"Hera Batman." Diana gasped. "You could have knocked first."

Batman stood there for a moment just taking in the scene before him. Diana was barely covered at all by the towel she was wearing, and despite his best efforts, he couldn't fight his male urge to lower his view for a moment. He was never more thankful for the lenses in his cowl than at times when the beautiful Amazon was in front of him. Even the great indomitable will of Batman succumbed to the beautiful view staring right back at him occasionally. Finally after realizing he was just standing there staring at her, he cleared his throat. "What are you still doing in my city Princess?" He asked as he ignored her complaint. "The charity ended hours ago. You should have returned with the rest of the League."

Diana had to think of an acceptable answer quickly to appease Batman while at the same time not letting him in on why she was actually still there. "I wanted to learn more about Gotham City, and stayed behind to speak with some city officials."

"So you talked to Gordon then." Batman stated while crossing his arms over his chest.

"How did you…" Diana started to ask before mumbling the rest. "Of course, you're Batman. You know everything."

Batman smirked slightly. "Not everything Princess. I still don't know the real reason why you stayed in my city….yet."

Diana adjusted the towel so that she could sit down on the bed without revealing herself to her unexpected guest. She'd been caught snooping around Gotham by Batman, and she was trying to think of a way to throw him off her scent. She thought quickly of her interactions during the time that Batman was willing to allow the League into his city. The only topic she could come up with was Bruce Wayne as the only viable option. Diana sighed loud enough so that Batman would clearly hear it. "If you must know, I was thinking of reaching out to a fellow citizen. Perhaps you know him?" When Batman remained silent, she decided to inform him. "His name is Bruce Wayne."

Batman was temporarily thrown off by Diana's reasoning for remaining in Gotham. She was basically a beacon of truth and honesty. He could also tell from her body language that she wasn't being dishonest, even if she was still hiding something from him. But he couldn't believe that she would have any interest in Bruce Wayne. Had he really been that far off his playboy persona when he was around her? "Wayne?" He questioned. "Why would you be interested in a man like that?"

"He was very intriguing, and I haven't that many in man's world to consider as a friend." Diana explained. "Bruce was interesting, and didn't approach me in a manner that I had expected from the little bit of information I was informed of."

"Wayne is a womanizing fop Princess." Batman responded. "He isn't worth your time."

"Let me be the judge of that Batman." Diana argued. She was slightly upset that Batman wasn't trusting her judgment of character, and that actually solidified her decision to approach Bruce Wayne in the morning. "Anyways Batman, I promise that I won't interfere with your patrol while I'm in the city for the rest of the night. I'd actually like to get some sleep, so if you don't mind please let yourself out." Diana then turned her back to him and dropped the towel before climbing into the bed and getting under the covers. When Batman noticed that the towel was falling away, he quickly turned the other way as he tried to respect her privacy. He was flabbergasted at the moment. Dick and Barbara had gotten their way against him, and now Diana was doing the same thing. He wasn't going to be able to argue with her anymore in her present condition. He was actually struggling to maintain his concentration at the moment, so he grunted in defeat and returned to the window, opening it back up and exiting. Hopefully patrol would be eventful as he now had plenty of frustration in need of being worked out of his system.

Diana laid in bed staring up at the ceiling. Batman had gotten under her skin once again. She couldn't understand why he was questioning her judge of character. In thinking about it, she realized that Batman also confirmed the description that both Kal and John had given her about Bruce. She would have to perform some research on the man, but she now wanted to meet up with Bruce again to not only gain a friend, but to prove Batman wrong. She believed that Bruce was not the man that had been described to her by her teammates. He just didn't seem to be as shallow as he was being portrayed, and at the very least he didn't act that way towards her. She began to think about her next course of action regarding Bruce, and closed her eyes as she awaited sleep to grasp her. She now had a full morning in order to seek out Bruce.

