I wasn't going to write another chapter today, but since so many people followed it and reviewed it, I can't resist! Anyway, let's get on with it :D

They were all in the murky cave.

At the present time Bruce had Alice perched on his shoulders. Her legs having an iron grip around his neck for fear of falling.

Her threat echoed in his head Drop me and I don't care what fighting crap you do, I'll find a way to kick your ass.

She was currently distributing lamp lights throughout the cave. She was just screwing in the last bolt. When she finally she called

"All done."

Bruce lifted her from his shoulders. His strength surprised her; it wasn't that she was fat. It was just the fact he would probably have no problem lifting her over his head.

Alfred proceeded to flick the switch of the motor, and soon the whole cave was illuminated in a dull light.

"Lovely" Alice muttered bats flying above her head, prompting her to take a step towards Bruce, using him as a shield of sorts.

He smiled down at her.

"At least you'll have company" Alfred's kind voice echoed. "This must be the lowest foundation of the southeast wing."

Alice wiped her brow, on first sight; the cave seemed cold and desiccant. But really it was boiling.

She was clad in denim shorts with her grey t-shirt and converse.

They noticed a tunnel. Bruce began to walk towards it. Alice and Alfred followed.

"Your great-great-grandfather was involved in the Underground Railroad, transporting freed slaves to the north and I suspect these caverns came in handy.

Alice walked forward, ahead of both men, she reached some chains. Curiosity got the best of her and she reached up and pulled on them. Her whole body weight. Nothing happened. She looked up at the ceiling, and an idea struck her.

She looked to Bruce, to see that he too, was looking up. At that moment she knew they both had the same idea.

They all walked back out of the caverns towards the main cave. Where Bruce changed into his suit,

He was walking towards the waterfall. Once he climbed upon the rock he stood there his hand emerging in water.

"Alice, Come up here!"

Alice walked forward, her converse treading carefully over the bricks. She took Bruce's extended hand and pulled herself up next to him.

They both stood there, her tanned slight hand, next to his gloved black hand.

Alfred watched as his granddaughter stood there. He smiled slightly as he watched. Bruce kept his hand around her waist, keeping her steady.

He knew right there, that something was going on. Any in all honesty he couldn't be more pleased. They deserved each other and belonged together. It was Martha Wayne's dream, for her son to marry little Allison, He recalled her planning and fantasying of Bruce and Alice's wedding.

They went to the work shop in the garden and began with the spraying acrylic paint. Alice had her own aerosol; she sprayed the main suit, filling in every surface on the suit.

Once finished, They all gathered around the table.

"We order the main part of this cowl from Singapore" Alfred explained

"Via Dummy Corporation." Bruce stated checking

"Indeed. And then, quite separately we place an order to a Chinese company for these" He said pointing at the bat ears.

"Put it together ourselves." Alice muttered

"Precisely."

"They'll have to be large orders, to avoid suspicion."

"How large?" Bruce asked

"Say… 10,000."

Alice and Bruce both turned to him eyes wide.

Before Alice shrugged her shoulders "Well…at least we'll have spares…"

"Yes." Alfred said smiling.

Alice stood up and stretched her back.

"You're going out tonight to speak with Gordon?" She asked

"Yeah, With any luck he'll give me some info, on Falcone. Besides what you have we don't actually know how to get him put away"

She nodded in understanding.

"Just be careful okay?" She told him before leaving the workshop.

He watched her go and Alfred turned to him.

"Is there something interesting Master Bruce?" he asked with a tone of sarcasm.

"Oh, Um… It's nothing."

...

It was the next morning and the two were walking through the Wayne tower, to applied Sciences. He towered over her small frame; the difference was almost laughable; her head came just by his chin.

"Are you sure you're okay?"

"I'm fine."

"You took quite a hit off that ladder." He just smiled down at her, Appreciating someone looking out for him.

They walked out together, her heels clicking as they walked.

"Miss Carter… Mr Wayne"

"Hello Mr Fox" was all Alice said.

He smiled at her and turned his gaze to Bruce.

"Well, What is it today? More Spelunking?"

Alice turned to Bruce, biting her lip to stop herself from laughing. Spelunking?

"No. Today, It's base-jumping" He told him

"Base-Jumping… That like parachuting?" he asked

"Kind of"

"Do you have any lightweight fabrics?" Alice asked, when she realized Bruce was getting no-where

"You know, I think I have just the thing."

They followed him to a crate, where he pulled out a brief case.

He pulled out a large sheet of material.

"It's called memory cloth. Notice anything?"

Alice raised an eyebrow. She ran the cloth between her thumb and pointer finger.

Bruce shrugged. Lucius pulled on a glove.

"Regularly flexible, until you put a current through it, Molecules realign and it becomes rigid."

"What kind of shapes can you make?" Bruce asked eagerly

"It can be tailed to fit any structure"

"Too expensive for the army?" Alice asked

"I don't think they tried to market it to the billionaire,spelunking, base-jumping crowd."

"Look, Mr Fox" Bruce said

"Yes, Sir?"

"If you're uncomfortable –"Bruce started

"Mr Wayne, Miss Carter. If you don't want to tell me exactly what you two are doing, When i'm asked, I don't have to lie. But don't think of me as an idiot."

They both nodded

"Fair enough"

Bruce's attention span failed him once again.

"What's that?" He asked curiously

"Oh the tumbler, Oh. I don't think you'd be interested in that."

...

Alice sat in-between Lucius and Bruce as the car sped round the room.

Fox reached forward to a leaver which was by Alice's leg. He showed Bruce a button.

"This will boost you into a ramp less jump—Not now!" as Bruce pressed it they shot forward almost dangerously.

"Not—Not now sir!"

Alice pressed the button quickly to slow the afterburner.

She sighed when they slowed down.

Bruce wrapped his arm around the back of Alice's chair and quickly spun them around to stand sideways.

Alice exhaled heavily.

"I feel like I'm about to die, whenever you drive." Alice muttered, nails sticking into the seat.

Lucius smiled at her banter, "So what do you think?"

"Does it come in black?" Bruce asked him smiling.

...

Alice stood in the cave next to Alfred and Bruce, She placed the bat mask on the table and lifted her hand which bore a baseball-bat.

She lifted it and with all her might slammed it on the mask.

"It's the problem with the graphite. Too weak." She said biting her lip.

"The next 10,00 will be up to specifications." Alfred reassured Bruce.

"At least they gave us a discount." He said crossing his arms.

"Quite" Alfred replied.

Alice turned to Bruce and said "In the meantime, I would suggest that you tried not to land on your head."

She walked forward to look over his shoulder and he held out a piece of for them both to see.

"Why Bats Bruce?"

"Bats frighten me; it's time my enemies shared my dread."