Chapter 22

Gotham (MU)

Diana glanced at Bruce, wondering what he was up to now. She could tell by the expression on his face that he had a definite plan in mind, but what that actually was had yet to be revealed. It had to be something good if the air of anticipation that he exuded was any indication.

Where are we going?" she finally asked after several minutes.

"You'll see when we get there," he replied, keeping his eyes on the road.

"You already told me that when we left the manor," she reminded him. "Do I get a hint?"

"No," he stated.

Her eyes narrowed as she studied him. She thought it might have something to do with her free clinic that they'd been planning together for the last month, but she didn't want to ruin his surprise. It was more than obvious that he was excited about whatever he had hidden up his sleeve.

Then again, it might not have anything to do with the clinic. Could it be a date of some kind that he had planned for them? She glanced down at the clothes that she was wearing, hoping that it was appropriate for whatever he had planned. If she weren't dressed right, he would have told her to change.

Looking out the passenger window, her thoughts began to drift back over the last month. It had been wonderful working so closely with Bruce on her dream of a free clinic. He had been a wealth of valuable information that helped to point her in the right direction, hopefully building something that would remain a positive influence in Gotham for many years to come.

"We're here," Bruce announced as they pulled up in front of a rundown building.

"Bruce, what is this?" she asked as she looked at the building.

"It could be the place for your new clinic," he revealed as he got out of the car, Diana following.

"What was this place?"

"It used to be a medical supply company for many years, but they went out of business a couple of years ago," he explained, taking her hand in his as he led her to the front of the building that was in definite need of repair. "If you like it, it's yours."

Diana stared in stunned disbelief at the building, her heart beginning to beat a little harder as ideas began to spring to mind. "Do you mean it?"

Bruce pulled a set of keys out of his pants pocket, dangling them before the princess. "Let's see what you think of it."

Taking the keys, she tried to keep the faint tremor she felt rolling through her at bay as she unlocked the front door. Opening the doors, she discovered sunlight streaming in through a couple of broken windows, highlighting the countless cobwebs that dangled from the ceiling. There was a thin film of dust over everything, but she could see the potential.

Diana barely saw all the things that would need to be repaired or the extensive work it would take to get it up and running. All she could see was the possibilities and the finished product. It made her heart soar, knowing that she was one step closer to seeing her dream for Jacey becoming a reality.

"I know it's going to take some work, but Wayne Construction can take care of whatever renovations you want," he told her as they slowly made their way through the building. "We can completely change the layout to suit you or, we can look someplace else. You don't have to settle for this site. There are plenty of other buildings in Gotham that are in dire need of saving."

Diana turned to him, her arms slipping around his neck. "This is perfect," she murmured as she hugged him tightly.

Bruce's arms snaked around her waist as he buried his face in her hair. "It's all yours, princess," he told her.

"Really?" she gasped as she retreated to look into his face, tears stinging her eyes.

He nodded as his lips curled into a grin. "I bought it this morning."

"You did?"

"It's all yours to do with as you want."

"I can't believe it," she whispered, stunned by the revelation. "You bought it for me?"

"I believe in you, Diana," he replied. "I want your clinic to become a reality."

"I don't know how to thank you," she said, shaking her head as she looked around her in wonder. "I wish I could pay you back."

"The smile on your face is the only payback I need," he told her, his hand moving to cradle the curve of her face as his thumb caressed her cheek. "I've missed your smile so much."

Her lips quirked into a bright smile as she melted into his touch. "You've given me many reasons to smile again," she replied.

Bruce slowly began to lean in to kiss her when a little Dalmatian puppy wandered into the room, barking loudly at the intruders. Bruce frowned at the unexpected interloper for interrupting the intimate moment. He unwillingly released his hold on Diana as they turned their attention to the puppy.

"Hey, where did you come from little guy?" Diana asked as she knelt, putting her hand out for the puppy to sniff.

The puppy tentatively approached, stretching out his neck to tentatively sniff at her hand. Deciding that he liked her, he began to excitedly lick at her fingers, causing Diana to laugh in response. Bruce stood behind her, folding his arms across his chest.

"Be careful, princess," he warned her. "There's no telling where he came from. He's probably full of fleas and ticks."

Diana picked the puppy up in her arms, holding him close to her chest. "Bruce, it's a puppy, not a Minotaur," she told him. "He's adorable and he doesn't have fleas."

"Don't even think about bringing that mangy thing into the manor," he stated, his voice leaving no room for discussion.

