Cool, colourless fingers touch Diana's lips in an order for silence. Of course Diana is too stunned to scream. Icy eyes are trained on the black-clad god in front of her. She has not expected a visit from him, nor did she particularly wish it. But here he was. She could not avoid him even if she wanted to do so.

"You are much changed," Hades says, dark eyes examining her closely. His fingers retreat, leaving full lips free. "I had not thought you'd change this much. I assumed she was exaggerating." By way of explanation it does not require clarifications.

Snapping out of her surprised mood, Diana narrows her eyes at him. "I don't see how this concerns you. Go back wherehence you came." Distaste is clearly written on her face.

For a short moment, Hades looks blankly at his daughter, then his lips stretch in a satisfied grin."You are my child. It is enough for me to concern myself with you."

The funny thing is, Diana thinks, that he doesn't concern himself with any other child of his. She does not doubt that he does have others. "Well, now that you've seen how much I've changed you can leave." Diana avoids mentioning her mother. Lately they haven't been on good terms. Hippolyta doesn't understand her daughter anymore, and bringing her father in this just goes to show how desperate she's grown. "Give her my regards." It's much too late for anything else anyway.

Hades' smile drops at that. "You may be my beloved child, but don't presume to act thus in my presence." His glare pierces her. Hades does care for his daughter, in his own fashion. In fact he cares enough for her to have her look like his Queen; the child he and his wife could never have. "You mother is worried about you."

Diana thinks it unfair that Hippolyta should be worried. After all, it was her mother who exiled her. "Is that so? I had no idea." Her voice mocks not only her mother, but the god also. She wants it so.

Having had enough, Hades lunges for her, forcing Diana's frame to the wall. He grabs her chin and drags her eyes up to his. Just as he is about to physically discipline her, something gets his attention. Hades looks down, astonishment crossing his features. One hand slides down. "There are two heartbeats," he whispers. Black eyes hold blue ones unmoving. He releases Diana. "Did you do this on purpose?"

Bearing a child makes her disallowed to ever visit her birthplace again. Diana knows that, but still she accepts the life she carries inside herself. "No," is her reply. Because the truth is she hasn't planned it. She and Bruce have never even spoken of having children. For Hera's sake she hasn't told Bruce anything about her pregnancy yet. In fact she is not sure at all how to tell him. "I didn't plan it. It just happened." Why she feels compelled to tell Hades that, Diana cannot begin to understand. Perhaps she wants some sort of contact with her family now that she can no longer see her mother.

After one last look at her, Hades' form disappears. Diana feels her surroundings morph and she's one again in the master bedroom at Wayne Manor. The sun is just rising and Bruce shifts in the bed, still asleep. Diana runs her fingers through her short hair and slides next to Bruce under the cover.

"Sleep," she says softly as Bruce shifts yet again and looks like he would wake up at any moment.