I forgot to mention who the couples were and that this is an ongoing series. I always feel that there are not enough stories that are really extended. It would be nice if I made this long enough. I don't like leaving things unfinished, it has to be finished.

With that being said, these characters do not belong to me.

COUPLES:

Wally West and Linda Park

Carter Hall and Shayera Hol (Hawkgirl)

Hal Jordan and Caroline Ferris (Star Sapphire)

John Stewart and MariJiwe McCabe (Vixen)

Arthur Curry and Mera ( I don't see a last name anywhere)

Barry Allen and Fiona Webb

Oliver Queen and Dinah Lance

Dick Grayson (Gray) *Ahem* and Barbara Gordon

William Batson (Shazam) and I have no idea who he is with originally...maybe someone can help me out. Maybe one of them fury girls eh... or maybe all three? kidding.

John Jones and Aubrey Sparks

The list goes on and on, but for now I'll settle for this. There will also be appearances by the furies and maybe some of Bruce's enemies...of course they do not have any powers. Another thing, there will be lots of twists in this story...so this couple list might not be the same in the end, just saying. And if you want me to add a couple in the story, just you know, tell me and I'll see if I can fit them in the story somewhere. And as always, review. '.'

She didn't really understand why Lois was so picky. I mean, it was just cola vs. diet cola. Why not just get the one that tasted better? Diana was genuinely perplexed as she watched Lois go back and forth through the store and stop midway only to return to the chips and soda section and change the cola from diet to regular. This repeated several times.

Although, now that she was in a store, she had to admit she liked being in crowded places. She's never really been inside a grocery store and actually done the shopping. As the shopping was usually done by Bruce's maids. It may seem like she was spoiled, but people have always been telling her what to do, constantly shielding her from the world.

She can't help but feel as though she has been cheated from experiencing all of this. Like a sheltered princess. Since she was a child.

She stands in the middle of the grocery store and does not realize people going back and forth around her. Time seems to have stopped as she thinks deeply with a sad expression, Why? Just why?

She feels a hand on her shoulder, she turns her head slightly and slowly. Lois gives her a confused look, " Is there somethin' wrong?"

She blinks slowly and wipes her expression quickly as she replaces it with a happy one, "No, I was just thinking about something."

"Well, it must have been something real good, cuz you were standing there for a couple of minutes."

Diana just smiles at that. They stand there awkwardly for a couple of seconds, staring at each other before Diana decidedly turns away first to look at what Lois is holding.

"So, you decided on regular cola?"

"Eh, I figured why not get the good cola now and begin with the cut backs later in life, you know, when my body starts telling me I can't handle it anymore or when it starts to show."

They both laugh in unison as they head for the register. As they unload the groceries onto the belt of the checkout lane, Lois searches in her purse for her wallet, but starts to panic when she can't find it. She can't remember where she left her wallet. As she visibly starts to panic Diana asks, " Are you alright?"

Lois doesn't answer as she starts to search the floor and all around them," I swear I had it with me before we left." she mumbles.

"Had what?"

Lois looks up at Diana, " My wallet." she throws her hands up, " My wallet has my I.D, credit card, library card and some cash. "

Diana only responds with an 'oh'. To which Lois runs a hand through her hair and starts to frown.

"I could pay for the groceries." Diana pipes up.

Lois immediately starts to decline, " No, it's alright. I can come back for this stuff-"

"Let me pay for it. As a thanks for listening to me the other day. Please, you would be doing me a favor."

Lois only smiles sheepishly, she was never really speechless. Mistakes like this just make it so embarrassing, if it was Clark this would have been fine, he owes her money anyways. But, this was Diana, so much for good first impressions. 'Where was her head these days, jeez'

Lois sighs, "Fine, but I swear I'll pay you back. I don't like it when I owe people things."

"You really don't have to." She realizes Lois isn't going to let this go so she lets it go.

Just as they start to bag the groceries and head for the car, Diana's cell phone goes off.

She looks at Lois, "I'll be right back." She heads a little farther from her car.

"Now's not the time Bruce. I'm with someone right now." she whispers.

"Is it a guy?" he responds quickly and with a little irritation.

"It doesn't matter who I am with. That is none of your business. Regardless of gender."

"It does matter Diana. Don't lead them on and then crush their hopes. Don't even think about cheating-"

She interrupts him, " Cheating? You are walking on thin ice Bruce." She starts to purse her lips.

He gives a bitter laugh," Because of your loyalty? I have proof that shows otherwise."