Batman grappled his way through the night sky completely flustered. He wondered just when he seemed to lose control of his surroundings. Was it when Dick brought Tim to him, or did Diana simply have an effect on him that others could plainly see but he couldn't? Alfred had caught on to an apparent change in his demeanor in the car earlier. He shook his head trying to regain his focus as he patrolled the city.

Being flustered as he was didn't turn out to be a good thing for Gotham's criminals. Batman was seemingly out for blood on this night. He'd stopped two attempted robberies so far and one attempted rape. There was still no sign of the Joker for the time being. Batman was on edge even more with that thought as with the Joker, this would only be the calm before the storm for when that clown would find a way to take advantage of a situation. Batman was forced to focus his thoughts and attention on something he noticed down below on the streets. There was a group of thugs breaking into the back of an electronics factory. He moved in silently for a closer look at the criminals. As he observed them, Batman counted at least ten perpetrators moving about, and all of them were armed with semi automatic weapons. He snuck up through the shadows, being certain not to get caught by any of the criminals. Once he was close enough, Batman waited for a few moments until an opportunity presented itself, and he grabbed hold of one of the thugs from behind in a choke hold. He held on tight while hitting a pressure point which prevented the thug from fighting back. Batman took the now unconscious thug and placed him where the rest of the crew would easily spot him while Batman found a sufficient place to hide himself from view. Sure enough, it only took a minute before someone had spotted the unconscious man. That man called out to the rest of the crew, and they all huddled towards him. Batman waited just long enough for the thugs to start looking for answers when he leapt into the middle of them. He worked quickly disarming the thugs with a series of strategic kicks, elbows, and fist strikes. He moved quickly in between the thugs, making certain that none of them could pick up a gun again and have a clear shot at him. He kicked one thug in the gut and rolled himself over top of that man who had hunched over trying to catch his breath. As soon as Batman's feet hit the ground, he launched into a roundhouse kick which knocked another thug unconscious. Batman's motion from that kick placed him right in front of another thug that had picked up one of the guns. A swift elbow to the forearm stifled any chance for a shot to be fired, and another elbow left a nose broken.

With two thugs down, Batman pulled out a batarang and a smoke bomb. He smashed the bomb at his feet while throwing the batarang at another thug. The batarang struck true, hitting the thug in the hand. The smoke had sufficiently filled the area by that time, and Batman engaged his infrared vision. Using that to his advantage, it was only another thirty seconds before the other eight men had joined the first two in an unconscious state. Batman had delivered bone breaking strikes on two noses, a shin, two forearms, and a hand. Four other thugs had received separated shoulders and an eye watering strike to the face by the time the fight had ended. He made quick to tie them up, leaving all of the criminals hanging upside down. Once the thugs were all secured, Batman shot a grapple into the night sky. Little did he know that the entire fight was being watched by a large man in the shadows. That man chuckled quietly before turning and walking away from the scene. He'd seen what he wanted to from the thugs that he'd hired for the "break in". He discovered that Batman would be a challenge, but he would enjoy taking care of Batman as Ra's al Ghul had instructed him to.

It was almost 4:00AM after that confrontation. Batman decided to head back to the Batcave at that point. He had logs to complete from the night's events, and then would need to be up early just in case a certain Amazon Princess decided to keep true to what she'd told him, and sought out Bruce Wayne in the morning. She had monitor duty starting at 3:00PM that afternoon, so she would likely find a way to approach Wayne in the morning before she would look for a means to return to the Watchtower. He figured there were only two possible options for her to use. There wasn't a sole in Gotham City that didn't know where Wayne Manor was located as well as Wayne Tower. Bruce decided to limit the options and would simply have Alfred cancel all meetings for the day. This would force Diana to approach at the Manor. If he could get her to go there, then it would also be more feasible for him to quickly retreat to the Batcave. From there he could be in the Batwing within five minutes. He wanted to head up to the Watchtower so that he could continue working on the teleportation equipment, and that would provide Diana with the transportation she would need.

