A/N: This chapter is going to be so exciting! I can't wait. I'm hoping it turns out how I want it to, but I guess we'll see.

P.S. If you are wondering what any of this stuff looks like included with the wedding, I actually made a board on Pinterest and if you just look up on Pinterest, AlwaysMoreMe, there should be a board titled Duce Wedding. Click on that and in the description of the pic will be a detail that was in the story to help jog the memory in case you forget or just over look that it might be the wedding dress or the veil.

P.P.S. Some of the ceremony is going to be out of order and I'm sorry, I've only been to one wedding lately and I can't find what I really want on YouTube or Google.

Thx!

AMM


~Diana's POV~

July 26

Shayera leads me to an empty bedroom in the manor that we had set up as my room to get ready in. The room where I would put on my dress, apply my makeup, do my hair, all for my wedding.

"You are one lucky girl. To get all this!" Shayera gestures to the room, but I know she's talking about the wealth.

"Shay, that's not why I'm marrying him" I gently chide.

"I know, I know, but this is definitely a bonus," I just nod my head.

Shayera steps behind me with a curling iron and begins curling my hair in loose curls when a knock sounds on the door.

"Who is it?" Shayera shouts as she continues curling my hair.

"It's Bruce," my heart leaps at his voice and my pulse begins to race. "I'm hoping she's not in her dress yet, there's something I want to give her."

Before Shayera has the chance to do anything I'm up and out of my chair and going to the door. I open the door to Bruce.

He gives me a small smile then looks to Shayera.

"Just a few minutes, I still need to get ready myself." Bruce says. Shayera nods and leaves the room.

I realize Bruce has his left hand behind his back. I raise an eyebrow. He leads me to the open spot on the bed, next to the makeup and hair accessories. He sits next to me and brings his hand around, showing me a small box. An old box, but when he opens it, there's nothing but something beautiful inside.

"These were my mothers. She wore them on her wedding day." Bruce looks happy, yet sad. There's a small and gentle smile on his face, but sadness in his eyes. "It would mean a lot to me if you wore them." All I can do is nod my head. I turn my back to Bruce and he puts a gorgeous pearl and diamond necklace around my neck. I touch my neck gently, and even though it wasn't time to put on jewelry, I knew I would only take it off in fear of damaging such a beautiful thing or tonight, when I was ready to go to bed.

"Bruce, I'm so honored." I turn back to him and see a few tears lingering in his eyes. He tries to blink them away, but I don't see them disappear from his attempts.

"Those were the pearls around my mothers neck when she was shot. Mom loved that necklace. I hope you love it just as much, I only hope it doesn't happen to have some kind of bad luck." I feel tears collect in my eyes, and then I pull Bruce to me, careful of the necklace. When Shayera knocks at the door, Bruce pulls away, no trace of teary eyes anywhere. He stands then opens the box again.

"There's matching earrings as well, if you would like to wear them."

"Thank you Bruce. It means so much to me that you trust me with something so precious to you." He presses a kiss to my forehead as Shayera lets herself into the room and then Bruce pulls away, pressing the box into my hand and leaving without looking back.

"Those are pretty! Where'd he get them?" Shayera asks, immediately noticing the necklace and earrings in my hand.

"His mother," is all I say in answer. Shayera drops the subject afterwards. I place the box on the dresser in front of me and Shayera continues to do my hair.

~Bruce's POV~

I knew I'd always wanted to give something that meant so much to me and something that I loved and cherished to Diana. When I was with any other person for more then a night or weekend, I could never bare the thought of giving them something so precious to me. I could never see them staying longing enough for the decision to be made to give them the necklace or earrings.

I'm glad Diana seems to treasure them just as much as I do and she looked the lovely with the necklace on and surely will with the earrings. For a moment, she reminded me of mom. Mom and Diana are so similar when I really think about it. They both had big hearts and loved everyone they met and were loved in return. It was impossible not to like and to love them. They'd accept you for who you are and try to look past anything that could hide your true self from them.

I enter the room that I was preparing for the wedding in and soon Alfred enters after me,

"So, you gave her Mistress Martha's wedding jewelry?" He asks, placing the hangar with my tux on the back of the door.

"Should I not have?" I ask, confused.

"Of course not! I think it's wonderful you gave those to Mistress Diana. And I must say, they will look lovely with her dress." I let out a small sigh of relief; afraid they wouldn't have matched well.

