Sorry for the delay in updates I was finishing some older fics in other fandoms.

Title: Battered Heart
author: Cindy Ryan
notes and summary: See part one

Bruce's heart sank as Diana opened her eyes and looked at him but there was no recognition. He smiled at her and hoped it was only temporary.

"Do you know me?"Bruce asked quietly.

"I am sorry, no."Diana said with a frown.

Bruce heard a dismayed murmur from the trio in the doorway behind him.

"Get some rest."Bruce said with what he hoped was a genuine smile.

Diana's eyes almost instantly closed. Bruce watched her for a long moment before motioning for the doctor to step outside. The six of them stood in the small corner. Bruce glanced at his team briefly before looking back at the forty something black haired male doctor.

"She's mortal then."Curry said phrasing it as a statement not a question.

"Not necessarily."The doctor replied."Amenisa can affect advanced beings just like normal humans."

"How is she otherwise?"Bruce asked quietly.

"Concussion."The doctor reported then shook his head."Few bruised ribs but I'm going to wait a few hours before applying treatment. If she's still herself those injuries will heal quicker on their own."

"Thank you, Doctor."Bruce commented."If you need anything please let me know."

The blond man nodded and left just as Bruce's cell phone buzzed. He pulled out the device and saw a text from Alfred.

"Our friend from Krypton has joined us."Bruce told the others.

"With good news I hope."Curry muttered as the group headed to the elevator.

"Let's find out."Bruce replied,

As they ascended back to the conference room floor Bruce hoped Curry was right that Clark had new information. With Diana's amenisa she couldn't tell them where her island was. They needed a turn of good luck. Or at the very least not more bad news.

"How is she?"Clark asked as the group entered the room.

"Maybe mortal, maybe not."Aquaman replied as he sat down at the table.

Clark raised an eyebrow at Bruce as the rest settled into chairs.

"just regained consciousness."Bruce elaborated."She didn't recognize me. Doc will know shortly if her healing abilities are intact."

"Good thing we can take her home then."Superman said with a grim smile.

Barry practically bounced to his feet eyes wide with excitement.

"You found it?"Barry asked.

"Technically the Fortress did."Clark replied.

"How are we getting through their shield?"Bruce asked leaning forward.

"Might have an idea or two about that,"Curry offered.

"Clark tell me the coordinates and I'll have the pilot get the jet ready."Bruce said as he stood."Everyone be ready to leave in half an hour."

As he left Bruce wondered how he was going to gain Diana's trust and convince her to leave..

On his way to the infirmary Bruce called his pilot and then stopped by to update Alfred. He also wanted his old friend's opinion. Alfred always seemed to have good ideas.

"I shall start packing immeaditely."Alfred said as he rose from the desk chair.

Bruce held up a hand as he sat down in a visitor's chair.

"We've got time. I need your opinion."Bruce began.

"Of course Master Wayne."Alfred replied."How can I help?"

"Diana's amnesia."Bruce continued grimly."I don't want to sedate her for the trip. But how do I get her to trust me enough to go with us? She's hurt, confused and scared."

Alfred was silent for a long moment before he took out his cell phone. He scrolled for several seconds before stopping and handing the device to Bruce.

"Show her that."Alfred suggested.

Bruce glanced at the screen and felt his heart constrict. It was a picture taken last spring. He'd finally convinced Diana to come over for dinner. The picture showed Bruce and Diana standing by the living room window smiling at the camera. Bruce had his left arm around her shoulders. He had forgotten Alfred had taken the picture.

"Good idea."Bruce said after clearing his throat."Might not bring her memory back but will show we know each other."

"There are a few others on there as well that may help."The older man added.

Bruce found those images and with the other picture selected he sent them to himself. Once that was done he handed the phone back to Alfred and stood. He thanked his old friend turned and left.