Diana begins her mission seeking out the discovery of what's changed from her timeline.

Chapter 5: A Dance To Remember

Diana stirred slowly before opening her eyes to see that she had been returned to the temple of Athena. That had to mean one thing; she was back home on Themyscira. How had she gotten there though? She sat up slowly rubbing her temples due to some throbbing pain she felt in her head. If she had an iced mocha it would certainly help relieve that discomfort, and that was when it donned on her. She'd been taken from the Watchtower and brought before her Gods and Goddesses on Mount Olympus. They sent her here most likely because it was safe and because they'd told her that the Watchtower wouldn't exist in this changed timeline. Unfortunately for her, she realized that she hadn't dreamt of that. There was still an uneasiness about her as she stood to her feet. It was almost like she was dizzy and couldn't find her center to balance herself. Slowly though that feeling began to dissipate, and for that she was grateful as she began walking toward the doorway of the temple.

The bright sunshine of Themyscira was almost blinding for Diana as she stepped out of Athena's temple only see her mother anxiously awaiting her. Why was she there waiting for her though? How could her mother have known that she was in the temple all this time? There was a litany of questions rattling through her mind as she approached the queen of the Amazons and bowed before her. "Hello mother." Diana said as she stood to her full height. "It's good to see you again."

"You were only gone for but two hours child." Hippolyta responded with a hint of concern and questioning evident in her tone. "You speak as though you've been gone on a long journey."

Diana had to think quickly. Obviously her homeland was also affected by the shift in time, and that could mean a number of things. Perhaps in this timeline she never even left the island to begin with, but she had to weigh in on that later as if she didn't respond soon, her mother would become concerned and possibly confine her to her chambers until Amazon healers could look her over. "Sorry mother." She began. "It felt like days while meeting with all of the Gods and Goddesses on Mount Olympus."

"Follow me back to the throne room and share with me all that our Gods had to say my little sun and stars." Hippolyta replied as she ushered Diana with her arm to follow, and follow the Princess did.

"Well mother, I'm not sure how to say this, so I suppose the best course of action is to just come out with it." Diana explained. "The Gods have decreed that I am to take on a mission of the utmost importance. Although I'm afraid that it requires me to leave the island in search of a menace that has been altering time and affecting the entire world."

"You seem to be delirious my child." Hippolyta countered in a half chuckle. "An Amazon hasn't left this island in thousands of years. Why would our Gods and Goddesses decree such a preposterous notion?"

"Because if not stopped, it has the potential of ending all things in this world, and they do not wish this to come." Diana answered. "I did not imagine this mother or make it up, and I wish that I could go into greater detail, but Aphrodite told me herself that only I would be able to take on this mission as the Gods have protected my mind from any changes that come from this enemy and what they do to the timeline."

"I see." The queen responded slowly as she let this information sink in. Hippolyta knew that Diana had an insatiable hunger for experience of more than what could be offered on their homeland, and she was loathe to permit her only daughter to leave, but Diana had never before used the Gods and Goddesses in her arguments for going beyond the borders of Themyscira. Hippolyta may not have liked the idea of letting her daughter leave, but she also wasn't about to question a decree from Olympus instructing Diana to take on such a mission. "Then perhaps you should be granted the armor of the Amazons before you make your leave my child."

"Thank you for your understanding with this mother." Diana stated in gratitude, knowing that her mother wouldn't fight this any longer because of her desire to not go against the wishes of their patron Gods and Goddesses. "I must leave as soon as possible. I wasn't informed of just how much time I had to defeat this enemy, but I have already seen changes to the timeline and can only guess that it will get worse the longer I take."

