there's a fire in her eyes

Diana was called back to Themyscira suddenly one day and despite making him aware, she was still worried about having been gone so long. Things were finally settled down and she made her way back. The first thing she thought to do was surprise him. Diana knocked a couple times and waited until the door open, smiling up at him. "Did you miss me?"

It wasn't like Diana to drink. Plus, she didn't get drunk easily or quickly. Maybe it was the fact that perhaps at a bar, people wouldn't be bombing her with questions. People were usually only here for one thing and that was something she used to her advantage. She had been a little stressed but she didn't really show that around Clint. He had enough guilt and she didn't want to add to it because she had made her choice and despite it costing her the peace that she had come here to search, she didn't regret saving the people she did. She glanced to the side when she felt someone take a seat next to her, afraid it was another reporter but surprised to see her instead. "Hey-- long time no see." She tried to compose herself again.

Diana could've escaped from the prison if she really wanted to. Being as Valentina was the one that arrested her, her powers weren't bound. She just knew that it was better to not fight it. If she fought, she could be seen as guilty despite the fact that she didn't do anything wrong. She knew it was a matter of time before she was released and she was. Diana finally rushed out after getting all her belongings back, knowing that he'd be waiting there for her. She knew he probably had been drowning in his self guilt and she needed to be there now. "You really should look happier to see me."

“Yeesh, I’d hate to be the guy you’re pissed at,” Clint said, biting back a smirk. Then he actually stopped smirking, brow furrowed together. “Wait – you aren’t pissed with me, right? Pretty sure I didn’t do anything, but I did bring a chocolate bar just in case.” He held it up. It was open and missing a section. “I got hungry,” he explained, smiling softly again. “I came to see how you were doing. A lot…. a lot happened, like, all at once, and I sorta lost my mind when Loki got hit and I… I missed you. Got to worrying about ya,” he said softly. “Secret’s kinda out, huh?”

   Diana perked up when she heard his voice as she turned around and set down what she had in her hands. She had decided to give him some time and seeing how he and Kate had left together that day. She was more concerned with his mental health than anything else and seeing him now was a relief. She chuckled and shook her head, “For what? You didn’t do anything, silly.” She assured him as she made her way towards him now and laughed, “That’s okay. I don’t mind sharing.” She nodded, “I know.. I know. I just wanted to give you some time and space before going to see you. I heard he’s doing better now, right?” She asked with a smile. Diana let out a soft sigh before she looked down and nodded. “Yes it is but I don’t regret it. I just hope.. it doesn’t bite us in the ass later.” She said while looking up at him again. 

Clint saw her hand come out, and met it halfway, touching her arm while she touched his. “There’s your tiara again, princess,” he pointed out, squeezing her arm gently. A real smile flitted across his face, quickly chased off by his look of concentration. He kept glancing in every direction, taking it all in, little snapshots flitting in and out of his mind. Thor moving across the back of the room. Some people outside, behind the safety glass. Banging on it, to get in? Didn’t make sense. He looked where Diana had come from, saw Johnny tucked in a safe spot, inhaled sharply. “Dammit,” he hissed. “Futz. That’s not –” He didn’t have time to finish. There was a group approaching and he was mentally counting how many plates he had at his disposal. Which turned out to be unnecessary. Diana leapt into action. Clint stepped back, closer to Johnny, flanking the other side. But that put him in the line of fire for a minute, he heard the gunshot – nearly blew out his damn hearing aids – but she deflected it. “Yeesh,” he said to the guy who howled and fell to the ground, clutching his leg. “You deserve that, buddy,” he said, just before Diana turned back to him. “You just took down like four guys at once, and you’re worried I’m gonna be reckless?” He smiled at her, crooked grin, and then put a hand to the back of her head. Pulled her forward. Abandoned his constant vigil of the scene to close his eyes and kiss her. “I’ll be fine,” he promised as he pulled back. “We can’t get to an exit from here, they’ve got them blocked off. But we can hold this spot until the tide changes. And it will,” he said, half-optimistic and half-desperately manifesting it. “We got this. Together, right? Also, duck,” he added, tossing his last plate at a charging agent right behind her. “Okay, so it’s not as cool as your lasso, but listen. I’ve got a bow hidden around here somewhere, just gotta remember where.”