"Now go take a quick shower," Alfred says, shoving me to the door. I leave the room and enter the bathroom next door, taking a quick shower. I only think of Diana as I go through the motions of cleaning myself.

My heart leaps and my pulse quickens whenever I think of being married to Diana by the end of the night. I feel my heart come to life with a new energy as I think about the love we share, and the life we will have.

My heart then grows heavy when I think of her not staying with me when I'm old. Who will love an old man? Who would love a brooding man like I am now? Diana will surely leave due to my stubbornness or my anger or just the fact that it's hard to love someone old when she'll still look just as young and beautiful as she does now.

I try to shake that thought away, not liking the mood it's carried me into, but I can't. I go back to thinking of Diana, what her wedding dress might look like and how I know she'll be beautiful. I continue these thoughts as I step out of the shower and wrap the towel around my waist. I spritz a light mist of cologne on myself and put some deodorant on then put my dirty laundry in the hamper and leave the room.

I've managed to chase away the sorrowful thought of Diana forever being immortal and leaving me eventually, whether or not it has anything to do with age, but it remains in the back of my mind. It's in a corner that is just out of my reach so I can't get rid of it and make it go away. If it were a person, it would be sticking its tongue out at me and laughing in my face as I try and will the thought to go away.

I'm now in a wonderful mood, not, as I walk back over into the bedroom, quickly sliding on the pair of boxers, not realizing it was one of the pairs given to me at the bachelor/bachelorette parties until I already had my tux pants almost all the way on.

Their light gray and they say Groom across the waistband and 'Under New Management 7/26 (Idk what year so you think up a year number to put there, preferably in the 2000s to keep it realistic with the story)' in more blue letters.

I softly chuckle to myself and shake my head when Alfred comes in with a simple black belt.

"I forgot to grab you one of these," he explains.

I just nod. He hands me my white shirt. I slip that on and tuck it into my pants before pulling the belt through its loops and securing it tightly in front. Next, Alfred hands me the cream/ivory colored vest, then my black suit jacket and the single red rose to go on the lapel of my suit along with the matching in red handkerchief to go in the front pocket.

Alfred adjusts the rose and the handkerchief then he fixes my hair and puts a little gel in it to keep it that way.

Alfred deems me ready and then sends me to go get ready to marry the woman of my dreams, he had to go to her to help get her ready.

"Tell her I said hi," I say as I leave the room. I hear Alfred chuckle but say nothing as he closes the bedroom door and leaves in the opposite direction.

~Diana's POV~

"Diana, you look," Shayera pauses as she stares at my reflection in the mirror. "You look gorgeous. I can't even begin to explain." I blush slightly, though I don't disagree with her words. Shayera, Lois, Helena, and I had all gone dress shopping together. Helena and Lois helped choose the brides maid dresses; Shayera had chosen her maid of honor dress, and then when they had all decided on their dresses, we looked for mine.

Even though this wasn't a Greek themed wedding or a wedding symbolizing anything but totally rebellion against everything I was taught, I still wanted a Greek styled wedding dress. We'd looked through quite a few, landing on 2 at the end. The first one had one sleeve, a silky material with a sash tied around my waist with a diamond-encrusted flower in the center of the sash as well as on the top of the sleeve, on the shoulder.

The second one had technically two sleeves, but there were two spaghetti straps on each shoulder. One strap went over my shoulder and then came back up to connect with the side of my dress, by my underarm. The second strap went down to the low back. This dress had a lacy top that had a sash around the middle once more, though there was no bow on the back. It was a little simpler then the other one, but it was the one I wanted so it was what I went with.

I wore simple white heels with a strap going across my toes and then three pearls straps wrapping around my ankle.

I got both my fingers and toes done yesterday, a white color on both. My fingers had a silver floral design stamped on them and my toes had a small jewel in the center. Shayera, also being the hairstylist she was, did my hair in a Greek-like style to match my dress. She did intricate braids with the two front sections, pulling them back and then putting it into an elegant bun along with a beautiful silver flower/leaf-like hair accessory above the bun. It was simple, yet elegant and I loved it.

I slipped Martha Wayne's earrings into my ears, admiring them and realizing how coincidentally well they went with my dress. I grab the ring I plan to give to Bruce and hand to Shayera who will be holding it for me until it is time to give it to Bruce.