By the time Batman arrived back at the Batcave, he noticed that Barbara's costume was already hung back up. No news from the younger two members of the Batclan would be considered good news by Batman. Especially with the Batgirl suit in the cave. They had obviously already returned from their patrol. That knowledge allowed a slight tightness inside Bruce's chest ease for him. He knew that it was the worry of a parent he was experiencing. He was actually very proud of the two of them for what they'd done. Of course he would never let them know that he was proud of his students. Bruce sat down in front of the Cray supercomputer, and pulled up the logs Dick had updated. There was nothing out of the ordinary that Bruce could find, so he added his own logs to the night's activity listings. By the time he was finished it was close to 5AM. Bruce sighed as he knew it would be a long day with Wonder Woman potentially seeking him out. He stood and walked over to the locker area and stripped out of the Batsuit before jumping into the shower quickly and dragging his tired body up to the master bedroom for what little time he'd had left for sleep.

~~ 9AM ~~

Diana was up and dressed in her uniform. She managed to get a few hours of sleep after Batman's abrupt intrusion. It still amazed her how a man with no powers was able to sneak in unnoticed by a Meta with enhanced senses. She grabbed her dress from the previous night and carried it down with her to the lobby where she returned her room card key. Being in uniform in the middle of the city during the day, Diana stuck out like a sore thumb and was attracting a lot of unwanted attention. It wasn't long before the paparazzi began hounding her for any information that they could. She could just make out some of the shouted questions asking about her association with the Prince of Gotham. She tried to ignore it, but once the question was asked, more and more paparazzi joined in wanting to know the answers. Diana would just take flight, but she was actually looking for a means to find Bruce so that she could reach out to him. Finally after hearing the question for what seemed like the hundredth time, Diana was fed up and she stopped cold while turning to face the cameras. "I'm only going to say this once for all of you." She started. "Mr. Wayne asked me for a dance last night, and I accepted. There is nothing more than that between us. When we parted we didn't even provide each other with a means of contacting one another. Aside from that, my personal life is just that, personal. I will not address any more questions regarding it."

Diana then took flight, knowing that if she were to ask how to contact Bruce, the media would take that information and run with it. Before anyone would know it, there would be speculation about nuptials and when they would be having children. Diana wasn't interested in hearing about any of that. She'd dealt with enough speculation regarding her and Superman. It was bad enough that Batman was hot on her trail regarding why she'd remained in Gotham last night. Diana flew around until she spotted a police officer. She flew down and asked if the officer would inform her of where she could find Bruce Wayne. The police officer gave her the two most likely scenarios. Diana thanked the police officer, and then took flight again heading for the Palisades. Once she'd arrived in that section of the city, she was astounded at the massive size of the home where Bruce resided. In looking over the security, she could tell that video ID would be required to gain entrance from the gates unless she flew over them. Not wanting to appear rude, she reached over and pressed the intercom button. After a few moments the screen lit up showing the face of an elderly man with a pencil thin mustache. "May I help you Miss?" Asked the man.

"Yes." Diana answered. "I'm looking for a Bruce Wayne. Does he reside here?"

"Indeed he does madam." Alfred responded. "Might I inquire as to the business of the visit that you are requesting from Master Wayne?"

"After dancing with me last night, Mr. Wayne offered the opportunity to see him again for lunch and a tour of the city." Diana explained. "I would like to discuss this with him."

"Just one moment, Miss." Alfred stated before the screen went black. A few seconds later, Diana heard the gates unlatching before they swung open. She hovered above the ground and glided up to the stairs which lead to the main entrance of the Manor. She was shocked at how large the building seemed up close. She reached up to knock on the door, but the older man had already begun opening the door. He bowed slightly while gesturing for her to enter. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Wonder Woman."

She smiled at the older man's greeting. "The pleasure is mine. Please, call me Diana."

Alfred scoffed at that notion. "That would never do, Miss." Alfred stated. "Proper etiquette dictates that would be poor manners. However Miss, you may call me Alfred. Would you like some refreshments while I inform Master Wayne of your arrival?"

