Chapter 6
Wayne Manor (AU)
Bruce finished dressing for the day, checking his appearance one more time before heading towards the door of his bedroom. He'd barely slept last night, tossing and turning and unable to think about anything other than kissing Diana. It was amazing and yet he'd just risked destroying their friendship for something he wasn't even sure she wanted with him.
Things were probably going to be awkward between them now, uncomfortable and somewhat uncertain around each other. He swore to himself that he wasn't going to allow that to happen. He was going to face this situation that he had created head-on. He wasn't about to let this ruin what they had together. He'd tuck his feelings away for her and never bring it up again if that was what she wanted.
He just prayed that wasn't the case.
Exiting his bedroom, he found no sign of Diana anywhere, her bedroom door still closed. He wasn't certain if he was relieved or disappointed about it. He made his way downstairs, the delicious aroma of breakfast greeting him. He hoped that they could keep what happened last night between them. He really didn't need Dick or Alfred inserting themselves into the situation. This was solely between him and Diana and no one else.
Entering the kitchen, Bruce was disappointed to find Dick sitting alone at the table eating breakfast. "Good morning, Master Bruce," Alfred greeted him with a smile. "I trust you slept well."
"Hey, Bruce," Dick said. "Did you and Diana have a good time last night?"
"Yes, we had a great time," Bruce replied as he slipped into his seat at the table. "Where's Diana?"
"She has not come down yet," Alfred informed him.
Dick laughed, elbowing Bruce in the ribs. "Like you didn't know that," he teased him.
"I didn't," Bruce coolly stated. "I haven't seen her since we returned home last night."
"If you say so," Dick muttered.
"I didn't sleep with Diana."
"If you say so."
"Where were you last night?" Bruce asked his brother as Alfred set a cup of coffee before him. "You were supposed to be at the event."
"I…was there," Dick tried to tell him. "Didn't you see me?"
"No, I didn't see you and no, you were not there," Bruce firmly stated.
Dick had the decency to look sheepish as he glanced at his older brother. "I was headed there after I stop by to see Barbara, but…well, one thing led to another…and…"
"And you didn't make it," Bruce finished for him with a disapproving scowl. "Mom would be so proud of you right now."
"Hey, it's not all my fault," Dick muttered. "Blame Barbara for being so gorgeous. That and she couldn't keep her hands off me last night after we talked."
"So, I take it you two are back together again?"
"Yah," his brother replied with a dreamy smile. "Are we ever together."
Bruce rolled his eyes with a huff of annoyance, wondering how his brother managed to pull that off. He broke up with Barbara and broke her heart before taking off to travel the world for a whole year. Now, she was taking him back with open arms as if he hadn't crushed her spirit. How did Dick always manage to have such a way with women?
"You are incorrigible," Bruce muttered in annoyance.
Dick chuckled as he poked his eggs with his fork. "I can't help it women find me charming and irresistible. It's a curse."
"And annoying…very, very annoying," Bruce added with a frown as he took a part of the newspaper from his brother, Alfred setting a plate of eggs before him. "Thank you, Alfred."
"I should say you and Miss Diana made a very lovely couple last night," Alfred informed him. "You two turned quite a few heads at the charity event."
"I don't know about that," Bruce replied, feeling uncomfortable talking about this.
"You created quite a stir," Alfred revealed. "Too bad the press wasn't there to capture it all. You would've been front page news."
"Alfred…" Bruce grumbled with a groan. "Diana and I are not a couple."
"Not yet," Dick chimed in.
"You two need to find something else to occupy yourselves besides my love life," Bruce grumbled.
Dick laughed as he put more ketchup on his eggs. "Yah, but it's so much fun."
Bruce shot Dick a glare that quickly melted as Diana entered the kitchen, his voice a low, threating hiss. "Not another word."
"Good morning," Diana said, taking her seat across from Bruce and Dick.
"Good morning, Miss Diana," Alfred warmly greeted her. "How do eggs sound this morning?"
"Sounds perfect, Alfred," she agreed with a smile.
"Did you have fun last night, Diana?" Dick asked.
Diana cast a fleeting glance at Bruce before thanking Alfred for the cup of coffee. "Yes, it was nice to be out of the manor for a while and around people."
"Bruce didn't bore you, did he?" Dick questioned her, giving his brother a cheeky grin. "He can be like that sometimes you know."
