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When Diana woke up again, she dressed in some clothes that she had put in his enormous closet. She went over to the closet and picked out a black shirt that Wally had gotten her. It was a joke but it quickly became her favorite shirt to wear. Especially at the mansion. It was black and skin tight, but that wasn't what she loved about it. It was what the insignia was. It was a Batman shirt. Many fans had shirts like this; she was a huge fan herself. She also grabbed a pair of sweatpants. Even in this attire, she was still one of the most beautiful women in the world. When she finished dressing, a tantalizing scent had made its way into the room.

'I wonder what Alfred is making today.'

Following her nose, Diana went down to the kitchen. Just as she suspected, Alfred was working away at the stove. Without looking behind him, Alfred knew Diana had come done. After all, in this house, and possibly everywhere else, Alfred was all knowing. "Good morning, your majesty. Please, have a seat. Brunch shall be finished in just a few minutes."

Diana smiled. "Alfred, I've told you how I felt about being addressed as such."

The older gentleman scoffed. "Being a man of England, I cannot help but to address royalty the proper way when I find myself in the presence of such."

Knowing that she wouldn't be able to change Alfred's mind, Diana sat and watched as Alfred worked. His moves were quick and precise. For a man his age, 'how old is he?', it didn't seem as though he had any intention of slowing down.

She couldn't help it. Her nails rapped against the table top in a rhythmic fashion. Over and over again, finger after finger. As the food was finished, Alfred placed a plate in front of Diana. At the sight of a white egg omelet, homemade croissants, and hash browns, Diana's mouth began to water. Ignoring the desire to dig in, Diana looked at Alfred.

"You know the rules Alfred. I won't eat a single bite unless you join me."

Alfred smiled and set a place for himself and helped himself to some tea. "You and the master both think so much alike. It is uncanny."

For a few minutes, the only sounds were of clinking silverware and the occasional, "Alfred this is amazing." Then, Alfred looked at Diana.

"Your majesty, I must ask you a question."

Diana nodded and drank some of her coffee. "Please, go on. You don't have to ask me Alfred. And it's Diana. Not 'your majesty'."

"Miss, I'm sure Master Bruce has told you about Miss Hol. Am I right?"

Diana nodded.

Alfred nodded once and went on. "Please do not be cross with him. He did what he did because it was the right thing to do. He knows what it is like to be thrown out of the only life you know. He may seem cold, but you and I have seen the true man behind the mask. Don't judge him for his desire to help."

"Alfred, I was upset to begin with. We all know how I feel about Shayera. But you're right. I can't be mad. I'm not anymore. I just wish he told me. We have been together for a few months now. Over that time, he had been slowly opening up. He has his secrets and I have mine, but I think this is something he should've told me."

Alfred reached over and covered Diana's hands with his own. "I don't think that. This was a second chance for Miss Hol. It was hard enough for her to accept his help. It was hard for both of them. Perhaps in time, he would've told you. An old man can only guess."

"What was it like with her here?"

Alfred smiled lightly. "The mansion did not appear so empty. Much like when you are here. However, there is a difference. With you here, Master Bruce's happiness is present. I have been with him his whole life and seeing my son, as I have come to think of him as, happy is all I want. The mansion has the love that it has been missing since Master Thomas and Miss Martha passed." Alfred kissed Diana's hands. "Do not let that go away all because of something as little as this. I doubt that my heart will ever be able to take it if you left."

Diana chuckled and kissed Alfred's cheek. "You're right. Of course you are. I shouldn't have been upset. I was raised better than that. And you don't have to worry about me going away. I don't think I ever will. Well, unless Bruce does something completely idiotic."

"Not bloody likely. Not while I am still breathing or a thought in his mind."

Diana and Alfred both laughed. Then the two of them gathered the dishes. Alfred didn't protest when Diana had started helping to clean up. He knew that she would still help despite his protests.

When the two had finished, they went on with their daily routines. Alfred left to dust all surfaces of the house, while Diana had two choices. The first one involved leaving the mansion and going to the watch tower. The second, and more appealing one, had her staying here in the mansion.

The decision wasn't too hard to make.

Diana reached over and grabbed her ear piece. "Wonder Woman to Flash."

After a crackle of static, Wally's bright voice greeted her. "Hey gorgeous, you know you can call me Wally right?"