Hippolyta summoned her guards to retrieve the Amazon armor from the sacred temple, and she made for a quick meal with her daughter as they waited before Diana would have to depart. Soon enough though, the guards returned with the armor, tiara, boots, and bracelets. Hippolyta also supplied Diana with the Golden Lasso of Truth that she kept at the side of her throne in the instance that it were ever needed for interrogation of potential intruders. Diana slipped away and changed from her white royal chiton and sandals into the armor that she had affectionately known for quite some time on man's world as Wonder Woman's armor. It fit exactly the same as it had when she had last worn it even though in this timeline that had not happened until this point in time. She stepped back out in front of her mother and received a passing appraisal from Hippolyta before the queen ordered her guards to leave them. When it was just the two of them, Hippolyta closed the gap between them and embraced her daughter, not as a queen but rather as a mother. "Be safe my little sun and stars, and return to us safely." She said quietly as she squeezed her daughter tightly before eventually releasing her and stepping back. Her regal stature had returned at that point. "You will make all Amazons proud Diana. I am sure of it."

"Thank you mother." Diana responded as she levitated off the ground before pausing and looking her mother in the eyes. "I love you."

Diana stayed there for a moment, but soon flew off out through a palace window and into the bright sun filled sky. Hippolyta watched silently until her daughter was no longer in sight before she turned to head back to her throne. "I love you too, my daughter." She said quietly as she sat down on the throne with a worrisome yet pride filled heart.

~~ Metropolis ~~

Diana went for the closest place she knew of to travel towards in search of any possible help she could be afforded. She hoped that Kal would still have traveled to the grand city and that he'd already established himself as its champion just as he had in her own timeline. What she found however was a city that was still in the middle of being rebuilt. There were quite a number of buildings that seemed to have Lex Luthor's touch applied to them. She wondered just what had happened that caused the need to rebuild anything. The city now was dirty and broken. It certainly wasn't the beacon that she'd recalled that it should be. As she flew in closer, she began to have doubts about her friend being there at all. She wanted to move in for a closer look, but with no Superman there, she wondered just how well she'd be accepted wearing her armor. She knew that she had to be mindful that in this timeline, apparently an Amazon had yet to rejoin the populous. It also made her wonder just what else had been changed that she wasn't aware of. Her thoughts though seemed to be her downfall at this point though as she was no longer alone. "Can I help you miss?" A voice called from just above her.

Damn, she thought to herself at being caught off guard. She slowly rolled over to see that it was a Green Lantern flying above her, but while he was human, he certainly wasn't John Stewart. "Which Green Lantern are you?" She asked.

"I'm afraid I'll have to be the one asking the questions miss." The Green Lantern responded. "Who are you and what are you doing here in Metropolis?"

Diana was a bit agitated at the lack of respect, but she knew that her being unfamiliar with the happenings in this timeline, she needed to tread carefully. "I'm looking for someone." She offered. "Perhaps you know of him. His name is John Stewart."

The Green Lantern took on a somber expression for a moment. "I'm sorry miss, but John Stewart died during the White Martian siege a few years ago."

Diana gasped upon learning that one of her good friends had fallen in battle. "I'm so sorry to hear that." She replied. "Perhaps you could help me then?"

"Well that depends on what exactly you're doing here." The Green Lantern countered. "Flying humans without Green Lantern rings to power their flight tends to spell disaster wherever they go."

"I certainly don't want to cause any unnecessary trouble." Diana responded. "My people only wish to promote peace. My name is Diana of Themyscira, princess of the Amazons."

The Green Lantern whistled in almost disbelief. "Now I've heard it all." He said which puzzled Diana. "You're trying to tell me that the fabled race of Amazonian women actually exist? Well someone just pinch me now because I have to be dreaming."

"I assure you that this is no dream." Diana retorted. "Amazons are as real as the air that you breathe, and I don't mean to be rude, but you come off as much more brash than John Stewart."

"And just what do you know about John Stewart, Diana?" The Green Lantern questioned.

Diana hoped that not much changed during this timeline from what it did in her own. "John was a good man." She began. "He held true to military principles in battle and in life most of the time. I believe it was the marines if I recall correctly."