"He was abandoned and left on the street by his owner," she replied.

Bruce's eyebrows furrowed as he stared at the puppy snuggling in her arms, wishing it were him instead. "How do you know that?"

"I can communicate with animals," she revealed. "It's one of my gifts."

"Of course, it is," he said with a frown.

"Bruce, he's just hungry, and needs a bath," she insisted. "I think we should keep him."

"Of course, you do," he muttered.

"I think he could stay here," Diana decided. "He would be a great comfort to the women coming in for help. Animals have proven to be very therapeutic, and he could guard the clinic at night when it's closed."

"That does make sense," he reluctantly agreed, reaching out to scratch the cute puppy behind the ears. "He can stay at the manor until the building is completed and then he stays here."

"Thank you, Bruce," she replied, leaning in to kiss him on the cheek as the puppy licked his neck at the same time.

"Okay…okay," he said, taking a step back as he wiped his neck off with the back of his hand. "What are you going to name him?"

Diana's expression became thoughtful as she held the puppy up in front of her, studying him intently. "Pepper," she ultimately decided with a grin. "Your look like salt and pepper."

Bruce just shook his head in amusement, the Amazon princess endearing herself to him even more at that moment as he gazed at her. "Only you, princess," he said with a chuckle.

"What?" she asked as she looked at Bruce. "He likes his name."

"Let's go get some lunch and get some puppy supplies," he said.

"You get to come with us," she told the puppy. "Now, don't make a mess in Bruce's car or he'll make me fly you home."

"I can't believe I'm letting that thing into my car," he muttered to himself.

"Pepper said he wouldn't make a mess."

"I must have lost my mind," he murmured as they exited the building that would become the home of the new women's free clinic.

XXX

"Shouldn't we put him on a leash?" Bruce asked as they were seated at a table outside of the restaurant.

"No," she replied with a firm shake of her head. "I told him he needed to sit here by my feet. Pepper promised he wouldn't run off."

"He's getting a bath as soon as we get home," he said, wrinkling his nose.

"Are you going to help me?" she sweetly asked with a grin.

"No way," he adamantly stated. "He's your responsibility, princess. Besides, I need to contact the contractor at Wayne Construction to see how soon he can meet with us to start the renovations on the building."

"I still can't believe you bought that building for me," she replied. "What would you have done if I had said I didn't like it?"

Bruce shrugged his shoulders as he took a drink of his iced tea. "Renovated it for another project," he revealed. "I'm always looking for property to renovate to improve Gotham."

"You have no idea how much it means to me that you want to help me with this," she told him. "Jacey wasn't even your daughter, and yet you didn't turn your back on my dream or my desire to honor her."

Bruce reached over beside him to entwine his fingers with hers. "Diana, Jacey was important to you," he explained. "You loved her…she was a part of you. That's all that matters to me."

"I've loved working with you on this project over the last month," she replied, squeezing his hand.

"I've enjoyed it as well," he admitted.

"Well, isn't this cozy?"

Bruce froze as Diana looked up to find Selina Kyle standing on the sidewalk staring at them. Flashbacks of a similar experience assaulted her, memories of Talia showing up after her doctor's appointment with Leslie. It caused her stomach to churn as her heart began to hammer beneath her breastbone.

"Selina," Bruce greeted her. "What have you been up to?"

"Oh, just out doing some shopping," she casually replied, turning her attention to the Amazon. "I heard she was back. Just had to jump on that right away, didn't you, Bruce?"

"What happens between Diana and me is none of your business, Selina," he stated. "You and I have been over for a long time."

"And I see you have a puppy together," she noted, ignoring his comment. "How cute."

"Is there something I can do for you?" he asked, wishing she would leave.

"You should know that you'll never get more than a puppy out of bruce," she told Diana. "Bruce was never one for babies. Of course, I don't know, though. Can Amazons get pregnant?"

Diana's hands curled into fists, leveling a deadly glare at the cat thief. "I don't believe that is any concern of yours either," she bit back.

"Don't you have someone else you'd like to stab in the back?" he spat out.

"Ouch," she replied, feigning hurt. "You know that wasn't personal, Bruce."

"It was to me," he ground out. "Goodbye, Selina."

She sniffed, lifting her chin in the air before storming away. Bruce turned to Diana, an apologetic look on his face. "I'm sorry, Diana," he softly said. "She had no right to say that to you. I hope she didn't hurt you."

"It's all right," she assured him. "Selina doesn't bother me."

"It's obvious she upset you," he replied with a grim expression.