Diana shook her head to indicate she was fine, and then followed Alfred to a room that resembled a library with all the books throughout it. Diana was instantly awestruck and slowly made her way around the room as she investigated all the books that Bruce apparently owned. She never noticed as Alfred slipped away with merely a sound. As Diana looked through the titles of the books, she stumbled across a section apparently reserved for Greek mythology. Her interest was piqued there as she pulled out one book regarding the Greek Gods. She began flipping through pages and mentally noted all of the errors that man's world had apparently come to when the book was written.

Alfred opened the doors to the master bedroom with a hot cup of coffee in hand. He set it down on one of the nightstands and went over to the windows, pulling the drapes open in order to rouse the master of the house. Bruce was under the covers entirely, so he didn't notice the sunlight protruding into the room. He did however hear Alfred pulling open the drapes. Bruce wondered what time it was as his mind was still on autopilot from waking just moments ago. He peaked out from under the covers in the direction of the clock, but Alfred was standing in the way. "It's nearly 10:00 sir." Alfred said knowing full well what Bruce was looking for. "I apologize for waking you so early, but you have a guest downstairs sir."

Bruce's brain began functioning normally as he instantly knew who this guest would be. He shot up into a seated potion, tossing the blankets to the side. Bruce scurried over to the bathroom and quickly jumped into the shower without even adjusting the water temperature. He scrubbed everything quickly and was back out drying himself while grabbing an electric razor. Within three minutes he'd returned from the bathroom to find his bed made and clothes laid out for him. Bruce quickly pulled on the black dress pants, white shirt and blue tie. He then grabbed the cup of coffee and chugged it down in three massive gulps. Alfred was there to take the mug from him. "I will inform the Miss that you will be but a moment Master Bruce." Alfred stated before turning on his heels and walking out of the room. "She is waiting for you in the library sir."

As soon as Alfred closed the door, Bruce went back into the bathroom and quickly brushed his teeth. He gave himself a once over, wondering why he was so concerned about his appearance to a woman that Wayne had only met once. Also he thought about the fact that this particular woman should want nothing more from the fop persona that to be an acquaintance. Still for an unexplained reason, he'd wanted to look as presentable as possible. He looked in the mirror checking to see if the bags under his eyes would require any attention. They weren't too obvious, so he decided that he looked good enough to greet his guest. Bruce walked out of the bedroom and down the stairs to the main floor. He went down a hallway and around a corner to the library room where he instantly stopped in the doorway. He stayed there quietly looking at Diana from behind her as she seemed to be occupied by a book in her hand. Seeing her standing there fascinated him for some reason. There seemed to be more and more unexplainable reactions to her presence that Bruce couldn't quite understand what the cause was. He'd been with some of the most beautiful women in the world, and while Diana was exquisitely beautiful herself, he didn't believe that just her looks would get a reaction from him like she was causing. After a moment or two, he shook his head to focus on the task at hand. He started walking again into the library towards his guest. "Diana, it certainly is a pleasure to see you so soon." Bruce said in his playboy fop voice. He had a grand smile plastered on his face. "I was afraid that our schedules wouldn't permit us to see each other again for quite some time."

Diana turned around and looked at Bruce. "I hope you don't mind Bruce." She responded with a smile on her face as she gave him a once over. She wondered to herself why this man was dressed in a shirt and tie just to greet a guest he'd only met once. However he certainly had a look that accentuated his physique well. The man had broad shoulders, and seemed to be very fit.

Bruce's smile grew as large as the Cheshire cat's as he watched Diana give him a look over. "I never mind when I have a beautiful woman such as yourself coming to visit me. I must have left a good impression on you last night."

Diana was less than impressed by that comment. "Actually Bruce, I wanted to take you up on your offer for lunch and a tour of the city." Diana explained. "In truth, I haven't many friends outside of the Justice League from man's world. Everyone else that has met me has only done so out of obligation or they treat me as though I were royalty and place me on top of some pedestal. You are the first and only one thus far that has talked to me in a manner that I believe to be similar to if I was just a random normal person."