"Oookay." The Green Lantern responded. "So you did know John. Sorry about the hard time, but we're still sorting though the friends and enemies. My name's Guy, Guy Gardner. Since you seem to be new to here, maybe there is something I can help you with. What do you need?"

"If you have a list of every powered friend aside from Green Lanterns that would be a start." Diana suggested. "I'm honestly looking for certain individuals that might be able to help me with my mission from the Gods and Goddesses."

Gods and Goddesses?" Guy questioned. "You don't mean like Zeus, Apollo, Aphrodite, and ones like that do you?"

"You know of our Gods and Goddesses?" Diana responded inquisitively.

"Yeah, thanks to learning about Greek mythology in high school." Guy answered. "Aside from some of their names, I don't know too much about them, but then again I never thought that they were actually real until meeting you, and I'd be lying if I didn't say that I'm still not completely sold on it though."

"There are many from outside the shores of Themyscira that have disregarded them foolishly." Diana stated. "Can you help me with the information that I'm seeking?"

"I'll see what I can do." Guy responded before signaling for Diana to follow. He did end up going over the information that she was looking for, and when none of the names she was looking for appeared, they then went through the list of all the enemies that had been captured. Diana was relieved to see that none of her friends were on that list either. She then departed on friendly terms with Guy. Even though he was a Green Lantern, she didn't know enough about him to entrust him with her mission. Instead she had Guy help her trade off some gold coins she'd brought with her from Themyscira and get them transferred to American currency. From that point on, they went their separate ways.

Diana took her currency and purchased some clothing to better blend in with the populous, and then went to the Daily Planet to find there was no Clark Kent there, but there was still a Lois Lane. She seemed to be just as competitive as the Lois that Diana knew, but was too consumed with a project she was working on to make an attempt at reintroducing herself. She then went to the city's Hall of Records and did some research before finally discovering that Superman was not a known commodity to Metropolis whatsoever. She hoped that Kal just resided in a different city than Metropolis and was being silent about his powers rather than something more serious happening to her best friend. The bottom line was that Metropolis was a dead end for the time being, and she had to move on to other heroes that she knew in the original timeline. She planned to move on from city to city until she found something concrete to research further. The next closest city she knew of was Gotham, and that meant trying to locate Bruce and find out what happened with him. Surely Bruce was still somewhere around Gotham City. She knew that the city meant everything to him as Batman, and the Dark Knight was created from the tragedy of his parents' murders. Perhaps that tie was still strongly instilled in the man.

~~ Wayne Tower ~~

"Are you about ready to go Bruce?" Thomas asked as he walked into his son's office. "Your mother's going to be waiting for us if you take any longer."

"Sorry dad, just finishing up some details on this deal with Japan." Bruce explained as he signed one last document before filing everything together and locking it in his desk drawer. "I'm ready now."

"Good thing." Thomas stated with a smile. "Your mother would have a fit if we were late tonight. She's spent so much time working on her charity event that we can't let ourselves be the cause for any problems. Speaking of, I don't suppose you have Veronica Vreeland joining you this evening do you son?"

"Ronnie?" Bruce questioned as he walked with his father to the elevator. "She's a lot of fun to be around dad, but she's too into the social scene and being the focus of attention. We're still good friends, but we both knew that something just didn't work out between us."

"That's a shame." Thomas commented. "I liked that one a lot more than some of the other girls you've brought home. She actually seemed to make you take some time to enjoy life instead of just working."

"I enjoy what I do here dad." Bruce responded. "And besides, I'm good at it too. Lucius even suggested that when he's ready to retire, I could slide into his position and the company wouldn't miss a beat."

"That's a tall order to replace Lucius, Bruce." Thomas said. "But I have to agree with him. When he's ready to step down you're more than ready to take the reins of the entire company. I'm just glad I have the two of you to rely on. It gives me time to enjoy some of the simpler things in life."