"It just reminded him of an incident with Bruce in the other dimension," she revealed, her hand moving to her stomach. "He ran into his ex then too. He had a similar encounter with Talia."

"I know how difficult that is," he told her. "Even now, there are still things that pop up out of nowhere that remind me of my parents. It's something that you carry with you no matter how long ago it happened."

"It's getting a little better," she revealed. "It still stings, but it's not as sharp as it used to be."

"Diana, I need to explain Lois to you," he ventured.

"It's all right," she said. "I shouldn't have gotten angry with you. You don't me owe any explanations about your past relationships."

"I know you were hurt to find out I went out with her," he pressed. "It was only a couple of dates, and then we ended up together on a mission. She discovered that I was Batman. I asked her to move to Gotham with me, but she wisely declined."

"It's okay," she assured him. "I know you've been out with lots of women over the years. It just took me by surprise that you'd been out with Lois too."

"It was long before the Justice League or meeting you," he continued. "It definitely wouldn't have worked out between us. Lois is a little too aggressive and in your face for my taste. She's far better suited for Clark and his laidback personality."

"I have to admit I have a hard time picturing you two together."

"There's someone else that I'd rather picture myself with," he flirted.

"Oh, really?" she asked with a grin. "Is she someone I know?"

"I think so," he replied. "Do you think she'd go out with me tomorrow night?"

Diana cupped her chin in her hand, the corner of her lips quirking as her elbow came to rest on top of the table. "I think she would love to."

"Great," he said. "I'll take care of everything."

"I'll have to see what I can find to wear," she decided. "How will I know how to dress?"

"Alfred knows where we're going and can help you," he assured her. "He's a master at dressing anyone for any occasion."

"Not going to give me a hint?" she asked, abruptly holding up a hand. "No, I know. No hints."

Bruce took her hand, bending it to kiss the back of it. "You will find out soon enough, princess."

Gotham (MU)

Diana smoothed out her dress as she walked down the stairs, wondering where Bruce was taking her tonight. She couldn't help the flutter of excitement that was roiling in her stomach in anticipation of the evening that lay ahead for them.

She honestly thought she'd never see the day that Bruce Wayne would actually make the first move in initiating a date with her. Now that he had, she couldn't deny the trepidation that she felt. She knew that she wanted this more than anything, but some doubts lingered.

"Miss Diana, you look positively lovely," Alfred greeted her.

"Thank you, Alfred," she replied, glancing down at the stunning champagne-colored dress that she wore. "I can't thank you enough for helping me pick it out."

"It was you who spotted it first," he reminded her. "I merely gave my stamp of approval."

"As do I."

Both looked up to find Bruce walking towards them in a suit and tie that made him look even more dashing than normal. "You look very handsome, Mister Wayne," Diana complimented him, trying to keep the warmth she could feel rising within her from reaching her face with the way he was looking at her.

No one looked at her quite the way that Bruce did…not even his twin. It had been something that she had longed to see again.

"Shall we go?" Bruce asked, offering her his arm.

"Yes, even though I have no idea where we're going," she lightly teased.

"Ah, Master Bruce is an expert at keeping secrets," Alfred pointed out as he opened the front door for them. "Have a wonderful time."

"We will," Bruce replied as he escorted Diana out to his waiting convertible sports car.

"The Aston Martin," Diana noted as he opened the passenger car door for him. "Do I get a turn driving it?"

Bruce nearly choked on his tongue. "We'll see," he responded.

Diana chuckled softly as he came around the car to climb into the driver's seat. "For the first time, I sense real fear in the Batman," she teased him.

"It's as bad as if you asked if you could drive the Batmobile," he told her as they tore down the driveway.

"Can I?" she excitedly asked, her eyes brightening with the notion.

"We'll see," he grumbled.

Diana reached over, placing her hand on his thigh. "I'm just teasing you, Bruce," she assured him. "I only want to fly the Batplane."

His head whipped to the side, trying his best to ignore the feel of her hand on his thigh. "Not the Batplane."

"The Batcycle?"

"How about the pickup truck?"

"Land Rover?"

"Nissan."

"Porsche?"

"How about I buy you a car of your choosing?" he offered. "That way if you wreck it, I won't care as much."

"Bruce," Diana said with a laugh. "That's terrible."

"What?" he retorted. "I'll buy whatever you want. You name it, and it's yours. Besides, you're going to need something to get to and from the clinic."

"How about you just tell me where we're going instead?"

"We're almost there, princess," he told her as they wound their way through the city.

