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Alex


'BRUCE WAYNE ENGAGED, ALEXANDRA PENNYWORTH TAKES THE COMPANY AND THE MAN, WEDDING TO TAKE PLACE IN A WEEK"

'ALEXANDRA PENNYWORTH, CEO, AND FIANCEE OF THE PRINCE OF GOTHAM HIMSELF'

'BRUCE WAYNE ENGAGED TO YOUNG CEO, TRUE LOVE OR PEDOPHILIA'

'PRINCE OF GOTHAM STILL HAS HIS BOYISH CHARM AND SCORES A YOUNG BOMSHELL'

'GOTHAM'S MOST WANTED BACHELOR TO SETTLE DOWN NEXT WEEKEND'

"Honestly who writes this shit?" asked Alexandra mildly annoyed as she saw the newspapers and magazines on her desk. The pictures used had been those of her and Bruce in the exhibit that they had attended a week ago, she sighed and looked up to find Angela waiting for her. "Does the fireplace works?" she asked.

"Yes Miss, everything is fully functional here" Angela seemed fidgety, Alexandra sighed.

"Do you like s'mores? Get someone to get us a bag of marshmallows, crackers and chocolate please" Alexandra said, Angela nodded and went out of the office in a hurry, Alexandra's phone rang and she wanted to bang her head on the desk. "Yes?" she answered snappishly.

"Bad day?" Bruce asked from the other side, Alexandra sighed.

"You could say so, have you read the news? I got delivered five disgusting articles this morning, honestly who gets paid to write stuff like that" she ranted.

"Alfred mentioned something" Bruce said tightly, Alexandra rolled her eyes.

"I'm going to have a fucking big wedding next week, yes, and Gotham will see me marry Bruce Wayne, billionaire, philanthropist, a small town girl to marry the most eligible man in town, but I know I will really marry Bruce Thomas Wayne, professional brooder and all time hero" she said, Bruce chuckled.

"Are you sure? We can cancel the whole thing and elope to Vegas" he said, she shook her head even though he could not see her.

"No, I'm no coward, besides this is part of you, once upon a lifetime it was more or less my kind of life too, when I agreed to marry you I knew that I was signing up to marry all of Bruce Wayne, it doesn't make me love you any less" she said, a smile showing on her face.

"You're truly one of a kind" Bruce said, she laughed, "Honestly sometimes I wonder where you came from and what I did to deserve you"

"Alternate universe and if someone deserved my dazing company it was probably you, you know fate has a funny way of restoring balance" she said cheekily "So any particular reason why you called, or was it just to hear my voice?" she asked.

"Actually Alfred was the one who told me to remind you that you have a dress appointment today, apparently I cant be there"

"No you can't and its okay, you'll get to see my dress on Saturday, not before, its tradition. Also tomorrow we have the cake appointment" she said.

"I thought we had agreed on your favorite cake" he said; she smiled.

"I still want us to try different options, you're getting the full wedding experience or Alfred will find a way to murder us both"

"Yes, by the way he will pick you up in ten minutes, you're bringing your secretary, right?" he asked.

"Yes, Angela will come with me, I need a feminine opinion and sadly I haven't made much friends here so yeah, that's that" She said playing with her pen, Bruce sighed.

"I may have some fault with that," he said.

"Don't let that bother you love, its not your fault that I came from another universe and fell into your life, I mean I am extremely glad it was you who found me, having little friends outside from you and Alfred doesn't really bothers me" she explained softly.


The dress shop was the finest one in all Gotham, or that was what Alfred had said, the owner Patricia Adams was a really nice old woman who had owned the store for a while. She showed Alexandra many dresses and pictures of dresses she had in the backroom while Angela and Alfred waited by a very posh sitting area.

"Is there anything in particular that you're looking for, dear?" asked Patricia, Alexandra blinked and looked at her.

"I was thinking about something coming straight out from a dream, Mrs. Adams, something very princess-y" Alexandra explained, the old lady smiled.

"I think I have something that will fit you perfectly, and to think the dress arrived only last week" said Patricia as she walked to a big mahogany wardrobe in the far corner of the dressing room "One believes that you are fated to wear this dress on your wedding day, you will love it! Mary dear, help me with the dress" she said calling a young red-haired girl dressed in an uniform.