I looked to Shayera, admiring the red dress she had picked to go with the red theme I'd decided on for the wedding since red was one of my favorite colors, plus it was romantic and Bruce always looked so good in red.

Shayera looked in the mirror at herself, slightly turning to admire the low back of her red dress.

Shayera's dress was a beautiful shade of red with a low back and designs all over the bodice and sleeves of the dress. She also had jewels running across her stomach on the dress. She had on red heels that had two intercrossing straps going across her toes and then a strap running up her foot to connect with the straps wrapping around her ankle. I had quickly done her hair before slipping into my dress, pulling it back with a little bump on the top so it didn't look flat and taking the curling iron to curl a few pieces before pinning it up and adding a small jeweled flower to her hair to match mine.

Lois came dashing into the room carrying bouquets and to grab Shayera, though I think she mostly just wanted to see my dress again.

Lois is in a knee length red dress that is V-shaped in the back with small sleeves and a tight top section till her waist where it elegantly fans out. Helena's dresses will match though they all have different hairstyles and shoes. Lois's hair is halfway pulled back and twisted over and around the ponytails holding her hair the way it is while letting her hair fall in curls down her back.

She too has red heels on, but the straps are zigzagging across the top of her foot.

"Diana, you look gorgeous!" She says before walking over to me and pulling her hand from behind her back. There, on her ring finger, sits a simply beautiful diamond and a silver band. "You're not the only one getting married now!" Shayera comes over and grabs her hand to look at the ring.

"You lucky bitches!" She says, though we don't take offense to her language, knowing she was just jealous. "I don't think John has even considered marrying me!" Lois then pulls off the ring and inscribed on it was the words, 'My Kryptonite' "He explained that I'm his only real weakness, something he could never consider living without."

I pull Lois in for a hug then Shayera joins in. "I'm so happy for you," I tell her. "I'm so happy for both you and Clark." I hear Shayera mumble an "mm hmm," and Lois whispers a thank you. Then we hear the door open, pulling apart with Lois and Shayera stepping quickly in front of me in case it's Bruce.

"Don't worry ladies," I hear Alfred say as Lois and Shayera step away from me. "I brought your veil, Mistress Diana." I had almost forgot about the veil as Alfred steps forward, gently unfolding a sheer piece of fabric. He brings the clip to my hair and gently slides it in, arranging the hair around it. I notice the little jewels at the end and am relieved I decided on having them placed on the end of the veil at the last moment.

"Mistress Diana, Master Bruce is ready to exchange his gift with you if you are ready yourself." I nod, grabbing my gift for Bruce and my bouquet and leave the room with Alfred trailing behind me, carrying my veil.

When we step outside Bruce is standing to the side, talking with Clark. I shriek and turn away.

I hear Clark talking to Bruce. "Lets move you over here so you don't come that close to seeing her again before you're supposed to."

"Sorry Mistress Diana. I had no clue Master Bruce was standing there." Alfred apologizes, turning me back around and taking me to a corner of the manor. I see Clark standing on the other side, which only leads me to believe that Bruce is over there as well. I stand by the other corner, handing my bouquet to Lois as she comes to stand by Clark.

One of the gifts I got Bruce is scandalous, I know that, but I let Clark, Lois, and Alfred watch us exchange the gifts especially since Clark agreed to be the cameraman for the wedding.

A hand comes around the side of Manor and I grab the gift and hand mine to Bruce. It's a mahogany red box with silver ribbon, which I carefully pull to undo. I drop the ribbon to the ground, telling myself to remember to pick it up once I'm done. I remove the lid from the box and am surprised to find so many things inside. I put the lid under the box and pull out the first thing on top. There, on top, is a letter. I bend over to place the box on the ground. On the letter, it addresses, 'To Future Mrs. Wayne' my heart speeds up slightly and I gently tear open the envelope and unfold the letter.

Dear Diana, my one true love, my Princess,

I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you. I will love you no matter what and will hope that I never drive you to the point of insanity with my stubbornness and my dark heart that has only just begun to see the light again. All thanks to you. I feel joy and I feel happy. I feel loved and I want to bask in your beautiful soul for as long as I live. I love you Princess and from this day forward, I promise to love you with everything I have and everything I am.

Yours truly,

Bruce

I feel tears collect in my eyes, but will myself not to cry and ruin my makeup. I gently fold the letter back up and put it back in the envelope. I bend over, placing the letter back in the box and pulling out the next thing.

