Hunting down Metas is hard work, Bruce and Diana come to learn.

Their three - not targets, that sounds too harsh- persons of interest, Barry Allen, Arthur Curry, and Vic Stone, do not want to be found easily. Especially Arthur Curry.

Even Barry Allen, the first one they find, is well hidden.

Bruce travels far and wide, searching. Diana travels too, looking, hoping, searching. But she also stays behind, combing through Luthor's files.

If all they had to do was search for these Metas, it would be easy.

But Bruce Wayne has an entire company to keep afloat, an entire city to protect nightly.

But Diana Prince has a job that she needs to keep, a job that helps her search for the Metas, a job that sends her to far flung places of the Earth looking for antiques, artifacts from other words. Diana Prince also has Metropolis, her adopted city, and a city she protects because they couldn't save Superman.

Bruce and Diana run themselves ragged searching and protecting. Even Diana's Amazonian constitution can't save her from the sheer exhaustion that comes from traveling daily between Gotham and Metropolis, not to mention the traveling she does to other areas of the world.

Bruce, though he hates to admit it, is old. He is older than when he took up the cowl, older since Superman sacrificed himself, older, older, older. He's tired, resolute in his mission, but tired. Without Diana, Bruce thinks, this would not be happening.

A lot of things would not be happening without Diana, Bruce sighs and shifts in his chair.

"Nothing." Speak of the Devil, or demigoddess, in her case.

Bruce swivels in the chair and looks at her, a frown already on his face. "Nothing?"

"I do not think Arthur Curry wants to be found," Diana murmurs, sitting down on the chair Bruce had brought to the monitoring station when she joined his search. She rolls her neck and stretches her shoulders before pulling her legs up onto the seat.

Bruce practically growls, "He'll be found. He has to be somewhere."

Diana smirks at Bruce's display. She has been around him long enough that his mood changes don't bother her, much.

"Do you have a backup plan, Bruce?" She asks after a few beats of silence. She knows he doesn't, knows finding these Metas is his first and only plan.

Bruce looks away quickly, runs a hand over his face, sighs. Diana waits.

"No," he admits reluctantly to a woman who is, for all intents and purposes, a near stranger. Sure, he knows her big secret, her Themyscira origins. He knows bits about her life as Diana Prince. But he doesn't know much more.

What scares him is how badly he wants to know more.

He hasn't felt this way about a woman since, well, since Selina. After how badly that ended, Bruce isn't sure he wants to get involved. He knows he shouldn't get involved, knows happily ever after isn't in his future, knows he doesn't deserve it, not after Jason. But he's only human and he can't help but enjoy the time he spends with Diana.

"What do you think we will need them for?" Diana asks, thinking about the 'feeling' Bruce mentioned back in Smallville. She knew, immediately, that it was a lie, but she supposed, all men and women need secrets. She certainly had her own.

Bruce gives her a long look, an appraising look. A lesser woman might've shrunk back under his intense scrutiny, but Diana is a princess, an Amazon. She sits calmly, watching the monitors.

"I had a..." Bruce starts slowly, hesitantly, in a tone Diana has yet to hear from him. "Dream, premonition, vision? I'm not sure. But I saw him," Bruce jabs his index finger at Barry Allen's photo up on one of the monitors, "and he said I had to find them. Him and Curry and Stone."

His shoulders sag and he looks grim.

Diana opens her mouth to reply, but Bruce cuts her off, "I don't know what's coming, what waits for us in the future, but I know it won't be good."

"And we will need as many Metas on our side as possible," Diana finishes, an equally grim look on her pretty features.

Bruce nods. They're quiet for a while, the reality of their situation sinking in. Both can't help but think that this might be easier with Superman by their side.

Diana yawns a little, her last trip from Metropolis catching up to her.

Looking at her out of the corner of his eye, Bruce stands, "I think we both need some food and sleep."

He sticks out his hand for Diana to take. She studies it and him curiously before placing her small hand in his large, warm one.

"I think that is a wonderful idea," she says, the corner of her lips lifting in jest at her intentional pun.

Bruce smirks crookedly and Diana's stomach swoops, a not unfamiliar sensation since she's been around the Bat of Gotham.

"Good one, Princess."

A/N: Um, so, this is new for me. I've always liked Batman and I've always liked Wonder Woman, I just never thought to put them together until I saw Batman v Superman the other night. And so down the rabbit hole I went.

This is sometime between BvS and JL, while they're looking for the Metas. After they find Barry, but before they find Vic and Arthur. So in like a year this will all be AU, but for now, it's just fun spec lol.

This is probably *supremely* out of character, but, in my defense, I've literally never written these two before. Any and all constructive criticism is welcome. Prompts too! I'll take those any day!

Let me know what you think! :)