friends for too long for her to not know what not long meant in Bat-talk. It would be anything from twenty-four to seventy-two hours, maybe even more in Batman's case. "I guess I'll catch u later."

"Thanks Dick," Donna called to his back, getting a hand wave in return. The same went for the thank you's from the twin Dianas.

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"So you live at the manor now?" It had been sometime since the three women had started/resumed their conversations. Alfred had prepared a delicious tropical breakfast, made in mind with the special requirements of the pregnant Diana. Both Bruce and Leslie had already finished with their breakfasts and left for their respective jobs.

"Yes," Diana answered over a mouthful of freshly cut kiwi. "For about four months now."

"Four months? Whew," Donna exclaimed as her eyes darted to her own sister. "And our Diana here, she has been here for what, a week. You've got a lot of catching up to do."

"Donna," Diana's voice held none of the admonishment she wanted it to have. 'Good thing, Donna doesn't know about what happened between me and Bruce,' she thought silently. Her sister knew a lot of things about her, including her more-than-a-crush crush over her Kryptonian teammate. She also knew that Diana didn't like being teased about it, both because it fanned the already present rumors about the relation the two shared and because, on some level, Diana regretted losing on a chance, if there ever was one, of something worthwhile happening between her and Clark. He was married now and very much in love with his wife. Even if there were moments of intimacy between the two dear friends, they never progressed beyond the boundaries of friendship, not only because of Clark's love for Lois, but also because Diana did not want to be the kind of woman who came between a husband and wife and led to their breakup. She did not want to be the other woman.

What Donna did not know what how close Bruce and her had come to embarking upon a romantic relationship themselves, a relation that this other Diana and the Batman on her world had started on and were happy with.

"So, did you move after you came to know about your pregnancy or before?" Was Donna's next question. These were questions that Diana hadn't asked…..maybe because it was too close to home for her.

"After," the other Diana answered with a smile. Even though Donna was new to her, she could feel a link between the both of them, which given how Donna was created was understandable and expected. "We were already thinking about it, and about revealing it to the others…..except the ones who already knew."

"Oh, this I got to hear," Donna's eyes lit up. "But first, I got to know one thing. How on heaven, hell and earth, did you two get together? I can't see Batman being the romantic type."

"He can be," Diana contested that remark. "When he wants to, and not in that Bruce Wayne kind of way, the one you get to see in public. However, you are right. It was me who made the first move…..well, not only the first, but the second, third and a lot of following moves."

That comment caused laughter to breakout between the three women.

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"No seriously," Donna wiped the tears appeared in her eyes. "Tell me, tell us, in detail. Maybe Diana can take pointers from you and who knows….maybe we can get the two of them together here too."

"Donna!" Diana exclaimed again.

"Sure, why not," her doppelganger got a mischievous smile on her face as she began story, starting from when she first came to man's world.

She told them about the mental hail J'onn had sent to her, how she stole, hmm, borrowed the Wonder Woman's costume, the subsequent battle against the alien invaders and her decision to stay back and join the then fledgling League.

"When you need my help and you will," Diana repeated her twin's words. "Sounds like something the Batman would say, and knowing him and the problems the League faces, he would have been proven right within a day."

"Not even that long," came the answer. "The watchtower we use, both of them, they were built by Wayne Enterprises, something according to him; he slipped into the budget for their space program. Although why he did that, I didn't understand. Not that I knew who the man behind the mask was….not until Paris."

"Oooh Paris, City of Lights," Donna was already interested. "What happened in Paris?"

"It was there that I met Bruce Wayne for the first time," Diana smiled wistfully. "It was my first outing in a public gathering and I was still inexperienced and unfamiliar with the concept of celebrity in man's world. As soon as I arrived, I was literally mobbed by photographers and people wanting to ask questions. It was very….unnerving."

"You mean irritating," Donna supplied the appropriate word."

"Yes," Diana nodded, continuing with her story. "It was then that a hand reached out towards me, accompanied by a very familiar voice."

"Ah, knight in bulletproof Kevlar," Donna made a swooning action, getting grins and giggles from both Dianas. Having worked as a photographer, Donna was some sort of amateur thespian herself, just like the singing in bathroom kind singers.

"Well, he asked for a dance, which given his voice and the fact that he was getting me away from the adoring fans, I accepted immediately," the story continued. "Well, just like an old cliché, we didn't get to complete our dance as an attempt was made to kidnap the visiting princess of Kasnia." Then Diana went on to the general details about the ensuing mission in Kasnia and the league's face off against Vandal Savage.

"After we finished with the mission and handed Savage over to the authorities, I confronted Batman," her eyes were twinkling at the memory. "I told him we never did get to finish our dance."

"And what did he say?" asked the Diana from the current League. She expected the answer, but wanted to hear it.

"He said, I don't know what you're talking about."

"Sounds just like Batman," Diana shook her head.

"Well, I didn't let him off so easy either," her twin replied. "I accepted his answer, and told him as such, while adding, that he was still taking me dancing."

"Then you got together," Donna cut in impatiently.

"No, that would have been too easy," Diana shook her head. "Too easy for Batman….and too soon too. We didn't get together, as you say, until later and even then it was after a fight."

"Typical Batman," Donna nodded again. "So, did you beat him up?"

"No, but I did throw ice cream on him."

"What?" The other Diana exclaimed.

"That's even better," Donna put in her two cents. "When did this happen?"

"It happened on the watchtower, during the Christmas time," Diana started with that part of her story.

"And we were the only ones on the watchtower."


Note:
The detailed description of this getting together part of the JLU Bruce-Diana story will be posted as the second in the 'The 'Symmetry' Interludes' series. It will be NC-17 rated and as I am keeping the parent fic. PG15, it is not included here.

Stay tuned for that, and hope you like it…And do remember to REVIEW!