  Diana couldn’t help but smile at the memory of their first meeting and how she had forgotten to put away her tiara. It seemed like so long ago despite it not being. The fear crept up again because Diana didn’t know what she would do if she lost Clint but she knew that he wasn’t going to stand down and she couldn’t really ever ask that of him. Nor would she. Diana put her hands up momentarily. It wasn’t like her to just sit back and not leap into action. Especially when people she cared about were in the line of fire. If she had taken down the men before they hurt Johnny then she could’ve prevented him now being injured but that was a way of thinking she couldn’t allow herself to fall into. Diana leaned into the kiss now as she held him there for a moment to just allow herself to get lost for that brief second despite the chaos that surrounded them now. She stared into his eyes when he pulled back and nodded, “I know.” That was all she could say in that moment because they both had to believe it was going to be okay. They had to. She quickly reacted to him telling her to duck and heard the breaking of the plate as she glanced over her shoulder and then back at him, “You don’t have your bow with you?” She asked now concerned again. “Do you need me to clear you a path?” 

The woman polishing the statue seemed rather annoyed and Jeremiah cocked his head. “Bad day?” He asked before continuing to speak in a drawl, “It’s a beautiful piece of art, isn’t it? I’ve always loved statues. It’s been such a long time since I’ve been to a museum.” He thought he’d tour the city for a while and see how it changed since the last time he’d been there. Before he did to it what he’d planned to do to Gotham, that was. Before he took this great, historical city and tore it down only to rebuild it in his own image. Who knew? Maybe he’d come to like it, the longer he toured it. Maybe he’d leave New York mostly the way it was and instead carve himself only a slice of it. He hadn’t decided yet. “It’s Greek, isn’t it?” 

   Diana felt a shiver run up her spine as she heard the voice. She wasn’t sure why it was somewhat familiar and yet... not. She stopped polishing it as she finally turned to look at who was speaking. Diana had been around Bruce long enough to pick up some familiar names and although some of the people he dealt with, she never really met, that didn’t mean she didn’t pay attention when he spoke of them. She just couldn’t quite place a name but she knew he wasn’t from here. He couldn’t be. She decided to go along with whatever intent he had for now. “Yes. It’s meant to be Aphrodite.” She replied as she set down her things on the cart she had with her while keeping her eyes focused on him.

Well the secret was out but there was no way she was going to just sit back while they were being attacked and if that meant people knew she was Wonder Woman then so be it. Diana could feel someone staring at her as she finished polishing one of the statues at her museum and sighed. She had been getting a lot of encounters and questions from people. Not to mention the fact that they were questioning anyone involved now which she knew would bring up that fact again. “Can I help you?” She said with a bit of a stern tone that wasn’t the usual for her. She hadn’t turned to look at them just yet.

Despite feeling mostly better, Johnny had still taken the next few days off. He really didn’t intend to go back to work at all the next week or so. He walked over to open the door when he heard the soft knock and smiled when he saw her, having expected her to reach out in some way once everything settled. “Hi,” Johnny said “No. You’re fine. I’m doing okay.” He stepped back so she could come inside. “Still tired as hell, but I’m good. I’m glad I got stuck with you through all that,” he teased, with a smirk. “You?”

  Diana let out a sigh of relief when she saw him at the door. She wasn’t sure of his condition but he looked better than before which was a blessing. That relief could almost instantly been seen on her face. She had been really worried about him and was glad that he was on his feet. She stepped inside now as she turned around to face him, “Tired is better than something else.” She said nodding. She put her arms out as she looked down at herself and chuckled, “Good as new. I, uh-- I heal pretty fast.” She admitted, “You’re taking a few days off work, right?”

  Diana had given him a few days. She wanted to ask Clint but she also knew he was going through some things himself and so she just managed to find a way to be able to visit him. She hesitated a moment before taking in a deep breath and knocking on his door. She hoped he wouldn’t find her weird for finding a way to be able to visit and check on him. She looked up when the door open and smiled softly, “Hey.. sorry, just wanted to check on how you’re doing.” 

