It was a typical afternoon patrol with Jon. Sipping juice while watching the sunset. You were very close; you'd basically grown up together. You were an Amazon, brought by Diana from Themyscira to train. She introduced you to Clark, and of course, to Jon. Jon was... sweet, and perfect. You always saw him as a brother.

And when two people spend years together, feelings tend to develop. And that's what happened to you. But you didn't want to say anything to preserve your friendship, after all, you fought crime together. He was pretty obvious, really; he always bought you drinks after patrols, took you home, and held your hand.

Everything was perfect until Diana told you that you had to return to Themyscira because they needed the next princess, and of course, who better than the heir to the legendary Diana of Themyscira?

Now the hard part was telling Jon. Would he let you go? It wasn't certain, but something told you it wouldn't be easy for him to accept.

"Diana told me I have to go to Themyscira and take her place," you said, gazing at the sunset as you sipped your drink.