AN: Thanks ImFanci for beta, the title, help with the summary and the numbers for the Powerball. No. You are keeping that for yourself? Rats!

Only You

Part One

There was no end to the fighting. The monster Doomsday was unstoppable. He steamrolled over the military, civilians and Justice League, leaving countless dead and injured in his wake. Flash's legs were broken. Batman was in an intensive care unit at the Justice League's Watchtower, lucky to still be alive with his broken body. Nightwing and Robin feared their mentor may not walk again.

They would've had extra help with the Martian Manhunter and Green Lantern but they were off world when Wonder Woman sent in the call for help. She feared they wouldn't make it back in time.

Wonder Woman, Diana, propped herself against the damaged Daily Planet building in Metropolis. She was bruised and bleeding from injuries she suffered at Doomsday's hands. She watched her husband, Superman, Kal, as she always called him, battle Doomsday. He wasn't doing much better than her. Her husband's red cape was torn in several places, pieces of his blue uniform ripped and where the uniform ripped, he bled.

Superman was exhausted, over exerting himself but seeing he was the only one who could really stand up to Doomsday, he continued on.

It didn't help Doomsday was fighting dirty. The beast had a crude piece of kryptonite in the form of a dagger on him. Batman used kryptonite earlier in Gotham, hoping it would stop the beast but it didn't and Batman was suffering greatly for his miscalculation.

Kal had a weapon as well. Before it was broken in half by Doomsday, he used Hephaestus's sword when Diana fell from battle. Kal was able to cut Doomsday; sliced some of his bony protrusions off his arm.

Diana looked on at Kal fighting Doomsday, wanting to help but in her condition knew she'd only get in the way. Four of her ribs were broken as was her right leg and left wrist. She had to relocate her left shoulder when Doomsday dislocated it. Cuts and bruises scarred her beautiful body.

With each blow Doomsday delivered to Kal, the city shook. With each blow Kal delivered to Doomsday, there was a quake just as powerful but Diana could hear the chink in Kal's armor weakening.

Watching Kal's shredded cape fall off his shoulders to the broken streets was symbolic. Almost prophetic. A heavy sense of dread filled Diana's heart as a grim possibility became reality for her. There will be no miracles this day. No last minute rescue. No sliver of hope. She knew this was it. This was the day her husband would die.

Even as he delivered blow after blow on Doomsday, Kal was growing weaker faster than the beast. Part of it had to do with the kryptonite Doomsday had in his possession and the other had to do with Kal's exhaustion from battle. Kal wanted to rest, needed to rest to recoup himself but he couldn't. He was the last line of defense and help and was too long and too far away. So many had died at Doomsday's hands. Kal vowed no one else would die as he would break his own rules and kill the monster himself.

Blood ran from his eyes, the scars on his face, the open wounds on his chest, arms and legs. Kal breathed heavily, wincing at the pain in his lungs due to a blow by Doomsday. He didn't have much left in him and the good thing was neither did Doomsday.

Kal and Doomsday faced off once more. They knew this was it. One or both would die with this final attack. Colliding one more time, Kal balled his fists together and with all the strength behind him smacked Doomsday so hard across his face that his neck snapped. Kal could hear the bones crack in Doomsday neck, could see his neck turning in a complete circle before falling limp with the rest of his body. At the same time Doomsday was hit with a fatal blow, he was able to deliver one to Kal as well.

The kryptonite he had finally stabbed Kal directly in his heart.

As Doomsday's lifeless body fell to the ground, Kal could feel the pain in his chest. He looked down to see the kryptonite jammed deep, straight through his heart. Blood spilled from his chest and mouth as he staggered.

The wound was bad. Mortal. He just knew it. He could feel the weakness enveloping him and his life force draining out of him. His impending death did not matter to him for he had put an end to the danger to his city. To the people. To Diana.

"Kal!" Diana ran to him, wobbling, not caring of the pain in her broken body.

Diana caught Kal in her arms and gently helped him to the ground. "Kal." Diana held him close, hearing the faint beating of his heart growing weaker, feeling his blood soak her uniform. She knew he was dying and there was nothing she could to do stop it. She couldn't pull the kryptonite out for it was lodged so deep that if she did, the bleeding would be too fast for her to stop. Even if she tried to take him home to Themyscira to heal under the purple ray, he would die on the way. He defeated Doomsday, but at the cost of his life and with his remaining strength would die in his wife's arms.

