People bustled around the property of Wayne Manor preparing for the most important event they would ever witness, the wedding of billionaire playboy, Bruce Wayne and the Amazonian princess, Diana Prince.

Only invited guests, and those who were doing various jobs for the wedding, were allowed past the heavily guarded front gates. The media had formed a sea of people with cameras as close to the gates and the fence as they could, hoping to get a glance of the ceremony, and/or the bride and groom.

In the backyard, Alfred was busy making sure that the wedding went off without a hitch, and double-checking that everyone who was there were supposed to be. After checking off the last person on his list, he went to the Batcave to make sure Bruce wasn't there when he should be getting ready. Alfred entered the dimly lit cave, and sure enough found Bruce sitting at his computer. "Master Bruce."

"Yeah Alfred." Bruce responded without turning away from the screen.

"You are aware that you are supposed to be getting married in forty-five minutes?"

"Yes, I just want to check something and I'll be right up."

"Fine, but if you are not ready in thirty minutes, I'll sic Ace on you."

"You wouldn't dare." He turned from the screen to glare at the butler.

"I would. I may even tell Princess Diana that you were down here aswell, and I don't think she'll be very pleased." Alfred kept his calm demeanor, confident that his last statement did the trick.

Bruce gave an exasperated sigh, he hated when Alfred was right, he also resented the instinct for self-preservation. "I'll be up in five minutes, alright?"

"Very well Master Bruce, five minutes and not a second more." Alfred checked his watch to get the exact time, and walked off. As he headed up the stairs, a smug smirk crept onto his face.

Diana was in one of the guest bedrooms, looking herself over in the mirror. She ran her hands down her waist, to eventually rest near her hips. She was wearing a sleeveless wedding gown, with embroidered flowers along the skirt, which fell only a couple millimeters from the ground, with the train coming seemlessly from the back. Her hair sported a small bun near the top of her head with a few inches of hair loose at the bottom. The hair that wasn't used for the bun, was allowed to flow freely across her back and shoulders. Her veil was attached to a white silk ribbon that was looped around the bun. She also wore a necklace Bruce had given her, along with her usual earrings. She was left fresh-faced, since she refused to wear makeup.

Still peering into the mirror, Diana heard a rapping at the door. "Come in."

The door opened and Alfred stepped into the room. He gasped when he caught sight of Diana. "You look absolutely stunning." He managed to spurt.

Diana gave him a shy smile. "Thank you. Is it time already?"

"No, you still have about twenty minutes. I just came to see if you needed anything."

"I'm fine Alfred, thank you."

"You're welcome Princess. I'll be back to get you in a bit."

Once again Alfred went to check on Bruce's progress. Thankfully he found him fully dressed in his black tuxedo, fumbling with the bowtie in the mirror. "Good, you're here. Could you tie this for me?" Bruce walked over to Alfred, placed the bowtie in his hand, and lifted his head so Alfred could have better access to his neck.

"Just like when you were a young lad." Alfred quipped as he tightened the tie.

"And you still do it too tight." Bruce put his fingers between his neck and the tie to loosen it. "How do you expect me to breath?"

"Don't be silly Master Bruce. If you couldn't breath, you wouldn't have been able to talk." He stepped back from Bruce, then placed his hands on his shoulders. "It feels like I'm about to watch my own son start the next chapter in his life. Now it's marriage, next it's children..."

Bruce cut him short. "What makes you think Diana and I are going to have children?"

"Master Bruce, I know right now that children look like little crying monsters to you, but in the future you're mind will probably change, and you'll want some of your own."

"And if it doesn't change?"

"Well then, that doesn't matter now. What does is that we get you downstairs before the ceremony starts." They both exited the room together, then Alfred left Bruce at the top of the staircase so that he could get Diana.

Bruce slowly came down the stairs. Ace was waiting for him at the bottom. He gave the dog a quick rub between the ears, and continued to the backyard, Ace right on his heels. Wally and Clark, who were acting as ushers after a small incident left two of the ones that were hired injured, stood at the glass door.

As Bruce passed, Wally started singing quietly. "Here comes the Bats..Omph." Clark put an end to the song with a quick elbow to Wally's ribs.

"Icksnay, on the atsbay." He scolded, keeping his voice low.

"Sorry." Wally replied breathlessly.

Giggling inside, Bruce kept walking. Everyone turned to see him walk to the alter. League members gave him their encourgement as he made his journey. Lois Lane gave him a thumbs up as he walked by her. She was allowed to attend the wedding after giving a blood-oath that she wouldn't bring any type of recording devices, and not breath a word to the press or to anyone who would tell the press, about the wedding. Her thumb had a little red spot where Bruce had pricked her.

Shortly after Bruce reached the alter, the Wedding March started playing, signalling Diana's arrival. Bruce took in a deep breath as Diana walked out into the aisle. Gasps were heard from the guests. Wally whistled at her, making Diana blush, and prompting Clark to once again punish him.

"Am I going to have to keep this up all day?" Clark whispered in Wally's ear.

"No." He managed to choke out.

As Diana reached his side, Bruce grabbed both of her hands into his. It took most of his self-control to keep from pulling her close to him, and kiss her. "You'll get to do that later." He reminded himself.

Everyone grew quiet as the priest started speaking. Bruce was starting to get anxious as they got closer to the end, although he made sure not to let it show. He had only been listening enough to know when he had to do something.

"...You may now kiss the bride." Upon hearing those six words, Bruce pulled Diana into a fiery kiss. Everyone burst into applause. Alfred turned away to blow his nose on a handkerchief. The couple pulled away, and walked down the aisle as man and wife.