A/N: Thank you to everyone who reviewed! Right, in answer to my anon reviews:

Thanks very much RnJ, I'm happy you like the story! Here's hoping this chapter is as enjoyable too!

And Kurama - again thanks for the review. To the honest I'd never considered that, so maybe the gods were just looking the other way? ;) They do tend to toy with mortals, so maybe Diana's no different in that respect. I won't reveal just yet how I'm going to deal with that aspect of the story. As for the challenge, it definitely sounds intriguing, but also a little tricky. If Bruce loses his memory of Batman, then he'd also have to forget the event of his parents' death, which wouldn't just change the Bat, but everything about him. I'll give it serious consideration, but I can't promise anything!

Anyway, here's the chapter. Enjoy!

Chapter Five - Betrayal

They dressed quickly, without embarrassment. Several times Bruce had to curb the impulse to reach out to her again. Each piece of clothing more she put on caused another little swell of disappointment. Her normal uniform didn't exactly cover a lot, but while she was wearing it, she was Wonder Woman, a symbol of justice and truth far more than she was a creature of the flesh. But now...no body that beautiful should be covered up. A shiver ran through him when he realised just how badly he never wanted anyone else to see it. It wasn't of desire, exactly, but neither was it of fear.

It bore thinking about some more. But not now.

Diana crossed to the door, then looked back at him, smiling. He couldn't help but smile back. "Diana...thank you."

Her smile got wider, and she nodded. "Likewise." She opened the door and went through, shutting it gently behind her.

A few moments later he followed, joining the others downstairs. "Ready?"

They all nodded, with GL's hand on Clinton's shoulder. They'd locked him in his room the night before, still not trusting him totally. "Alright, let's get goin'," Ohiyesa said.

Bruce tried very hard not to constantly roll his eyes as the eight of them rode off into the sunrise. Now it did feel like the Magnificent Seven. There was silence for a while, and the still-cool air whipping past his face was a pleasant sensation - odd, since normally he was rather less than a morning person. But then normally he didn't crawl into bed until five. Normally he didn't get to go for early morning horseback rides. Oh, and normally he hadn't spent the entire night making love to the most incredible woman in all creation.

He stole yet another glance at Diana's calm face, smirked, and looked away again. It wasn't that he'd lost his self-control; that was still there, still easily within reach, but...he didn't want to reach for it. His hands were around the reins of his horse, but they just didn't care enough to reach for the reins of self-control. And he should be disturbed about that - but, again, he just wasn't. Diana did that, which had been why he'd avoided pursuing anything romantic with her so far, but she knew his weakness, knew that he could only be beaten by logic, and she'd done exactly that.

And all he could find was admiration for her.

"Fancy gun belts ya got there," Jonah, riding next to him, commented after a while. "I'm thinkin' you folks are time-travellers."

Bruce raised an eyebrow, but maintained his unfazed manner. "Where would you get a crazy idea like that?"

"Experience," Jonah answered shortly. "I've had an interesting life."

I bet, Bruce thought. Ahead of the group, Ohiyesa slowed down slightly.

"We're gettin' close. I wanna warn you; there's some downright unusual activity goin' on hereabouts. Don't let it throw you."

John snorted slightly. "Don't worry about it, we've got a lot of experience with unusual-" Suddenly there was an angry shriek from overhead, and they all looked up to see- a dinosaur? John blinked, then turned back to the sheriff. "I'm sorry, you were saying?"

"We've been sighted!" El Diablo yelled. "They'll be ready for us."

Diana raised an eyebrow. "I sincerely doubt that."

Without another word, she shot into the air, soaring upward and diving through the wing of the monster. All without losing her hat. As Bruce had expected, it was a robot, sparks flying from around the hole. The man on its back spread his arms and legs, revealing that he'd been wearing some sort of flying squirrel outfit. It allowed him to glide away safely while the robot smashed into the ground. Diana flew back down, landing gracefully back in the saddle. He wondered briefly how she wasn't sore this morning - though even if she was there was no way she'd show it. Their eyes met briefly, and she smiled at him before looking away. She still looked far too satisfied.

Another spike of desire shot through him. Damn, he could still taste her. Still no regret about what they'd done - the urge to do it again was too strong. She'd said she knew what she was asking - and he'd looked into her eyes last night, saw the truth of her words. She really did just want one night where they could give into what they'd both wanted. But now... Now he wanted more. He couldn't afford to take more, and for all he knew, Diana wouldn't offer more. At least he didn't think she would. She'd meant it as a stress-reliever, and if it was going to happen again it would be just that once more.

And he didn't want a stress-reliever. If he'd wanted that then Catwoman was always around. But he wanted Diana. He wanted more time to explore her body, to find the tiny little places that made her gasp and tremble. He wanted to be the only man who knew every single inch of her, inside and out.

He still wasn't after a lasting relationship, or marriage. But he'd make love to Diana till the cows came home.

They continued riding until they arrived at the compound. Ohiyesa dismounted and motioned for them to do the same, moving quietly. He pulled out a telescope and crawled forward to take a look at the compound. There were several sentries patrolling around the perimeter - as they watched, one of them turned to look directly at them. It was a robot.

Immediately, they were under a barrage of bullets, the first one snapping Ohiyesa's telescope in his hand. "Shots are spooking the horses!"