Bruce was taken aback at that stance from Diana. She merely wanted to pursue some friendly relationships outside of the League that treated her as a normal human instead of a goddess or royalty. He thought about that for a moment, and the lecherous playboy smile faded as he debated within himself if this path was a good idea. After almost a minute of silence, Diana started to become uncomfortable and felt a little awkward. "I have to say Diana; it would be an honor to be the first of your non-super hero friends." He responded in a voice that was neither the playboy nor the Batman. Diana smiled at his response, and that smile made him believe that he'd made a good choice. After all, he could help her come to know more about the differences she would come to experience while living in man's world, and if it were him then there would be no reason to worry that someone would try and take advantage of her naiveté. "I'd think a good start would be to first share some breakfast Diana. Would you like to join me?"

Diana set the book back into the shelf and walked over to Bruce while lacing her hand around the crook of his arm. "Breakfast sounds like a wonderful idea." She said smiling.

Bruce led her into the kitchen area where Alfred was busying himself preparing a meal for the two of them. Little did either of them know that the old man was actually off in the distance listening in on the conversation. Bruce helped Diana to a seat and she watched in amazement as the butler worked his magic around the kitchen. What he had mixed together seemed odd at first to Diana until the dish was served. She took one bite and moaned in pleasure from the flavor. "Mmmm, Alfred this is delicious. I noticed you used strawberries with the eggs. What is the dish called?" She asked.

"It is simply a Strawberry Mint Omelet Miss." Alfred answered. "I've found that the strawberries actually pair rather well with the eggs, and I use the mint to add extra flavor."

"You are certainly a master of your craft Alfred." Diana said after gulping down another bite. "I've never had anything so delicious before. I'm surprised you ever leave the house with meals such as this Bruce."

Bruce chuckled as Alfred set the meal in front of him as well before offering Diana a second helping, which she eagerly accepted. They sat there enjoying the meal and company as they carried on a casual conversation about nothing particularly important. Diana asked many questions about the city that Bruce lived in, and Bruce casually answered her questions as he pointed out good places to go for anyone wanting to learn more about the city and its history. Eventually the discussion turned to when they would try and go through the tour Bruce had offered. Diana shared the schedule for monitor duty as well as a direct line for Bruce to contact her on the Watchtower. He promised to look over his schedule and find some available time where they could get together again.

After a couple of hours had passed spending time with Alfred and Bruce, Diana left taking flight and heading back towards the city. She'd had a wonderful time. At first Bruce seemed to be putting up a front, but he'd quickly dropped it and had turned into the charming man that she'd shared a dance with the night before. Alfred was like a godsend. Such a polite and proper gentleman, and Diana could see where Bruce had picked up some of his manners. She'd discovered that Alfred had been caring for Bruce since his birth, and took on a more intricate role when Bruce's parents had passed away. During the course of their conversation, she'd come to realize that Bruce's parents were a topic that she should refrain from bringing up if possible. Bruce and Alfred both stiffened up each time they were mentioned, Bruce more so than Alfred. She wasn't sure why it was such a sore subject, and chose not to push for the answer. She would research Bruce more thoroughly while on monitor duty. She was eager to see Bruce again soon, and hoped that he would have enough free time to set up the next meeting soon. Diana was happy to know that she'd found a new friend in man's world, and a man no less! Her mother would certainly not approve, especially based off of the reputation that Bruce appeared to have according to Batman, John, and Kal. She was convinced that there was more to her friend than he'd allowed the world around him to see, and she wanted to discover all she could. Diana floated through the warm air in no specific direction towards the city just enjoying the sun as it warmed her skin. She'd actually forgotten about one of her man goals until his voice startled her through the comm link. "Batman to Wonder Woman."

