A/N: So, starting this chapter off with some Diana fluff! I've got to get away from Selina and Bruce! Yuck!

Thx!

AMM

~Diana's POV~

I step into the living room to find Alfred actually sitting, watching the TV with a mortified look on his face. Knowing Gotham is on the brink of war, I've made it a personal mission to be here whenever I can for Bruce but know that I'll have to return to take care of my own mission. Bruce would be the first to understand but while our mission lulls; I can be here to support him.

"City Hall is in chaos after Mayor Hamilton hill was confirmed dead and while several members from the Children of Arkham have been arrested, the Penguin is still at large. Meanwhile, the Wayne Family scandal continues to escalate after the full list of Thomas Wayne's victims was released to the public." A list flashes across the screen, Thomas Wayne's signature next to each name along with Hamilton Hill's.

"Oh, Alfred! That's terr-"

A new scene flashes across the TV, Bruce as Batman at a standoff with the Penguin, a broken light fixture in the Penguin's hands and being held over Mr. Dent. Then it switches back to the masked Children of Arkham leader, an image I've already seen to many times to count.

"Indeed, Mistress Diana. Master Bruce should be done cleaning up by now." He looks to me, sad and miserable, fully aware of his honorary sons pain. "He needs someone to rely on. He may have forgiven me, but I have yet to forgive myself. So you go on ahead. I shall remain here for now."

I pat his shoulder before turning and walking up the stairs leading to Bruce's bedroom. I gently knock and push open the door, eyes searching for Bruce only to find him standing by his window, shirtless with his arms crossed, clearly lose in thought.

"Bruce?" I ask quietly but unlike normal, he doesn't snap out of his reverie. He continues to zone out, eyes unfocused as they stare towards a random spot outside.

I quietly step up behind him, my hand reaching out to touch his shoulder and he jumps at my touch, head snapping toward me, body going rigid as he spins to face me entirely. But noticing it's me; he slumps in a nearby chair and covers his face with his hands. Bruce has always been so acutely aware and focused; nothing ever seeming to get to him but understandably, things are different this time around. His family is the bad guy. His life is in the spotlight. Every single move he makes is criticized when before he was praised. He's never been one to startle, to space out, to become distracted. It's rather unsettling to see him this way.

I slowly lower myself to my knees and move forward to be between his spread legs, reaching up to gently pry his hands away from his face.

"Everything's falling apart. It's ripping at the seams and there's nothing I can do to stop it!" He whispers helplessly, tired blue eyes falling to my face as I hold his hands in mine. I lean up closer to him and drop his hands wrapping my arms around him instead to offer comfort. His arms mimic mine and he pulls me up closer to him, crushing me against his chest as his face buries itself in my neck. I allow him to seek comfort in me, doing whatever he needs. My hands rub up and down his back, feeling the scars that mar him prevent my hands from smooth motions.

"I wish there was something I could do to help," I whisper to him, afraid of making to much noise in the silent bedroom.

"You being here is more then enough," I hear him say into my neck. I pull away for a moment and he looks to me but I just crawl into his lap so he can hold me better. He wastes no time pulling me back into him and returning his head to my neck.

I'm not sure how much time goes past before I hear my phone ding in my pocket, Kal telling me I need to return, no doubt.

Bruce pulls away, looking up to me, the bags under his eyes clear and dark. "You have to go, don't you?" he asks as I pull out my phone and see our guesses were correct.

Kal: I know you want to be there with him but we need you to come

back

"Yep," I respond quietly, typing a quick reply before sliding the phone back in my pocket. Bruce's arms unwind from around me and I stand up, stretching slightly.

"I should probably go and visit Harvey anyway," Bruce says, glancing at the clock before heading into his closet.

"Is it bad?"

"Third degree burns on the whole left side of his face. Burned all the skin away. Nothing but charred skin around the edges and visible muscles."

"This isn't something he'll be able to bounce back from."

"No, but I can guarantee he'll try." Bruce picks up his own phone after returning from the closet with a suit and begins to type.