Diana looked up at the evening sky, savoring the wind in her hair. "It's such a beautiful evening."

"I thought so too," he agreed. "We're going to a place that I know so we can enjoy it."

"Hmmm…" she thoughtfully hummed as she glanced at their surroundings. "Finally, a hint…not a good one, but it's more than I had before."

"Just relax and enjoy the adventure," he replied with a smirk.

"Is that what this is? An adventure?"

"Diana, every moment spent with you is an adventure."

"I'll take that as a compliment," she ultimately decided.

"You should," he confirmed as he parked his car at Wayne Towers. "I think you're going to enjoy this."

He got out of his car before making his way around to the passenger door, opening it for her. Taking his offered hand, Diana exited the car. "You have an apartment here?"

"The entire top floor," he informed her as they entered the building.

Entering the elevator, Bruce inserted his card and keyed in the secret code that took them to the top floor. The elevator doors slid open, revealing an expansive apartment that was elegantly decorated in a manner that was befitting billionaire Bruce Wayne.

The apartment had a wall of windows on three sides of it, allowing them an expansive view of Gotham. The sun was beginning to set, creating a breathtaking backdrop to the city that was starting to light up in anticipation of impending nightfall.

Music played softly as Bruce came to stand beside her, taking her hand in his. Lights were strung around the perimeter of the rooftop as well as around the various potted bushes and plants that gave the roof an almost exotic feeling. She felt as if the stars themselves were surrounding her.

"Bruce, this is incredible," she murmured with a gasp as her fingers curled around his.

"Just wait," he told her with a lop-sided grin as he led her through an opening in the wall of windows and out onto the roof.

There was a small table set for two, complete with tablecloths, candles, and red roses, the sounds of the city around them creating distant background noise. "Shall we?" he asked, leading her towards the table that awaited them.

"It's beautiful up here," she murmured as she took her seat, Bruce sitting down beside her. "I can't believe you did all of this just for me."

"It was no trouble at all," he assured her, opening the bottle of wine and pouring them each a glass.

A man dressed in a tux came out of the rooftop apartment with a domed tray, removing the cover to reveal two salads. "Thank you," Diana said. "This looks delicious."

"Thank you, Phillipe," Bruce said to the man who gave him a small bow before leaving them alone once more.

"I love it, Bruce," she told him, smiling warmly at him as she squeezed his hand.

"I thought you might enjoy something a little more private than a restaurant or being at the manor," he revealed as they dove into their salads. "Here, we won't have to worry about the boys intruding."

"This is perfect," she assured him. "I can't imagine anything better."

"I spoke to the contractor today," Bruce revealed. "He thinks they'll be able to complete the renovations in about a month."

"I can hardly believe it," she marveled. "It won't be long before the clinic can open."

"We'll just need to find staffing and someone to manage it."

"You get a lot of the credit, Bruce," she insisted, pausing to take a drink of her wine. "If it weren't for you, we wouldn't have been able to get the funding we needed for it."

"I believe in this clinic, Diana…and I believe in you," he replied as the man appeared with two plates of roasted lamb and potatoes. "I'll do whatever is needed to make this a reality for you and Gotham."

Diana smiled softly at him. "You have no idea how much that means to me."

"Have you decided on a name for it yet?"

"I'm having a hard time coming up with something," she admitted with a wrinkled brow. "I'm not sure if I should include Themyscira in the name or if I should just keep it simple and call it Gotham Pregnancy Clinic."

"What about the Jacey Wayne Pregnancy Clinic?" he suggested.

Diana stared at him, stunned by his idea. "You would be all right with Jacey's name being used?"

"Diana, she was a part of you…and in a way, I guess a part of me," he reminded her. "You're doing this in her honor. I think it would only be appropriate for her name to be used."

"But it could generate a lot of questions…people wondering who Jacey Wayne is and if she's related to you."

His hand moved to cover hers resting on the table. "Diana, it's your story to tell if you want to," he replied. "I'm not going to stand in your way, but I will always stand by your side."

"Thank you, Bruce," she murmured with tears shining in her eyes, wanting to apologize to him. "I'm sorry that I left Gotham so abruptly, but I knew that going back to Themyscira was what I had to do for myself. I didn't want to put it off."

"There's no need to apologize, Diana," he reassured her. "I know you were doing what you had to and that's all that matters. You needed more than I could give you."