She narrows her eyes at the floor," Is this what you called me for? To accuse me of something that's not even true?"

" I believe it's true because you led him on. He thought he had a chance, because you gave it to him. He saw an opening and took it."

"I gave him a chance to be my friend, because that's what I thought he wanted from me at the time. He had misconceptions about our relationship, that is not my fault."

"Not every man wants to just be your friend Diana. Stop being so naive. I'm only telling you this because-"

"Don't say it Bruce. I've had enough of this, I never cheated on you. And I never would have been friends with him if I knew he was going to try anything with me. But, I can see that you don't trust me enough to think I would ever allow it in the first place. Goodbye Bruce."

"Diana wai-"

She hangs up and clutches her phone close to her heart. With a morose expression she heads back to her car and composes herself before entering it. Making sure to silence her phone because sure enough, she knows Bruce will try to call her again. No doubt to try to make her see his point of view. The nerve of that man, two weeks and he still doesn't let it go. What's even worse, he doesn't believe her.

Lois looks at the way Diana's body stands with rigid tension and equal expression attached to it. 'That couldn't have been a good phone call'

Diana wordlessly gets in the car and starts to head to Lois's house. Lois glances at Diana and smiles, " So, you in the mood for a burger with some fries and maybe a milkshake or a soda?" she attempts.

" A fast food restaurant?"

"Yeah, of course a fast food restaurant. I know this place that has serves good burgers. I go there a lot during the weekends with some friends, sometimes by myself."

Diana reluctantly agrees, "But, shouldn't we drop the groceries first?"

"Eh, that can wait." Lois motions with her hand, "Besides, something tells me you need a little cheering, I mean unless you have somewhere else to be?"

"No, I don't have to be anywhere else."

[Elsewhere- Wayne Manor]

Bruce sits near his fireplace in complete darkness, brooding while the fires cause shadows to cross his face. It has been two weeks since that incident with Diana and a month without her coming to Wayne manor, to see him. Things weren't going that well with him, to top it off, Wayne Enterprises has received a price increase in stocks. Which meant he had more work to do, more companies to schedule with. This should have been good news, but he feels the relationship with Diana slipping away from his hands. It's alarming if anything.

He's used to having her around, since they were children. They've faced hardships together, deep ones that caused deep wounds. He places a hand to his chin and sees his cell phone in his hand and thinks 'I should just let it go' .

It wasn't fair to Diana, for him to be so bitter about something she didn't reciprocate with another man, or as he didn't want to believe her having done. Their relationship is a questionable one, it wasn't formed out of romantic love. More of a necessity, for the family and the company.

He chuckles bitterly, maybe it's better this way. He gets up and tilts his water pitcher, distinguishing the fire with the ice cold water as he watches with a melancholic look. She doesn't owe him anything, they agreed to this together, but that didn't mean she had to give up her life for him.

Why couldn't it have been someone else? Someone he could cut ties with. Someone who didn't matter to him.

He sighs and heads for his room, to his laptop. He needs to straighten things out with Diana.

[Downtown Metropolis - Chunky Chubby Burger]

As Lois and Diana arrive at ' Chunky Chubby Burger', Diana didn't really think much of it. It just looked like, a fast food restaurant for the lack of better words. Kids were running around the play area, while their parents idly chattered amongst themselves. It was nice, if anything. Colors were too bright, per usual and the seats weren't really that comfortable. She remembered Bruce mentioning that it was a strategic business technique, the seats were meant to be uncomfortable, so as to discourage people from wanting to stay there too long.

"It may not look like much, but what fast food joint is?" Lois says with a shrug as she starts heading towards the cashier, already having in mind what she wants to order.

As Lois finishes placing her order she looks to Diana and silently asks her what she wants. To which Diana just says, " I'll just have whatever you're having."

Lois shrugs again. They wait a few minutes before they get their call order and sit down to eat it.

"I'm not joking Diana, I'll pay you back as soon as I can."

"It's just an order of two burgers and some groceries, think of it as my treat. It's nice being out with people."

" You don't get out much?" Lois says with a mouthful.

"No, I do. Just usually not with other people." It was strange going out with others she's barely gotten to know. Lois, was if anything the friendly type. The easygoing nice type. But, Diana had a feeling Lois could be ruthless when she needed to be. She really liked Lois.

"I'll tell you what, whenever you need a favor or just want to hang out, call me. I'm usually available." Lois pops another ketchup covered fry in her mouth. "Except maybe on some weekends, cuz my parents usually need help on the farm sometimes. What do you usually do on weekends?"