Kal raised a bloodstained hand to touch Diana's face. He opened his mouth to speak but his hand dropped to the ground and his eyes closed as he drew his final breath.

"KAL!" Diana sobbed heavily holding her beloved husband in her arms.

Diana opened her eyes. She released the pillow in her arms that she often slept with. In the days after Kal's death, it helped Diana sleep for it carried his scent. Now it gave her something of his to hold to help through the most difficult of nights.

Diana released the pillow and remained on the cotton bed sheets. She wanted satin sheets. He wanted cotton and she relented. Sometimes she would change the sheets to satin, creating a playful fight between the two. Now Diana couldn't imagine getting rid of the cotton sheets.

An hour passed before Diana forced herself out of bed. After her meditation, Diana did her morning exercises in the simulator room. She always sparred with a visual of Kal. Sometimes she would have conversations with him. After her exercises, Diana took her bath, soaking her body in the steamy waters, lost in her own contemplative thoughts.

Diana was used to baths. That was all she took on Themyscira. Very rarely did she take showers and she carried that routine with her when she married Kal. Kal was more of a shower person having grown up on a farm in Smallville, Kansas. However, he grew to like baths a lot once married to Diana.

Diana shook away the last memory of her bath with Kal and rose out of the circular tub. Once out, the tub drained itself and began self-cleaning.

Diana dressed herself in a black, flowing dress with only a gold belt and gold choker that hooked up the top part of her dress. She attached her black bracelets engraved with her husband's famous 'S' symbol to her wrists. Her gold lasso attached to her belt, was the only semblance of her famous red, white and blue uniform. Diana parted ways with her once famous uniform at Kal's death.

Less than a handful of times, Diana left her home and returned to the world as Wonder Woman and when she did, she wore a new uniform. Black pants and a black tank shirt with silver bracelets engraved of Kal's symbolic S. Not many people were enthusiastic about the change in uniform, particularly the men who preferred a more flesh revealing Wonder Woman than a covered up Wonder Woman. Not that Diana cared what they or anyone thought.

Diana entered the kitchen where Kalex was making breakfast. Taking her seat at the table, Diana smiled at the robot that resembled her late husband and kept her company in the Fortress.

"Good Morning, Princess Diana." Kalex placed breakfast before Diana. "Did you sleep well?"

"As well as can be expected."

Kalex wasn't sure how to take that. He was a robot after all and knew little of human emotions. "While you were exercising this morning, Donna Troy called to say she was coming by."

Donna was her most frequent visitor. Batman gave up coming by as he saw his case to get Diana to return to the Justice League fail one too many times. Batman faced Doomsday and was lucky to be alive. He missed being paralyzed by inches and it was a year before he was in top form again. J'onn came by not to get Diana to return to the Justice League but to see a friend. She knew he wanted her to return but he respected her decision to leave the group. Donna's visits weren't as easy to predict. Donna would come by to get Diana to return to the Justice League, return home to Themyscira instead of staying at the Fortress or just to see her.

"What time should I expect my sister?" Diana asked.

"She said she will be coming by noon."

That gave her two hours. "Escort her to the Weapons Room when she arrives."

After breakfast, Kalex took away Diana's plate and returned with food for the animals in the alien menagerie. "Will you need me to help you feed the animals, Princess Diana?"

"No, thank you, Kalex. I shall be alone until my sister arrives." She needed that time alone to mentally prepare herself for Donna's arrival.

Donna arrived at the Fortress at noon as she told Kalex. The robot that resembled her late brother-in-law escorted her to the Weapons Room where Diana was conducting a check of the weapons Kal collected over the years.

Still wearing black, Donna observed of her older sister. "Hello, Diana."

Diana turned to the voice of her sister. No smile, just a look of acknowledgement before going back to the checking the energy readings of a gun Kal kept after a battle with a Khund. "Hello, Donna. What brings you here today?"

"Do I need a reason to see my sister?"

