*A/N: I'm glad you're enjoying it so far! I do plan to keep the tone light and have some fun, that was my whole purpose. Shout-out to the guy/gal who pointed out that I should file it under WW and BM. I had added them when I created the story, I don't know what went wrong with it and got removed. Thanks for letting me know! Thanks for reading!*

CHAPTER THREE

Diana had her car window down and her hand outside, enjoying the breeze of the ride. Her vintage shades shielded her eyes from the wind and she could watch the scenery all she liked. They were driving very near the cliff, but sea was almost all they saw; perfectly calm and deep, touching the cloudless sky at the end of the horizon. The road was paved with some wild and rough plants with only few flowers here and there, typical of the Greek nature. Alfred, from the backseat, nearly abused his new camera, taking photos of the scenery every few meters, amazed with almost everything. In truth, he was extremely excited for the trip and its purpose.

Bruce sped on the gas pedal with caution, as the roads were very narrow and it was the first time he had ever travelled on this route. During the two years he had been with Diana, they had travelled five times to Greece, whenever their jobs allowed them to. They chose remote destinations, and not those that the majority of tourists traditionally visited, and Bruce found himself very attracted to the place. Something about the harsh and rocky landscapes, almost always framed by the sea, and the small, lonely villages that decorated the mountains called out to the very depths of his self. He felt oddly tranquil when they were there and Diana loved the land to no extent, so their decision to buy a cottage house there came soon. Alfred, who had accompanied them in three of the five trips, was quite happy when they announced their decision and promised to help them all he could with the new house.

They had contacted several real estate agents and finally found a newly-built house near a village in Thessaly. Most of them, seeing the amount they were willing to spend, directed them to expensive houses in the islands, or even private islands, but that was not what they wanted. Luckily, they seemed to have finally found what they were looking for and booked an appointment with the agent to visit the house. If they agreed in buying it, the matter would be dealt with much discretion, just because of the names involved in it. 'Wayne' wasn't a name easily tossed around anywhere.

Diana lowly hummed to the radio songs and Bruce struggled with trying to get used to the local music and lyrics. Alfred simply took photos. "We should be there in a quarter." Bruce said, taking a look at the GPS screen.

"If we do like the house, we should close the deal quickly and head to the sea!" Diana said.

"We're on the mountain, my lady." Alfred pointed out.

"Big deal. If Bruce drives with his average speed, or I fly us there, it won't take more than then minutes. The house might be on a mountainside, but it very near the sea too. Two in one. I've longed for a swim."

"Let's go check the house and we'll see about the swim." Bruce said and Diana smiled, knowing that she could easily turn a 'we'll see' into a definite yes.

The final minutes went by in silence, until they entered a picturesque village. The road drove right through it. They passed several small squares, a church, a history museum, a school and many small houses. Alfred also spotted a 'rooms-to-let' place as well. Not two minutes later, they exited the village and turned left on a small road and Diana pointed out of her window.

"There's the house!" She said and they all turned to where she pointed-Bruce momentarily, as he needed to keep his eyes on the road. The house was, indeed, very big and, even from the outside looked luxurious. It was three-stories tall, with wide balconies, a swimming pool, a helicopterlanding place, a spacious garage and a fireplace too. Bruce parked and they got out of the car. Diana and Alfred both put on their sunhats and followed Bruce up the entrance stairs. The real estate agent came to welcome them.

"Hello, Mister Wayne, Miss Prince!" He greeted. From their previous contact, his knowledge of English was good and his pronunciation understandable. "Hello, sir." He said, seeing Alfred.

"Would you like to speak in Greek?" Diana asked kindly. "Both me and Bruce are familiar with the language."

"No need, thank you!" The agent refused. "Now, please, follow me inside. As you see, the house has an amazing view."

"Yes, yes." Diana said.

"And just because it is up the mountainside, no matter what is built on the land in front of this one, it won't block your view, although I doubt anyone will come and build here."

"Who built this one?" Alfred asked.

"A man from the next village. He made lots of money and built this house, but he unfortunately passed away before he could enjoy it. His children wanted to sell it and we were surprised we found people from abroad interested in it. They usually look for something in the islands." He unlocked the front door and let them inside the main floor. It was paved in nice marble tiles. The windows had new, aluminum frames and thick glasses. They followed him around the rest of the house. It had two kitchens, around six bedrooms, many bathrooms, office rooms and spaces for leisure activities furniture. Bruce also found a room perfect for placing a Bat-Computer for any urgent instances, at the basement.

