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[If Mick is going to continue to hide from her, Diana is simply going to stop pretending that it's working and track him down.

Their daughter.
It helps that Cisco has at least advised her about Mick, that he's spent most of his life being told he wasn't any good, the thought of which makes her heart break every time she thinks about it. She wants to do better by him and hopefully she'll be able to show him that isn't the case.

She cares about him.
But it's up to Mick to let her in.]

Mick.
We need to talk.
Don't make me come find you.

[Yeah, he knows they need to talk, he knows he should face the realization that he does in fact really like Diana. Even before meeting their kid he like her, he just doesn't like to admit it.]

I'm home, come over if ya like.

I'll be over.

[And to her credit, she stops by the saloon first. When Diana arrives at Mick's door she has a bag of burgers, a slice of cake and a six pack of beer.

She wants this to go well.
Unlike Steve, she hasn't yet given up hope.]

[Mick's looking over some casino stuff for Snart when she gets there. He'd agreed to be his business partner but that also meant he had to know what was going on. He does give her a smile though when he opens the door to let her in. Before he saw the food then his smile gets even wider.]

Thanks for picking up dinner.

I thought we could talk over dinner. [His smile helps ease any lingering nerves.
Still.
This is a lot to talk about.]

Yeah, probably smart. [He cleans off the table and gets some condiments out before helping her unpack and set out the food for them. Then he takes his seat and opens a beer for both of them without even thinking about it. It's not until he's setting his own opened bottle down that it registers.]

So, you met her right?

[It's funny how something simple and domestic like that can mean so much. Diana nods as she sits down.] I did. She's beautiful.

She has your smile.

She looks like you, has your character. S'good...and yeah...she's beautiful....just like you.

And she's ours Mick.

[Diana reaches across the table to rest her hand on Mick's.] That means something doesn't it? To us?

[Mick doesn't flinch or pull from her touch, he slowly turns his hand beneath hers to give hers a soft squeeze.]

It does.

...[He takes a long deep breath in and out with his eyes closed because Fucking feelings]

Be patient.

[He gives a pleading look at her. He doesn't want her to get angry with him and leave before he has a chance to figure this crap out]

Please? [Why is this so hard!? She's right there! Across from him! Alone with him! Hell they've been on ONE date and she already freaking remembers how he likes his burger fixed! Why can't he admit out loud that he likes her!?]

[Diana waits quietly as he breathes. Mick is clearly struggling with something and while she wishes that she could help, right now all she can do is wait.

But when he asks her to be patient?
A smile, warm and reassuring is his reply. Oh Mick. She'll wait, however long it might be.]

Of course, Mick.
I'm not going anywhere.

I promise.

[Mick so desperately wants to believe that....but in the end everyone leaves him..even though his daughter being their proves otherwise. Still...he's traveled in time enough to know the future doesn't always turn out like you think it will. One difference and he could erase her from existence without even meaning too.]

We should eat before it gets too cold.

What did you two talk about?

[And Diana has no intention of leaving him, no intetion of ever leaving him. If Mick requires patience and time, she will give him whatever he needs. Antiope has told her that in time, Mick will bloom under such care and they will love one another so completely.

He's worth waiting for.]

We talked about our future, her past. Us.

Mick.. I'm not going to leave you unless you tell me to go.
Whatever time you need, you can have.

[He nods...he doesn't know how to process what she says so he just nods. It makes his head hurt...it makes his chest hurt...]

I don't wanna know...the details..It's not...I mean...I just....fuck. I'm so afraid I'm gonna fuck this up now...screw it up...We have a kid....we have an ADULT kid...

Mick. [Her voice is gentle as she covers his hands with her own, her smile soft and gentle.]

It will come with time.
And I think the fact that she is such a lovely young girl proves that this is real, that this is worth waiting for.

Mick, you're worth fighting for.

But I ain't! That's just it! I ain't worth anything but a hard time and a headache!

