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Who: Kirk and Diana
What: Diana mistakes Kirk for Steve Trevor.
When: During the mistletoe plot
Where: A bar then the Enterprise
Warnings: Brief mentions of dream character death, mistletoe shenanigans



Diana still wasn’t over Steve’s death, but at least she now knew that she hadn’t given in to Ares. She’d come back to her senses and killed her brother, putting an end to the war. But it didn’t feel like a complete victory. Steve had sacrificed himself to save the day, and Diana had wished that they’d been able to have a proper goodbye without her being mostly deaf from an explosion.

Still feeling a little down after work, Diana decided to stop and grab a drink before heading home. However, she hadn’t even gotten inside the bar when she thought she saw a very familiar face. Blinking and doing a double-take, Diana’s gaze fixed on a blonde man roughly the same height she was.

“Steve?” She asked, stopping in her tracks. She had a long black coat on to keep out the cold and the snow. Her hair was loose and styled in perfect waves.

Kirk had been chatting with a very lovely lady and her very handsome friend when someone called out. He glanced over at her and… well it wasn’t possible to fall in love at first sight, but she was gorgeous. He flashed her a grin. “I could be?”

Diana wasn’t exactly certain how to feel about this. Her heart seemed to be simultaneously breaking and filling. The emotions undoubtedly played out on her face, she never was able to hide them. She walked closer to him, studying him. It looked like Steve, but there was something...different. But wasn’t that to be expected being born in this world? “Steve Trevor?” She asked. They were the only words she could get out right now as she tried to see if this really was him or someone who merely looked like him.

Kirk didn’t actually know a Steve, and he held himself differently. Confidently like Steve, but with the air of a man who commanded more than just a few soldiers. Even if he could be a bit of a playboy, it was hard to not feel empathy for the expressions running rampant on Diana’s face. His own expression sobered. “I’m sorry, I don’t know him.”

“Oh, I am sorry. You look a lot like someone I knew.” Technically someone from her dreams, and more than just simply knowing them. But Diana wasn’t going to blurt that part out. The wound was still fresh.

“I get that sometimes.” He gave her an easygoing smile, one unintentionally and uncannily like Steve. “He must be a handsome devil.”

Kirk held out his hand. “Cap--Jim Kirk.”

That smile kind of killed her because it was a lot like Steve’s smile. She wanted to cry and hug him, but she refrained from doing both because this wasn’t Steve. “He was, yes.”

Taking Jim’s hand, she shook it. “Diana Prince.”

“I’m sorry,” Jim replied, shaking her hand warmly. It was the appropriate thing to say, and he genuinely meant it. “It’s nice to meet you, Diana.”

She gave him a sad little nod. It hurt to think of Steve being gone like this. But as it was, she couldn’t do anything about it. “It’s nice to meet you as well, Jim. I hope that my mistaking you for someone else didn’t offend you.”

“I’m not offended.” He was more concerned about Diana’s feelings. He couldn’t imagine what it would feel like if he saw someone that looked like Edith. Everyone had that one person that was taken away from them. The one person they could never get back no matter how badly they wanted it.

“I am relieved to hear that.” Sometimes people could get huffy if they were mistaken for someone else. At least Jim wasn’t one of those kinds of people. “I did not mean to interrupt you. I should not keep you from anything any longer.” Diana had intended to take her leave, but unbeknownst to her, a sneaky little mistletoe appeared above them and she was overcome with the urge to kiss Jim.

She wasn’t the type to kiss a complete stranger, let alone kiss anyone other than her girlfriend, but she felt compelled to kiss Jim. So without much hesitation, she stepped closer to him and leaned in to kiss him.

“I don’t have anything planned,” Jim started to say, before he felt the strangest compulsion to kiss her. It wasn’t super strange, she was stunningly hot (and as tall as he was which was hotter), but still. So he kissed her back with increasing enthusiasm.

There was a shared enthusiasm on her end. At least until the mistletoe felt that was enough, and Diana snapped out of it. She broke the kiss and stared wide eyed at him. “I, uh, sorry. I have a girlfriend.” She kind of blurted that out, her accent suddenly a bit thicker in her sudden shock and an internal panic of what Kitty would say about this.

Also the Steve emotions were suddenly running way too high.

“She’s welcome,” Jim replied, dazed, then snapped out of it. “That is, if she wants. What just happened?”

He rubbed the back of his head, glancing around and catching something floating out the door. “Oh. It’s all right.”

Jime reached over and squeezed her shoulder. “It wasn’t your fault.”

Diana chose to ignore his first response because she didn’t really know where to go with it. It was never something she’d ever considered doing, and she’d rather not think about that. “I do not know what came over me.” Diana had hoped that it wasn’t her Steve emotions talking because that would just be terrible to have put on Jim. He may look like Steve, but he definitely wasn’t Steve.

“There’s something about this place that does that to people.” It took away their choices in their own lives. He didn’t mind the kiss, that it wasn’t freely given bothered him more. “But we can say that you were unable to resist my charms.”

“I am coming to understand that as being true.” The whole compulsion to kiss Jim also bothered Diana. She didn’t like her ability to choose taken away from her. At his comment about his charms, she did manage to crack a smile. “You do have quite some charms.” She had to bite her tongue to keep from asking him if he was average for his gender. Sometimes her dream self bled over in ways she didn’t want.