At that, a faint smile crossed Diana's face. "No. Of course not." She locked the gun and placed it back on its holder. "But more often than not, you do."

Her sister knew her so well. "Well, I should skip the pleasantries and get straight to the reason of my visit. Diana, you can't continue to live your life like this."

Diana pulled out a spear from its glass case. She turned on the spear, watching sparks of electricity crackle from its sharp end. Pleased it was still functioning, Diana turned it off and placed it back. "And how am I living my life?"

"Stuck in a rut like a hermit," Donna said. "It's been two years since Kal's death. It's time to move on; to be a part of society again."

"You forget I grew up on an island isolated from society for years before I came to this world as Wonder Woman. What does it matter if I retreat from that world for two years or more if I like?"

"Because it isn't just this world you have retreated from. It's our home you're isolating yourself from as well. You remember it, don't you? Themyscira."

Diana was complacent, "I've been home."

"One time in the past six months. The rest of your time you've spent here, isolating yourself from this world; from everyone who loves you."

"Not everyone," Diana murmured.

Donna's gaze softened on her sister. "No, not everyone." This place. This Fortress of Solitude kept her sister close to the man she loved. "Kal wouldn't want you to live like this. We all loved him, Diana."

"Not the way I love him," Diana said.

Donna sighed. "No, but Kal wouldn't want you staying in your home like this. You need to be out with the Justice League, fighting crime, saving the world, spreading your message of peace."

"The world has been saved. Doomsday has been neutralized and any other disasters and crimes that have happened since then has been taken care of by the Justice League without me. Mara has taken over my ambassador duties and is doing a fine job."

"You may feel the Justice League and the Embassy doesn't need you but you are wrong," Donna argued. "What about Themyscira? You are the princess."

"So are you," Diana retorted. "If anything happens to me, I know you can take my place. Besides, I've come home when needed."

Donna sighed. Her sister could be so stubborn. "You've thought of everything then. You've resigned yourself to staying here?"

Diana checked another weapon. "My place is here."

"No!" Donna argued. "It's with the Justice League! You are their leader now that Kal is gone!"

"The fact the Justice League has continued in spite of my absence proves you don't need me."

"And you don't need to stay in this prison you call a Fortress! Kal called this place his Fortress of Solitude. Now that he is gone, you're gonna take his place?"

Diana turned away from Donna not answering. Looking into a glass cabinet of inventions Kal started but never finished, Diana's eyes fell on one particular device.

Donna saw her sister pull out a device from the glass cabinet she never saw before. The way Diana gingerly carried it to a table showed it had great significance to her. Parts of the device looked familiar as if they were taken from another mechanism and conjoined together.

"What is that?" Donna asked.

"Something Kal was working on before his death," Diana answered. "Kal liked to experiment. He grew up on Earth with farmer parents but he was still a scientist like his biological parents. That was why he left the Daily Planet. He couldn't deny who he was."

Donna picked up the instrument and examined it before placing it on the table again "It looks familiar. Why?"

"Parts of two powerful off world instruments created this," Diana explained. "Even though it was damaged and parts irreplaceable, Kal kept the transit device the Crime Syndicate used that allowed them to travel to different Earths. Orion gave Kal a spare boom tube to use."

Donna understood. "Kal was trying to recreate the transit device. Why?"

"Kal called it the Interdimensional Quantum Trigger. From our understanding, there are fifty-two Earths. Kal wanted to travel and study them. Kal also said if there was a crisis where we would have to evacuate the Earth, he wanted a backup planet where we could get to in short notice. He thought he could find one among the different Earths."

That made sense to Donna, especially given what happened to Kal's birth planet.

"Donna, do you wonder if there are other versions of us on these other Earths? Other versions of Kal and me?"

Donna grew suspicious of Diana's words. "I'm sure there are, but it doesn't matter. You can't interfere in their lives or their world." Donna was worried. "Are you continuing Kal's work on this to do that?"

"No. If there are other versions of myself with Kal, I would never interfere with that." Diana was angry, insulted. Why would she come between another version of herself and her love? She didn't want anyone to feel the pain she was experiencing. "I can't believe you would ask me that. I only wondered if there are other versions of myself with Kal who made it; had a family."