Diana laughed. "Yes I know…Wally. Anyway, I need you to tell Superman that I'm staying…home today."

Wally didn't miss her pause. "Uh huh. 'Home'. I'll tell him. You can tell Wayne I said he was a lucky bastard."

"He's not even here."

"I knew it! You are there!"

"Wally! I am at my home. Not anyone else's."

"Ok Princess. Whatever you say." He laughed. "I'll see you tomorrow then, I gotta go. Cheetah thinks she can run faster than me, I gotta prove her wrong."

They both laughed and Diana disconnected.

Seeing as she now had nothing to do but wait for Bruce, Diana walked over to the grand bed and dove right in.

Hours later, it seemed, Diana was woken by the sound of a door slamming.

Diana instantly jumped out of the covers and into a battle stance.

"You're still here?"

Diana eased out of her stance, her smile that had been forming dropped. "Yes. What happened? I pictured you coming in here and taking me in your arms. You know, it'd be a nice way to say hello."

Bruce grimaced. "Sorry." He said gruffly. He made his way to the closet pulling at his tie. Diana sighed. "I guess Bruce is leaving."

"For now." Bruce called from the closet.

She sighed again. "I guess I'll go too then."

Bruce walked out of the closet and went to Diana. "I'm sorry. I'll make this up to you. I promise. You're welcome to stay. Alfred will like that. But I have to go." He kissed her forehead then swept out of the room. Diana flew after him.

"Hold on. Why do you have to go now?" She looked at the grandfather clock in the living room. "It's only 3 o'clock."

"I have to go. I'm sorry."

The grandfather clock slid to the right then closed as Batman walked through.

The next few days were very slow to our heroes. Diana hadn't seen Bruce and Shayera stayed home avoiding John and Katie. The sky had seemed to be as low as Diana and Shayera. Clouds of gray had found themselves unable to leave Gotham. Life went on.

Diana spent most of her time on the watchtower. She had a nice apartment in near Washington D.C. but only stayed there when she had diplomatic duties. She trained with whatever League members were available, well with whatever League members brave enough to take her on.

Over these last few months, more and more heroes had joined the original seven. Now they had around 30 members all together. Diana expected that number would continue to grow. She was glad for the extra help, new friendships, and more free time. But not on days like this. Not days when she hadn't seen Bruce or Batman. Days where Diana found herself without a thing to do.

So to kill time on this particular day, Diana met up with Wally for lunch. The two of them had always made dates for lunch. At first, lunch was when the original members could get together. But as time passed, it was down to the two of them. For a while, John had also joined them. In his depression however, he would always be training or on some mission. Now he was gone for a while possibly chasing Shayera. Diana frowned as she sat in front of Wally.

'Does he know that John found Shayera?'

Wally noticed her frown. "Oh come on Princess. I know I have a lot of food, but I'll be as neat as possible. I am dining with royalty." He added with a wink.

Diana smiled. "Nonsense, Wally. It's not you."

He grinned. "Then dig in Princess. I have to go to Central City after this."

For the first part of their lunch, Diana ate in silence. Wally on the other hand spoke about new League members. As he went on about one person in particular, Diana became interested.

"Brazilian? That's…quite exotic."

Wally smiled dreamily and put his fork down. "Yeah. She's beautiful too. I think her name is Fire. Well, her superhero name. I bet she's a model. Oh! And speaking of models, Mari Jiwe McCabe, the one from New York? She's a hero too! Can you believe that? I knew she could walk the walk, I just didn't know she could fight the fight!" Wally swooned. "Do you think we'll get more models? Maybe I can finally find some love. We both could find someone."

At his last comment, Diana's laughter spilled. "Oh Wally, you are too funny."

"Oh come on Di, I'm searching for love." He smiled as some new members walked in the large cafeteria for their tour. Wally's eyes zoned in on Fire. "And I think I found it."

"Wow." Diana said. "Is that her? The one with the green hair?"

The one with green hair was by far the tallest out of the new members. Her hair was beautifully green and matched her outfit. Even her lips were green.

"Yeah." Wally now had a dreamy look on his face and his whole body was turned to her. Then, he put his hand to his ear, listened for a few moments, then groaned. "Now? …Alright, alright, I'm comin'."

