Clark Kent sat at his desk doing his initial write up for an interview he earlier conducted with a local high school robotics team. They had won several competitions throughout the state, and were looking for funding to compete on a national stage. He hoped they could make their goal, their robot was very interesting. He'd have to make sure Bruce saw the article, maybe he'd donate a few dollars to the cause.

The newsroom was quiet, for a newsroom anyway. Lois and Cat were at their desks doing their own work. Lois hadn't said anything related to Diana since that first day and Cat hadn't said anything to him at all about it since he called her out. Given her flirty interactions with him in the past, he assumed she was avoiding him now that he's off the market. Still, he made sure to always be on guard, they could show up at anytime and make his work day miserable.

He had a routine, he would write up the article right away when it was fresh in his mind, go to the water cooler, have 2 cups of water, and return to his desk to read over it. He was filling his second cup when he heard something that would throw a monkey wrench into his day.

"I'm looking for Clark Kent's desk. Is he here?" The familiar voice said.

"If you follow me he should be right over this way. What was your name?"

"Diana Prince."

"Well, there's that." Clark said softly to himself.

Clark downed his water and quickly returned to his desk. The person leading Diana broke away when he saw Clark. Diana was dressed in a manner that was similar to the way Clark did on the weekends. Jeans, and a long sleeve sweater with a button up dress shirt underneath, everybody in the newsroom knew this, and Clark figured they would surmise that he's dating essentially the female version of himself. The gossiping at the planet knew no end, and unfortunately for Clark, he could hear everything they said.

"Hi Clark!" Diana stopped about 3 feet in front of him with an ear to ear smile. She was happy to see him to tell the news she had, but wasn't sure how to greet him with so many people around.

"Hello Diana." Clark responded. He took note that Lois was trying to look like she wasn't staring at them from around her computer screen, no doubt she was trying to discover who this woman was. There were also several others who craned their necks to see the beautiful woman who had come to see Clark. He decided to make it easy, by stepping towards Diana and giving her a quick peck of a kiss on her forehead. PDA wasn't really his thing, but this served it's purpose.

Diana was shocked at the kiss, she certainly wasn't expecting it. She tried to act as if it was normal, to everyone else it would be. She wanted to ask him about it, but this wasn't the time or the place.

To Lois, that was all the confirmation she needed. This was Diana, this was the woman that caused Clark to come out of his barn long enough to speak his mind. She'd give the lovebirds a chance to chat, but then she was going in.

"So Clark are you busy?" Diana asked.

"Busy-ish. Why what's up?"

"I just wanted to talk to you, and I didn't want to wait until you finished work."

"Did everything go okay at home?" He stepped closer, and spoke quieter. "Should I be on the lookout for an amazon lynch mob?"

"No. In fact the exact opposite. My mother wants to meet you, she said that you are officially invited to Themyscira at your earliest convenience."

"What?" Clark was dumbfounded, that was the last thing he expected. "You want me to..."

"Hey Clark who's your lady friend?" Lois bogarted her way into the conversation as she often did. They had enough small talk. The closer Lois got the more beautiful Diana became, she also realized Diana was really tall, at least 6 feet. She wasn't even wearing heels!

"This is Diana Prince, my girlfriend. Diana this is Lois Lane." Clark introduced.

"Hello Diana it's a pleasure to meet you." Lois greeted Diana with a handshake, which was returned warmly.

Diana was always interested in Lois Lane. Clark always talked her up, he even suggested she allow Lois into Wonder Woman's press circle, but Diana choose him instead. She figured since Lois got all the Superman stories on a platter, Clark could get the Wonder Woman stories. She also knew that at one time Clark was a lovesick puppy over Lois. Wanting to be closer to her, but unable to reconcile the fact that she wanted Superman and not Clark. Lois was pretty, but much shorter than expected. No doubt she was just as brash as Clark had described. Not that that mattered, most of the women she knew were brash.

"It's a pleasure to meet you as well. Clark has told me all about you."

"He has? Nothing bad I hope." Lois took part small talk between them, but there was something about this woman. She was as beautiful as Cat described, maybe even more so. Lois got the feeling that she'd seen this woman before and that there was something else about her. This wasn't the type of woman who would actually be with Clark. Lois recalled that Diana was young, fresh out of college, and hadn't found a job yet. She had the type of beauty where she could latch onto so high rolling rich guy and live in luxury until she's old and wrinkled, so what was she doing with Clark? And why did she look so damn familiar?

