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Hal Jordan, Green Lantern of Earth was thrown back into a wall of Justice League heroes. Strong feminine arms wrapped around his shoulders to keep him up.
“I thought you got this,” Diana Prince, aka Wonder Woman teased as she threw the Green Lantern aside and used her gauntlets to block an aggressively thrown red fist construct from Red Lantern Atrocitus’ ring.
Superman managed to fly behind Atrocitus and grappled with him but was distracted by Atrocitus’ pet and closest ally, Dex-Starr. The cat used his red ring to shoot a tooth construct at Superman’s eye. It didn’t damage Superman, but as he braced his face he let Atrocitus go and the Red Lantern shook Superman off.
Hal Jordan whispered to his ring, “Tit for tat. Charging ring.”
He pointed it towards Atrocitus who was busy trying to land more hits on Superman. He grinned at the woman beside him, “Don’t worry, you’ll be back in time for that sweet sweet sweet vacation.”
Diana watched as Hal Jordan created a Gatling gun construct and before he could shoot, Diana shouted to Superman, “Kal-El, move out of the way!”
Superman knew what to do. He used his strength to wrestle out of Atrocitus’ way and Hal let his green Gatling gun do the trick.
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After Atrocitus, Dex-Starr, and the rest of the Red Lanterns retreated, Hal gave his thanks to the Justice League and its members went back to the Hall.
Finally, Diana thought as she sat down at her station in the hall. Diana of Themyscira, aka Prince, had been antsy the last few times she was on call. She had planned a long needed vacation.
For Justice League team members, the concept of a true “vacation” was paper thin. Even if they took a break from duties, as superheroes they still had obligations. At least for the most part. Some found downtime, others didn’t.
Diana found that she was one of the few who just couldn’t find any time to escape. However, Superman, noticing that she hadn’t had much time to herself since, well, always, practically demanded she take some time off.
In his mind, it was necessary. Especially now. Diana’s...significant other---or whatever they were to each other--- Steve Trevor would be returning today from a three-month mission for the government. Top secret. He couldn’t even tell Diana what he did unless she used her lasso.
She never did. For the rest of the League, it was understood that she would not pry into his work business, even if Steve had vital insight on how the government viewed metahumans and the Justice League specifically.
She made that clear. It was an unvoiced understanding that the crux of her and Steve’s relationship relied on trust. The moment she used her lasso on him to reveal secrets he wasn’t allowed to reveal was the moment she would tell him unintentionally that she did not trust his capacity to make the right decisions.
And Diana did trust Steve to make the best decisions he could. But there were times she worried if that was enough. Having a strong moral fiber, like Steve, while being a government patsy didn’t exactly go hand in hand.
That said, even she was a little hurt that he couldn’t let slip a few details here and there. She felt that there could be a problem that could arise with this refusal to talk to each other about certain things.
But that’s what this vacation was for. To get to know one another better outside the confines of work and duty.
She glanced up from her closing down her station for the week of respite as Clark Kent, the Superman, appeared in front of her desk.
“You all set to go for some R n’ R?” he asked with a friendly smile.
“I am. Just got to change and get a few things before I head off. I’m meeting Steve at the airport in Milan. He’s coming directly from...wherever he’s been. From there we’re going to Rome.”
Clark had this wistful look on his face, almost akin to slight jealousy. “Lois has always wanted to see Rome. So do I.”
“Well...you can fly there.”
“Yeah, but it’s not the same, as you well know. When I travel, it’s rarely for pleasure.”
Diana smirked and flung over her duffle bag of a change of clothes over her shoulder, “Well, since you did this boon for me, I would be more than happy to let you take a week off with your lovely wife for a vacation in return.”
Clark laughed, “I may hold you to that.”
Diana had planned this trip about a month ago, knowing that she wanted to go with Steve. They hadn’t seen each other in three months and that frustrated her. She was thankful that Steve agreed and gave her a timetable of when his mission would be finished.
He didn’t seem to much care where they went, so long as it was a vacation. Diana’s trip, however, was extensive as they would be traveling to several places in Europe. In her brief correspondence over letters with Steve, she asked him what places he would like to go.
He himself expressed that he wouldn’t mind spending a week in his childhood home on the coast of northern Maine (or as Steve fondly called it South Canada), relaxing, fishing, camping, enjoying the ocean and the cool beach, exploring maritime museums, or hiking in the dense woods that surrounded his hometown.
Though Diana did find that appealing in some regard, she was looking for a bit more adventure, a bit more...culture.
So she gave him suggestions on where she wanted to go. She already had an idea of what she wanted to do, the trick was convincing Steve to go along with it.
They worked out some compromises. Diana was adamant about going to Italy and France, and Steve suggested Ireland. They both agreed that before Ireland, they’d stop in London, as Diana wanted to see an exhibit in the National Gallery. Steve asked her if they could spend a day or two in the English countryside if they were to stop in England after their time in France.
It was...a compromise, one that she felt that she was more enthusiastic about than him. Either way, if he didn’t fuss, she would at least enjoy being in his company after so long apart.
If he didn’t fuss.