TITLE: A Wedding for Christmas

AUTHOR: LOTSlover

CHARACTERS: Batman / Wonder Woman

RATING: T

WARNINGS: Author Chooses Not to Use Warnings

DISCLAIMER: I love Justice League, but especially Batman and Wonder Woman. Unfortunately, I do not own the characters and, if I did, things would be much different for them.

SUMMARY: Sequel to An Amazon Wife for Christmas, Bruce and Diana get married on Christmas. BMWW Fluff/Fun.

A/N: Hope you enjoy a bit of Christmas BMWW Fluff! Working on a Wayne Family Chronicles Christmas one-shot at the moment as well as another Lazaretto update. Enjoy! :)

A Wedding for Christmas

Diana looked down at the large diamond engagement ring that adorned her left hand, admiring the large diamond with sapphires on either side of it. She didn't think she'd ever seen a more beautiful ring in her entire life and, best of all; it had been designed by Bruce. The fact that he had put so much thought into making sure her ring was perfect meant more to her than he knew.

She had never imagined that when she had sent Bruce on that scavenger hunt on Christmas day two years ago that her life would turn out like this. It was far better than anything that she had ever dreamed about sharing with him, always knowing in her heart that Bruce was the only one she would ever truly love whether he returned that love or not. Thankfully, he had chosen to show her that he loved her just as much.

Lifting her eyes from her ring to look out the window of her room, she could hardly believe that she was here or that the day had finally arrived. While everyone was home with family and friends still celebrating Christmas, she was marrying the man that she loved, had chosen to give her life to.

They'd gotten up early this morning to celebrate Christmas with Alfred, Tim, and Dick for a few hours before Bruce had abruptly whisked her away. He had insisted on planning their wedding, wanting to surprise her and she had been more than happy to let him. She had no clue where to start or how to even begin to plan a wedding. She had no preconceived notions, had never dreamed of ever marrying especially a man…at least that was until she had met Bruce.

The only thing that he had revealed was that they were going to be married on Christmas. It was a holiday that had come to mean so much to him again. Besides, it was the day that they had first gotten together, the time of year that he had proposed to her. She never knew that Bruce could be so sentimental, but it was a side of him that she found she loved.

Standing to her feet, Diana slowly roamed about the room that so familiar to her, doing her best to fight the flurry of nerves that had unexpectedly erupted in the pit of her stomach. She didn't know why she was so nervous. She was about to marry the man that she had given her heart and body to.

She carefully ran her fingers over her dress that she had picked out, sending up a silent prayer to Aphrodite that he would love it. The dress was simple, but beautiful and elegant in a classic way. It was ivory in color, strapless and fitted to her very feminine curves. Her curly raven locks were pulled up on the sides, the rest running like black liquid down to the middle of her back.

She couldn't help but wonder what Bruce was wearing or what he was doing at that moment. Was he feeling as nervous and anxious as she was? Was he reconsidering his decision to ask her to marry him?

Staring out the window, she could hardly believe it was really happening, but most of all she could hardly believe that she was here of all places in the world. She never dreamed her wedding would happen in this place, but it was absolutely perfect and exactly what she would have wanted, leaving her amazed at how well Bruce truly knew her.

"Are you ready to get this over with?"

Diana turned around at the sound of the all too familiar voice, a smile tugging at her lips in amusement with her brusque entrance. "I've been ready for this for over four years now, Artemis."

The Amazon rolled her eyes with a disapproving sigh, her hand falling to the hilt of her sword at her hip. "You're sure I can't talk you out of this?" she asked only to immediately change her mind. "Never mind, I take that back. I momentarily forgot who I was talking to. You're the most stubborn person in the world. Once your mind is made up, there is no changing it."

"If it's any conciliation, Bruce is just as bad as I am if not worse," Diana told her, running her fingers through her long hair one last time.

Artemis shook her head as she began to lead the Princess of the Amazons out of her bedroom, momentarily reminiscing on how much things had changed since the princess was a child. "Hera, your children will be absolutely impossible to deal with."

"I'll let you babysit when we come to visit with them someday," Diana teased her.

"I assure you I will find a way to not be available…like maybe killing myself," Artemis quipped.

"You'll be just fine, Artemis," Diana reassured her. "How's Bruce? No one has tried to kill him have they?"

"No, your mother sent out word that the mortal man was not to be touched for any reason," Artemis reassured her, "but last I saw Phillipus, she was sharpening all of her blades just in case he changed his mind about marrying you."