"So how did you two kids meet?" Lois asked.

"At the gym." Clark said with a smile. He thought this story was a stroke of genius on his part. In his eyes it held a nice parallel to he and Diana's actual first meeting. "She was on the bench press machine, and she needed a spotter."

"I didn't need a spotter, you just wanted to talk to me." Diana argued. She wasn't such a fan of this story, she wasn't exactly proud of their meeting.

"You needed a spotter, you could not lift that thing. Talking to you was just a bonus."

"I blew him off at first, but eventually I came around. Now he's my best friend."

"Oh isn't that lovely." Lois said sarcastically. She didn't trust Diana, she may look like Clark's type, but there's something wrong with this picture. "Well Diana it was nice to finally meet you. I need to get back to work, do yourself a favor and don't let Smallville here bore you with too much corn talk."

"Corn talk? I don't unders... oh because he grew up on a farm. Don't worry, I won't."

Lois walked back to her desk, leaving Clark and Diana alone again.

"Would you like to go to lunch?" She asked.

"I already had lunch, I really need to get back to work."

"Oh, I see. What time do you think you'll be finished?"

"Unless something comes up I won't be getting out of here until at least 6. Can we talk then?"

"Sure. Come by my place, I can get us some food."

"Sounds good, I'll call you when I'm leaving here."

Clark walked her to the elevator, before they parted he dropped another kiss on her forehead. Not that she was complaining, but she wondered why he waited until now? They'd been alone enough times that he could have kissed her, she would have let him. Maybe it was the fact that she kissed him first, maybe he felt more free to do so? Or did it have to do with the fact that other people could see? She left the Daily Planet building and walked down the block. The daily planet was in the middle of Metropolis square, she would have to walk quite a way to find a place to take to the sky. She took the opportunity to observe her surroundings again, she wasn't sure why, maybe it was Clark's kiss, maybe it was her mothers prodding, but she noticed that sex was everywhere. On billboards, ads on the sides of busses every other tv commercial, everywhere. She already was very aware that Man's World was full of sex, as Julia told her early on, 'sex sells' and that with her figure and revealing Amazonian armor she would always be right in the middle of it.

It was disconcerting at first, but over time was easily shrugged off and ignored. With Clark, it was harder to do, which was odd. Rich men like Morris Jackson, tried to wine and dine her, some sent gifts and wrote letters professing their love for her, and others were rude and vulgar about the perverted things they wanted. All these things served as a serious turnoff. Most of those men didn't know how close they were to getting their skulls cracked, but Clark, he made her think about romance and intimacy, now more than ever, and his method for doing so was very strange: he didn't do anything at all. In the early days of the Justice League, Hal and Wally (particularly Hal) tried to impress her with heroism and bravery. The went out of their way to get her to notice them, but Clark never did. He never tried to call attention to himself, everything he did seemed sincere. It was even more evident in his civilian life, he impressed her without even trying. Before she accepted her attraction to him she thought he put her under some magic spell, but she was immune to mind control so that couldn't have been it. This was genuine, she felt it strongly, it felt good, it felt right. He would never do the horrible things Heracles did to her mother. Her only hope was that he felt it too. She thought he did, he kissed her in plain view of everyone he worked with. But did that mean anything? People kissed all the time, and on the forehead was rather ambiguous. It could have been the greeting of old friends, that is what they were after all.

She finally found a secluded spot and took off, instead of going back to her apartment she flew high enough to be transported to the watchtower. Maybe there was something that needed her attention before Clark would be free.

Nobody knew that Clark could hear their whispers as clear as if they were talking on a megaphone standing six feet away from him. It was just as he suspected, a handful of conversations about the sexy librarian Clark was dating. Sexy librarian? Was that what she looked like? Cat had said it before, but it was circulating around as if she'd told everyone already. Which Clark supposed wasn't out of the realm of possibility. The gossiping felt like high school again, who's got a crush on who, who's lying about what base they got to. He thought that when he grew up and got a real job that stuff would quit, but it was even worse. Apparently the more you grow up, the more you realize everyone else doesn't. He was reading through his robotics article for the 3rd time, making necessary changes when his phone rang. He didn't recognize the number, but the area code told him the call was from Smallville.

"This is Clark Kent."

"Hello Clark, my name is Tess Kiltcher with the Smallville high school reunion committee, I was calling to inform you that your 10 year reunion party will be held next month on the 16th, at the high school and we'd love for you to come. Do you think you can make it?"