"Not at all," she said, gazing at Dick over the rim of her coffee cup. "We had a wonderful time."
Bruce felt relieved by her response and yet more than a little worried with how she wasn't really making eye contact with him. "We saw Oliver and Dinah," Bruce revealed. "I think they finally set a date for their wedding."
"It's about time," Dick responded. "They've only been engaged for like six months."
"She also got to meet Vandal," Bruce added, remembering Diana's initial reaction to seeing him.
"Now, Vandal is a great guy," Dick gushed, pointing his fork at Diana. "I keep telling him he needs to run for president someday. He would win in a landslide."
Diana almost choked on her coffee with his words, trying to remind herself that this Vandal Savage was not the one that she had come to know and loathe. She thanked Alfred as he set the plate of eggs and toast before her, setting out the homemade orange marmalade that he knew she loved.
"Are you going to be his campaign manager?" Bruce asked.
"Nah, I've got too much on my hands right now."
"Like Barbara," Bruce noted.
"You and Barbara got back together?" Diana questioned him.
"Last night," Dick revealed with a grin. "That's why we didn't make it to the charity event."
"Like I said…mom would be so proud," Bruce sarcastically added.
"I'm so happy for you," Diana told him. "I wondered why I didn't see you there last night. I was hoping to have a dance with you."
Dick grinned broadly at her. "I promise I'll make it up to you at the next gala."
"I'm holding you to it."
"Hey, I gotta go," Dick said as he looked up at the clock on the wall, jumping to his feet with cup in hand. He quickly downed the rest of his coffee before setting it down. "I'm meeting Barbara in half an hour. I'm going with her to pick out a new car. Her old one finally bit the dust."
"You'll have to bring her by the manor," Diana told him. "I'd love to meet her sometime."
"We'll have to go on a double date," Dick replied, wiggling his eyebrows at her as he clapped Bruce on the back, his insinuation was not lost on any of them.
Bruce ground his teeth as he tightened his hold on his fork. It took everything inside of him not to physically assault his brother. "We'll have her over for dinner soon," he suggested, noticing how Diana's cheeks tinged pink as she focused on her breakfast.
Dick just waved as he grabbed his cell phone off the table before hurrying out of the kitchen, leaving Bruce and Diana with Alfred as chaperone. Bruce glanced at Diana across the table from him, still not making any eye contact with him. It made his heart sink to see her reacting like this to him.
"Well, I'm going to head downstairs to see what more I can find," Diana announced as she stood to her feet, leaving her breakfast unfinished.
Bruce sighed heavily as she left the kitchen, hating the fact that she was avoiding him now. He needed to talk to her…needed to make things right between them. He got up from the table, more than determined to make her talk to him.
"Diana," he called to her as he followed her into the library. "We need to talk."
She paused in her step, not turning around. "There's nothing to talk about."
"I think there is," he insisted. "You're avoiding me. That's the last thing in the world that I want you to do."
"What do you want from me, Bruce?" she softly asked, finally turning to face him. "What you want I can't give you. I can't stay here with you. I need to return home where I belong."
"I know that, Diana," he admitted as he studied her. "I'm not asking you for forever. I only want what we can have now."
"It'll only end in heartbreak for both of us," she tried to argue with him with a sad shake of her head. "I can't do that to you."
He slowly closed the distance between them, his piercing blue eyes burning clear through to her soul. "Diana, I'm already in love with you," he confessed. "I'll have a broken heart no matter what the future holds for us, but I'm willing to risk it for even just a few days with you."
Diana felt her resolve beginning to crumble in the wake of his confession. This was what she'd wanted all along with her Bruce, but he'd been too afraid to take the risk. This Bruce here with her now wasn't afraid. He was willing to risk everything for some happiness even though they both knew it was likely doomed in the end. They were like star crossed lovers, falling in love but never meant for a forever after.
Couldn't she have just a little bit of happiness for however long that lasted? Didn't she deserve to know Bruce's love even for a short time? He'd been her anchor since he found her on that road, helping her through the devastating changes in her life. She'd been all alone in a world that was not her own, a world where her powers no longer existed. He'd been her link to her universe, to the life that she'd known and the man that she loved.
How had the lines between two worlds and two men become so blurred?
"You're so beautiful," Bruce murmured, his fingers lightly tracing the curve of her face before settling on her jaw. "I never believed in love at first sight until I saw you."