“Your girlfriend would probably kill me if I turned them way up.” He gestured towards the bar. “Let me buy you a drink at least. Though usually that happens the other way around…”

“Probably. I do not think you wish to invoke her wrath.” Diana tucked some hair behind an ear. “Thank you. I appreciate that.” Considering a drink had been why she’d come here in the first place, it would be best to get that drink and try not to make things awkward with Jim. She moved to the bar and ordered a drink for herself.

He nodded, joining her and ordering a second drink of his own. “Well, that wrath probably means she loves you. Or at least cares deeply. Hopefully she loves you. You seem like someone with a lot of love to give. Only fair you get it in return.”

“I do not know the depth of her feelings for me, but I know that she does care deeply for me.” Though perhaps Kitty did love her, Diana did notice how her girlfriend acted around her. And she couldn’t help but to smile at Jim’s words. “Thank you. I do my best to bring warmth and happiness to others if I am able. I enjoy making others smile.”

“Bet it doesn’t even require a kiss.” It was a joke at both of their expense and an attempt to lighten the situation. Hell, if they could be friends after he’d be all for that. For all his reputation, Jim tended to have a lot of platonic female friends and was content with it.

“Not all the time, no,” she responded with a little laugh at the joke. Diana was always open to having more friends. She could make them easily, even if sometimes she could be a little awkward. Most of the time it was mostly just things lost in translation, but sometimes she just didn’t get people. “You seem as though you get your fair share of getting love. You are very kind, and kindness does go a long ways.”

“Well, it doesn’t always work out the way I’d like.” Some broken hearts in his wake, but it always seemed like the ones that fell in love with him weren’t the ones he fell in love with. And vice versa. Jim could be a hopeless romantic sometimes. “But I try.”

“Trying is the important part. People never get anywhere if they do not try.” Diana was one who believed in trying in every aspect of life. Sometimes it was difficult, and there were even times when Diana wanted to give up, but she always found some way to keep pushing through. And she did her best to always encourage and support others.

“That’s my philosophy,” Kirk agreed. “Try, and try again, even if you fail you’ll know you at least tried. And I know what it’s like when you give up.” It hadn’t been a pleasant time of his life, and his dream self had helped dig him out of the ditch.

“I gave up once. Then I learned the truth about myself, and I tried to remember what I had come there to do.” But even that hadn’t been clear. Diana had still been teetering on fulfilling her duty to kill Ares even while she’d initially been fighting him.

“I understand.” Jim nodded. “It takes a lot of strength to keep going when everything is telling you to just stop and give up.”

“Indeed it does. We do not know how strong we really are until we face situations like that.” Diana sipped her drink. Part of her just wanted to talk to Jim like he was Steve, tell him what she’d done after he’d died. But that wasn’t fair to Jim, so she kept it silent.

Jim regarded her for a long moment, from behind his drink. “Do you want to know where I go when I need to remind myself what makes it all worth it?”

“Yes, I would.” Diana was genuinely curious. She had a couple places she could go to remind herself what made it all worth it in this life, but it never hurt to hear what others had to say on the matter. It could potentially give her another place to go when she needed it.

Jim pulled something out of his pocket that looked a lot like an older flip phone. “Kirk to Enterprise, two to beam up, spot to spot, observation deck.”

A chiming sound filled the air, and then the world became nothing but color and sound, only for it to return to normal a moment later. They stood on a carpeted deck next to large windows.

The Earth rotated slowly below, the Mediterranean just starting to come into view.

Diana tilted her head as she saw what Jim spoke into. Then she glanced around when the chiming started. When the world came back into focus, she blinked and looked around. This was not what she’d expected, but she quickly spotted the Earth below them. She moved closer to the window, transfixed by the view.

“It is so beautiful,” she said. “It is one thing to see pictures in books or on television and in the movies, but none of them beat seeing it with your own two eyes.” There was an intense wonder and awe in her voice. A smile crossed her face as she spotted the Mediterranean coming into view.

“Nothing beats this view,” Jim said. It didn’t matter how many stars he’d seen, how many nebula or alien vistas. Coming back to Earth was always something special, to look down on that pale blue orb that was the birthplace of humanity and the Federation as a whole. “And I’ve seen a lot of views.”

“I thought I had seen beauty in the places I’ve traveled to or dreamt of. But this...this is far more spectacular.” Diana was in awe of the sight. She finally tore her gaze away from the Earth to look at Jim for a moment before her gaze returned to the planet below. “So I take it that you have traveled to many other planets?”

“Many, more than you could count. I remember most of them. Planets and moons, nebula and stars. I was born to stand on board this ship. Just wish I had my crew. The Enterprise is lonely without them.”

Diana nodded a bit, looking back at Jim. “I understand. It does not feel right when not everyone is there.” It felt strange to her to be the only one from her dreams here. Even stranger to have met Jim who looked exactly like Steve. “Would you be willing to give me a tour of your ship?”

He smiled at her, the expression also very much like Steve’s. “I’d be delighted to give you the full tour.” He offered her his hand. “If you’d just come with me.”

That expression tugged at Diana’s heart strings. She had a feeling that it always would. Diana returned the smile, taking his offered hand. “Lead the way,” she said with some excitement to see the wonder that was his spaceship.