"What are you doing?"

"Texting Selina. I'm sure he'll want to see her. They're a thing or something. He's more into her then she is him." He tells me before he tosses his phone on the bed and begins to change. He doesn't seem to mind that I'm there as he drops the sweat he was wearing but I can tell he's not in the mood so I don't press him to do something quick with me.

"Well, I should get going." I press a quick kiss to his lips before pulling away. "I'll be back as soon as I can get away."

"I appreciate it but focus on your mission. I'll survive." I roll my eyes and give him a small grin.

"I'm sure you will, Casanova, but I want to see you as soon as I can." I press one more kiss to his lips, this one a little more heated before pulling away and turning for the door. "Bye, Bruce," I say over my shoulder.

"Goodbye, Princess." And with that, I'm gone.

~Bruce's POV~

As much as I wanted Diana to stay or to at least to remain at home so I can try and get more work done on the case, I dress and leave to see Harvey, receiving a text from Selina that she'll meet me at the hospital.

I step from the car just as I see Selina step out of a taxi with a small bouquet of flowers in her hand. As I lock the car behind me, I hold open the hospital door for her and we head in together, both quiet as I lead the way. I had received a text from Harvey's secretary with his room number on it shortly before I got here.

"'Mayor Dent.' You know, I always assumed Harvey would win but not like this." I break the silence as I watch the room numbers change.

"Won by default. He's probably pissed he didn't get his landslide fair and square." Selina attempts to joke back and lighten the mood.

I pick up on her depressed tone, assuming it's because her unofficial boyfriend is hurt and it's partially our fault.

"Hey," I attempt to reassure her. "Harvey's going to be okay."

"You don't know that. I just-I keep wondering….why did you do it?" I was hoping she wouldn't ask that. Truth be told, I'm not sure why I raced to her instead of Harvey. I've been friends with Harvey for years. I know recently I've doubted his loyalty to our friendship and his motivation, but I'm still close with Harvey. Selina, I barely know. She's repeatedly tried to flirt with me when almost everyone in the world seems to know I'm with Diana, she stole from me after attacking me the first night we met, I just don't quite understand myself.

"Harvey needed you. Why save me? Harvey's your best friend. I'm nothing to you."

She hits the nail right on the head and part of me wants to speak out and tell her she's right. But I know that I shouldn't. Not only is it not the right time, but it'd also be flat out rude. If I hadn't had her earlier today, things could've gone a lot worse.

"You have my back. If you hadn't been there, things probably would've ended up worse, with so many other lives taken." Is all the response I give her before stopping outside of Harvey's room. As I go to grab the handle, Selina grabs my arm.

"I don't think I can do this," she says and the fear and guilt is evident in her eyes. She thinks I feel any better? I chose someone I don't know over my friend and now I'm here to offer him some comfort and she can't be here with me to do it? This is her boyfriend, too. Why'd she agree if she won't stay here?

"What are you talking about?"

"I don't want to see what-" And I do? "I just can't, okay? I need to go, I'm sorry."

"Harvey needs you right now. Do it for him." I try to convince her but she shakes her head.

"I'm sorry, Bruce. I wish I could but-"

"You can."

"It's my fault he's in there. I don't have anything to say to him that would make this better." She pushes the bouquet into my hands before turning to walk away. "Please, Bruce. Don't tell him I was here. I don't think he'd understand." I stand there staring after her, shocked that she'd walk away when Harvey needs her. I'm in the same spot she is, feeling the same way she is and yet I'm here for him. With that in mind, I turn to go through the door. I will be here for him even if no one else will be.

A/N: When I was actually playing through this part, I found it so unfair how Selina got to just up and walk away, never mind the face that Harvey likes her, that she needs to be there for him. Bruce is in the same position as her and he doesn't leave. I never thought it was fair. Also, I hoped you enjoyed seeing Diana a bit at the beginning. It wasn't a lemon for once, go me, but a lot more lovey dovey.

Thx!

AMM