Without a second thought, Diana captured his lips with her own, taking them both by surprise. It didn't take long for him to reciprocate though. He cupped her face with his hands, holding her close as he poured his love for her into that kiss.
She retreated with a soft gasp, her forehead coming to rest against his. "I love him," she softly admitted as her hand moved to the side of his neck, her thumb caressing his jaw. "But I love you too. I don't even know how that is possible, but it's true. I love you both."
His lips curled with her confession, his heart taking flight. "I understand and I can accept that," he promised her. "I just don't understand how he had the strength to resist you."
"I think he's afraid," she revealed. "He's been broken and suffered so much loss so many times before that he's afraid to try again."
"I'm not afraid, Diana," he told her. "I want you…I love you…and I'm prepared to do whatever it takes to prove that to you even if it's just for a little while."
"You already have," she softly replied, raking her teeth across her bottom lip before pressing her mouth to his once more.
"Not yet…not completely," he said, his breathing beginning to grow ragged with just the thought of where this was headed.
He lifted her up to wrap her long legs around his waist as he kissed her deeply. He carried her out of the library and up the stairs to his bedroom, fully prepared to show her just what he felt for her. His shirt fell to the floor followed by hers, his hands finding the clasp to her bra and removing it slowly as if unwrapping a gift.
Her chest rose and fell with growing anticipation as he touched her, lightly running his fingers over her flesh before fully taking her into his hand. Her eyes fluttered closed as her breathing grew labored, a throaty moan slipping past her lips as her head fell back with the pleasure beginning to build and course through her body like a mighty river.
She gasped as his hands slipped down her abdomen to unbutton her shorts. He took his time sliding them down past her hips, following them down to the floor. He slowly worked his way back up, caressing and kissing the length of her impossibly long legs and along her abdomen.
Diana was a little more impatient, her hands making quick work of his shorts as she kissed along his collarbone. She smiled against his throat as she nipped at his pulse point, kissing it tenderly before finding his mouth once more with a need for more.
He swiftly picked her up, pressing her back against the door of his bedroom. He feasted on her neck before finding her breast with an intense need that refused to be silenced until sated. She tilted her head back against the door, her fingers threading through his hair as she held him against her breast.
He kneaded her backside as he nipped and suckled on her sensitive flesh, a throaty plea escaping her parted lips. He firmly grasped her hips before gently pulling her down onto him with a strangled grunt. She gasped sharply, her back arching as he slowly filled her with himself.
"I love you," he whispered, pausing to kiss along her jaw. "I'm going to show you the love that you've deserved all along."
Diana could only nod her head in response, already becoming overwhelmed by the pleasure spiking through her and settling low in her pelvis. She panted heavily as he began to rock against her, pausing to grind his pelvis against hers to intensify her pleasure. He hissed softly in her ear as her fingernails raked up his back, causing him to buck his hips wildly in response. She locked her heels behind his back, allowing him to take her at will.
It didn't take long before stars erupted behind her eyelids as she came with cry, feeling boneless from the sheer pleasure that overtook her entire body. "Bruce…" she panted his name, her lips finding his in a rough kiss.
He smiled against her breast, pausing to nip at her flesh before finally. The feel of her so tight around him was making his head spin. She was already driving him crazy and he wasn't anywhere near being done with her yet. If he had his way, he'd keep her here in his bedroom forever.
He carried her over to his bed, kissing passionately as they into it. He found himself already becoming fully aroused all over again, Diana's mouth falling open with a strangled cry with the feel of him so hot and hard inside of her. Her fingernails found purchase in his shoulders as she struggled to catch her breath. She drew her knees further up his body, clamping down around his upper torso as he began thrusting again.
"Diana," he gasped her name, pausing to press his forehead against her collarbone.
He set a languid pace this time instead of the frenzied love that they'd just made. His measured strokes were slow and sensual in an incredibly intimate way, causing her to beg for much more of him. He kissed her forehead, her nose, each eyelid before finding her lips in a toe-curling kiss that nearly had her coming undone right then and there.
He caressed the back of her thigh before gently drawing her knee up to prop over his shoulder. He began to move faster, determined to give her an earth-shattering orgasm. She deserved so much love and adoration and he was going to give it to her no matter what.
He worshipped at the alter that was Diana, driving harder and deeper within her as he gave her all that he had. He kissed her with a fierce passion, his tongue mimicking what was happening with their lower bodies at that moment. His hand found her breast once more, squeezing and kneading her as his other hand caressed her hip.
