Author's Note: Alright, I was going to put off writing this until tomorrow, but I'm in a really good mood right now. For one thing, the pieces are really coming together here. I've had some excellent interaction with one reader, and we're really seeing eye-to-eye on where the story should go, which is very reassuring. I think that I'll just wait a bit more to see if the other reader has any new ideas to add before I launch into the story. So be ready for that any day now.
The other reason I'm in a good mood... You guys just hit my all-time record for visitors to my stories in a 24 hour period, with hours to spare. GOOD JOB GUYS! I would give you confetti if I could do that kind of shit via the internet (wouldn't that be a great world?). But I can't, so you'll just have to settle for an early chapter. Awww. This is going to be the start of my ending the honeymoon arc, because I just can't think of anywhere else to go with it. I'm sorry, and I know that I promised you more of it, but I'll make it up to you somehow. I'll start with sickening amounts of fluff in this chapter. Yay. I need to get better at writing it anyway. So enjoy.
Bruce and Diana snuggled on the couch of their oceanside cottage. With their combined strength, they had easily been able to move the couch to a position where it faced out of the window. They rested in each others arms, watching the waves roll across the ocean. They stayed there for several hours, just enjoying each other's company before Diana finally spoke.
"You really do have quite a sensitive side, don't you?"
Bruce continued to stare at the ocean, contemplating her statement before answering. "Everything has it's place."
"Do you always have to be so cryptic? Would it kill you to give a straight answer for once in your life?"
"It might."
Diana rolled her eyes at him. "It's okay, it's one of the things that I love about you... Always a mystery."
"I do my best." He looked down at her, looking just a little bit nervous. "Don't tell anybody?"
She smirked at him. "Can't let anybody know the big bad Batman is just a softy, huh? It's alright, your secret is safe with me. But it really was very sweet of you to remember how much fun we had here last time."
The two returned to peacefully watching the sun set across the ocean. Diana looked up at Bruce again.
"You know... I really appreciate you doing this for me. I know that even if you won't admit it, you enjoyed yourself too." She looked out the window, a hint of sadness in her eyes. "It's really a shame that it has to come to an end..."
"Who said that it does?"
She looked at him curiously. "What do you mean? Did you extend the honeymoon?"
"Not really... I had a talk with the owners of this property, and they agreed to sell."
Diana's face lit up for a moment, before slowly becoming a mildly concerned look. "You do mean that you talked to them... Not Batman, right?"
He laughed a little. "No, there was no coercion involved. Just a hefty amount of cash."
She hugged him more tightly. Even though she knew that money was terribly important to him (judging by how much of it he blew through to beat up criminals on a nightly basis), it was comforting to know that he was willing to make sacrifices for her.
He continued: "I'm sorry, but we can't stay right now. I need to get back to Gotham. I have business to take care of. Not to mention, I'm not sure how long that body will be able to keep. And I'm sure that the Justice League will be glad to have it out of the freezer."
"You know, I'm ready to get back too. It's been wonderful, but I think that It'll be nice to get back to reality."
"Hm. Maybe."
Diana sighed. "Alright, what's up now?"
"Something's wrong... I don't know what it is yet. It feels like the clam before the storm. I just feel like somethings going to go wrong soon... Something just doesn't add up."
"Bruce... What if it does?"
Her question caught him a bit off guard. "What do you mean?"
"What can you do to prevent it? Sometimes you have to just roll with the punches. You just have to deal with things as they come. I know how much you hate to have to do anything without a plan... But I don't think that you have a choice." She kissed him on the cheek. "Don't worry. I'm sure that everything will end up fine." She pulled herself closer to him. "It always does."
"I really hope that you're right..." But as usual, he just couldn't force himself to think optimistically. He knew that something strange was going on, and he wouldn't be able to let it go until he knew what it was.
Author's Note: So what is going on? Since I started writing this chapter, I've finally centered on one idea. This is going to mean that there could be some shocking twists and turns in the near future, but bear with me. So buckle your seatbelts... Shit's gonna get weird real soon, starting in the next chapter. I'm exhausted now, but I don't have work tomorrow or the day after, so I should be able to write early in the morning. Hopefully this will be enough to satisfy you guys for now. Once again, thank you all for reading, and I hope that you stick with me as I muddle my way through the rest of this story.