They both pulled out from the wardrobe what had to be the most beautiful wedding dress that Alexandra had ever seen, Patricia turned to Alexandra and smiled when she saw her startruck expression. Patricia laid the dress on a recliner so Alexandra could see it better.

"Ready to try it on?" she asked, a knowing smile on her face. Alexandra nodded moved inside one of the stalls.

Fifteen minutes later, lace and buttons all in place Alexandra walked out to the sitting room where Alfred and Angela were waiting. They both were immediately enraptured in Alexandra's dress. Alexandra smiled at them.

"Is it pretty?" she asked softly, Alfred stood a rare smile on his face.

"You haven't seen yourself in it?" he asked, she shook her head.

"What do you think Angela?" asked Alexandra addressing the other woman present.

"Stunning falls short as a way to describe it Miss Pennyworth" she said dutifully, Alexandra grinned at her, Patricia walked out of the dressing room followed by Mary.

"This way Alexandra" called Patricia standing in front of a full-length mirror; Alexandra took a deep breath before walking to stand next to Patricia.

Tears fell from her eyes, never in her life she could've foreseen that she would be standing wearing such a dress; it was perfect, glimmering slightly under the light Alexandra felt like a true Disney princess in that moment.

"Its perfect" she murmured, she turned to look at Alfred "I love it" she mouthed.

"Its yours then" Alfred said decidedly.

"Go to the back dear so we can box it up for you" Patricia said, Alexandra dried her tears and nodded.

"She might need help putting the dress on this Saturday Mrs. Adams" pointed out Alfred "and I'm sure you'd like to see the dress full with the hair and makeup for the occasion" he said pulling out a delicate white invite from his coat pocket, it was addressed to her.

"You knew she would find a dress here?" asked the old lady. Alfred just raised his eyebrows.

"You always seemed to know how to dress Mistress Martha for any occasion Patricia" he said, Patricia took the invite with a small smile.

"So you truly think she's the one?" she asked, Alfred gave her a look, the old woman laughed.


Bruce sighed as the young woman babbled about different types of cake, Alexandra seemed bored too, but she was trying to pay attention.

"That's the reason why chocolate cake is really not that good for weddings, although some clients do prefer a small chocolate cake just for show, another traditional cake is the Gotham Marble Cake, what makes this cake different from all other cakes is that the center of it is melted dark chocolate that spills like a waterfall once the cake is being cut" Bruce toned the woman out as she showed them pictures of the cake.

"It wont do" said Alexandra bringing his attention back "A dark cake wont do Miss Laurel, our color scheme revolves around pastels, a dark cake will throw off the entire thing" she said, the girl looked a bit put off, but then smiled.

"Then a rosette cake is the perfect thing for you!" she said, and started showing them pictures of different structured cakes.

"Miss Laurel, how about a cake with several floors and decorations done in fondant?" asked Alexandra, a hopeful tone in her voice.

"Oh yes! Why didn't I think of that before, Miss Pennyworth you're such an easy client to work with" she said beaming. She proceeded to take out another album from her purse and handed it to Alexandra, Bruce decided to take a peek of the pictures.

"Oh dear" Alexandra murmured under her breath, Bruce raised an eyebrow, it was a nice picture of cake but he couldn't understand the hype.

At the end that had been the chosen one, a silvery cake, seven tiers with fondant pearls and roses. Along with the cake they had decided on a candy corner for their wedding, complete with a chocolate fountain.


"Don't move Mr. Wayne" said his designer as he finished putting pins on his newest suit.

"Are you certain that it will be ready on Saturday?" Bruce asked, the designer, Marcus, snorted.

"Mr. Wayne never doubt me, I have never failed you before and I won't be one to fail you on your wedding day" Marcus said with a flourish, Bruce rolled his eyes. "All done Mr. Wayne, please be sure to check if you need fitting it in any other area"

Bruce examined his reflection on the mirror carefully, the suit looked nice, perfect even, but then that was a given considering that he had a personal designer.

"So the wedding will take place at the Cathedral and then the reception at the Wayne Gardens?" asked Alexandra, Bruce nodded and pulled her closer to him, they were on his bed after a long day.