She opened the channel and responded. "Wonder Woman here. Go ahead."

"You're still in my city." Batman stated. How he knew that, Diana couldn't figure out. "I'm heading to the Watchtower. Meet me above to Clock Tower in the center of the city. Batman out." And the channel was quickly closed before Diana could respond. She was still in a good mood in spite of Batman's abrupt crudeness.

Within ten minutes, Diana was on top of the Clock Tower and waiting until she heard the sound of the Batwing's thrusters above her. Knowing that he was waiting, she simply flew up and sat in the passenger seat next to Batman. "What has you in such a good mood?" He asked as he noticed the smile plastered on her face.

"I just had a wonderful meal this morning." She answered simply.

"Care to elaborate?" Batman asked while trying to keep his face neutral.

"Bruce Wayne has a wonderful butler who also serves as an exceptional cook." Diana explained. "I think you are vastly mistaken about the man too. He's been nothing but polite and kind with me."

"Consider yourself lucky Princess." Batman retorted. "He'll show his true colors eventually."

"Actually Batman, I think he just did show his true colors." Diana responded. "I think this persona that he shows the world is an act, and the real man is who I've begun getting to know."

Batman wasn't sure how to respond to that. Had he been too transparent and lost the playboy fop persona in front of her so completely that she saw it as just a cover? He wasn't sure what to do at that point. Batman wanted to scold himself, but knew at the moment that he couldn't , lest he give away everything about who he was. There would be a time for that later. He merely responded with a grunt before adding. "Can't say I didn't warn you Princess."

The flight up to the Watchtower was calm and Diana was still beaming with a smile upon arrival. Superman noticed the bright smile from her as she exited the jet before Batman and his jaw almost dropped to the floor. He'd never expect someone to be in such a good mood when having to fly up with the Batman. The man was simply infuriating in such confined space, but she had been extremely happy it seemed. Batman of course maintained his normal demeanor as he stalked passed the Man of Steel without saying a word. Superman followed Batman to what would soon become the transporter room. He couldn't let it go and had to ask. "So why is Diana in such a good mood?"

"Drop it Kent." Batman responded.

"Well it's obvious that it wasn't because of you." Clark responded.

Batman clenched his hands into fists from under his cape as he fought to keep his temper in check. It in fact had been because of him that Diana was in such a good mood. If he would have responded immediately, he'd have yelled that back in Kent's face. Batman instead took a deep meditative breath to restore his emotions for the moment. "She went to the manor and met Alfred." He stated matter of factly. "Diana seems to think Wayne is a front and is hiding a good man underneath."

Superman scowled at hearing this. "Don't you dare do anything to hurt Diana, Bruce. If you do you'll be answering to me."

Batman had heard enough at this point. "You have a lot of nerve threatening me Boy Scout." Batman seethed through clenched teeth. "Don't you have something better to do than keeping me from working here?"

Superman was stunned slightly at Batman's lack of fear. Did he really know him so well to believe that he wouldn't pummel Batman into a mere stain on the ground? "Just be careful Bruce." Superman stated as he tried to bring the tension down a bit. 'Diana doesn't deserve to be hurt." He turned and walked out of the room leaving Batman with that last statement serving as food for thought.

~~ 3 hours later ~~

Batman worked feverishly on the teleporters with J'onn until they were nearly completed. By this time the next day, Batman would use his guinea pig to test it out. And as soon as possible he would construct the counterpart within the Batcave. He'd already had all of the pieces gathered, and would be supplying it with enough power so that the entire east side of Gotham would be blocked from teleportation without the bypass code that only Batman would have. He'd also designed the teleporter to delete coordinates before they could be saved if another code was entered. This code he would share with all members of the League as they would all want a safe guard from someone following them unless they for some reason wanted their secret identity revealed. Certain settings were already programmed to follow a rule established to delete the record as soon as one entered any point in Gotham City or where the Fortress of Solitude was located. That little nugget would certainly get under Superman's skin when he found out about it. Batman smirked at the thought of Kent trying to figure out how he'd known the location of his Fortress.