Diana didn't know which end was up as she began to writhe and squirm beneath him. She felt like she was going to shatter into a million pieces as he balanced her on a knife's edge, pulling back just enough to calm her down a little only to bring her right back to that frantic demand for release.
Unable to take it a moment longer, Diana suddenly rolled them over, taking full control as she began to move over him with unrestrained need. Stunned by the sudden change in position, Bruce immediately grasped her hips, holding on for dear life. The erotic sight of watching her ride him was almost enough to do him in.
She was so full of a fierce and undeniable passion, one that he was blessed to be experiencing at its fullest. She suddenly threw her head back as she came with a heated rush that left her trembling uncontrollably, Bruce following right after her with a strangled cry of her name.
He pulled her down into a rough kiss, his hands roaming over her body moist with perspiration. She broke the kiss to gaze down at him, a gentle smile forming on her lips. "I love you," she confessed. "I know you're not him, but I love you for you. I want to be with you too for as long as we have."
He reached up to brush a raven curl out of her face, hooking it behind her ear. "You never know," he replied. "You might end up stuck here forever."
Sadness veiled Diana's face as she averted her eyes that stung with sudden tears that blurred her vision. "Yah, I know."
Bruce sat up, wrapping his arms around her waist. "Hey, I know this isn't home to you, but I promise to make you as happy as I can. I love you, Diana. There isn't anything I wouldn't do for you."
"I love you and I'd love to stay here with you forever, but I miss my friends…my mother and sisters…and I miss him," she admitted, biting at her bottom lip. "They seem so far away right now…unreachable and lost to me."
"I know," he replied with a frown. "I wish there was something I could do to make it better for you."
She smiled lovingly at him, brushing the jet-black hair from his forehead. "You already have," she murmured, grinding her hips against his.
He throaty groan was ripped from his chest with the movement of her hips. "I swear to you I won't give up helping you try to return home even if I want you to stay here with me," he promised her. "Your happiness means more to me than my own."
She clenched her inner walls around him, her lips connecting with his. "Thank you," she softly murmured.
She felt him twitch inside of her, a low breathy moan fanning her neck. His large hands slowly slid up her back to settle on her shoulder blades as he titled his head and captured her lips. He kissed her with a slow, passionate burn that conveyed his love for her. She had never felt so cherished and adored in her life. She never wanted it to end and yet, deep down, she knew they were on borrowed time with no guarantee that she would be here forever.
She returned his kisses with equal desire, her tongue sliding sensually against his as they fell back into the bed against the pillows behind him. As she stroked his hair, she decided that she was going to enjoy every single second she had here with him for however long it lasted.
She knew in her heart this wasn't the Bruce that she had fallen in love with first, but she had fallen in love with him, nonetheless. She wrapped her arm around him as his mouth latched onto her breast, her hand coming to rest against the back of his head as he began to suckle and tease her.
Despite the sweet ecstasy that pulsated through her entire body, she couldn't deny the twinge of guilt that sprang up inside of her. She felt as if she was betraying her Bruce, but deep down she knew he had never really been her Bruce. He wouldn't allow it. He'd made that very clear in the heated argument they'd had in his lab before rushing off to face off against Grodd.
With that reminder, she threw herself fully into the passion that seized hold of both of them, pushing thoughts of him from her mind as she focused on the Bruce who did love her.
Gotham (MU)
Bruce hurried down the steps of the manor, angry with himself for sleeping so long. He'd intended to only sleep for a few hours, not nearly eight hours. He had to admit that he definitely felt better than he had before he'd finally gone to bed around five in the morning. His mind felt clearer, his body stronger.
Entering the kitchen to grab a quick sandwich, he stopped short, somewhat startled to find Alfred talking to Donna. He'd had no idea that she was even here, her appearance causing his heart to stutter out of rhythm with just the sight of her. She looked so much like Diana. It made his breath catch in his throat.
"Morning, sleepy head," Donna said with a grin before taking a sip of her tea.
"Donna," he formally greeted her. "I didn't know you'd be here."
"I wanted to come see you," she informed him. "I wanted to thank you for not giving up on my sister when everyone else had. I knew in my heart that she was still alive. You were the only one in the world who believed it too."
Bruce had forgotten about the soul connection that Donna shared with Diana. He felt stupid for not remembering that fact earlier. She might have been able to help him find her. "I'm not going to give up until I get her back to this universe where she belongs."