"Bruce isn't going to change his mind," Diana swore as her fears began to give way to what ifs. It only made her that much more nervous, causing her to bite her bottom lip.

Despite being together for two years now, Bruce still had his issues that he struggled with sometimes daily, but his nightmares had lessen considerably since she'd moved into the manor with him, giving her hope that maybe she was helping heal those broken parts of his soul that needed mending.

She knew it was going to be a long, arduous journey, but it was one that she was more than happy and willing to take with him.

Approaching the edge of the queen's private garden, Artemis directed her towards the beach where Diana saw her mother and Bruce waiting for her. The sun was beginning to set behind them, creating a beautiful backdrop with shades of oranges, pinks, and gold that seemed to dance across the water. It was incredible, but not as much as the sight of Bruce standing there waiting for her.

"Oh, Hera," Artemis said with a snort as she noticed the expression on the princess's face. "You are so pathetic."

"Talk to me again after you have fallen in love," Diana replied as she began to walk away, leaving the Amazon standing there.

Artemis couldn't help but smile slightly as she watched Diana walk towards her soul mate. Though she'd never verbalize it, she was happy that her friend had found a love like this. She just wished it was one that would last forever, but she had chosen a mortal to fall in love with. She internally cringed as she thought about the day the princess would come home alone, her love gone to Elysium. It was a day that she never wanted to see.

Diana felt as though she was walking through a beautiful dream as she approached her soon-to-be husband, her skirt gripped in one hand. He was dressed in tan linen pants and a long-sleeve, white button-down shirt with his sleeves rolled up. His eyes were fixed solely on her and nothing else, his gaze fully appreciating every inch of her as she came to stand before him.

He reached out to take her hands in his, Hippolyta completely forgotten as he stared into her blue eyes. "You look so beautiful," he softly told her, mesmerized by her.

"You look very handsome yourself," she softly replied, fighting back the nervous anticipation that still fluttered wildly in the pit of her stomach with the way that he was staring at her. He always managed to do this to her.

"I am still standing here so before either of you say or do something that will only embarrass all of us, let's get you two married," she told them, amusement lacing her voice.

Bruce watched as Diana's cheeks turned a warm shade of pink, adding to the radiant glow that already enveloped her as she averted her eyes. She was breathtaking and she was going to be all his for as long as he lived. It made him weak in the knees just thinking about it, how she had chosen him above all others.

He heard Hippolyta as she began the ceremony that would unite them as one, felt the satin ribbon as she slipped around his wrist, felt the warmth of the wind on his face and smelled the saltiness of the ocean. He felt the pounding of his heart as well as the love for this woman that was vibrating through his entire being.

But it wasn't until a goddess suddenly appeared in a burst of bright light that he became acutely aware that something was wrong.

Diana instantly bowed her head in the presence of the goddess standing next to her mother. "Lady Aphrodite."

"Diana, I have come with great joy as well as a heavy heart," Aphrodite announced. "First, I have come to personally bless your union with this man. I have watched you both from afar and know that your love is pure and true for one another.

"I am rejoicing that two halves of the same soul are finally coming together on this joyous day, but it is also with a sad heart that I must inform you that the gods require a price for you joining yourself to this mortal man."

"Whatever it is, I will pay it," Bruce immediately responded, his jaw tense with resolution.

"That is very noble of you, Bruce Wayne, but this is a price that only she can pay," Aphrodite replied, tipping her head towards Diana. "If Diana chooses to go through with this, she does so knowing that she is sacrificing her immortality."

"I'll do it," Diana readily said with great strength and determination.

"Diana, no!" Bruce growled, his anger flaring. "I can't let you do that."

"It is my choice and my immortality to lose," she calmly replied, turning to meet his penetrating gaze. "I will gladly pay the price if it means that I can be with you."

"I won't let you do this," Bruce heatedly ground out, turning his anger on Aphrodite. "There has to be another way, some other price that I can pay for her."

"I'm afraid there is not," Aphrodite sadly informed him. "The gods have spoken and this is what they have deemed necessary for their Champion."

"I can't do this…I'm sorry," Bruce firmly stated with a shake of his head as he began to untie the white ribbon from his wrist.

"Bruce…please, no!" Diana gasped, tears rolling down her cheeks. "They can have my immortality. All I want is you."

Staring into her tear-filled eyes, Bruce felt his heart shattering. He had finally found his life and now he was losing it all yet again. "I won't be the reason that you die…I can't. I love you too much to do that to you."