"I don't really do anything on the weekends."

"What about helping around the house or helping your parents with some stuff?"

"My parents died in a plane crash."

Lois chokes on her food, then gives Diana an apologetic look, " Oh damn, I'm so sorry."

Diana just shrugs, "It's okay, it happened when I was just a kid. I don't really remember much about it."

They stay silent for a few minutes, only hearing the noises around the restaurant.

Lois looks up from the table to Diana and reluctantly asks, " So how did you do it?"

Diana looks away from the ground and says, " It wasn't easy, but I had others help me." 'I don't want to talk about this' she silently wishes Lois wouldn't pry any further.

Lois doesn't really know what to say to that. Obviously this wasn't a suitable topic to talk about in a fast food restaurant. She would laugh at the awkwardness, but that just wouldn't seem right.

She gets up suddenly, having finished their meal a good 15 minutes before, it seemed like the right time to leave. As they head to the car, Lois feels she needs to lighten the mood, again. " So, have you ever heard of the saying 'what doesn't kill you, makes you stronger?"

"Yes, I have."

"Well, I like that mantra. I repeat it to myself when I feel upset about something. You should try it sometime."

They stay silent for the remainder of the ride to Lois's Home. Once they arrive there, Lois offers Diana a drink, but declines as she claims she needs to be somewhere. She just wants to go home, the reminder of her parents death sitting in the back of her mind. Like opening an old wound. It was never easy.

The wound too fresh and deep.

[Diana's Beach House]

It was almost 7:00 p.m. when Diana arrived at her house. Walking on the beach always helped her when she was much younger, helped her cope with her parents death. It was ironic, considering the fact that her parents died at sea. Nonetheless, it was the same reason she purchased a house on a cliff overlooking the ocean. As she arrives at her doorstep, she notices the lights are on in her living room. 'Did she forget to turn them off?' She couldn't remember turning them on at all.

She carefully walks to her living room, searching for any intruders. She then sees Bruce in her kitchen, rummaging through her fridge.

She instantly glares at his backside, " What are you doing here?" with an irritated tone.

He turns, but is not surprised to see her there, "I saw your headlights, when you were pulling in. Where were you?" He asks with no emotion in his voice. 'Don't get her mad, make it seem like you don't care'

She grows suspicious at his shift in attitude, " I told you, I was out with someone."

He slowly closes the fridge, " You don't have any good food here. Almost all of it is expired. You haven't been eating here." It was a statement, not a question.

She sets her bag on the island between her and Bruce, placing her keys and cell phone next to it . She runs a hand through her hair, " That doesn't matter, it's-"

"It does matter. Your health is important to me." He notices her cheekbones have grown more defined, the noticeable dark circles under eyes, pale skin and loss of weight. He walks closer to her and grabs her hand.

She pulls her hand away, "I'm fine Bruce. Now leave."

"No. You haven't been eating right, you look tired Diana. Whatever is bothering you, let it go."

"God, Bruce can't you just let me be."

"I'll do that when you start eating and sleeping. " He follows her as she proceeds to leave the kitchen and enter her bedroom.

"Leave me alone Bruce."

"Diana," He grabs her hand , stopping her in the hallway that leads to her room. He turns her around to face him, she doesn't move as he holds her by her elbow.

"We need to talk." Bruce let's her go, albeit slowly as he looks at her attentively.

"I don't feel like talking Bruce." She whispers, "I've been doing that too much lately. I just feel so tired. I just don't feel like trying anymore." She looks up at him as he gives her a soft look.

"I know. Let me help you. " He murmurs as he takes a small step towards her.

Her eyes start to glaze over as she lets out a sob she didn't realize she was holding. He automatically holds her as she starts to give silent whimpers. "I'm sorry." He murmurs in her ear.

It wasn't always like this with her. She seemed so strong to others who didn't know her. She never liked showing weakness in front of others. He never knew why she only showed him that side of her. Maybe it was because he found the same comfort with her that she found in him. They were very much alike. It was always rare to see her in such an emotional state, he always hated seeing her this hurt.

He was never disgusted by her emotional breakdowns, it was more of a respect he found because she chose to do that only with him. Because she chose to show that sort of emotion behind closed doors, with only him. Her tears were that of a strong damn breaking down by the hardships of life. After all, they were only human, they were bound to break every now and then.