~~ Monitor Womb ~~

Diana had been on duty for three hours. There were some natural disasters which required assistance, but Green Lantern had been able to resolve all the issues without any need for backup. Aside from that, it was turning out to be a fairly quiet day on monitor duty. Finally she decided it was quiet enough that she could start her research. She began by simply googling Bruce's name. She soon discovered that Green Lantern was at least correct in that Bruce was incredibly rich. She discovered that he'd taken ownership of his family's company when he'd returned from traveling abroad. He initially used his money on his college education, where he attended Harvard. She used the clearances Batman had set up to hack into the college records and found that Bruce hadn't majored in anything and was an average student for the most part. Scrolling through more news stories, Bruce had never been married. He also seemed to play up to the image her teammates described. According to reports, he went to numerous parties and functions across the globe and usually had a different woman on his arm each time. She read through those stories carefully, and wondered why a man would put himself out as such a chauvinistic male whore, when he appeared to be quite different in the way he acted around her. She would have to question that the next time she had an opportunity to speak with him.

She tired quickly of the tabloid stories and began digging further into Bruce's past. It was there that she'd discovered his parents hadn't just died, but were actually killed. Diana went back to hacking, and soon had pulled up the case files of Thomas and Martha Wayne's murders. Her eyes welled up with tears as she saw a picture of a young Bruce kneeling in an alley holding onto a broken pearl necklace. She found that a common thief by the name of Joe Chill had murdered his parents right in front of him. The look of horror on the young man's face caused a sharp pain of grief in her heart for him. She found that Bruce had continued with the charitable works his parents had started, and actually they had blossomed under Bruce's watch. He was truly a better man than he'd allowed himself to be portrayed as. Diana researched Bruce's parents too and discovered that they were some of the most well respected citizens of Gotham City. The photos of their funeral showed quite a few people in attendance, but again Diana's heart went out to one individual in particular. She again stumbled across a young man's face that appeared to be lost and hollow as he stared forward in the distance. A middle aged man had his hands placed on young Bruce's shoulder. Diana quickly realized that it was Alfred supporting the young Bruce.

Diana jumped as she heard the doors sliding open to the Monitor Womb and quickly closed the search windows while simultaneously wiping the tears from her eyes. Batman entered the Monitor Womb and headed towards another computer terminal. He needed to transfer a program so that it could be saved to a USB thumb drive and uploaded to the teleportation access panel. Upon walking through the room, he'd noticed the extra glossiness of Diana's eyes. She'd clearly been upset and bordering on tears falling from something before he'd entered and he had a good idea what it was. A long time ago he'd set up security on the Watchtower to alert him of any searches on Bruce Wayne, his assets, or his family. "Everything alright Princess?" He asked as he waited for the program to transfer.

Diana took in a quick breath as she tried to compose herself. "Yes. I just discovered some sad information about Bruce is all." She responded. "I was taking your warning about him seriously and decided to research Bruce to come up with my own conclusions about the man."

"Understandable." Batman responded as he tried to maintain his monotone emotionless voice. "He had a rough childhood. That's why I warned you about him. He has some issues."

"Yes he did have a rough childhood." She responded. "But I still believe he is a good person. I'm honored that he wishes to consider me as a friend, and I intend to pursue that friendship. I like him."

Batman snorted quietly. She certainly couldn't be deterred easily he thought to himself. He was actually happy that she wanted to have Bruce as a friend. Despite Clark's worries, Batman had no intention of hurting Diana in any way. He would certainly have to check Wayne's schedule and call Diana to set up their next meeting. He could learn so much about her while at the same time preparing her for the real world around her. It was a win-win situation according to him, and he wanted to see it through. In the end the team would be stronger when Diana was aware of how man's world functioned, and he'd have that much more information about the powerful Amazon. It was an opportunity that he simply couldn't and wouldn't pass up.