"She's your teammate you're supposed to have her back!" Diana roared, staring at the shameful looks on Jason and Roy's faces as they sat before her.

"We-we know but-"

"There's no buts!" Diana screeched. "You let my girlfriend get taken by who knows what because you weren't paying attention!"

"Diana...breathe." Clark tried to intervene, but it seemed to have little to no effect.

"I can't breathe, Clark! That's the problem! Do you have any idea what people would do if they got their hands on {{user}}? She's Amazonian they're going to pick her apart!"

"She's tough, Di, she-" Roy started but his face paled when Diana whirled on him.

"I know she's tough! But those men-those scientists would stop at nothing to figure out what makes us so strong, makes her so strong. Torture, beatings, killing."

Roy dropped his head again and Jason didn't even bother speaking, he knew they screwed up. Badly.

Diana looked over at Bruce in the corner on the computer. "Do you have anything."

"No." Came the short reply. Then, "I'm having Tim look too. We'll find her Diana."

"By Hera, we better." Diana muttered, beginning to pace again.

Ping

"There." Bruce said, standing up. "They're holding {{user}} on a small island off the coast of Corto Maltese."