WHO: Diana Prince and Bruce Wayne
WHAT: Fixing a communicator and getting reacquainted
WHERE: Wayne Manor
WHEN: Early evening
RATING/STATUS: PG, in progress




Although it wasn't right where she recalled it, to Diana the stately Wayne Manor looked exactly the same. Did Los Angeles alter things, as well, carving them to fit into what it needed? Peter and Sarah had called it a name...the Powers That Be. Diana knew the phrase, but had never heard it used to describe a real entity. Whatever this thing or things needed, apparently that included the manor along with Bruce Wayne.

Eight months. With a little research, she figured out that this Bruce had arrived shortly after she'd disappeared. Silently, she prayed that it wasn't in response to her own departure, in case that meant her rearrival would have the opposite effect. No, perhaps it was just that these Powers needed both of their expertise. And at eight months, he was the Batman who had been here the longest. What were the others? Close but not right for what Los Angeles needed?

She had no car, so she'd flown there, silently, landing far enough away that she could smooth her hair and the simple pantsuit she wore. Going to the front door meant civilian clothes; showing up as Wonder Woman would only draw attention to playboy Bruce Wayne. In multiple ways.

Walking up to the enormous front door, she used the knocker to announce herself, idly wondering if Alfred was the same here. Surely, one couldn't have Wayne Manor without Alfred...