Author's notes: Alright so I'm delving into the deeper part of the story! Hope you enjoy!

Silence permeated the room as Diana and Steve sat on her bed, five feet apart. Not looking. Not touching. Not talking.

Steve coughed lightly and quickly threw a glance at Diana, her back was straight and rigid as she stared blankly at the wall in front of her, "What are we supposed to-"

"I do not know."

"Okay."

Not just five minutes ago they had been happily kissing, as if nothing was wrong. But they couldn't avoid it. Neither one of them knew what was going to happen. Neither one of them knew what to do or where to start.

Diana glanced at Steve, but as she saw him turn toward her again, her head snapped forward. Steve cleared his throat, "Maybe, we should sleep?"

She glared at him incredulously, but he just shrugged with a gentle smile and her eyes softened as she nodded in agreement.

"Alright."

Diana slowly stood up and quickly slipped under the covers. Her eyes focused on Steve as she watched him walk around the bed. His hand gripped the blankets, but he froze and dropped them before sinking down to the floor.

Diana crawled over to the edge of the bed to peer down at Steve lying uncomfortably on the ground.

"What are you doing?" She asked flabbergasted.

He looked up at her with a confused expression, "Going to sleep?" He patted the ground beside him, "Yay comfort."

Diana rolled her eyes and pulled back the covers, "Get up here."

Steve froze looking in her eyes to see if she was serious and hen he saw no signs of joking, he stood and quickly pressed himself off before sliding into bed beside her.

Diana reached to turn out the light and the room plunged into darkness. They could hear each other breathing in the dark, but neither said a word. Neither of them slept well that night. Diana lay there barely breathing, pretending to be asleep. Steve rolled agitatedly for an hour before falling into a restless sleep. When he finally drifted off to sleep his hand fell limp between them and Diana accidentally bumped into it when she moved to roll over into another position, jumping back hoping that she didn't wake him up. But when he didn't stir, she reached out once more and grabbed his hand, tangling their fingers together and drifting off to sleep.

Steve jerked out of sleep his heart racing. He ran a hand down his face as he took a deep breath. He glanced over to his side, watching as Diana slept silently beside him. Her dark hair spread out against the white pillow. He reached over pushing a piece of hair behind her ear, she mumbled in her sleep and her nose scrunched up. Steve smiled leaning down to press a kiss to her forehead before sliding out of bed and treading down the hall to find Etta.

Steve peeked in each room he passed, looking for any sight of Etta. And then he heard a light crash from a room down the hall and followed the sound finding found himself in the kitchen. Etta was sitting at the table drinking a cup of coffee when he walked through the door. She promptly gasped and dropped her coffee before jumping up and hugging him, "Oh thank god! I wasn't dreaming. You are alive!"

He smiled down at the woman wrapped around him. The woman who had been one of the best coworkers he had ever had. The woman who had done so much for him. The woman who had taken Diana in and helped her after he had left.

"I know I don't say it enough. But thank you."

Etta pulled back looking at him questioningly, but as their met eyes she smiled and nodded.

They sat down at the table and talked about everything. Etta caught him up on the end of the war. How life was now. How everyone was still mourning the deaths. How everyone was slowly getting their lives back together. How women had been kicked out of jobs now that the men were back from the war.

She mentioned that Diana refused to talk about what had happened. The only person she would talk to about it was Charlie, who stopped by at least once a week to talk with Diana. One a month, Sameer and Chief would join Charlie and they would have dinner together catching up on each other's lives.

Steve hesitated, "And how has Diana been?"

Etta went silent, her eyes nervous.

Steve stared at her in apprehension, "Etta?"

"She's been fine. In her own way."

'That doesn't sound too convincing." He said throwing a worried look back down the hall.

"No, really she's been fine. But losing you was hard on her. She had so much faith that everything would be alright once she killed Ares that she didn't even contemplate that she would end up losing someone. Let alone, the man she loves. But she hasn't let that stop her. She's been working. To help better the world, in her own way. But it's not the same."

Steve sat motionless.

"Last night was the first time she's truly smiled in months. And it was because of you."

Steve swallowed heavily, "And now she may lose me all over again."

Diana woke up. She was exhausted. Even though she had eventually fallen asleep she still felt unrested. She turned over to look at Steve, but he wasn't there. She shot out of bed and backed up against the wall. He had been here right? She couldn't have made that up. Could she have? There were times weeks after he died that she thought she would see him down the street, or in a store, but when she went after him, he would vanish. Had she imagined him this time as well?

"I'm losing it," She thought. She walked over to the bed to sit down, when her foot kicked something. She looked down and saw a pair of men's shoes. He was here. Then where did he go? The Angel couldn't have taken him back right? She couldn't have failed already.

"Steve!"

A loud bang sounded down the hallway and she heard rushing footsteps until the door before her slammed open and Steve ran inside.

"What?!" He panted. He bent over trying to catch his breath, his face bright red, his eyes were dark with worry, "What's wrong?"

He stepped forward reaching out to touch her, but she shot back sinking down onto the bed, she placed her head in her hands and took a deep breath.