Bruce and Thomas continued to playfully banter all the way through the main lobby and during the entire ride back to the Manor with Alfred chipping in whenever it was asked of him to provide his opinion. As they traveled home though, the conversation changed from business to what more they could do for the city as it still was in need of saving. The mob had sunk its fangs into the inner workings of the city so deep, that removing any of them was not only going to be a challenge, but also extremely dangerous for those who did choose to make a stand. Bruce still followed in his mother's example, wanting to do more to help wherever they could by continually donating and raising funds to help rebuild the city. They did have one advantage in that the White Martian invasion had given them a gap in time where the mobsters remained away and their property could be bought out from under them. It was a hefty price to force the buyout of the properties, but they all believed that in the end it would be worth it. They bought the land, and then raised funding to build affordable housing for the needy. For the time being that was the best that they could offer without raising the ire of the mob.

Diana had chosen to fly in from the bay area so that she could get a good look at what she hoped was still Bruce's home. Sure enough the giant home still sat atop the Palisades overlooking the sea. She took her time in locating the entrances to the Batcave, but found nothing at all. She knew though that the cave was there, and looked thoroughly over the hillside until she finally located a crevice to slip in through. It took a moment for her eyes to adjust to the darkness as she moved deeper inside until finally stepping into the massive opening of cave. Gone was all the equipment that she'd recalled being there, leaving her disappointed. This was just a cave for real bats, and not the home of the infamous Batman. It was true that Bruce had never became the dark vigilante of Gotham just as Kal had never gone to Metropolis. Diana wondered just how much had been altered from her timeline as she finished walking around the bat infested cave before leaving the same way that she came in.

Diana was more cautious about approaching Gotham after the conflict she'd encountered with Guy in Metropolis. One certainty with this time was that flying Meta-humans seemed to be frowned upon, and she didn't want to draw any unwanted attention to herself. She used her enhanced vision to locate an alley that was empty, and landed there before she walked out into the crowd of people along the street, and then she took in the city and how different it looked. It was dirtier than she recalled it being, even more so in the areas that seemingly weren't affected from the White Martian invasion. From what little information she'd gathered, that conflict lasted much longer than it had in her timeline when the Justice League had been originally formed. Had it not been for the Green Lantern Corps' intervention, the Earth might've been overrun with those evil Martians instead of humans.

With Diana deep in thought over what she'd learned, a couple of thieves saw a distracted woman and took that opportunity to run up behind her and try to steal the duffle bag she had slung over her shoulder that happened to store the Wonder Woman armor inside it. They were both surprised though when they were stopped immediately by the strap of the bag not giving away combined with her grip on it. Before the thieves even had a chance to get up, they were in the grip of an angry Amazon before she slammed them into a wall of the building they were close to. "You picked the wrong day to try and rob someone." She seethed through clenched teeth before knocking their heads together with enough force to send them both crumpling to the sidewalk unconscious.

"Whoa, are…are you alright miss?" She heard someone ask, but what grabbed her attention wasn't that something was being said, but the tone. It was his voice, and that instantly lightened her mood as she looked up to see Bruce standing before her. He was holding what appeared to be dry cleaned suits and after realizing her surroundings, she figured out that she'd slammed the crooks up against the building that housed a dry cleaning business.

"Bruce." She breathed out as she pulled the strap of the bag back over her shoulder.

"I'm sorry, but do I know you?" He asked, and all the optimism she'd initially felt began to evaporate.

"I apologize for the interruption, Master Bruce." Alfred called to him from beside the car. "But unless the young lady is in need of a phone to call the police, then I'm afraid we need to get back to the Manor."

"Right Alfred." Bruce sheepishly said as he pulled out his cell phone and offered it to her. "If you need a phone, you can use mine, miss…"

"Diana." She quickly blurted out as she kindly declined using his phone by gently pushing it back to him. Even though she was disappointed that he didn't recognize her, still seeing both Bruce and Alfred had lifted her spirits. "And I don't think that will be necessary. I think these two have learned a valuable lesson, but thank you for your concern."

