Diana landed on the beach, not far from where her mother sculpted her and prayed to give her life. It was one of the more secluded beaches, surrounded by thick forest, but Diana always felt connected to this place. When she was a teenager she would sit here for hours staring at the sky, dreaming about the outside world. Recently she hasn't spent very much time here, but this time she had the overwhelming thought to show Clark this place. It wasn't a fortress of solitude, but it was a place she came to be alone. Since she was the only one to see the fortress, she decided that he would be the only one to see this place.

Spending a few minutes on the beach was supposed to calm her nerves, but when she lifted off the ground preparing to find her mother, they returned. She didn't really have a plan for this visit, she simply wanted to see everyone. She was expecting probing questions from her mother, and was planning on answering them honestly, but the x factor was her discomfort with discussing certain things with her mother, she might just back away, or even lie about it.

It had been morning in Metropolis, but on Themyscira it was midday, and her mother was doing exercises in her private courtyard. Diana always thought her mother was the most graceful woman in the world. Hippolyta was doing forms, that reminded Diana of Tae Kwon Do, her movements were flawless, and she looked at peace. Diana smiled, remembering when she was just a toddler trying to mimic the movements, back then her mother was so patient in her instruction. As the years progressed, she became more of a drill sergeant, instead of a loving mother. As she touched ground, Diana hoped to get the loving mother today.

Hippolyta heard feet on the ground suddenly behind her. "For the last time Donna, I have said no! Oh, Diana! I am so pleased to see you."

Diana gave her mother a warm embrace.

"What brings you here so suddenly?"

"No reason. I just wanted to visit."

"Come let us sit." Hippolyta led Diana by the hand inside the large stone building where she lived, they sat on a bench covered in soft pillows. "Tell me, is your world still at peace?"

"Mostly, there is nothing happening that cannot be handled by the people." There was the constant political shoving between countries and such, but the Justice League typically stayed out of those issues.

"What of your mission? Your charity work and other endeavors?"

"Everything is progressing well, we will be expanding internationally soon."

Hippolyta took a deep breath, steeling herself for the answer. "What of your personal life? Your man in particular." Hippolyta hoped to hear that they'd stopped their romance to continue only as friends, but didn't expect it.

"Our relationship is... as we want it to be. We are.. h-happy with each other." Diana stammered and looked away.

Hippolyta knew that whenever Diana stumbled through her words, there was information she was keeping from her. "Diana what are you not telling me? Has something happened?"

"Yes, something has happened."

"You've lied together?" Hippolyta guessed.

Diana simply nodded her head. No amount of mental preparation could quell the discomfort this conversation brought.

"Did you give your consent?" Hippolyta struggled to say.

Diana closed her eyes and spoke barely above a whisper. "Yes."

"Was he gentle?"

"When I wanted him to be."

Hippolyta wasn't sure how to take that last statement. She was going to ask, but decided she'd be better off not knowing. "I just pray that he hasn't used your willingness to be his lover to make you do anything degrading."

"No." Diana said immediately.

Hippolyta took several deep breaths as if she was in pain, while staring at the floor. It was still difficult to comprehend that her little girl saw herself as a woman now. A woman who had crossed the threshold into being intimate with a man.

"Mother, have you ever met a man that treated you with dignity and respect?" Her mother lifted her head to look into Diana's eyes. "Epione once told me of another healer that befriended her. Who never once threatened her or even tried to seduce her. Was there anyone, in your entire life that did not want to hold you under their will?"

Diana wanted the truth, so she gently slipped an end of her lasso over her mother's wrist. Hippolyta didn't resist, and after a moment finally spoke. "Many men presented a facade of kindness to me, but none had any such kindness in their heart. In all of my years, there are only two men I have encountered that have truly treated me with the dignity and respect you speak of."

"Only two? Who were they?" Diana asked eagerly.

"Your man, Clark Kent, and his father Jonathan."

Diana's heart broke with her mother's words.

"My life experiences have damaged me. I must heal. I must learn to trust, something I have never done before. I am glad that you are happy, I am glad that the man you chose has your utmost trust, and I pray that he keeps it. I pray that you will always be safe from harm." Hippolyta embraced Diana and fought back tears. "I love you so much."

"And I love you mother."

After some time, Diana left her mother in search of Donna. She had a formula, that she wouldn't have to ask more than 6 Amazons, before someone would know where Donna was, it worked last time she was here, she decided to put it to the test again.

"Appolonia, do you know where I might find Princess Donna?" Diana asked.