[He pulls his hand away and stands up turning away but not walking away. His hands clench and unclench several times before he suddenly turns around and leans down kissing her without permission, without pretense, deep. Hard. Insistent.]

Mick.. [Diana doesn't try and stop him as he pulls away, as he starts pacing in his distress. Like she said, he is worth waiting for, worth fighting for.

Then his lips are on hers and she curls a hand at the back of his back to keep him close, returning the kiss, eager and deep.

He doesn't have to ask permission when permission is given freely.]

[Shit. Fuck. Double FUCK! she wasn't supposed to kiss him back! She was a proper fucking lady and you don't just fucking kiss proper fucking ladies and expect them to kiss back. You expect a kick to the nuts or a punch in the face! But she's kissing back and pulling him close and oh hell he needs to go now. Run. Hide. Drink. Light himself on fucking fire before he destroys her. Their daughter. Fuck...he's got a fucking daughter. With the woman he's kissing.

Run.

Hide.

He pulls away and turns to head to the door]

Don't go.

Please Mick. Don't go. [Her voice is a soft plea, still a bit stunned from the way this has gone - a hungry and eager kiss before he pulls away to make a break for the door. But Diana doesn't pull him in when he jerks away.

Antiope had reminded her to be patient.
But Mick? He was worth fighting for.

She wasn't going to give up that easily.]

Don't leave.

[God damn it! He punches the door frame once before turning back and taking the three steps to reach her. On hand goes to her cheek pulling her into a savage kiss while the other pulls her bodily close. He ravages her, makes her take a step back and reaches up to knock everything on the table off and press her against it. He goes down with her body tight against hers as he kisses her like he's dying.]

[Diana is ready to fight, ready to chase Mick down with the Lasso if she must. He can't kiss her like that and run. He can't.

Then he's closing the distance between them and her arms loop around his shoulders to haul him in properly for a kiss.

Finally.
Finally he's with her and neither of them have any reason to fight this. The furniture in his yurt will likely suffer as she wraps her legs around his waist and gives as good as she gets.

But it's all right.
Mick wants her as much as she wants him.]

[He holds her close, ruts against her on the table before he scoops her up and presses her against the counter and cabinets fighting with their clothes wanting skin, wanting to fuck. Shit...he's gonna screw this up...he knows it, but heaven help him he wants her so badly. He looses his coat, looses his shirt, fights to get hers off.]

Want ya...can I? [He gasps huskily as he bites her left shoulder hard enough to bruise a standard human and rocks his still clothe hips into hers. His pants are so uncomfortable, his cock hard and straining against his boxers as the heat of her scalds him through their layers]

[He won't screw this up. Diana has faith in him, she always has.
And when Mick presses her against the counter she groans, hooking her legs around his hips and keeping him close.

This is perfect. This is everything.
Her fingers work with his, desperate to seek out warm skin to feel against hers.]

Yes Mick. Please. Please yes. [She nips at his ear as she hauls him in close. A playful smile.]

Now get those clothes off.

[God in heaven he doesn't deserve this woman..He growls and fights to get her pants off and his own open. He has to have her, desperate.

He picks her up off the counter to get her pants and panties off before he unbuckles his belt, his pants and boxers are around his knees when he pulls her close again and then if she lets him he's pushing her against the wall as he presses inside of her.

Hot.

Wet.

Perfect.

He growls against her lips and kisses her with need as he begins to thrust like it's the last thing he'll ever do.]

[It's a desperate scramble to tear off the rest of their clothes, for Diana to shimmy free of hers before wrapping bare legs around him again. This is so different from anything that she shared with Steve in their all too brief time together, but it's perfect. It's everything that she needs.

Mick is everything that she needs.

Her head tips back against the wall, mouth falling open as Mick sinks into her.

So good.
So very good.

Fingers dig into his shoulders hard enough to bruise as she returns the kiss eagerly, panting against his lips as he moves with her.]

9/11 - after meeting Antiope

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