"Anytime, Diana." Bruce said with a friendly smile as he placed the phone back into his pocket. He thought that this Diana standing before him was absolutely the most beautiful woman that he'd ever seen before. He wanted nothing more than to stay there and try talking her into joining him for dinner sometime, but his trusty butler placed a steady hand on his shoulder.

Alfred held his same professional yet courteous demeanor towards Diana that she remembered him always having. "I can see that young Master Bruce is a bit tongue tied at the moment, but we really have to be going. We will be late otherwise."

"Oh, well I certainly wouldn't want to be the cause of that." Diana responded as she took a second to look into Bruce's eyes. They held that same kindness she remembered from her own timeline, and even if it was a small thing like that she was still happy to see that some things hadn't changed. "I'm fine, so please don't let me hold you up."

Alfred smiled and ushered Bruce back to the car. Inside, Bruce's father had an entertained smile plastered all over his face. "I'm surprised that you didn't ask her to come to your mother's charity event beings that you're apparently dateless for the evening." He teased.

"Ask her out?" Bruce questioned as he gave a look that read like he thought his father had lost his mind. "I just met her."

"And how can you get to know someone better if you don't take a chance Bruce?" Thomas pressed. "She seems lovely, and judging from the look on your face, you're quite taken with her. Ask her to come. You might just enjoy it." Alfred had just climbed into the driver seat after walking around the car and was reaching to put the car in gear. "Hold on just a second Alfred."

Bruce gave his father a look showing his embarrassment, but his father merely crossed his arms over his chest as if to say they weren't budging until his son took the initiative. So with a sigh, Bruce rolled down the window before sticking his head out. "Umm excuse me, Diana." He started before clearing his throat. "If you don't have plans for the evening, I was wondering…there's a charity event being held at Wayne Manor. And…and I was wondering if you might be going."

Diana smiled upon hearing Bruce fumble through his words. He was nervous. That was something she'd never seen out of him before. She found herself enjoying that moment. "I actually wasn't aware of it Bruce." She responded. "I haven't received an invitation to this event. I don't suppose that just anyone can walk in?"

"There is a guest list, but that's not exactly what I meant." Bruce said. "I actually was meaning to ask if you'd come…as my guest."

"You're asking me to be your date." Diana stated in a teasing manner. She couldn't help herself but to enjoy seeing Bruce acting this way. She held silent for a few seconds to make him sweat a little before finally giving him her answer. "I'd love to Bruce."

"Great!" Bruce exclaimed. "It's a formal affair, and it starts at eight o'clock tonight. Do you know the way there?"

"I…think I can manage." Diana responded.

"Excellent." Bruce stated. "Alfred will know to look for you. I'll see you there then?"

"Yes." Diana answered. "I'll see you there."

Bruce smiled and sat back down in the car as Alfred began to pull away. On the other side of the car, Thomas smiled arrogantly toward his son. Bruce couldn't say anything to wipe that look off his face, because he knew that his father had been right the whole time. He knew that his son was taken by this woman, and she was stunning even in something as simple as jeans and a coat. Perhaps fate was smiling down upon his son as things with Ronnie didn't pan out. Perhaps things would be different with this girl. Thomas wanted Bruce to be able to find his own version of Martha to grow old with. It would help him to see the other aspects of life that were worth being a part of. And even though he never spoke to this woman, there was something about her and how she interacted with Bruce as Thomas watched from the car. It made him think back to when he was chasing after Martha. She was playful, yet didn't leave him hanging too long just as Martha had done with him when they first met.