"You look like crap," Donna told him with a worried frown. "Dick told me you looked terrible, but I didn't believe it until I saw you with my own eyes."
"Thanks," he grumbled with a scowl.
"You look better since getting some actual sleep," Alfred interjected, setting lunch on the table for him.
Bruce took his seat at the table, offering for Donna to join him. "Please," he said, indicating the chair across from him.
"For a little while," Donna relented, sliding into the chair across from him.
"I'll make a plate for you as well, Miss Donna," Alfred offered.
"Thank you, Alfred," she replied with a smile.
"Can you feel Diana?" he asked her, intent on gathering as much information as possible to help him find her.
"I can feel that she's still alive, but other than that…nothing," she revealed. "I wish I could tell you more. When she was in this universe, I could feel her emotions, but I can't feel any of that now."
"At least you can feel your connection to her," he said with a nod. "That just further confirms to me that she's alive."
"So, tell me…how long have you been in love with my sister?"
Bruce nearly choked on his sandwich, his eyes narrowing. "Dick can't keep his mouth shut to save his life," he groused, pausing to take a drink.
Donna cocked a raven eyebrow as she waited for a response. "Well?"
"It seems like forever," he found himself confessing as he gazed down at his lunch, wondering if Donna had the same innate ability as Diana to force the truth from him.
"Same for her," Donna revealed.
Bruce's head shot up in stunned disbelief. "Really?"
"I'm afraid so," she confirmed. "She managed to lock it away some time ago, but it's definitely still there…still growing stronger with time. You can see it in her face and in her eyes when she talks about you."
Bruce could hardly believe what he was hearing. He always knew that Diana felt something for him, but he never dreamed it went as far as love…or he just didn't want to believe it. Believing meant accepting it and accepting it meant doing something about it and doing something about it terrified him. Still did to some extent, but he was more than determined now.
Her disappearance a week ago had opened his eyes to the fact that life was far too short to live in fear, wanting and never having, loving but never sharing in that love. He'd lost her regardless of being in a relationship with her or not. He still felt utter despair and rage as if she'd truly been his all along.
"I'm just afraid that I've lost my chance with her," he softly said.
"Bruce, Diana loves with her whole heart," she reminded him. "Her love is not fickle or whimsical, changing with the wind or her mood that day. It's fierce and passionate, intense and eternal. A love like that doesn't just disappear or fade away."
He nodded his head in agreement, knowing in his heart that she was right. If there was one thing that he had learned over the years, it was that Diana's heart never swayed, her love knowing no bounds. "I guess I never realized just how much I loved her until she was no longer here," he admitted, not knowing where all of this was coming from. It wasn't like him to just pour out his heart to others. Then, again, his heart was broken at that moment with Diana gone, his life so incomplete.
Donna reached across the table, placing her hand on top of his. "You'll get that second chance," she reassured him. "I trust you, Bruce. You'll find her and bring her home to us. Just promise me you'll take a chance on her."
"How is your mother holding up?" he asked, desperately needing to change the subject.
"I'm on my way to Themyscira now to tell her the news," Donna revealed, holding a hand up as Bruce opened his mouth. "I know…I know…I'm not supposed to tell anyone, but mother deserves to know. Besides, it's not like news will ever leave the island."
"I guess so," he murmured, pursing his lips. "I'm just worried about too many people knowing."
"I know," she said with a grin. "Dick and Diana have both told me about your paranoia."
"It has come in handy on more than one occasion," he insisted. "I just don't know what would happen if the world knew she was still alive but trapped in another dimension. It could alter Grodd's plans or he may try to alter his weapon. I need to get my hands on that weapon to see if I can reverse engineer it somehow."
"Well, I need to be on my way," Donna announced as she stood to her feet. "Thanks for lunch, Alfred."
"My pleasure," he assured her.
"Let me know if there's anything I can do to help you," Donna told Bruce.
"I will," he replied.
Donna paused beside him, kissing him on the cheek. "Don't give up hope. Bruce. She loves you. No matter what, don't ever forget that."
Bruce could only nod his head as Alfred escorted Donna to the front door of the manor. He felt an overwhelming resurgence in his soul with the revelation that Diana genuinely loved him. He couldn't help the joy that surged through his heart with the thought.
Diana loved him.