Appolonia stared at Diana awkwardly, it was a somewhat chiding look that made Diana feel uncomfortable. "She was here a short while ago with Kara, I believe they were headed to the weapons hall."

"Thank you." Diana said hesitantly.

Diana was in a crowded marketplace, many were staring at her with the same look Appolonia did. This had happened before, when she first told her mother that she and Clark were dating, but this time the looks were more disappointed. No one said anything to her, but Diana had a good idea that everyone knew, and she also had a good idea how they knew.

Kara and Donna were in the hall of weapons at a workbench piled with metalworking tools. Using her heat vision, Kara was heating metal for what looked like a sword blade, while Donna waited with a hammer to pound it. Donna saw Diana enter the room and immediately saw the look on her sister's face.

"It's her fault!" Donna pointed to Kara.

"No it isn't! I can't help it that I can hear everything! She's the one who told everyone."

"I'm sorry Diana, I didn't know they would react like that. If it means anything I don't think any less of you." Donna hugged her sister tightly.

"They don't understand." Diana simply said. "They don't know any better than to look at me as an outcast."

"I tried to tell them that you weren't under some sort of control. That I had met Clark and his family, and they were nothing like the men they once knew. But I don't think they want to believe." Donna assured.

"I understand sister. I'm not angry with you. I was prepared for everyone to silently judge me. Their opinions don't matter. But yours does Donna. How do you feel?"

"If you're happy. I'm happy. You're my sister, I'll stay by your side always."

Diana smiled at her sister's words, then looked to Kara, curious how she felt about the whole situation.

"Don't look at me, I thought you two were married from the beginning."

"You did?" Diana asked surprised.

"Yeah. Believe it or not, I'm actually about 4 years older than Clark, so I remember Krypton."

"Really?" Diana didn't know that. "Then how is it you can be 10 year younger than him now?"

"Something about space-time. His ship took about two hours to get from Krypton to Earth. It took my ship 26 years to get here, and I had aged 12 years."

"Wow." Diana was amazed, then it suddenly dawned on her. Clark said he was about six months old when Krypton was destroyed, making it impossible to have a cousin that much younger than him.

"But anyway, I thought you two were married, because on Krypton, when a woman marries she drops her father's name using only her given name, and wears the colors of her husband's house, you didn't have a last name, and wore red, blue, and gold. I thought you were Kryptonian, we were in the fortress, so actually I thought we were still on Krypton. I didn't figure it out until I started floating in the air. Imagine that. Going to sleep a toddler, waking up a teenager, discovering you can fly, then seeing your baby cousin is a grown man. That was a very shocking five minutes."

Diana recalled the time when Kara's ship was found. Clark had called her a few hours after he'd woken Kara up. He was so excited to have found another Kryptonian, and a family member at that. Kara lived in the fortress for a few weeks until Diana convinced him, by kicking him in the head several times, that Themyscira was the best place for her. Which is where Kara has been since.

"Anyway I'm happy that you and Clark are happy. He told me a little about someone he was with before, from his hometown who hurt him. Also during the time he found me, he said he was dating some girl that all of his friends called fat."

Diana wasn't aware of that him dating anyone at that time, but then again she was still trying to categorize romantic feelings for friendship. She knew about his relationship with Lana, she knew the frustration he felt about Lois, but knew nothing about a fat girl. She made a mental note to ask him when she sees him later.

In the meantime Diana decided that she'd stay here for a while and help Donna and Kara with the sword they appeared to be making. Which didn't look very Themysciran in design.

"Donna what kind of sword is this?" Diana asked.

"It's like one I saw when we were in man's world. Mother and I went into a marketplace full of machines and small devices, some pixie of a girl tried to sell us new smartphones."

"An electronics store? You didn't tell me about that." Diana said.

"You never asked. Anyway, there was a wall that had dozens of looking glasses, showing different events around the world."

"Televisions?" Diana guessed.

"Yes! And one of them had a sword that looked just like this." Donna picked up a design drawing that she'd made, as a reference to what she was going to build and handed it to Diana."

Diana looked at the drawing and recognized it immediately. "Oh. A katana."

"Is that what it's called?" Donna asked.

"Yes. As I understand it they were originally of Japanese design, they're designed to be very flexible but still strong. I don't know the process for making one, so good luck."

The two sisters conversed about how to make the sword properly while Kara sat back and listened, not only to Diana and Donna but to the other conversations going on nearby. Some Amazons thought that Diana should be banished from the island, others thought that she should be kept here to have her mind and body cleansed of any Kryptonian spell on her. As much hatred for Kryptonians was being discussed, none of it revolved around Kara herself. Which was strange, she was Clark's cousin, and made it very clear that she was loyal to her only living relative, yet they never feared her. Kara couldn't figure that one out.

