Mostly from Diana’s P.O.V.

Year 2048

It’s been almost seven years since I returned to man’s world and more than five since I became Mrs. Diana Wayne. Bruce said it was up to me, whether I wanted to add Wayne after marriage. I had told him that I was a member of the Wayne family now and wanted to honor them just I had honored my mother by becoming Wonder Woman.

It’s nearly 5 AM and I can hear Bruce walking up the stairs. He seems to have returned early. Now that he in invulnerable I can rest easy knowing that he won’t come home injured and bleeding.

“You’re still awake?”
“I was waiting for you.”

He slides in bed and I snuggle upto him.
“Bruce”
“Hmmm….”
“Terri and Kara looked happy.”
“Yes. But wait until they have to stay up all night on milk and diaper patrol.”
“But they are happy.”
“Yes, they are.”
“Bruce…”
“Yes Diana”
“I want us to be happy like that.”

He draws back, “Diana…are you sure?”
“Yes Bruce, I want us to have a baby.”

“Well, let’s start working towards making us happy” he whispers pulling me closer and up on him.


Year 2080

Thomas is looking so handsome and Clara just as beautiful. They make a great couple, almost as nice as us, Bruce says.

He is still giving Clark a hard time. He is joking that this marriage finally secures the bat-clan as the first family of crime fighting.

Lois is getting old now and tires easily. But she is as feisty as ever and just as Bruce was troubling Clark, she was troubling him. He said to him, if things had gone differently she would be have become Lois Wayne and I would have been Diana Kent. Bruce simply told that if that had been the case he would have made a time machine himself and gone into the past to kick his own butt for letting me go.

Back to the bride and groom. Clara is older than Thomas. But being half kryptonian she should live far longer than the average human. Thomas is not immortal like Bruce or me, but still ages slower than other humans. Maybe some aftereffect of the magic in both of us.

I remember the day when Thomas used to get confused by the twin sisters Clara and Lara. They used to tease him. As they grew older the three became friends. When Lara died Clara had been a train wreck. Thomas had been there for her and helped her to get back on her feet. Somewhere along the line they grew closer. It was like Terri and Kara all over again and I recalled something Kara had said.
She had said “There is something about the tall, dark and silent types. It just pulls you in.”

As for me, I am still being pulled in by my Dark Knight.


Year 2293

Two Hundred and Fifty years. That’s how long Bruce and I have been married. We look exactly the same as we did the day Alfred walked me down the aisle. Alfred, good old Alfred, he is as immortal as us. His body had changed over the years but the conscious has been the same. The worst was when Darkseid attacked the earth. His attack had destroyed half of Gotham including the manor.

‘All’ the league reserves had been activated for the first and only time to battle the New God. He had been captured and imprisoned on his own planet in his own prison. But the league suffered great losses, including Thomas and Clara. I had been angry and hurt. It was Bruce who finally calmed me. Atleast they went together he said. We should take consolation in that. I could see the pain in his eyes. But he had remained strong for me. If was only a year later that he had broken down and it had been my turn to console him.

Everything changes with time. That is something we are sure of. Being immortal doesn’t mean that time doesn’t affect you. You lose old friends and family members, but at the same time gain new ones. This is a lesson we have learned with both great joy and deep sorrow.

There is another thing both Bruce and me are sure of. That is, no matter what happens, we will always have each other.

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