"A deck of cards?" I murmur to myself. I hear Bruce chuckle. I pull out the key ring with hole-punched cards sliding around on it and carefully pull the cards apart.

You love everyone, no matter what-Queen of Hearts

You know how to make anyone laugh-Jack

I loved you from the moment I first saw you-Ace

I look to Alfred. "How many cards in a deck?"

"52," he replies, smiling. "He wrote 52 reasons why he loves you and put them on a deck of his fathers playing cards."

"These are Thomas Wayne's?" I ask in disbelief.

"Yes, Princess," I hear Bruce answer. "Look on the back of the cards. His initials are on them." Sure enough when I flip the card over, there is a TW in the center of the card and 'Thomas Wayne' written on both ends.

The tears come back but I force them away once more.

I bend down and place the cards back in the box and take out the next thing. There is a bunch of rubber-banded letters that I pick out next. I take off the rubber band and read the titles.

Open when we have our first fight

Open when it's our 1 year anniversary (I know they didn't do that in Proof Bruce is Happy but they got something better)

Open when we have our first child

My heart stops at the thought of Bruce wanting children with me. I get giddy as I continue reading and realize he doesn't want just 1.

Open when you miss me

Open when we have our second child

Open when our kids "leave the nest"

Open when we retire

The last one saddens me. The smile falls from my face. I know Bruce well enough to know he had thought of this when he wrote these letters. I will most likely never retire. I won't grow old and weak. I will stay as I am due to my immortality. Tears come to my eyes, but this time, I can't fight them back down. Two tears sneak out and run down my cheeks. Alfred quickly grabs his handkerchief from his suit pocket and dabs away my tears. I smile softly at him then show him the letter shaking my head.

A sad look comes to Alfred's eyes as he stares at the letters Open when we retire.

He gives me a small smile and pats my hand. I put the rubber band back around the letters then pull out the last thing in the box before placing the letters inside. I pull out a scrapbook/picture album. Inside the front cover is the date we met. The next page is our first news headline article as Batman and Wonder Woman and underneath that are out first news headline article as Bruce and Diana. Underneath that is a movie stub and a wine list from the movie and restaurant we went to on our first date. On the next page, there are pictures of us from the time I had first moved into the mansion-when we started dating-to the time when I had gotten a severe head injury from Joker soon followed by a picture of me showing the camera my engagement ring as Bruce kisses my cheek and my eyes sparkle with excitement.

Then there are pictures that Alfred or Bruce snapped when we were planning the wedding and then there are empty pages. Only the page after our wedding planning photos has words on it. 'Bruce and Diana Wayne's Wedding 7/26/(insert year).'

I know Bruce isn't crafty, but I'm not going to tease him about it because it's the thought that counts.

"Bruce," I say.

"Yes, Princess," he quietly replies.

"I love the gifts. Thank you,"

"I'm glad, Princess. I love mine as well."

That made me happy. I had given Bruce a black book as a joke. I had a couple pictures in there with me in his shirts and short shorts that look like they could be underwear, me in a bikini, things like that. No lingerie photos…. yet, but I wouldn't mind changing that eventually.

I also gave him a pair of cufflinks that say 7/26/(insert year) on them.

"Bruce," I whisper around the corner of the manor.

"Mmm," he replies, putting his stuff back in the box.

"Check the inside of both your vest and your jacket." I peer around the corner of the manor and watch Bruce unbutton both his jacket and vest he peers into both of them and along the stitching on both, it says 'Mr. and Mrs. Wayne 7/26/(insert year)'

"Princess, I'm never getting rid of either of these fur sure now. Wasn't planning on it in the first place, but now there's not a chance I would." I smile, happy with myself when someone's hands suddenly cover my eyes.

"Can you see anything, Mistress Diana?" Alfred asks.

"No?" I'm so confused. Then I hear Clark asking Bruce the same thing. Bruce sounds a little more irritated then I do, but it clicks what we're supposed to be doing. I lean forward and I feel lips press against my... cheek. Bruce chuckles then my head is pulled back and I lean forward again, this time meeting Bruce lips.

He gives me a simple kiss, nothing but our lips, but he applies firm pressure, making me wish we could go further. Bruce pulls away when I make a small, impatient noise, and chuckles, telling Alfred to move me back to my side of the corner.