'Everyone has their shades of gray.' He remembers Diana telling him that on the day his parents were killed. It was ironic, because her parents weren't the targets. They just happened to be at the wrong place at the wrong time. The Prince family were longtime friends with the Wayne's, they were going on a trip together. He was 6 and Diana 5 at the time. It was a miracle he and Diana survived, they were on a piece of the jet wing when a cargo ship found them. Someone deliberately targeted his family, and he knew why.

It was a plot devised by the very people who worked at Wayne Enterprises for years. They were laid off because of hard times. They sought revenge, and in the end, the were caught, it was what they wanted after all, to hurt those that hurt them. How foolish of them, in wanting to hurt his family, they ended hurting themselves and their families as well. In the end, they left behind the innocent to pick up the pieces of their foolishness.

And where were their parents? He chuckles, six feet under. He and Diana had to face the dark corners of their lives alone. They grew up too fast, faster than he would have liked.

He looks at her, and softly lifts a lock of her hair as he places it behind her ear. An hour had already passed, she was asleep. Her soft breathing indicating she was asleep. He gets up and carries her bridal style to her bed. She slowly murmurs something in her sleep as he places her gently and slowly on her bed. He covers her with her blanket and proceeds to sit on the easy chair beside the balcony door in her room. He closes the curtains and sits back down.

He didn't feel like sleeping.

He awakens feeling sweaty buds forming on his forehead. He gets up groggily from the lazy chair. He lifts his watch and presses one of the buttons on it, lighting the numbers in the dark. 3:22 A.M. He then notices Diana isn't in her bed. He starts searching the house for her, he doesn't find her. He then looks out the front window, her car is still here.

He goes to the only place he hasn't looked, the backyard. He instantly feels the chill of the ocean night air hit him. He sees Diana's silhouette on the hammock, lying still, almost serenely. The moon illuminates her figure, but it was still too dark to see her fully. He tries to move forward but realizes he's froze in place. He stares on with panic as he realizes he's waiting for something to happen. This has happened before...

The scene suddenly changes as the image before him changes like paint being watered down, only to be painted again in the blink of an eye. He is instantly in mid air as he feels he can't breathe. He is falling from the night sky, he realizes.

He feels a thread of fear hit him like lightning as he sees Diana falling with him. He immediately tries to grab her, only to feel that inability to move stop his thoughts. He sees she is not awake, her body limp, is she...

He tries to voice her name, nothing.

It's like an endless void, he then sees an explosion not too far from where he and Diana are, these colors were different. The colors were too...colorful. So unreal.

He lands in the ocean water, he tries to move again, only to feel frustration and fear enter his system as he starts to sink slowly, the night making it almost impossible to see, yet he is still able to see. He starts to feel as though he is sleeping away...from whatever this world was. He then sees Diana slowly submerge with him, he feels helpless.

He voices her name again, the water around him making her name come out in gurgles, bubbles coming out as he exhales. She then opens her eyes...he starts to fade as he hears his name from her lips, as if it was said in open air.

Bruce...Bruce...Bruce

"Bruce, are you alright?" He hears her voice again, so real, so distant. He then feels someone's hands on his shoulders as the person shakes him lightly. He opens his eyes, his blurry vision revealing worried sapphire eyes, Diana.

"Bruce, you were having a...nightmare." she says, concern evident in her voice.

He looks at her and runs a hand through his hair, " I dreamt about that day, again." His hoarse voice shaking with uncontrolled fear from his too realistic nightmare, it was almost like he was reliving it.

She instantly sighs and envelopes him halfway, as he is sitting on a chair. No words are necessary, as they both experienced the same dark passage. Her lips move as she begins to speak softly in his hair, reassuring him and whispering soft chidings, if only to keep his mind out of the dark.

Bruce did not handle his emotions like she did. He would shut the world out if he could, but she wouldn't let him. There would be no progress if she let him do that, he would try to handle it himself. But, she would be there with him, like he was for her.

" Do you want anything to eat or drink?" she suddenly asks. They were in the same position for at least 15 minutes, it was enough time for brooding, she didn't like his mind being in the dark for too long, he would sink too deeply in that same hole, if no one stopped him.

He gives a hoarse no. To which she breaks the embrace and grabs both his hands as she tries to pull him up. He grunts as she leads him to the kitchen.

"We can go to a Denny's, they're open at this time." She suggests while grabbing her things from the kitchen island," I just don't have any food and any beverages...well at least edible ones."

"Diana..." he gives her a somber look.