"No…no, that's not it at all," she countered, her hand coming to rest on his forearm. "It had everything to do with me losing my way. I needed to be reminded of where I came from and who I am…what my mission was and my purpose for leaving Themyscira in the first place. I had to find a way to reconcile the guilt that I carried for not being able to save them. I not only found myself again, but it helped me confirm what I want in my life."

"I'm glad," he truthfully told her. "I was so worried about you."

"I know and I'm sorry," she apologized. "I almost contacted you several times while I was away."

Bruce chuckled softly, remembering all too well how he had almost gone to Themyscira to see her. "Alfred kept me from going to Themyscira to see you a couple of months after you left."

"You were going to go to Themyscira?"

Bruce nodded as he focused on his plate. "It felt like you were gone for so long," he admitted. "I missed you."

"I missed you too," she softly confessed. "There wasn't a day that went by that I didn't think about you."

"Me too," he said, taking her hand. "I don't want you to leave ever again."

"I don't plan on it."

He smiled in relief, an awkward silence falling between them before he finally asked, "would you care to dance?"

"I'd love to," she agreed as she took his hand.

Music softly filled the air as he took her into his arms as they began to dance beneath the canopy of stars with Gotham as their backdrop. It was magical in every way imaginable as they slowly swayed to the music in the comfort of each other's arms for what left like forever.

He tilted his head, inhaling her jasmine scent as his eyes fell closed. She turned her head, her lips nearly grazing his. He murmured her name, his fingers threading through her hair as they shared the same breath. There was nothing to interrupt them, nothing keeping them from exploring this new level of intimacy in their growing relationship.

A gentle rain began to fall, scattered drops interrupting their dance. Bruce groaned as he looked up into the darkening sky. "It wasn't supposed to rain until later tonight," he grumbled.

"No…it's perfect," she murmured, capturing his lips in an unexpected kiss that was more than welcomed by the billionaire.

They kissed as the rain fell, their dance all but forgotten. Thunder echoed in the distance as lightning crashed, signaling an impending storm. Bruce reluctantly released her, running for the bottle of wine before grabbing Diana's hand. They ran inside the apartment as the skies suddenly broke loose.

Bruce set the bottle of wine on the coffee table before removing his wet suit jacket and shoes. "Sorry our date was ruined," he apologized as he loosened his tie.

"Nothing has been ruined," she assured him. "I love the rain. Besides, we still have our dessert to look forward to, don't we?"

The way she said it made Bruce wonder if she meant literal dessert or something more. "It's your favorite," he replied as he made his way to the kitchen with Diana following close behind. "Chocolate truffle cheesecake."

"That's not my only favorite," she murmured, grabbing his tie and pulling him in for a heated kiss that stunned him senseless.

Bruce melted into her, his hands finding her hips as he backed her up against the cupboard. Open-mouthed kisses grew hungrier by the moment as hands attempted to explore as much as clothing would allow. He ground his hips against her, his growing arousal becoming more than evident.

"Bruce…" she whispered his name, her hand coming to rest against his jaw. "I have to admit…I'm a little afraid."

"Don't be afraid," he whispered, his lips ghosting over hers in the barest of kisses as his heart began to beat a little harder. "I won't hurt you."

"No," she responded, her forehead coming to rest against his cheekbone as a tremor of anticipation rolled through her. "I'm afraid of losing you…like I lost him. If something happened to you, Bruce…"

"I know I haven't handled my feelings for you very well, and I'm sorry for that, but I love you, Diana," he confessed as his other hand cupped the back of her head. "I've loved you for so long, but I was afraid too. I didn't know how I would handle it if something happened to you, but then something did happen, and you were gone…possibly forever. I was suddenly faced with the realization that I could lose you, whether we were together or not. I don't want to go through this life any longer without you with me."

She gently brushed the bangs from his forehead, a tender smile on her lips. "I want you, Bruce…right here…now."

"Don't you want me to take you to the bedroom?"

"Later," she whispered as her lips claimed his.

Gripping her hips, he lifted her onto the countertop, pushing her dress up to her waist. His heart nearly stopped beating altogether to find her completely bare beneath her dress. He groaned as his fingers pressed deeper into her hips, his forehead coming to rest against her breastbone as he attempted to gather himself.

She raked her fingers through his damp hair as his fingers found the apex between her thighs. She drew a shuddering breath as he began to stroke her center; her body tensing as pleasure steadily began to build. She moaned softly when he pulled his hand away to free himself from his pants before pulling her to the very edge of the countertop and directly onto him.