Bat was trying and failing to restrain the horses from rearing. "Shots are spookin' me!"

The Justice League didn't waste time; Bruce shot out a grappling hook and swung down into the compound, impacting into the robot's torso, with John and Diana following swiftly. The fight wasn't particularly long, but it was brutal, as they were faced by machinery that came from a hundred years into their future, let alone the future of this time. Robot dinosaurs and giant tripods - as well as tanks, which weren't all that difficult to deal with. The first one, Diana only had to grab the gun and bend it back on itself. Then she found herself in the grip of a tripod. She didn't know what type of metal it was made of, but it was certainly tough enough to deal with her strength. John took care of it, bisecting the robot with a green laser disc.

She dropped to the ground in time to see Bruce yanking the head off a robot, then using its decapitated body as a shield against more machine-gun fire. Bat Lash ran out in front of the last tripod, waving his arms.

"Hey, Tin-horn!"

He ran round the corner, and the tripod followed him - only to be taken out by Jonah, who was now in possession of a rocket launcher.

Ohiyesa side-stepped it as it fell, and then yelled out. "Tobias!"

The door to the barn slid open, and Tobias stepped out, carrying his gun. "If it isn't Pow-wow Smith. Wasn't expectin' to see your sorry hide again."

The sheriff cracked his knuckles and stepped closer. "I've told you before about callin' me that. It ain't gonna happen again."

"No," Tobias agreed, "I expect this is the last time." His gun split into six. "Go for your gun, Chief, so I can ventilate ya proper."

The others marched up behind Ohiyesa, eyes narrowed. Bruce spoke. "Six guns, six of us. Nobody miss."

There was no movement for a second, and then they all moved at once. Within half a second, all Tobias was holding was the butt of his gun. "My guns!"

Ohiyesa stepped forward. "You and me, partner. Right now."

Tobias reverted to cowardice. "Another day, lawman. Nova!"

There was a whinnying from inside the barn, and Diana's first thought was that Pegasus had been resurrected. Tobias leapt on his back, and took off. Ohiyesa was right behind him. John lifted into the air, but Jonah stopped him with a hand on his shoulder. "Let 'im. Man needs to balance his own accounts."

It was impressive to watch; the sheriff managed to grab onto the tail of the winged horse, then wrestled the control for Tobias, sending it smashing into the ground. As they'd suspected, it was another robot.

His escape route gone, Tobias rolled to his feet, pulling out a switchblade. "Have it your way. Let's finish this!"

The fight was over quickly. Ohiyesa pulled his guns from their holsters and dropped them to the ground. Tobias did not drop his knife, and slashed wildly at the other man. The sheriff dodged easily, grabbed Tobias' wrist and bent it backward until he dropped the knife. The thug was down with one good punch.

Ohiyesa bent for a moment, then straightened with Clinton's belt in his hand. "This what you're lookin' for?"

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Once the three Leaguers had changed back into their usual uniforms, Bruce took the belt off Ohiyesa, examining it closely while John and Diana collected up all the advanced wreckage. Diana took particular pleasure in crushing up the remnants of the tripod that had captured her.

"Near as my ring can figure, that's everything that shouldn't be here," John announced after all the future-tech was shoved into orbit.

Bat tutted. "Shoot. I wanted me one of them fancy ray-guns."

"Ain't dependable. They jam," Jonah grunted.

"Oh, you forgot to reset the compensator," Clinton said helpfully to Batman, reaching over to press a button on the belt. "Here, let me."

The belt crackled and fizzed as it released an electric charge and shocked Bruce. As he fell to the ground, Clinton grabbed the belt with an evil grin. "Or maybe I'm lying!"

He opened up a tunnel, and John and Diana didn't waste time. She flew toward Bruce and scooped him up, and they followed Clinton into the vortex. John created the bubble around them again, but the landing was a lot rougher this time, as if the world no longer wanted them there.

When they tumbled out onto the ground, Diana felt relief that it was asphalt under her nose. Their time then, or at least closer to it than the last time. Bruce groaned next to her, coming back to consciousness, and she pushed herself up, reaching out to his face, concerned. When her fingers made contact with his skin, he looked at her, nodding slightly to indicate he was alright.

John pushed himself up to his knees as well, but didn't have time to say anything. From the gloom of a city that was most definitely not their Gotham, six figures detached themselves. None looked remotely human.

"We've been expecting you…"

They'd fight - of course they would, they were the Justice League. But whoever these guys were, the confidence with which they were approaching indicated that they were not going to go down easy.

But unexpectedly, help came.

A voice, literally, that came from above - accompanied by a slightly less divine bolt of purple energy. "But I bet you weren't expecting us."

Three other heroes landed next to them - and Diana stared. One of them most definitely had some kind of Thanagarian origin, another who was familiar but not - but it was the third figure that really caught her attention. Batman, only not a Batman who wasn't dressed anything like the one beside her. And one who could fly.

John stepped forward, looking at the grey-haired man. "Static?" he asked. "What's going on?"

So not their time then. The future. Which explained the new Batman suit, and the fact that he could now fly. She knew that the inability to fly was something that frustrated Bruce because he was forced to rely on she or one of the other metas, and since she knew there was no way he'd ever let any meta patrol Gotham, the new Batman's flight must be technological.

Next to Static, the winged man stepped forward and stared at John. "Dad?"

John's mouth fell open.

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