Diana stood on the sidewalk smiling as Bruce pulled away down the street. She soon realized though that accepting Bruce's invitation had given her very little time to prepare. She looked around and found an area where she could once again head into the sky without detection, and then she flew over to the section of the city that held fashion stores from her timeline and was relieved to see that most of them still existed in this one. With it being in the middle of winter, it became dark earlier in the evening and she had more ground to conceal her landings from view. As soon as she touched down she darted into the store entrance and began perusing the different stores. Soon enough a retail clerk came to her side offering assistance, and Diana decided to take what help she could get. She explained the occasion, and the clerk instantly jumped into action, pulling all kinds of dresses from the shelves that would be appropriate for a Wayne held charity event. Diana eventually settled on a blue sequined dress where the straps wrapped around the neck and left the back bare. There were slits on each side to allow for maximum movement for dancing should the need arise. She naturally assumed that Bruce would know how to dance in this timeline just as he did in hers.

Once Diana had selected and paid for her dress, heels and light coat to offer some protection from the weather conditions, she then made her way over to a hotel and rented a room for the evening. Once inside she settled down quickly, taking the time to shower and prepare herself as best she could with her limited tools. With no hair styling equipment, after simply brushing it, she let it hang freely around her face. Fortunately it had just enough natural curl in it to appear as though she'd spent a good amount of time styling it. She was never one to wear makeup so that wouldn't be an issue, and that left just getting dressed and then traveling over to the Manor to meet back up with Bruce.

Thinking about that, Diana jotted down in her mind the similarities that she'd seen in Bruce. Obviously he was still with his surrogate father Alfred, and that could only bode good things for him as Alfred would never allow him to be less than a proper gentleman. He was holding a charity event so she knew that he was likely still donating some of his fortune on the city. That also meant he was likely heading Wayne Enterprises as well. She knew however that he wasn't Batman in this timeline, and she wondered just what else she would find that was different about him. One thing that she hoped to find though was that he'd still have his brilliant deductive mind and might be able to help her find the person responsible for all of the changes to the world by filtering through all the differences to find the culprit. If that turned out to be the case then out of all of her allies, Bruce would present the best chance at helping to find this enemy.

~~ Wayne Manor ~~

"I wish you could've been there Martha." Thomas beamed. "I swear the boy had sparks flying when he saw this girl. I'd bet he couldn't even pronounce Veronica Vreeland."

"Well then I certainly hope she decides to show up." Martha said as she put the finishing touches on herself with beautiful dangling earrings. "Especially since you're using her as your excuse for being late getting back here."

Thomas paused in fixing the knot in his tie at hearing his wife's response until he saw the mischievous smile on her lips. "We still got back in time to get everything set up my dear." He playfully countered before bending over and placing a kiss on her cheek. "Speaking of time though, I think we need to get downstairs. The guests should start arriving any minute now."

Diana landed just inside the gates of the Manor, camouflaged by the darkness of night. She was a few minutes late to allow the masses she'd assumed would be there to mostly be inside when she arrived so that she could fly over and have a better chance at not being spotted. Alfred was waiting at the door and recognized her immediately. He instantly had her bypass the small line of people awaiting entrance and showed her to the ballroom. The house looked very much like she expected with only some subtle differences in decoration. Alfred definitely seemed to be the same type of man that she recalled as well. She was becoming very hopeful that this evening would give her some clues as to where to look next for her mission. She wanted to get all of her friends back and restore the timeline as soon as she could. She knew though, that the fastest way to do that was to find the differences and the causes. From there she might be able to pinpoint the who's and the why's so that she could put a stop to it. Alfred released her once they arrived at the entrance to the ballroom so that he could take her coat and he return to his duties. Now alone, Diana looked around for a moment until she heard his deep baritone voice just off into the distance.

"Good evening Commissioner Loeb." Bruce said as he shook the commissioner's hand. "I'm glad you were able to attend."

"It's my pleasure Bruce." The commissioner responded. "I always try to represent our police force whenever we're trying to raise funds for the city."