Alfred removes my hands once I'm out of view then I bend over to cover up my gift and pick up the ribbon before heading back inside to prepare for the ceremony. Lois and Alfred follow behind me, Lois carrying my bouquet and Alfred carrying the train of my veil.

I hear someone announce for everyone-everyone meaning Clark, Barbara, who invited her father and I appreciate that Jim will be there, even though he doesn't know Bruce is Batman, he still is a friend of Bruce's. Zatanna and Dinah will also be there because they decided not to be apart of the bridal party even though they wore Bridesmaid sunglasses to the Bachelorette Party. They backed out last minute, sadly. John, Wally, and J'onn are also out there as the crowd, Bruce asking Alfred to be the best man. Alfred agreed of course. He will just go to stand by Bruce's side after he walks me down the aisle.

The Procession of the Wedding….

I peek through a window next to the back doors of the Wayne Manor. I see everyone take their seats as Bruce walks down the aisle, awaiting my arrival. Shayera comes up to me and gently squeezes my shoulders. Then she pulls me away from the window as Bruce faces towards the manor under the wooden beams that stand for a wedding arch.

Shayera pulls my veil over my face, arranging the veil in front and in back to lie gently, not disturbing any of my outfit. Then Lois rushes in, giving us both our bouquets back from when we gave them to her earlier. She squeals and grabs my hand, jumping up and down slightly before pulling away and standing at the door as we hear the music start.

Thousand Years by Christina Perri starts. We made sure the girls were down the aisle by the time the chorus started when we practiced yesterday evening when Bruce had gone to pick up his tux.

There is a man who shakes Bruce's hand when he gets to the end of the aisle and I recognize him as the man I saw in Martha and Thomas Wayne's Wedding pictures, wedding them in private just as Bruce and I are today. It was later explained to me that they didn't want a big wedding and they didn't want paparazzi everywhere. Though, I'm not sure where it is they got married. I'm not familiar with the background.

The girls line up next to me and as Christina's voice begins to sing, the girls begin down the aisle. First, Helena, then Lois, Shayera is next, walking down to the bridge of the chorus.

"I have died, every day, waiting for you," I sing to myself as I step through the doors and everyone stands. I lower my head slightly, blushing a little as everyone looks at me. I see a flash and then a beep and that's when Alfred leads me forwards. I bring my head up and my eyes immediately meet Bruce's. I pass everyone, not noticing the video camera or the pictures Clark was taking. I probably wouldn't have noticed if all of the worst villains Bruce and I have ever fought burst into the back yard. All I can focus on was the intensity of Bruce's gaze on my and the way my heart sped up and how our future together seemed to suddenly flash before my eyes. Alfred leads me to Bruce before departing me to go to Bruce's side.

"I'll love you for a thousand more," I sing aloud once more, this time to Bruce.

Bruce's lips turn up in the corners as he brings his hands to my face to move my veil from over my face. I turn and hand my bouquet to Shayera and she passes it back to Lois behind her so she can continue holding my ring for Bruce.

"Dearly Beloved, we are gathered here today in the presence of these witnesses, to join Bruce and Diana in matrimony commended to be honorable among all; and therefore is not to be entered into lightly but reverently, passionately, lovingly and solemnly. Into this - these two persons present now come to be joined. If any person can show just cause why they may not be joined together - let them speak now or forever hold their peace."

Bruce takes both of my hands as the priest starts the ceremony. "Dearly Beloved, we are gathered here today in the presence of these witnesses, to join Bruce and Diana in matrimony commended to be honorable among all; and therefore is not to be entered into lightly but reverently, passionately, lovingly and solemnly. Into this - these two persons present now come to be joined. If any person can show just cause why they may not be joined together - let them speak now or forever hold their peace."

I look to Bruce's eyes and see a quick sense of fear flash through them till no objection is heard and the priest continues.

"Who supports this couple in their marriage?" Alfred steps around Bruce with his hand raised.

"I support the marriage of this couple," He says proudly before stepping back to be by Bruce's side.

"This marriage is a serious covenant made before God and before all of us as witnesses. In acknowledgment of its Holy Purpose and the power of the occasion, let us pray.

"God of Love, who gives us the longing for, and capability of loving, we give you thanks for Bruce and Diana, for their open hearts and willing spirits, and for the example of love that they embody here in our presence. Be with them on this joyous occasion of showing their love and making their vows; and be with us, their witnesses, that we may all be changed by what is said and witnessed here." I squeeze Bruce's hands lightly, a small but very joyous smile coming to my lips.