"Oh." Donna's eyes fell to Diana's stomach. A child would help ease the pain in Diana's heart. "You can't wonder, Diana. You can't live in the past or through other versions of yourself. You have to face the future. A future without Kal."

"What if I don't want to?" Diana said cryptically.

Donna slapped Diana across her face. "Stop it! You think you're the only woman who has lost her husband? Damn it! You're Princess Diana of the Amazons! You are Wonder Woman! You are the epitome of femininity. Your strength and wisdom inspire women, gets them through the toughest of times. All those times you comforted women who lost their husbands, their children; women who didn't have anyone but themselves to lean on. Are you gonna say those words were empty?"

"No, but he wasn't just any man who died." Diana's voice grew stronger. "He was Superman. My husband! Everyone on this planet knew who he was! They knew all the good he did! All the lives he saved and when it came to bringing justice for his death, the very people he protected turned their backs on him! They let Lex Luthor get away with murdering him! He created that monster Doomsday and they let him go! All Kal's fight in what he called the never ending battle, all Kal's noble deeds for the people of this planet and this is how they repay him! By letting his murderer go?"

It was unfair. Donna couldn't believe it either when the jury came back with a not guilty verdict. Diana was too shocked to react to the news. Flash lashed out, calling Luthor a murderer and vowing he will get his. "The courts found Lex Luthor innocent due to his paying off members of the jury no doubt but he was not a free man for long. He was killed by a zealous Superman fan."

After Lex Luthor was acquitted, he left the courtroom with his lawyers and bodyguards, smug of his victory when shots rang out and he was struck three times in the chest. The killer was a zealous Superman fan posing as a cameraman with the gun inside his camera. As soon as he got a clear shot, he fired on the business tycoon and surrendered to the cops in the courthouse.

"And that man is spending life in prison." Diana shook her head. "For killing the man who killed Superman." Diana sighed. "I just don't have it in me to deal with that world anymore."

"That world?" This was worse than Donna thought. "Diana, you're sounding like mother. She and our sisters retreated from this world. Are you going to do the same? Retreat to this Fortress?"

Diana couldn't meet her sister's eyes. "This place holds comfort and heartbreak. Kal's presence is strongest here. I…. I can't leave."

"Keeping yourself in this place won't do you any good!" Donna wanted to smack Diana again but she knew it wouldn't do any good. "How long do you plan to mourn his death? Forever? Well, I won't have it! I won't let you stay here, locking yourself in an immortal prison, clinging to someone who is no longer here!"

Donna grabbed Diana's arm and Diana yanked her sister's arm away. "What are you doing?"

"I'm taking you away from this place. You are going back to Themyscira and you are going to stay there. You need to be with mother and your sisters. Not here!" Donna reached for Diana again only to receive a punch from her older sister.

"I will return to Themyscira when I want. Not before!"

Donna wiped the blood from her lips. "At least I know you still can throw a punch. One can wonder having locked yourself up here for two years."

Diana held her arms up, setting up her stance. By the sharp look in her blue eyes, Donna could see the eyes of a warrior still lied in Diana. Every part of her body was protected and guarded. Donna knew Diana would be ready for her no matter how she attacked.

But having being up here in this Fortress for two years, did Diana still have the skills? Besides, Diana was in a dress. Not much for swift movement or good mobility.

Donna threw a fist at Diana. Diana blocked it and punched Donna in her stomach. Donna lurched forward as the blow shocked her. Her sister wasn't holding back.

Diana grabbed Donna's hair and slammed her face into Diana's knee. Diana was going to hit Donna again but Donna grabbed Diana by her waist, picking her up. Diana pounded Donna's back but Donna didn't let go and slammed Diana into a glass cabinet where the weapons were. Glass shattered and weapons scattered on the floor.

Diana caught a falling gun and pressed it at Donna's neck. Donna's hold loosened on Diana enough for Diana to break free and smack Donna across her face with a gun.

Diana saw Donna staggering back against the table where the Interdimensional Quantum Trigger laid. She wasn't fast enough to react. The table caught Donna but the jolt of her body knocked the trigger from the table. Diana saw the traveling device falling and lunged for it. It bounced once on the floor before Diana could catch it.