"I just hope that one day that we make a big enough difference so that the people of Gotham will feel safe to walk the streets again." Bruce commented just before he caught sight of Diana as she was making her way over to him. He took a moment to collect himself to where he could hold his jaw and keep his mouth from hanging agape. The commissioner noticed the look on Bruce's face and turned around to see who had caused such a reaction out of him only to find that his jaw too felt heavier and more difficult to keep his mouth from hanging open at the sight of Diana.

Bruce had managed to pull himself together and also got his feet working, but not before Diana had seen the look on his face. She smiled as she tucked a loose strand of hair behind one of her ears just as the came together. "I'm glad that you chose to come." Bruce said as he took Diana's hand and brushed his lips against her knuckles.

"I said that I would Bruce, and I always keep my word." Diana responded as she discreetly took in her surroundings. "It seems that your charity event is doing well."

"Well, the night's still young Diana." Bruce replied as his eyes remained fixed on her beautiful blue eyes. "You look absolutely radiant Diana, if you don't mind my saying. Have you been in Gotham long?"

"I just arrived actually." Diana answered. "Why do you ask?"

"Well you seem to have an innocence about you that doesn't typically last long for those that live here."

"You still live here." Diana countered. "The city can't be that bad if someone like you still works to make it a better place to live."

"We do what we can, but there's so much more that's being stopped by the mob ties that hold this city down." Bruce explained. "One day hopefully we can get it cleaned up, but until then we'll just continue to do everything that we can."

"I didn't figure you for one to just sit by and let Gotham City crumble." Diana half teased.

"You seem like you know quite a bit about me Diana." Bruce surmised. "But all I know about you is your first name. If you'll allow me, I'd like the opportunity to find out more."

"What would you like to know?" She asked.

"Well first I'd like to know if you would do me the honor of joining me for a dance." Bruce requested, to which Diana took him by the arm and walked with him to the center of the dance floor. She recalled vividly her time in the past and let Bruce take the lead, and she was pleasantly surprised to find that Bruce could dance just as well as she remembered. Perhaps even a little better. She allowed herself to become lost as they danced together to the rhythm of the music that the small orchestra was playing. Soon it felt as though they were the only two dancing, and neither of them cared as they were just enjoying the moment together. Before she even realized what had happened, Diana had her arms draping around Bruce's neck and their bodies were pressed together as they continued to move to the music. With that closeness Bruce couldn't avoid breathing in Diana's jasmine scent. It didn't smell like a soap or a perfume though, but rather just a natural aroma coming off of her. He found it to be quite soothing and it caused him to sigh contently as he enjoyed their closeness.

There was something that just seemed familiar about being that close to Diana. It just felt right to Bruce and he didn't know why, but he also found that he didn't care either. He was simply enjoying the moment with her. They stayed out on the dance floor for what seemed like hours. Occasionally they shared in conversation about each other. Diana seemed to want to hear everything about Bruce, and she shared some things about herself, but kept the fact of her being an Amazon out of the conversation for the time being. She didn't want to startle him based on her discoveries in Metropolis, and if she had to admit it, she was having a good time too and didn't want it to end. Eventually though the evening was coming to a close. The charity event had raised all the funding they were seeking and many of the attendees were making their exits. Soon it was actually just Bruce on the dance floor with Diana, matching how they had felt. He hadn't had this much fun in ages it seemed to him. He was enthralled with this woman that had just come into his life, and he didn't want the night to end even though he knew that it would. Both of them continued dancing with their eyes closed when Bruce suddenly felt a tap on his shoulder. He paused to turn around and saw that it was his father. "Last song son." Thomas said. "Why don't you give your mother the final dance, and I'll tend to your new friend."

Diana's eyes became large as saucers upon seeing Bruce's parents in front of her. They were both alive. How was it possible? She tried to regain her composure as Bruce's father took her by the hand and began dancing with her. She still couldn't get her brain to function past the questioning thought of how were Bruce's parents there on the dance floor with them. She watched as Bruce spun around with his mother while Thomas was doing the same with her. When the song ended, she only had one question in her mind, and that question was how.