"Diana. The queen is looking for you." Kara called after a while.

"What? Where is she?"

"She and Phillipus are riding through the marketplace, asking if you'd gone yet."

"I shall go meet her." Diana left the weapons hall to find her mother.

Hippolyta and Phillipus had ridden their horses through the marketplace and were coming up on a more secluded spot when the saw Diana flying towards them.

"Kara said that you were looking for me?"

"Yes." Hippolyta spoke, with the public voice of a queen. Gone was the loving mother from inside her apartments. "In several days time, the Amazons will hold a grand feast. In the name of peace, understanding and healing, I wish for you to invite your Clark Kent to join us. I said that he'd be given the opportunity to earn my trust, this is but one step in that process. He must survive an evening surrounded by Amazons and if he manages to not offend anyone enough to cause his demise, I will be closer to trusting him. What say you?"

Diana wasn't in love with the idea. It was bad enough that Artemis tried to kill him last time he was here, but having to dine with many, was a whole different story. "Under several conditions."

"Within reason." The queen said.

"That you decree that no Amazon is to make any move to harm him. If he commits any punishable offense, I will carry it out. And that I may decide the seating of our tables."

The queen considered the requests. "Very well. Inform your man."

Part of Diana was was excited, because she was sure Clark would prove that the Amazons have the wrong idea about many of the men in today's world. The other part was worried if he would even agree to come after the attempt on his life on his first visit.

Clark was lounging on his sofa flicking channels. He'd been off work for several hour now, and after going to the watchtower for a while to catch up on the goings on, he was back at home. After today, it was nice to finally relax.

He was beginning to doze off when he heard footsteps. Diana had just flown in, still wearing her armor. "Hey you're home." He called, then immediately caught that he just referred to her as being home.

Diana didn't miss that he just referred to her as being home, but based on the shocked look on his face she decided not to say anything about it. "Hey. Let me change I'll be right back."

She came back a few seconds later wearing black, skin tight yoga pants and a green spandex tank top. 'Lounging clothes' as she came to know them, matching Clark's sweatpants and t-shirt. As she approached, he made no move to allow her room to sit next to him, so she just laid down on top of him. With her back on his chest.

"So. How was your day?" She asked.

"Started out fine, ended strangely though."

"How did it start?"

"The big buzz around the office was my appearance at the nightclub the other night. Cat Grant, was on another level today. She was like a legit reporter, looking for witnesses and sources. I was so proud of her I helped her out a bit."

"How so?"

"I got her in contact with Shannon."

"Oh I bet Shannon loved that."

"Yeah she did, she skipped class and came to the office for her interview. And was quite excited to meet Lois, given her connection to Superman and all."

Diana simply laughed.

"I was proud of Cat until I read the article, because half of it was speculation if Wonder Woman would be upset by Superman walking into a club full of women."

Diana laughed again. "So what strange event ended your day?"

"I went to the watchtower after work. Wally tried to fight me."

"What?" Diana sat up to turn and look at him. "Why would he try to fight you?"

"The club thing. He was mad, he ran up behind me and slammed me on the ground."

"You just let him do that to you?"

"I didn't let him, I didn't even see him. All I said was that I'd get him back when he least expected it."

"How are you going to do that?"

"I don't know. Maybe I'll ruin another club night." Clark joked. "By the way Bruce was right, John Henry and Zatanna are together."

"Really? Good."

"Good?"

"He made her breakfast a few weeks, ago and she suddenly realized that, what did she say? He can get it. Quite frankly I'm happy about it, now she won't be after you so much."

"Oh, yeah I guess."

"Anything about Bruce?" She moved to lay back down, this time nose to nose.

"Nothing. I assume he'll be going after those drug dealers at some point soon. That is if Selina doesn't steal something else from him. But enough about that, how were things at home? Should I keep my head on a swivel for an Amazon lynch mob?"

"No. In fact, you've been invited back."

Clark worried about that. "Did you tell anyone about the recent changes we've made?"

"Thanks to your cousin's ears and my bucketmouth sister. They know we've had sex, I got a lot of dirty looks but no one said anything. Mother is grudgingly accepting of it. There is to be a feast on Saturday, and you will be my guest."

"And you're sure they won't try to kill me?"

"Positive, mother will decree that no one will make a move to hurt you. And that the punishment for any crime you may commit will be carried out by me."

"What kind of crime might I commit?"

"I don't know Clark, just be yourself and you'll have nothing to worry about."

