The days that followed seemed to fly by as Diana occupied her time ‘catching up' on things and helping Dru with various tasks around the palace. Whatever free moments she had to herself were spent trying not to think too much about everything that had transpired. She didn't want to feel regret for coming home, but somehow she couldn't help it.

The opportunity for conversation with the Queen seldom arose. When it did, the exchange was brief and civil. There was still much to be said, but the right time would come eventually and Diana resigned herself to be patient until then and keep her tongue in check. Drusilla was right in the fact that a person could say too much and go too far in anger.

As hurt as she was at what her mother had done, she still loved and respected her as much as always. Diana desperately tried to see things from her point of view, but so far was not having an easy time of it. She was comforted by the fact that, at least, she had Dru to talk to.

Drusilla, as always was bubbling over with questions about living in the United States. Diana had mentioned how different things were since the last time Dru had visited during the war and her interest was piqued.

"How so, Diana?" she asked.

Diana didn't really know where to begin.

"Probably the biggest change would be in the technology. Some of the things that you came into contact with pale in comparison to all the gadgets there are now. In fact, in the 40's, no one would ever have dreamed that some of the things we have now would be even possible. Like... computers and... television; products that are created for the sole purpose of making life easy and more convenient. I even have a phone in my car!"

Diana found that she enjoyed sharing with her sister all these modern miracles and the look of wonderment on her face.

"People are able to hop on a plane and fly from one place to another in a matter of hours."

Drusilla interrupted. "But, Diana, we've been able to do that all along! With the invisible jet, I mean." And then she scrunched up her face as she always did when there was something she didn't understand.

"Diana, a thought just struck me. I know we are far behind the rest of the world in terms of technology, but how is it we came to have the invisible jet in the first place...?"

Diana smiled, knowing beforehand what she was going to ask. She had asked the same question of the Queen many years ago and she told Drusilla so.

Excitedly Drusilla asked, "Well, what did she say?"

"I'm afraid you are going to be just as disappointed with the answer as I was. See, Mother simply said that there were just some things in life that should remain, well... a mystery."

She searched for a way to make clear to Drusilla what she was trying to say, recalling the very vague way in which her mother had explained it to her.

"Remember the conversation we had with Steve Trevor and Peter Knight over dinner at my apartment that first time you visited? Peter made that comment about Greek mythology and you had started to say something when I kicked you under the table..."

Dru remembered all too well and rubbed her shin.

"Do you also recall what I told you after they left? About their culture and belief system being different from ours and so they see what we believe about out origins as being myth? Well, it's because they cannot understand it; it is a mystery to them. In fact, there are many things that they themselves believe in, that they cannot explain. Evolution, the trinity... If you asked most people about either of those things, more than likely they would say that you're not supposed to be able to explain them, because they are ‘mysteries‘."

Evolution... the trinity? This was going a little deeper than she had initially intended.

"It seems that I'm not really explaining this well at all."

But she could see that her reasoning was having the same effect on her sister as her mother's indistinct answers had had on her. Dru was losing interest and attention was quickly turned elsewhere.

"I was wondering, Diana... have you ever tried explaining to anyone your ‘origins‘? I'm sure people you are close to wonder about your past... where you came from and all that. How do you answer them when they ask?"

Diana thought about the day she had left for Paradise Island and Brett's question about whether she was going home. She had not handled that situation well at all and she still felt badly about walking away like she had.

"Well, that's something I continue to have a problem with. I work with a man named Brett Cassidy and he too has a secret. He was injected with a drug that has made him indestructible. He has no need for sleep or food and it is impossible to kill him. I feel a very close bond to Brett because in man's world he is my only equal in terms of power, as far as I know. The only problem is that I know his secret; in fact, I'm the only one besides the doctor responsible that does. But I've yet to feel comfortable enough to share mine. I don't know why... I even think he suspects that there is something different about me. He looks at me strangely sometimes and he asks all kinds of questions. But..."

"You have feelings for this man, don't you?" Drusilla asked intuitively.

"In a way. But how could I know for sure; I've only felt this way about one other man. When Steve married last year, that was that. And... I don't know... I was left with this void inside. I felt rejected when I knew from the start that I hadn't a chance with the circumstances as they were. But now... here's a man that I should be able to trust, who would actually understand... and I can't."

Drusilla laid her hand on Diana's in an empathetic gesture, even though she had no idea what her sister was feeling. It occurred to her that she actually felt envious of the emotions surging through Diana that she herself might never have the opportunity to experience.

"It would be so easy to walk away, Dru. It would. You just don't know how very hard it is sometimes. But there is still so much to experience and to see... And the feelings I have I want to be able to explore."

Again Diana felt the need for a change of subject.

"Why don't we go see what we can find to eat? I‘m starving!"

As they walked along, Drusilla thought of something else.

"Diana, are women still wearing those sweaters and full skirts? What were they called again?"

Diana laughed and resumed her narration of the differences between the 40's and the 80's.