"Sir, my lady," Alfred told them, "I need to ask the agent some things on the house. You can go take a look around, I don't wish to bore you with technical details."

"What things, Alfred?" Bruce asked.

"Some things on the plumbing, the cables, the bathrooms… Don't worry, I'm just making sure everything with the house is perfect before you proceed in buying it, sir."

Bruce nodded and Alfred left them. "Good thing he's here." Diana said. "I would have forgotten all these things!"

"He knows what he's doing."

"I got so excited with the rooms and the house that I totally forgot about the rest of the house details…"

"He's got it under control." Bruce reassured her and turned to see Alfred bombarding the agent with questions on the fireplace chimney, the sewage, the garden options and the faucets around the house.

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"Just a few more papers to sign and it will be officially ours!" Diana said happily, going into the car again.

"He seemed certain that the procedure can be done while you're home…" Alfred said.

"I will make the money transaction as soon as we're back." Bruce said. "After that it's just some signatures and that's it."

"Alfred, did you get the-"

"I got everything, Princess, don't you worry."

Diana nodded happily and inhaled the scent of the sunscreen that filled the car. Just a few minutes later, they arrived at the beach. Bruce had a little trouble with parking the car at the sandy roads but they were soon out of it and walking to the sea-shore. Diana listened at the sound of their flip-flops and smiled to herself. It was nice, having a little summertime to themselves.

After picking a spot at the beach, Diana unfolded their summer chairs and Bruce tried to stabilize their umbrella. Alfred patiently carried three bags, filled with books, lotions, clothes, balls, hats and all kinds of things. Bruce brought a small cooler, filled with water bottles and juice boxes in ice cubes. Diana shook her head; they definitely didn't know how to take summer a bit more lightly.

"What?" Bruce asked, seeing her judging look.

"Do you honestly think we're going to drink all these?"

"Diana, a heatstroke is not a joke."

She rolled her eyes. "We're here to swim! We're not going to stay under the sun forever."

Bruce didn't reply, simply removed his shirt and Alfred handed him the sunscreen. He rubbed some on his chest and Diana helped him with applying it on his ribbed back as well. She took her sundress off and was ready to dive. She had applied the lotion from before. They didn't bother with inviting Alfred in; they knew he needed his time to get accustomed to the sea and swimming wasn't his favorite activity. So they left him under the umbrella's shadow, with a crossword magazine in hand and went for the sea. Diana and Bruce exchanged a playful look and nodded, before they both sprinted to the water and dived inside.

Diana absolutely loved the way the water felt around her. It was cold, but not freezing. Simply refreshing. The air bubbles tickled her skin and she gave a strong push with her legs, feeling her hair flowing freely around her. When she took her head out of the water, she saw Bruce just a meter in front, passing his fingers through his wet hair.

"Let's get going." Diana said and they started swimming to deeper waters. Physically fit as they were, they swam fiercely and quickly, with long lunges, taking quick and small breaths when they drew their heads out. When they reached a cold stream of water, they stopped and caught their breaths.

Diana looked around. The beach and the people seemed like dots from that far. She couldn't see the bottom of the sea either, only a very dark shade of blue beneath her feet. The sunrays sparkled on the barely-there waves, making small flashes of light appear here and there on the surface.

"This is nice…" She mumbled.

"Indeed." Bruce said, coming behind her and wrapping his hands around her waist. She turned her head around and planted a kiss on his wet neck.

"Are you happy? With the house?" Diana asked.

"I'm happy with everything." Bruce replied, moving his hand downwards and taking her in his arms assisted by the sea, even though he could easily pick her up like that on land as well. Diana wrapped her hands around him now and shifted her look between his eyes and lips, finally claiming the latter.

Alfred put his magazine down. He calmly took a pair of binoculars out of his bag, removed his sunglasses and saw through them with one hand, sipping some juice from a small box in his other hand. He spotted them quite far away, entwined in an embrace. He smiled to himself, never ceasing being happily surprised each time he saw Bruce carefree like that, and put the binoculars down, returning to his crossword.

*A short chapter, only because I want write something more on the cottage house, so I decided to split it into two parts. I hope you liked it, a better one is coming up next, filled with WonderBat!*