"If you say so."

"I say so. Now are you watching this?" Diana turned to the tv, which was muted, but on a sports highlights show.

"Not really."

"Good." Diana took the remote and turned the tv off. "Let's go to bed, it's much more comfortable there."

"Alright whatever." He followed her, acting indifferent, but actually he was a little bit sleepy.

"First of all I didn't know that Kara was older than you." She began as she climbed into the bed.

"Yep, before you sent her away, she told me about myself as a baby."

"Really? What did she say?"

"She said she expected me to be bigger. She was looking for a playmate right away." Clark paused. "She's got it tough. She missed out on a lot of years. I think that's why she's so fun loving."

"Yes. She and Donna get along very well. I'm glad that Donna has such a good friend without me there every day. But there was something else she talked about. Your old girlfriends."

"What about them?" He asked.

"Who were they? Why did things end between you?" Diana wondered, because in the back of her mind she knew they might not be together forever. She wanted to know how to avoid anything that had ruined past relationships.

"Well I've dated plenty of women, but haven't had relationships with many. So.. you already know about Lana."

"Of course."

"There was Mayson Drake, a district attorney. Who was crazy about Clark Kent, but wanted Superman removed from the planet. We went out a few times but it wouldn't have worked. Not that it mattered in the end."

"What does that mean, what happened?"

"She was murdered, died in my arms." He said sadly, dropping his head into his hands.

"Oh my." Diana didn't know that. He looked very sad about it, so she gently rubbed his back. It took a few minutes for him to regain is composure.

"Then there was Lorren Landry, or Ms. Chubby as Lois and Cat called her."

"Chubby?" Diana asked.

"She was... a big girl. She was cute though, it didn't bother me. She always thought I was too good looking for her, and was convinced I was cheating on her because I disappeared all the time. Which was true, the disappearing anyway, she dumped me shortly after I found Kara, and during that Stylon invasion."

"Oh." Diana remembered the Stylon invasion well. They were giant brutish looking creatures, who wanted to take over the Earth. Who despite being 8 feet tall, they were weaker than a typical 10 year old girl, and their weapons couldn't hurt anyone. It took several days to finally get rid of them, as their sheer numbers were the only real problem.

"That was by far the dumbest thing that's ever happened to us." Clark pointed out, laughing at the silly memories.

"Without a doubt. Didn't they want Dinah to be their goddess?"

"Yeah."

"They were so disappointed." Diana laughed.

"Yes they were." Clark then went back to the original topic of conversation. "Then of course the most recent companion on the relationship journey of Clark Kent is you. Which is a good thing, because the damning factor in every one of my relationships so far has been Superman, but I don't have to worry about that with you."

"No you don't. Because if you fly off, I'll be right beside you."

"Good." Clark nearly mumbled the words. When Diana looked at him he appeared to be asleep.

"Clark? Are you asleep already?"

She got no answer, he was down for the count. He didn't fall asleep this fast, unless he was physically exhausted, which Diana knew all about making him exhausted these day. Diana briefly wondered if he tried to get Wally back already but couldn't catch him. Either way, whether they were sleeping or not, laying in bed with Clark is where she wanted to be right now. So she curled up next to him to give in to sleep for the night.

Diana awoke just a few hours later, she hadn't been very tired, only retreating to the bed because it was more comfortable than the sofa. The room was still dark, only lit by the moonlight coming in from the window. Clark's steady breathing suggested that he was still fast asleep. It didn't take long to notice her nighttime habit had occurred again, the top she'd been wearing was sitting on the table next to the bed and the warmth alone told her that his hands were in their familiar place. Diana sighed lightly, it wasn't a bad thing, and Clark seemed rather please by it, she just wished she could remember doing it. Pushing his hands away, she got up and went into the bathroom. Looking in the mirror she immediately noticed that her hair was tied back into a long ponytail. She hadn't remembered doing that either. She suddenly wondered. What else she did she do in her sleep?

Now that she was wide awake, she left the bathroom, and padded into the living room. After selecting a book from one of the shelves, she curled up on the sofa planning to read from it until Clark woke up. Her mind however was elsewhere, she was more concerned with how this feast on Themyscira would go. Instead of focusing on the book, she ran through various scenarios, involving her and Clark. Some good, some extraordinarily bad.

A/N: Mayson Drake was a poorly used love interest in the 90's Lois & Clark series, who loved Clark, disliked Superman and ended up dying in his arms. Lorren Landry and the Stylon however come directly from the garden of my mind.

These updates are coming fast now, it's amazing how much writing I can do when I should be doing something else.