A knock from behind them startled them both and Steve turned around to find Etta standing in the doorway nervously wringing her hands. He waved her off, "I've got this." She nodded and slowly backed out into the hallway closely the door behind her.

Steve took a step forward, "Diana," he whispered, "What's wrong?"

"I didn't fail." She whispered.

"What?" He said coming closer. She mumbled again and he kneeled down in front of her pulling her hands off her head. Her face lifted to look at him, her eyes dark, "I didn't fail?"

Steve's heart dropped and he leaned forward, pressing his forehead against hers, he felt her take a deep breath and he reached around to run his hand down her hair, "You didn't fail. We have time."

Steve watched Diana as she sent out a message for Charlie, Chief, and Sameer to meet her for dinner tomorrow right.

They didn't question anything and showed up the next night with alcohol and chocolate.

Charlie got there first. Diana opened the door and he immediately pulled her into a hug. As she stood aside to let him inside he caught sight of Steve and sputtered pointing at him frantically, before stepping backwards, "Nope."

Diana walked over to Charlie, "He is really here. It is a long story. Once the others get here, we will tell you everything."

Charlie nodded and took Diana's arm as she led him into the living room. He settled onto the couch and tried to relax, but he kept throwing anxious glances at Steve every few minutes.

Chief was the next one to show up, "Diana. How are you?" He gave her a hug before turning to look for the others. But he only caught sight of Steve. He took a long look at Steve before turning to Diana.

"When Sameer gets here, I will explain."

He nodded and joined Charlie on the couch.

When Sameer showed up he didn't even get through the door before he noticed Steve. He just turned to him with an awestruck expression, "When I said I was worried you wouldn't make it, that wasn't permission to do something stupid."

A half hour later, they all sat down for dinner. Steve and Diana were silent and everybody shared glances.

Sameer cleared his throat, "So, what's going on? Obviously it's something other than Steve miraculously coming back to life."

"There is another evil arising."

Charlie groaned, "No. The war just ended."

Chief nodded, "Who is it?"

"We don't know."

Sameer tilted his head, "So, where is this evil?"

"We don't know."

Charlie snorted, "Do you know when this is going to happen?"

"We don't know that either."

"What do you know woman?!"

Diana shrugged and Steve sighed.

After hours of talking about everything, everyone went home for the night. Chief and Sameer left after they each talked to Steve for a few minutes. But Charlie pulled Diana aside and they sat on the couch talking. After a half hour, Charlie got up to leave and Steve watched as Diana waved goodbye and thanked him.

Diana slinked back into her room and Steve followed after her slowly. When he walked through the door, he saw Diana sitting cross-legged on the floor, her eyes closed. Steve, not wanting to disturb her, sat silently in front of her, "Diana?"

Without opening her eyes, Diana said, "I am going to meditate to try and connect to the Gods. My mother once told me about dimensional teleportation, where one can leave the planet through meditation and converse with others."

"That's cool."

"Make sure not to touch my body while I am meditating. It could prove dangerous."

Diana took a deep breath and her breathing settled. It looked as if she was in a type of trance.

Steve settled in the chair across from her, watching her closely.

Diana opened her eyes and gasped.

"My sister."

Diana's eyes widened she caught sight of a woman in front of her. She took a cautious step backward gasping as her bare feet touched the soft green grass beneath her. Her head swung back and forth as she took in the world around her. A cool breeze blew past her, rustling the green trees around her.

"I am Artemis."

Diana turned back to the woman and nodded slowly, her eyes wide as she took in the warrior before her.

"You came here for a reason."

"The Angel."

Artemis nodded solemnly, "We know."

Diana's brows furrowed, "We?"

Artemis waved her hand and the clouds in the sky were pulled down and with another flick they transformed into the likeness of the Gods, "The other Gods. Zeus. Athena. Apollo. All of us."

Diana's heart was racing. If they knew what had occurred, they could help her. Right? "What am I meant to do?"

But Artemis shook her head, "You are not asking the right questions."

Diana's eyes opened slowly; she was still sitting on the ground, her palms facing up on her crossed legs. She glanced around and caught sight of Steve sleeping in the chair across from her. She wasn't sure how long she had been gone. It could've been hours, days even. But it had been worth it for the information she had received. Artemis had given her what she needed. But as she thought back, her brows furrowed as she tried to remember certain parts, but they were blurry and muffled. Artemis must have blocked out some of her memory, for what reason, she didn't know.

Diana slowly pushed herself up into a standing position, her body screaming in pain. It felt as every inch of her had been pummeled even though she hadn't moved an inch. She took a few stumbling steps over toward Steve, and sat on the chair next to him, curling herself around his body and falling asleep immediately.

Steve woke a few hours later. He took a deep breath and breathed in hair. With a groan he pulled back from the head tucked under his chin and smoothed down the hair. Diana must have returned from her meditation sometime during the night. With a groan, Steve pushed himself up, holding Diana in his arms.

She began to stir and he shushed her but her eyes opened to meet his, "I know what we have to do."

He pressed a kiss to her nose and then her forehead, "In the morning."