Epilogue- Four months later

"Sel, you look absolutely stunning, and I sort of hate you a little bit," I moaned, fluffing my best friend's train yet again.

She just laughed and adjusted her fascinator. "Well, darling, you look utterly gorgeous yourself, so you have no need to fear. Dick isn't going to be able to keep his hands off you."

"Gen, I lost my flowers again!" Steph yelled at me from across the room, panicking.

"They're by the door to the chapel. Pick them up only as you're about to enter the chapel," I yelled back. "Cass, you do have to put your shoes on at some point, hon."

She glared at me, but finally acquiesced when Alfred joined in the glaring. No one disagreed with an Alfred glare. And Babs just laughed at us all from her chair by the door. "You two make such a good maid of honor," she teased us.

"I am the butler," Alfred stated haughtily. "I assist wherever I am needed."

"Which is actually, at this point, making sure that my future husband is not overthinking everything and panicking," Sel said. She kissed his cheek gently, then shooed him out the door. "Thank you for everything."

Ten more minutes of last-minute preparations, and then Alex, the wedding planner (who was really superfluous, given that we had Alfred), knocked on the door. "It's time, Ms. Kyle," he stuttered, staring in awe at the vision that was Selina in her gorgeous wedding dress.

The five of us made our way to the small antechamber just off the side of the main chapel. The four boys met us there, and man, Dick looked yummy. I'd seen him in a tux plenty of times, but he somehow managed to look utterly delectable each time. "It's a good thing we planned a few extra minutes before the processional starts," Sel laughed, shoving me into my boyfriend's arms. "Don't smear her lipstick, Kitten."

I was peripherally aware of the other boys telling Sel how pretty she looked, but most of my brain was uselessly going "Dick, yum," over and over. And from the slightly dumbstruck look on his face, he seemed to have the same problem.

"You look…," he started, then shook his head. "I literally don't have words for how beautiful you look, Viv."

"I love you," I blurted, still a bit muddled. "And you look amazing."

He grinned. "I love you, too."

"Yo, best man, time to line up," Jason called, and I didn't have to see his face to know he was grinning manically.

Dick kissed me quickly, then we joined the others by the doors. I fluffed Sel's dress one last time, to make sure everything settled perfectly. Dick and I each gave her a quick kiss to the cheek, then linked arms directly in front of her. I accepted my bouquet from Alex, then the music started. Alex threw the doors open, and Cass and Damian stepped through. I was quite impressed with them; you wouldn't have guessed from their smiles that they were dreadfully uncomfortable. Babs and Tim were next, then Steph and Jay. (Sel had confessed to matchmaking with those two.) And then it was my turn with Dick, and that aisle seemed to stretch forever. We eventually made it to the end, where Bruce was slightly vibrating in anticipation.

And then the wedding march started playing, with the audience rising from their seats. Sel appeared in the doors of the chapel, looking utterly gorgeous, but I only spared a quick glance for her. I wanted to see Bruce's reaction, and I was so glad I had. His jaw literally dropped, though only slightly, and his eyes went misty. A soft smile curved his lips. And for once, he looked completely happy, no haunting shadows lingering in his eyes. I couldn't stop the few tears that slipped down my face just from the look on his.

Sel joined us at the top of the aisle, handing me her giant bouquet with a kiss to my cheek before stepping up to her place next to Bruce. It was about that time that I caught Dick's eye again, and he just looked so good that I couldn't help but stare at him. I honestly didn't pay attention to the ceremony at all, just stared at the man I was utterly in love with. Who somehow also was in love with me. I still wasn't terribly sure how that had happened, but I wasn't about to question it, either. I was happier than I'd ever been, and I wouldn't let anything ruin it that day.

Soon enough, Sel and Bruce were man and wife, walking down the aisle with matching, gigantic grins. If I didn't love them so much, it probably would have been a bit nauseating, but I did, and it was adorable. I linked up with Dick again, and we led the rest of the wedding party out of the chapel and to the waiting limo.

Back at the manor, we had the formal society luncheon and reception, where we had to smile and look pretty for three hours, all while most of the people there talked about us behind our backs and smiled to our faces. As the resident zombie, Jason got to duck out of it, and sent the rest of us mocking texts the entire time. Steph threatened to kill him no less than twenty-seven times. I was impressed, because each threat was different and entirely unique. Cass and I offered our services, should they be required, but she turned us down. "I think I can handle big bad Jay," she told us, grinning cheekily. It gave me the feeling that her idea of "handling him" might have been a bit literal.

Once the last of the horrible snobs finally left, it meant we had a few hours before the fun reception for Batman and Catwoman began. And the minute the car door shut behind Mr. and Mrs. Haymore and her sugar baby, Dick was whisking me upstairs. "I have been dying to get you to myself," he murmured against my throat, scattering kisses and causing shivers. "You look incredible, Viv."

His kisses moved to my collarbone, pulling a gasp from me. "You have been killing me in this tux," I finally managed to say, sliding my arms under the jacket.

"And you make this dress stunning," he replied, grinning mischievously. "But I think it needs a break from you for a few hours, if it's going to last all night, too."

"I do like the way you think," I laughed, deliriously happy.

…

It was a good thing that the reception started at seven, since neither Dick nor I set an alarm. We managed to put ourselves back together, but only after Tim banged on Dick's door to wake us up. But we weren't the only ones a little behind, since Bruce and Sel sailed into the garden ten minutes after us, somehow impeccably put together again. And Jay and Steph were even later, and a whole lot more mussed. Babs took one look at the two of them and burst out laughing. "That really isn't your color, Jay," she managed to gasp out.