Getting to his feet, he took his sandwich and cup of coffee, anxious to get down to the cave so he could get back to work. He wanted to check in with Lord Batman to see what he'd found so far. He knew that the chances of him finding her so soon were slim to say the least, but he still wanted to know how the search was progressing.
Hurrying down the steps, the lights automatically turned on with his presence, illuminating the entire cave. He took the steps up the platform two at a time, careful not to spill his coffee. Settling into his chair before his computer system, he turned it on, immediately sending out a call to Lord Batman.
It only took a few seconds for Lord Batman's visage to appear on the screen before him larger than life. "How is the search coming?" Bruce asked without preamble.
The corner of Lord Batman's lips quirked slightly. "I'm not surprised to see you so soon after talking last," he stated. "In fact, I expected you to contact me an hour ago."
"I slept."
"Good," Batman said. "You still look terrible…a little better, but still terrible."
"I've been told," Bruce ground out. "What have you found so far?"
"I've searched thirty-nine universes so far, finding different variations of Diana, but not your Diana," he revealed.
Bruce's forehead creased as he considered his words. "What kind of variations?"
"Diana as a mortal with no powers, Diana married to Steve Trevor, Diana living with Bruce Wayne, Wonder Woman married to Batman," he informed him, his lips curling into a disgusted sneer. "Wonder Woman with Superman."
Bruce internally cringed with the thought. It had always been a fear of his, jealous of how Clark and Diana had been quite close even from the beginning. He knew it was a sibling type relationship, but it still got under his skin at times. Knowing they were together in other universes didn't sit well with him in the least.
"Anything else?"
"Diana never leaving Themyscira," he told him. "Diana as a super villain."
"Diana as a super villain?" he said with a frown. "That doesn't even seem possible."
"I have to agree," he uttered with a nod. "It was somewhat surreal to bear witness to."
"And you're positive none of them were her?"
"None of them matched your Diana's unique signature," he confirmed.
Bruce thoughtfully rubbed his chin with his forefinger. "There has to be a faster way of tracking her down…some way of finding her without having to check every single known universe."
"I've been thinking about that very thing," Lord Batman revealed. "I've begun to work on a way to narrow down the search. It's in the early stages right now, but I'm hoping to develop something to help with the process."
"There just has to be a better way," he groused.
"Let me see what I can come up with and I'll get back to you," he replied. "How are things coming on your end?"
"Slow," Bruce admitted, his frustration palpable. "It's going to take time to get it built and fully operational."
"You can do it," he assured him. "Just remember who you're doing it for."
"I can't forget," he confessed, his throat constricting. "It's personal."
Secret Society (MU)
"Why did he call this meeting?" Killer Frost grumbled, tilting her chair back. "Didn't we just have a meeting?"
"Maybe Grodd was able to complete a new weapon already," Parasite replied.
"Not already," Copperhead countered with a hiss. "It took him nearly a month to build the first one."
"I'm not holding out hope for anything positive coming out of this meeting," Shade added, sitting kicked back in his chair with his feet propped up on the table as he twirled his cane.
Sinestro sat forward, his forearms coming to rest on the table. "I don't have time for this," he groused. "I've got things to do. This isn't getting us anywhere fast."
"You have things to do like what?" Frost questioned him. "Trying to take Green Lantern out for the hundredth time only to fail again?"
"You want to say that again?" Sinestro growled as he leapt to his feet, leaning across the table with a threatening glare.
"Back off, Sinestro," Gorilla Grodd yelled as he entered the room. "Fighting amongst ourselves isn't going to get us anywhere and it's not going to get rid of the Justice League."
"Why did you call this meeting, Grodd?" Parasite demanded to know. "You couldn't possibly have built a new ray gun already."
"No, but I was able to make a few guns that look like the real thing," Grodd said.
"What good are fake guns?" Sinestro questioned him.
"The Justice League doesn't know that," Grodd pointed out.
"I like it," Copperhead agreed. "Let's instill a little fear in the League while you work on building the real one."
"Exactly," Grodd said, his lips curling into a wicked grin. "Time to put the Justice League on the run."
A/N: Well, there you go. Diana made her choice at least for now. I'm really enjoying writing this. It's a nice change of pace to write a messy fic where our heroes don't always make the best choices, but please hang with me. We'll resolve all the problems this affair will cause.
UP NEXT: Grodd strikes, Bruce and Diana talk, Batman makes a discovery, and Donna confides in Dick. :)