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“Hey there,” Clint panted, dropping down behind the wall beside her. “I just wanted to say – despite the circumstances, you look really beautiful.” A Hydra blast went whizzing overhead, and someone in the corner was saying something very colorful in German. Shouts, screams, the sound of breaking glass came from every direction. “You’re okay?” he asked, giving her a quick glance over. “Honestly, the fact that this is the first time one of our dates has been futzed up by a bad guy is impressive. I expected something like this way sooner. One sec.” He reached past her, towards a stack of plates and hefted them into his arms. Took one and smashed it against the floor to give it an edge, then peered over the wall and whipped it at an agent across the room. He was headed towards Steve in that moment, when the plate ripped across his arm, leaving a jagged red line behind. Enough to slow him down and make him stumble, which gave Steve an extra half-second to react, to prepare and hit the agent before he could recover. That was what Clint did in these situations. “I see better from a distance,” he explained, ducking back down. “Again. You look gorgeous, and it’s a real bummer we’ve been interrupted.”

  She had managed to stop them from taking Johnny but now her focus was on helping them fight them off while making sure she stayed in front of him until they were able to get medical help. Diana had put him back enough distance to be able to safe guard him when she jumped upon hearing Clint’s voice as she had been looking for him and a sigh of relief followed. A soft smile as she instantly reached for him to make sure that she wasn’t imagining anything and that he was really here in front of her. She needed that physical contact at least briefly. Diana nodded, “I am but someone else is injured and I wasn’t fast enough. I’m just glad you’re okay.” She had her tiara now as she held her lasso in one hand. She had a few bruises and cuts but nothing that wouldn’t heal soon enough. Diana watched as he threw the plates with precision to help Steve who seemed to have his hands rather full and while she wanted to jump into action, she was still safe guarding someone. Diana quickly saw another coming towards them now that they caught sight of Clint as she waited for him to get closer to stand up in front of Clint, using her lasso to wrap around their body before she used their momentum to send them flying against someone else, knocking them down in the process. Diana was quick to put her wrist up when a bullet was sent their way as it ricochetted from her bracelet and hit him in the leg. Her attention turned back to Clint and worry set in, “Just please be careful-- don’t be reckless.” She said as she reached forward and cupped his cheek. 

“Eh, yeah. In their defense, I guess any dog is terrible in the puppy phase. She’s actually been pretty good, though. Especially considering we’re not home a lot sometimes. So, I’m not sure if that’s just a puppy honeymoon period and she’s going to be a raging nightmare soon,” he smirked, half-jokingly. “But yeah, she loves him. He’s obsessed with her.” Listening to her talk about her relationship, Johnny snorted and shook his head, playfully. “No. It’s not. But also, I’m dating my best friend, and he moved in with me after our first date, so I literally can’t pass judgment on anyone.”

“I think that if she’s good in her puppy phase, she’ll be a good dog growing older. Let’s hope anyways.” Diana was about to ask more about his boyfriend when she began to see people moving away from others behind him. It was so sudden that she didn’t react as fast as she would have liked. Diana then went to reach out to Johnny to pull him forward towards her and away from the chaos but again, not fast enough. There was now screaming around them and she was more than aware there was an attack here. An ambush and then the horror set in when she noticed that they were coming after him. Quickly, she pushed herself out of the shock and went to punch a guy hard enough to knock him back and send him flying but there were many surrounding them now. Diana always carried a bracelet on her that she had made smaller to look like normal jewelry and her lasso with her as she pulled it out of her purse and wrapped it around one of the other’s feet to pull him down and away from Johnny. She barely met him yes but she’d be damn if she was going to let these people, whoever they were take him away or hurt him more.

“She doesn’t cry like a husky, thank God. My boyfriend’s range of patience for anything is in the negatives; I’d have two things crying,” he smirked. At that, Johnny did a quick glance around to see if he could figure out where Pietro had actually gone, but when he didn’t, he pulled his phone out and texted him instead. “So, how did you meet Barton again?” Johnny questioned, putting it back in his suit pocket. He gave her a teasing look. “Because I gotta be honest, I’m not entirely convinced he’s not blackmailing you or something.”

  Diana chuckled, “Well that’s good then! I’ve seen a lot of videos where they do cry a lot which was what always made me second guess it. I mean it’s cute but it may be a little frustrating I’m assuming from time to time. Does she like your boyfriend too?” She then shook her head as she pushed a strand of hair behind her ear, “No, no blackmailing here.” She paused because it was honestly a strange thought now to not have Clint in her life.  “We met when he was out walking Lucky one night and honestly we continued to end up bumping into one another and now here we are. It’s strange because it all just felt so natural and now I can’t imagine my life without him around. Is that too cheesy?”