"Now, for the exchanging of vows," the Priest states. I look to Bruce as he begins his.

"I take you to be my partner for life, I promise above all else to live in truth with you, and to communicate fully and fearlessly, I give you my hand and my heart as a sanctuary of warmth and peace and pledge my love, devotion, faith and honor as I join my life to yours.

"On this day, I give you my heart, my promise, that I will walk with you, hand in hand, wherever our journey leads us, living, learning, loving, together, forever.

"You know me better than anyone else in this world and somehow still, you manage to love me. You are my best friend and one true love. There is still a part of me today that cannot believe that I'm the one who gets to marry you.

"I promise to encourage you compassion, because that is what makes you unique and wonderful. I promise to nurture your dreams, because through them you soul shines. I promise to help shoulder your challenges, for there is nothing we cannot face if we stand together. I promise to be your partner in all things, not just possessing you, but working with you as a part of a whole. Lastly, I promise to you, perfect love and perfect trust, for one lifetime with you could never be enough. This is my sacred vow to you, my equal in all things" I smile at him, touched by his words, hoping Clark caught that on camera for I will play it to myself all the time.

"Bruce Thomas Wayne," I start. I watch a small blush shade his cheeks. "I say these vows not only as promises but as privileges: I get to laugh with you and cry with you: care for you and share with you. I get to run with you and walk with you, build with you and live with you.

"I vow to be faithful in sickness and in health, during the times of want and plenty. I will encourage you to grow and change yet stay the same stubborn self you are. I vow to be your family in distance and in closeness, in sorrow and in triumph. I will build a life with you. I vow to laugh with you in good times and to solace you when you are downhearted. I will come to mutual decisions with you. I've seen your kindness that you say is not there and your strength. I've seen you patient and your patience frayed. You are my favorite person, and I choose you to be my partner in life. I vow to take you as my husband. My heart is yours."

I see happiness gleam in Bruce's eyes but I also see warring emotions. I know his strategic mind is trying to decipher why I could love him, but it's fighting with his heart that just wants to love for once.

"Now, we will exchange the rings. Bruce?"

Bruce turns to Alfred and takes the ring. He turns around to me and slips the ring on my finger, saying, "I, Bruce, give you, Diana, this ring as an eternal symbol of my love and commitment to you." A hand comes to my chest and I turn away, saying to myself though it's loud enough for other people to hear.

"My gods, this ring is beautiful too." I hear Bruce and the rest of the congregation chuckle and laugh. I turn back to Bruce before turning around to take my ring from Shayera. I turn back to Bruce with a polished sterling silver ring for Bruce.

"I, Diana, give you, Bruce, this ring as an eternal symbol of my love and commitment to you." I take the ring and slide it on to his finger.

"Do you, Bruce, take Diana to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, till death do you part?"

"I do," my heart leaps.

"And do you, Diana, take Bruce to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, till death do you part?"

"I do," I say, nodding my head.

"Then, May your mornings bring joy and your evenings bring peace. May your troubles grow few as your blessings increase. May the saddest day of your future. Be no worse than the happiest day of your past. May your hands be forever clasped in friendship and your hearts joined forever in love. Your lives are very special; God has touched you in many ways. May his blessings rest upon you and fill all your coming days.
Amen."

I feel Bruce squeeze my hands as we start getting excited, knowing what comes next.

"By the power vested in me by the State of New York, (I believe that is where Gotham City is since before it was called Gotham, they literally called it New York city) I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride."

Bruce reaches for me, picking me up by the waist when our lips touch and he swings me around, and though my dress wraps around his ankle, Alfred manages to swing it around us before Bruce has the chance to put me back on the ground. When Bruce does put me back down, he pulls away before leaning back in for a chaste kiss. Then another chaste kiss then we break apart for good, or at least for now.

He pulls me to his side and kisses my forehead as Shayera gives me my bouquet and I plaster a huge smile on my face as Clark snaps a picture of us.

"I present to you Mr. and Mrs. Wayne." I hear the preacher announce behind us.

Yay!


A/N: Ok, the reception is next, will probably be a short story and then the first night as a wedding couple and you guys know what that'll mean! Lemons! And they will most likely get more and more explicit and sexy and smutty as we go since Diana will get more and more comfortable with it.

Thx!

AMS