"Hmm, I'm not sure." How ironic he was just thinking about high school when this call comes. "Do I need to RSVP or anything like that or is this just something I can show up to unannounced."

"You can show up, but we prefer if you let us know in advance so we'll know how much food to order and such. If you could let us know by next week that would be great."

"Okay, that sounds good, so I'll let you know by next week." His first thought upon hanging up the phone was that he could take Diana to the reunion. Then he laughed at himself for that thought, she was making quite an impression him.

Clark called, he was on his way, which was good because the food she ordered was getting cold. She got them quite a spread of fried chicken, biscuits, macaroni and cheese and coleslaw, Zatanna recommended the small takeout only restaurant. Hopefully Clark liked it. He shouldn't take too long, the only time it took to get there was finding a safe spot to fly off without being seen. She sat on the sofa waiting for the buzzer, but instead, her phone rang. It was Clark.

"Hey."

"I'm on the balcony, come open up the door." He said.

She quickly headed into her bedroom and opened up the door for him. They each hung up when she arrived.

"I need to make you one of my door locks."

"What kind of door lock?"

"It's a special thing I use, I can lock the door, but it's a special knob that takes super strength to turn."

"Oh." Diana said. That's why she never had any trouble getting into his apartment the times she flew in.

Suddenly, Diana became hyper aware that they were alone in her bedroom. Her earlier thoughts of growing intimacy with Clark came rushing back. She had to shake the thoughts away, the touchy situation with her mother would be made worse if she didn't.

"Let's eat. I ordered chicken from a place called Reeves."

Clark had heard of the place but had never been. "Fried chicken sounds pretty good right now."

Clark didn't speak while they were fixing their plates, Diana couldn't figure out the look on his face. Initially she was happy and excited about her mother inviting Clark to meet her. Once her head cleared, reality kicked in. Why did she suddenly change her mind? Would she accept him? Would he be safe from her or any other Amazon? Was he willing to go through that?

"So. My mother has invited you to Themyscira." She started.

"Yep." Clark hesitated before speaking again "Is this good or bad?"

"I can't be sure. She was initially upset when I told her about us, but later on she changed her mind and wanted to meet you. I'm not really sure what this could mean."

"I gotta be honest. I'm not keen on visiting 'the island of misandry'." He said, using air quotes.

"It's not misandry. They don't hate men. They just cannot trust them. You know why."

"I get the logic of it, but it doesn't stop me from being nervous. By the way this macaroni and cheese is awful."

"It is? I'm sorry I didn't know."

"I'm actually quite a snob about macaroni and cheese as you'll likely find out the longer we're together. But, I digress... What's the likelihood of your mother trying to kill or otherwise hurt me while I'm there?"

"I won't let her hurt you."

"That's what they all say. I've been in this situation before, and it wasn't pleasant then. Except this time I've got a real threat. Henry Lang couldn't actually hurt me. Your mother's got a gauntlet of Atlas and a magic sword that might give me some problems."

"Henry Lang?"

"Lana Lang's father. The first time I came over to take her on a date he was conveniently cleaning his shotguns. I was quite nervous at the time, at that point I didn't know that a shotgun wouldn't hurt me."

Diana laughed, she wished she could have seen him when he was younger.

"What should I tell her?"

"Tell her the truth, we don't have anything to hide. If she or anyone else on the island tries to attack you I'll be right there with you, and I'd expect Kara will too. Maybe Donna, but I can't be sure."

"Terrific." He said sarcastically. Diana as a defender was a reassuring thought, but he still didn't like it. "So when do you want to do this?"

"Soon. This weekend perhaps."

"Alright, so there it is, I'll meet your mother."

"Good."

"And if I survive the meeting, you'll then be required to meet mine."

"Of course I will."

Clark told her about the phone call and his 10 year high school reunion. It was just a few weeks away, and Clark figured that would be the best time to be seen back in Smallville. Also, it was a good time to bring Diana as there would be fewer questions about why a woman was with him. They would assume that they were dating and he brought her to see his hometown. He figured there would be fewer marriage questions as well. The less speculation about his love life, the better.

Diana was excited about the prospect of meeting his parents, she'd heard so much about them she was almost surprised they'd never crossed paths before. She didn't have a clue high school reunions but figured Clark would fill her in. All of that however, was hinged on his meeting with her mother. This could either be a speed bump between them, or a roadblock. She hoped for the best, but was planning for the worst.