"Every color is my color," he preened, wrapping an arm around Steph as she reapplied her lipstick. She blushed a bit, and then a bit more when he pressed a kiss to her cheek, but she also looked so happy.

The dinner reception was unfathomably better than the luncheon. We were able to laugh and joke, not having to be on our best behavior, and no one had to hide their alter-egos and associated secrets. We were all able to just be us and enjoy one another. James Olsen and Donna Troy, both celebrated photographers in their own right, wandered around snapping candids of us all, with a few posed pics here and there. And there was so much dancing! Sel and Bruce had their slow romantic first dance as a married couple, but after that, every number was played to a packed floor. Slow songs, fast songs, and everything in between. Sel grabbed me and the rest of the bridesmaids for all the Whitney Houston songs, and I danced with every Wayne male, even if Damian protested, though not nearly as much as I had thought he would. Jon Kent was quick to jump in to ask me for a dance as soon as that song was over, and later, I even danced with his dad (Superman!). I got a dance with Wally, which somehow turned into the fastest tango ever, and then a few of Dick's other friends who were also becoming mine. But every time I danced with someone else, I always found Dick waiting for me afterwards. And it was glorious.

It was after midnight when Sel announced that she was throwing her bouquet, and, as her maid of honor, there was no getting out of it for me. I tried hiding behind the amazing heights of Dinah and Diana, but they just laughed and pulled me even with them. It didn't matter in the end, anyway. Sel started with her back to all of us, but at the count of three, she turned and simply chucked the bouquet directly at me, laughing maniacally all the while. Dinah and Diana even pulled my arms up to catch it. I suspected a conspiracy, even as I turned incredibly red, and Steph and Babs cackled like Shakespearean witches.

We sent Sel and Bruce off on their honeymoon shortly after that, and the guests slowly trickled away. It was late, and my feet ached, but I didn't care as Dick and I continued dancing together. Soon enough, it was just the family left, with Alfred gently guiding Damian into the house and up to bed. Cass followed, barely flapping a wave in our direction, and she pushed Tim toward the house, as well, since his eyes were wide open and yet unseeing as he babbled in decaffeinated nonsense. Steph and Jay had disappeared shortly after Sel and Bruce, so that left just me and Dick and Ed Sheeran in the gorgeous garden.

As Ed sang softly to us, Dick and I simply swayed to his crooning, my head on his chest and his arms surrounding me. "Viv, babe, you know I love you, right?" he asked me suddenly, making me pull back to look at him.

"Yes, why?" I asked, my heart pounding as my mind came up with hundreds of possible scenarios, nearly all of them where he suddenly decided to break up with me.

Dick grinned and kissed my nose. "I love you," he repeated, "and there's no one I would rather spend my life with than you."

My heartrate kicked up another notch as I realized what exactly was happening. "Dick, are you-" I gasped out, but him suddenly on one knee in front of me stole any and all words I might have said.

"Genevieve Thornton, I love you with all my heart," he began, taking my left hand in his. "I love your wit, and your adorable rambling, and your kindness, and your stubborn resolve to do what you think is right. You're incredibly smart, even if you refuse to see it, and you care so much about everyone around you, and you're gorgeous, babe. Just when I think you can't get any more beautiful, you prove me wrong and take my breath away again. You remind me every day of all that's good in this world, and why I fight to protect it. I love you, and I want to wake up every morning to your face next to mine. Will you marry me?"

I nearly hyperventilated by his second sentence, but I managed to hang on and hear his entire proposal. And by the time he opened the little box with a beautiful diamond in it, tears were streaming down my face, and I was in danger of losing my contacts. I nodded hard several times. "Yes," I squeaked out. "Yes, of course I'll marry you!"

The words were slightly swallowed by Dick's kiss, but I didn't care. I was just happy to be kissing him.

Dick only pulled back once we needed oxygen, and only long enough to slip the ring on my finger. As soon as it was settled, we were kissing again, and it took me far too long to comprehend that the roaring in my ears was actually cheering, not my heart pumping furiously (though it was doing that, too).

I pulled away that time, and the entire family and most of the Justice League were surrounding us, cheering and clapping. Even Sel and Bruce were clapping through FaceTime from their plane. "Oh, no," I gasped, burying my face in Dick's chest. "Did you do that on purpose?"

He was laughing, the jerk. "No, not at all."

"He told me and Jay he was proposing after everyone left, and we told everyone," Wally chimed in, suddenly wrapping his arms around us. "Congrats, you two! I'm so happy for you!"

Artemis was next. "Welcome to the family, Gen. We'll work out the custody arrangements after the wedding."

A blur of hugs and congratulations swirled around us, and I just couldn't believe that this was my life. And it was going to be that way for the rest of it. And I couldn't wait for it to begin.

AN: And that's it! My labor of love is finished, in less than two years. I'm a bit impressed with myself, to be completely honest. But it's done, and I hope I did the wedding justice for you, Lord Grise. I might do some oneshots, and/or I do have a vague idea of a sequel, but I'm not sure when that would be, if ever. I've got quite a few other projects I'm working on and trying to get done, so I'm not sure if I'll be coming back to Gen and the Bats. Thanks for reading, however, and a big thanks to all of you who reviewed. I adore reviews, and I appreciate you taking the time to let me know what you think of my story!

New AN: Apparently, I'm not as done with Gen as I thought I was. I've got a few oneshots that I'm working on, and they'll be posted under the title of Catnip. The first go up today!