He stood up and faced Diana. "I'm sorry, but I have to go. Same time next week?"

Diana stood as well. "Of course Wally." She hesitated. "Could I ask you a quick question?"

Wally, who had a joke prepared, turned serious. "Of course Diana."

"Have you heard from John?"

"Well, that's a weird question. Hmm. The last time I heard from him was when he got to Gotham. After that, nothing."

Diana nodded. "Okay. Well, go on. You know J'onn hates waiting on you."

Wally cracked a smile, zoomed in to kiss Diana's cheek, then gave a her a hug. "No one ever has to wait for me. I'm the-"

"Fastest man alive." Diana said with him. The two laughed and then Wally sped away.

Diana watched as the red blur disappeared and then she began to go to her own room. Now that Wally was gone, she had nothing else to do. Briefly, she considered going to her little place in D.C., but she pushed that thought aside. She knew what she really wanted. But she also knew that Bruce would come to her on his own terms. With all the time she knew Bruce, she knew that he would wait a long time before finally going to her.

Hours later, she heard a knock on her door.

"Coming!"

When Diana opened the door, the sight of her best friend greeted her. "Kal!" She smiled and ushered him in. "What a pleasant surprise. I thought you were with your family."

Superman sat down at the table in her room. "I was. But Perry called and you know how he gets."

Diana nodded because she did know. When it was just her and Kal, the two talked about everything. Whether it was her homesickness or his crabby boss. Suddenly, her stomach dropped with guilt. She hadn't told him about her relationship.

Superman stopped talking. "Are you alright Diana? I mention Bruce and it looks like your lunch is about to come back."

She blinked in surprise. 'He was talking about Bruce?' She sat in the opposite chair. "I'm sorry. I spaced out a little. Uhmm. What about Bruce now?"

Superman chuckled. "As I was saying, I'll have to get back at Bruce somehow. If it weren't for the charity ball his company is planning, I wouldn't have to leave my home and interview him about it. But Perry insisted." He gave her a side glance. "He also mentioned that there seemed to be a girl in the bachelor's life. Any idea on who that could be?"

Diana looked at him. "Are you asking if I'm the mysterious woman?" She laughed. "Have you not seen him when he's around me? What makes you think that all of a sudden he's in love with me?"

Superman turned serious. "I have seen him around you. When you're fighting, he makes sure you're always covered. When you're hurt, he finds out who did the damage and we both know what happens to the guy he finds. At first I didn't think it was you. Both Lois and Perry said that the mystery girl resembled you. So I looked into it."

His voice made her want to kick herself. His face dropped and his shoulders slumped. Even his little curl seemed to lose some of its happiness. "How could you not tell me?"

Diana opened her mouth to form some sort of explanation but none came.

"Lucius! Can you tell me why I need to be here?"

The older man chuckled. "Well Mr. Wayne, this is the final day of planning for the annual charity ball for the Wayne Foundation. I would like to think that you want to see things through."

"You're right. What was I thinking?"

Lucius laughed and slapped Bruce's back. "Come on, we're almost done here so I don't see why you've been complaining."

Bruce put on an easy smile and continued his rich boy act. He propped his feet on the glass table and leaned back in his chair. "I have plenty of parties to go to and plenty of women to see."

Lucius frowned. But he understood. After all, they weren't alone in the conference room. Lucius knocked Bruce's feet down. "Mr. Wayne. If you want to leave so badly, go on ahead."

"Oh Lucius, you know I didn't mean it."

The two men laughed. Bruce sat up properly and began signing papers. Papers for last minute changes, papers for finalized guest lists and papers for…

"Approved reporters? Since when do we have that?"

Lucius pointed at the paper. "Sign it." After Bruce signed, he gathered all the papers. "We have this list because there are reporters out there who are determined to bash your name. Here, I have put together the very few reporters who are only interested in the success of the charity. Like Lois Lane and her partner, Kent I believe." Lucius' eyes seemed to spark with secret knowledge.

Bruce smirked. "Lois? Kent? Really?"

Unfazed, Lucius grabbed his coat. "Really. Now, I am going home to my loved ones. I suggest you do the same." Lucius gave Bruce a meaningful look. "Give her a call. Don't make her wait."

Bruce laughed as Lucius saluted him and left the room. Then, he took his phone out of his pocket and dialed a number.