"Alfred was very happy when I told him I was considering Wayne Gardens to be a location for the reception, he's been all week trying to make the place look great for the wedding, the gardens do overlook the manor, but the security will keep people from wondering" he said and then proceeded to kiss her.

"Thank you" she murmured against his lips, he flipped so he was on top of her.

"Whatever for?" he asked as he bent down to kiss her neck.

"For being you, for putting up with me for letting me love you" she said, Bruce's head shot up and he smiled at her, one of those rare smiles that he reserved only for her.

"You're most welcome my lady" he said and bent down again capturing her lips in a scorching kiss.


"It's almost time Miss Pennyworth" said Angela entering the room, Patricia was finishing tying the dress; Alexandra smiled at Angela who had been asked to be her maid of honor.

"Angela honestly I think we're past surnames, I mean you're the maid of honor at my wedding and only friend I've sort of made since moving to Gotham" Alexandra said, Angela smiled at her.

"Force of habit, Alexandra" said Angela; Alexandra grinned.

"Ready dear!" said Patricia, Alexandra twirled in her dress, and walked in front of the mirror, her hair had been done in a half up do adorned with small sparkling crystals, Patricia grabbed the small tiara that held the veil, Alexandra bowed and Patricia delicately put the small crown atop her head fixing the veil, Alexandra stood straight again and smiled.

"Thank you Mrs. Adams" she said, Patricia grinned at her.

"It's nothing dear, living long enough to see Bruce marry a sweet girl like you is enough for this old lady" she said, Alexandra nodded at her, there was a knock on the door and Angela moved to answer.

"The car is here" said Alfred as he entered, he stopped at the sight of Alexandra.

"You're just one proud father, aren't you Alfred?" asked Patricia with a knowing smile.

"The proudest of them all" said Alfred winking at Alexandra, a photographer walked in next snapping several photos of Alexandra and Alfred.


Bruce tugged on his sleeve as he waited; Lucius Fox, even though retired, had agreed to stand as his best man. They were waiting for Alexandra inside the cathedral; she was a bit late, an hour late to be exact. Lucius leaned to him.

"Are you sure this girl's not going to bail on you Bruce?" he asked with a sly grin, Bruce rolled his eyes.

"She wont" he answered surely, his eyes scanning the crowd for any known face, he had to double take when he saw Dick in the crowd, next to him a blonde girl who looked to be about his age. He was to ask Lucius about it but suddenly everyone stood.

A small girl in a white dress and a flower crown a top her head walked in throwing flower petals on the white carpet that had been laid on the cathedral she was followed by a small boy holding the rings, Bruce remembered Alexandra telling him something about Angela's niece and nephew, said woman walked next holding a small bouquet and wearing a pale pink dress, her short hair had been curled and it felt in soft waves around her face, she was too wearing a flower crown.

Then he saw her; she looked like some sort of fairytale princess, ethereal, beautiful, and otherworldly. Just like her. His breath got caught in his throat as she got closer to him, in that moment everyone around her became blurry for he only had eyes for her, the woman who had appeared one stormy night inside the remains of his family's old home, the woman who had showed him to live again, who didn't judge his decisions and supported every aspect of his life, there were truly no secrets between them.

Alfred gave her to him, she gave him a hug before looking at him, Bruce carefully removed the veil from her face, and she beamed up at him, her warm brown eyes looked impossibly bigger and wet with tears that were threatening to fall. She looked breathtaking; everything about her was mind-blowing. The priest started the ceremony. It was a lovely ceremony, vows were exchanged, and Alexandra even shed a few tears when Bruce was saying his vows. And when the time for the kiss came, Bruce grabbed Alexandra's face in his hands as if she was made of porcelain and could break and placed his lips softly on hers in a soft kiss.


Alfred smiled proudly as he saw Bruce and Alexandra dancing at the reception; she was sporting a dazed smile and kept her gaze locked with Bruce's, as if they were the only people in the room. He never thought he was going to see the day when Bruce was going to be completely smitten with a woman, the only thing it took was a woman from another universe altogether, it could've been worse. Alfred sipped a glass of champagne as Bruce and Alexandra continued dancing, Bruce truly deserved someone like her.