She gives a pleading look, he doesn't budge, " Fine, at least let me bring some food." Before he could protest she sprints to the front door and into her car quickly, taking off without hearing his refusal.

He sees her retreating figure and is rooted to his spot as he could only stand and watch her leave. He sighs as he looks at he kitchen wall clock, 6:18 a.m. What was he supposed to do? He wouldn't brood as it just would upset Diana further. Still, he was tired.

He wanted to sleep, but his mind wouldn't give him a nights peace, at least without procuring that same nightmare. He suspects Diana has been experiencing what he has. Nightmare plagues.

He lays down on the sofa, he switches the television on as he puts the volume down low and crosses his arms, just for a while. He finds the static noise from the television comforting at times. He shuts his tired eyes, and drifts into slumber, again.

Only to be awoken in an instant, or at least what it felt like. Surprised to feel cool hands touching his forehead. He grabs her hand and gives a half smile. He then gets up slowly as she places the takeout orders on the coffee table and heads to the kitchen.

He sees the television off," How long were you gone?" He rubs a tired eye.

"I was probably gone a good 15 minutes or so." she appears with a cup and a medicine bottle.

He groans at that, " Diana, I'm not sick."

She doesn't say anything as she just pours red liquid into the plastic container and hands it to him, he declines it.

She raises her eyebrows, " Tell me, do you feel like going out to the store with me later today or maybe to the mall, I hear-"

He grabs the cup from her hand and swallows the liquid and quickly hands it to her and takes the other cup from her hand. He swallows down the water as he glares at her.

"You probably have a fever. I need to get a thermometer and check your temperature. Because, if you do have a fever, you need to lie down and take that nasty medicine. I could make some chicken soup, I'll have to call Alfred for his recipe."

"No, Diana. I'm okay. I don't need-"

"I'm not letting you get out of here, if that's what you're thinking." She says while getting up to put away the medicine.

He glares at the food and immediately thinks of something, she re-appears from the hallway," Fine, I'll rest if you rest."

"What? I don't need rest, I slept fine."

"No, you need more sleep, and you have to eat with me or else I'm not doing any of that. Put in something and I'll put in something. It's like a business wager. For every piece of food I eat, you eat the same amount. Same goes for sleep. " He smirks.

She glares at him, " You're so evil Bruce. I was trying to be nice and hospitable, that's not fair."

"Take it or leave Princess."

She gives him a mean look as she plops down next to him and eats a piece of teriyaki chicken.

He mimics her actions, "It tastes like nothing, I can't taste." He gives her a blank look.

"Well, enjoy eating your nothing. Because it's all I am willing to get right now. And how long have you had this fever for Bruce?"

He shrugs," I started feeling it when I was at home yesterday."

"I'm surprised Alfred didn't notice that, he has eyes like a hawk."

He nods, " Nhm, I was hiding from him all day. It was hard, so I left the manor to spend time here." He bites a broccoli piece in half.

She laughs, " He'll know you left him in that house alone. "

He grunts, " That man may seem like he's fragile and all, but he's tougher than he looks."

They stay silent as they continue eating the oriental takeout. Bruce quickly glances at Diana before returning his gaze to the food.

"So, are you returning back to Metropolis high school?"

She gives Bruce an exasperated look, " Bruce..."

He only looks at her with an expecting look, " So are you?"

"I don't know. I want to, but it just wouldn't seem right. I was thinking of going there for at least a year," she points a fork at him, " besides, the media already knows you're going to attend the same school."

"So? It's not like I actually have to go there."

"Mhm, you have to or else I'm not going back to your school."

"Again, so?"

She raises her eyebrow again with a sly smile, " Oh, so you don't mind all those handsome guys asking me out on a daily basis or maybe those guys who want to just hold my books. I get constant letters of adoration in my locker you know, even confessions of their undying love. Sometimes lollipops and some cherries, honestly I don't even get what's the fetish with that." She gives a frown.

Bruce only laughs at her, " God, Diana you're so damn naive."

Diana glares daggers at him, " If looks could kill, I'd stab you to death."

"Yeah, and then you'd cry cuz I wouldn't be there anymore to be your knight in shining armor."

"I would not." Diana pouts as she grabs the last piece of orange chicken.

"Have those guys seen you eat? You'd scare them away with how much you eat, if not, you'd scare their wallet away. Lucky for you, I happen to be one of the few guys who can support that." He gives a smug look.

"Don't flatter yourself, there's actually a pool of your kind waiting in line to please me."