Diana bit back a cry of satisfaction as she bit her bottom lip, both adjusting to the intense emotions and sensations pulsating through them. They'd both wanted this for so long, and now they were finally here together, sharing in the love that had steadily grown between them.

Bruce finally lifted his head, his mouth finding hers in a desperate kiss as he clung to the last thread of his self-control. He was resolved to make this last for as long as humanly possible, even though they had the entire night to themselves to explore everything they could together.

His fingers gripped her hair as he began to move his hips, Diana wrapping her legs tightly around his waist. She began to rock her hips, dipping her heels into his lower back, urging him deeper and faster. He grunted softly against her throat as his head came to rest on her shoulder.

Diana's head fell back as passion spiked through her veins. The pleasure was intense, nearly taking her over the edge right then and there, but she hung on, wanting this to last forever. Thunder and lightning clapped loudly as they finally came undone, breathing exerted and bodies limp with the euphoria that consumed them as the thunderstorm raged outside.

He kissed her deeply as he lifted her off the countertop, keeping himself seated deep inside of her as they exited the kitchen. He carried her to the leather couch in the living room, sitting down with her still wrapped up in his arms and around his waist.

Diana groaned with the feel of him already growing rigid inside of her and turning her on all over again. She shifted her hips, earning a throaty growl as he reached behind her to find the zipper of her dress. Finding it, he gently pulled it down, taking his time revealing the breathtaking prize beneath.

His mouth greedily latched onto her right breast as she removed his tie. His dress shirt, however, didn't survive her impatient assault as he sucked hard on her breast, his dress shirt shredding in her hands with her cry of pleasure. He smiled to himself with her response, determined to remember what made her gasp and sigh, what made her writhe, and what made her scream his name.

He lifted her dress off her, tossing it aside before flipping her onto her back on the couch, settling over her with a lustful glint in his cobalt blue eyes. "I think I need to have you in every single room of my apartment," he readily decided as he hovered above her.

Diana lifted her head from the pillow, kissing him soundly. She nipped at his bottom lip as she lightly raked her fingernails down his back. "As long as you feed me cheesecake in between, I'm all in," she agreed as she squeezed her inner walls around him, nearly causing his eyes to roll back in his head.

She ripped his pants and boxers off, leaving him as bare as she was save for her high heels. He growled in response, pinning her wrists above her head. "That was an expensive Italian suit you just destroyed," he growled as he descended on her throat.

Diana bucked her hips, causing him to grunt in response. "So, are you going to make me pay for it?" she seductively teased as she raked her teeth over her bottom lip.

Bruce's breath caught in his throat as a smirk formed on his lips. "You're a very bad princess," he huskily chided her.

"Are you going to punish me?" she flirted, nipping at his earlobe before sucking on it.

"Most definitely," he rasped as he began to make love to her again.

XXX

Diana awoke with a sleepy, sated smile on her lips. She stretched languidly, her body aching in the most pleasurable way. She was certain she would have bruises if it weren't for her Amazonian constitution. She just hoped that Bruce wasn't too battered after countless bouts of lovemaking with a passionate Amazon princess.

The smell of breakfast caused her to roll on her side, opening an eye, and finding a single red rose sitting on her bedside table. She smiled as she picked up the rose, bringing it to her nose. She knew at that moment that Bruce Wayne was her soulmate…her one true love.

He had been all along but being in that other universe had thrown a curveball into her life. It had allowed her a chance to love another while giving Bruce a glimpse of a life without her. In the end, it had been what they had both needed, helping them to grow…preparing them for a life with each other.

"Wake up, sleepyhead."

"I don't want to," she told him, keeping her eyes closed as she burrowed deeper into the pillows behind her. "I'm afraid if I open my eyes, I'll find out last night was just a dream."

Bruce smiled as he set the tray of food down on the bedside table before sitting down on the edge of the bed. His hands came to rest on either side of her body as he leaned over her, his lips gently caressing hers to reassure her it was no dream.

Diana hummed with his kisses, her arms slipping up around his neck. "I don't want this to end," she told him as she opened her eyes to gaze up into his handsome face.

"It doesn't have to," he assured her, brushing her tousled hair from her face. "Stay with me at the manor."

"I'd love nothing more," she replied as she pulled him down on top of her as she kissed him breathless, breakfast suddenly forgotten.

A/N: YAAAY! They're together!

UP NEXT: Last chapter! What will happen to our favorite duo?

NOTE: I was going to write a Thanksgiving fic but I was too busy finishing Chp 1 of Family Crisis! Hope you all had a wonderful Thanksgiving if you celebrate. :)