Donna recovered and saw Diana on the floor clutching the Interdimensional Quantum Trigger. Diana was defenseless. It would be easy enough for Donna to take Diana but she couldn't. She never saw her sister look so pathetic.

"Look at what has happened to you, Diana. In your grief, you are turning your back on your heritage, attacking me when I only want to help you. You are clutching something your dead husband worked on as if that's all you have of him. You don't, Diana. You don't. You have lost yourself. Please," Donna implored. "Please return home to Themyscira so you can be the woman you once were."

Tears fell from Diana's eyes. She looked down at the Interdimensional Quantum Trigger in her hands. Was Donna right? No. She hadn't lost herself. She was mourning her husband.

Kal.

Diana thought of her husband dying in her arms. The blood from his battered and beaten body spilling onto her. Watching him drawing his last breath in her arms, was too much for Diana. She wasn't new to seeing death. Just not her husband. She knew of death. Just never experienced it personally until her husband died.

Her husband. Her precious, loving, noble husband. Dead.

More tears fell. Diana dropped the trigger and buried her face in her hands.

Donna came around the table to see Diana sobbing softly. Donna shook her head at her sister. She was once a strong woman and now she was a shell of her former self.

Donna knelt by Diana and wrapped her arms around her. "Please come home with me. Let mother and our sisters heal you."

Diana whispered. "Give me one more day."

"Okay. I will." Donna kissed Diana's temple and left Diana alone.

Ten minutes later, Diana emerged from the Weapons Room. Searching for Kalex, she found him in Kal's lab doing his routine chores. "Has my sister left?"

"Yes."

"She is banned from the Fortress. Put up a defense shield. No one is to come to the Fortress unless I approve."

"Ban your sister?" Kalex, though he was a robot, was confused. He thought Donna Troy was a friend and welcomed visitor.

"Yes. Are you questioning my orders?" Diana snapped at the robot. Kalex had always done what Diana asked.

If a robot could look confused, Kalex was giving it his best impression. "No, of course not, Princess Diana."

Diana regretted her anger at Kalex. He was a loyal robot. He didn't deserve her anger. "I'm sorry, Kalex. I…. I guess I am not myself."

"Is there anything I can help you with?" Kalex asked. It was his duty to serve his creator and since he was gone, his servitude was to his wife.

He was a sweet robot. Doing everything to please her; carrying his duty to serve her. He didn't deserve her anger. "Bring my lunch to the Weapons Room in an hour."

Diana left Kalex. She knew Donna was going to return with more reinforcements. Perhaps with the Amazons. Perhaps with the Justice League. The shield around the Fortress should hold them off. Diana wasn't going to leave the Fortress. It was her home now.

Diana returned to the Weapons Room. She picked the Interdimensional Quantum Trigger off the floor and laid it on the table. Examining it, she noticed it was damaged, could hear parts shaking inside. It may be damaged probably beyond repair but she would try to fix it.

"If only I spent more time with Kal as he worked on it."

Diana shook her head at herself. She wasn't sure of it when Kal was building it. She actually feared it would do harm than the good as Kal promised.

"Are you sure this will work?" Diana asked. "It's risky blending different sciences, especially when they are from different worlds."

Kal stood over a table working on the Interdimensional Quantum Trigger. "Yes, but the Crime Syndicate Quantum Trigger was damaged in my fight with Ultraman and the only parts that could substitute would be from a boom tube from Apolkolips."

Diana hugged herself worriedly. "Still. Mixing science from those evil worlds. I fear nothing good can come from it."

"In the wrong person's hands," Kal said, "but I'm not an evil person. My intention for building this is pure and for science."

Diana knew that and so his words shook off some of her doubts. "It'll be fascinating to study other Earths. If this works," Diana was quick to add. "I hope we won't find any other evil versions of ourselves. I rather not deal with another Superwoman."

"I hope not either but on these different Earths, there will be several versions of us. Why, there may be an Earth where we are not together but with other people. One of us might not be on that Earth."

Diana wrapped her arms around Kal's waist and rested her head against his back. She loved holding him. "How tragic. For them to not know the love we have."