He scoffs, " Yeah if you don't mind driving them around in crutches."

"Jealousy is unbecoming Bruce," Her sapphire eyes flash.

He glares at her.

"Anyways, are you really coming to school on Monday or not?"

He shrugs before eating a mouthful of rice, " If I feel like it."

"Well, if you do, you know we can't make it seem like we know each other. People will get suspicious."

"I know." He takes a sip of his brewed iced tea. He would've liked to have coffee, but Diana insisted that he was too young to be drinking it. She wouldn't allow it, at least as long as he was anywhere near her.

It gets quiet again. The rays of sunlight finally illuminating the house lightly as it is still a little dark.

"I'm sorry." Bruce says inaudibly.

"What?"

"I'm apologizing for what I accused you of before." He says with his head lowered. It was unlike him to act like this.

"It's alright." She says softly.

"I'm sorry too."

He raises an eyebrow, " For what?"

"For getting that angry at you. I was just so stressed and I needed an outlet." It was easy to get angry at him sometimes. The lack of food and sleep made them get on edge with each other. They crossed borders they rarely crossed with each other.

"Water under the bridge?" she offers while reaching for some noodles.

"Eh, I wasn't that angry with you. The company's got me feeling on edge. A couple more years, and I'll have to actually run the company. It's just got me tense, and like you said, I needed an outlet as well." He rubs his fingers together, wiping the imaginary dirt off his fingers.

They smile wordlessly at each other before Diana looks away and gives her attention to the wall clock. 7:12 a.m. Too early.

"It's still a bit early. We can catch some sleep since it's the weekend." She half-lays back, her hands propping her body up as she rubs her tummy slowly, " That was good, I feel so full."

She then looks at Bruce who is already on the task of cleaning up all the mess. She gets up to help him, following him to the kitchen.

"You know I was thinking maybe we could watch some movies and stay indoors today. Since apparently I need to 'rest'."

She notices Bruce's quiet demeanor. She taps his shoulder, he looks at her with a blank expression. What's with the shift in demeanor? she asks herself.

"So?"

"What?" He dumps the leftover food in a plastic container.

She pulls herself up to sit on the counter while watching him do the dishes. "I asked if you wanted to stay indoors...today?"

"I have to go back to the manor. Alfred's waiting for me and I have more work to do." He says reluctantly.

"Oh." She feels a little dejected as she slides off the counter quietly and proceeds to leave to her room.

She turns, " Well, when you're finished, lock the front door. I'm going to sleep for a while. And, Bruce thanks for being there for me."

He nods without turning around.

When he is finished doing the dishes, he heads to her room. He finds Diana already asleep, what was it, only 10 minutes and she's already asleep?

Her room is a bit obscure as her curtains are drawn in, she is laying on her bed, belly side up as she has her forearm on her forehead. No covers?

He shakes his head, he did want to stay, but he had work to do. Work that needed his attention. It wasn't fair sometimes, he thinks as he sits on the corner of her bed. He touches Diana's leg lightly as he sees her stomach move slightly from the air she breathes in and out. Only the ticking of the clock can be heard as he remembers their earlier agreement.

Did he upset her? He looks at her deeply, taking in her soft ebony locks and flawless silk like skin, lips soft and plumpy, he chuckles, and the body of a model. But, her eyes- her eyes captivated just about everyone, him included. They were a deep blue, like the ocean. So calm, tender, but she was too pure for him. When did their relationship get so complicated, what were they in terms of the type of relationship?

He gets up to take off his shoes and socks, then his shirt. Leaving behind only his undershirt and pants. He then pulls a cover from her closet and lays it on her softly.

He then remembers to lock the front door and then gets under the cover and joins Diana in their after noon nap. This, mind you, wouldn't seem normal to anyone that wasn't them-they were after all, unique. They did things that were sometimes borderline couple like, but most of the time they acted like best friends, at least in public. That's how comfortable they were with each other, it might not be normal, and most likely self destructive, but he wouldn't have it any other way.

He was too accustomed to having her around, that it seemed like he was missing some sort of vital organ if she was gone for too long. She's a part of his daily routine, to engrossed in his life.

He closes his eyes briefly before looking at Diana. He runs a hand through her hair and smiles at how soft it feels. Wouldn't it be nice if we were actually something more?

He then puts a hand behind his pillow and closes his eyes. I missed this...missed her.

Ain't that one of the best endings? Well at least for this chapter. I need to start making some drama in this story...If anyone has suggestions, feed me...