Trinities

Diana didn't know what to do.

Like the constricting coils of a snake, a pair of broad arms encircled the warrior princess, crushing her to a chest as hard as steel. Her breath came short and quick. Her hands clenched at her sides.

She felt trapped in the cage of the man's embrace.

Her nose was pressed against the 'S' shaped insignia, it bent at an odd angle. Every instinct she had roared at her to wrench herself from his grip.

"Is this a custom in man's world?"

A dark chuckle vibrated through him and against her cheek. "What do you mean?"

"Do men often embrace their comrades when they worry?"

"Not usually, but for you I'll make a special exception."

Wonder Woman was unsure how to reply to that. "I am unharmed Kal."

"Could have fooled me." Batman interjected from several feet away. "Clark's crying."

"I am not," he rebuked quickly, "I'm not," he repeated for her benefit. "Bruce's the one who practically screamed like a little girl when you fell."

Diana pulled away then, glancing at her other dear friend. "I have not known you to act with such disregard for the plan."

His plan. Which had gone to shit when her body had become the origin of a crater that leveled three blocks.

Superman stood up and lifted her to her feet with him.

Batman was looking anywhere but at her, "Plans change, it's important to account for unforeseen variables."

He had known Diana to be as near invincible as you could get without being Clark. Seeing her lying there under the feet of Meglomox, it registered to him that all his plans accounted for her.

"I am alright," a pause of hesitation, "my brothers."

In a flash Clark had lifted her into the air and had her sandwiched between he and Batman, while wearing a big stupid grin. He held the trio together and submitted not to their struggles for freedom, but to his overwhelming need for a group hug.