Kal chuckled. He turned around and hugged Diana back. "I'm sure they are happy with their significant others. You know we might go to an Earth where there are no heroes."

"Or an Earth where the dinosaurs still roam."

"Possibly. There are infinite possibilities, Diana. We might find an Earth where we have children."

"Family," Diana murmured happily. "Do you think it's possible for us to have children?"

"I don't see why not." He kissed the top of her head. "You want to try?"

"We haven't already?" Diana teased as her fingers rubbed the muscles outlining his suit.

Kal took her fingers off his chest and pressed them to his lips. "Not hard enough."

Two days later, Kal was dead.

Diana looked down at the trigger. "What am I going to do?" Diana said to herself. "I can't fix this. I don't know where to start." She sniffed as a tear fell. "And you were so close to finishing it."

Diana wiped away another tear. "No. I can't finish what you started but I could repair the damage."

Diana went to Kal's tool drawer, picking up the correct instruments to repair the trigger. It took Diana an hour to repair the damages. She had to improvise with some of the repairs, hoping she didn't make it worse. Done, Diana turned her back to the device as she put up the tools.

The Interdimensional Quantum Trigger pulsed. Hearing the odd sound, Diana turned. The trigger was glowing. Diana reached forward and touched it. The glow around the Interdimensional Quantum Trigger surrounded Diana. Her heart raced. What was going on?

Was it working or was it going to explode and take her with it? Take her to a possible death? The Crime Syndicate's trigger and the boom tube never made this sound before. Whatever was going to happen, it couldn't be good. The pulsing sounds grew louder and louder. She had to get rid of it. Now!

"Princess Diana."

Diana looked up as Kalex entered the room. He had her lunch for her.

Kalex was a robot but she didn't want him harmed. She held her hand out to him, ordering him to keep back. "Kal-" There was a flash of light and Diana was gone along with the Interdimensional Quantum Trigger.

Kalex stood alone in the room. He went over to where Diana stood. There was nothing of her left. Not a trace of clothing. A thread of hair. Even her lasso was gone. "Princess Diana?"

"….wake up. Wake up, please."

Where was she?

Diana's eyes were closed but she could hear a voice above her, calling her to wake up. Someone familiar. Someone dead.

Is that what happened to me? Am I dead? Did the Interdimensional Quantum Trigger implode and take me with it? Was Kalex caught in the blast?

"….please wake up." The voice above her pleaded.

Oh, Gods, I am dead. I'm with you.

Diana forced her heavy eyelids open. Her vision blurry slowly cleared. As her vision came to focus, she gasped in shock seeing the man holding her. Her beloved Kal was alive and back.

"Kal." Diana touched his face. "Oh, Hera, it's you."

The man who resembled her husband stared at her for a long moment. Half in shock, half in confusion. "How did you-" but he never finished.

Diana sobbed against him. "I thought I would never see you again. When you died…." her tears muffled her words.

"Died?" the man repeated. "I'm not dead. I'm alive like you."

"You're…" she broke off again. "You're alive?" Hope surged in Diana. Was it possible? It was a shock to the world when Superman died. Many doubted it was possible. Diana knew he exhausted himself. Was it possible he only needed to recuperate? But he had been gone two years. She buried him.

Diana pulled away to stare at his face. She ran her fingers along his face, familiarizing herself with his lips, his nose, and his cheeks. He felt warm and when she cried in his chest, she could hear the strong beat of his heart. "But how…" She stopped herself. "You're alive and that's what matters. I love you so much, Kal." Diana kissed the man she thought was her husband. Happy tears sprang from her eyes as her heart soared with joy at kissing her husband again. He was alive. They can resume their life again.

But something was wrong. When she kissed Kal, he always kissed back. Why wasn't her husband kissing her?

Diana pulled back to stare at the man. "Kal, why aren't you kissing me?"

What the man in her arms said next, made her heart drop. "Who are you?"

AN: This story is loosely based on an idea from JLA 25 and 26 where Vixen was transported to an alternate reality where Superman and Wonder Woman are married. Superman died fighting Doomsday. Wonder Woman left the Justice League, retreating to the Fortress of Solitude as she mourned Superman's death. So from that, an idea formed in my head and thus this story was created…