Diana watched with a breaking heart as Bruce turned his back on her, walking several feet away from her. He stopped along the shoreline, shoving his hands into his pants pockets as the water lapped at the sand at his feet. His posture was rigid with fury and anguish, but his head hung in defeat.

"I'm so sorry, my little sun and stars," Hippolyta whispered, her eyes brimming with tears.

Diana handed the ribbon over to her mother as she walked past her towards Bruce, more than determined to change his mind. Coming to stand behind him, she laid a tentative hand on his shoulder. He lifted his head only slightly, tilting it to the right in acknowledgement, but he still refused to turn around to face her. He couldn't.

"Bruce, you know that I would give my life for you," she softly began, her words choked with emotion and tears. "This…this is no different."

"I don't want you to die for me," he roughly replied, struggling with his own emotions that were threatening to tear him in two. "I don't care about my life, but yours…yours means absolutely everything to me, Princess. The thought of you no longer in the world—"

His voice abruptly broke off, too broken to continue and piercing Diana's heart. "I don't want to be a part of this world either if you're not in it," she confessed. "I'd give up so much more than just my immortality in order to be with you. I love you, Bruce Wayne. There's no one in this world that can have my heart because it's always been and always will be yours. You walking away from me…from us…that will kill me."

Bruce finally lifted his head, her words managing to ease a measure of the ache that had settled into his chest. He swiftly turned around, pulling her into his arms and burying his face in her raven hair in one fluid motion, holding onto her for dear life. He knew that he was probably crushing her, but he didn't care. He loved her and nothing could ever change that.

"I love you, Princess," he whispered into her hair. "I don't want to lose you."

"I love you too," she murmured, more than relieved.

After several long moments, Bruce finally released his hold on her, pulling back to look at her. Diana was stunned to find tears in his eyes. She cradled his face in her hands, kissing him and reassuring him of her love. Retreating, he pressed his forehead against hers, losing himself in the sweet moment, the blueness of her eyes and the taste of her still on his tongue.

"Still want to marry me?" he softly asked, his voice tentative.

"More than anything in this world," she replied with a soft smile.

Taking her by the hand, he led her back to where Hippolyta and Aphrodite were still patiently waiting for them. "I want you to know that I still don't like this," he bit out, glaring heatedly at Aphrodite as if all of this had solely been her fault.

The goddess merely smiled in response, knowing Bruce Wayne far better than he imagined. "I am in full agreement with you, but, unfortunately, my hands are tied in this matter. If I had my way, I'd grant you full immortality instead of taking Diana's, but I cannot. I will, however, guarantee you my full blessing on your union."

"That's a comfort," Bruce grumbled under his breath, obviously less than impressed with the goddess's reassurance.

"Bruce," Diana sharply reprimanded him with a frown. "Don't anger the goddess of love."

Hippolyta leaned in closer to Bruce, her lips curling into a smirk. "She's right, Bruce. She could make your honeymoon miserable and very uneventful for you…if you know what I mean."

"Can I please just marry her before Christmas is over?" Bruce snapped, his cheeks tinged pink with embarrassment with Hippolyta's insinuation.

Taking the white ribbon, Hippolyta bound Bruce and Diana together again, Aphrodite's hand coming to rest on top of their joined hands. The goddess recited a blessing in Greek, one that unexpectedly filled him with a sense of warmth that invaded his entire body.

It wasn't like she'd used magic to make him feel something for Diana that he hadn't before. He loved her just as much now as he had yesterday, maybe a little more because of the sacrifice that she had been willing to make for them to be together. It was more like he could actually feel just how much Diana truly loved him, the depth and strength of it overwhelming him and stealing his breath.

He could tell that Diana was experiencing the same feelings, sensing the enormity of his love for her. Tears were shining in her eyes as Aphrodite made the final pronouncement of their union, binding them together heart, body, and soul.

Without wasting any more time, Bruce pulled Diana to him with the ribbon, his lips meeting hers in a kiss filled with heated passion that could no longer be contained especially after what he had just felt from her. Neither noticed when Aphrodite disappeared with a proud smile gracing her face nor were they aware when Hippolyta silently excused herself, allowing them this time alone together.

Hippolyta paused near the trees that lined her private garden, Artemis there secretly watching the ceremony. Tears filled the queen's eyes as she watched them kiss, overjoyed and yet at the same time saddened by her daughter's mortality.

"May the gods bless and protect you both, my little sun and stars," Hippolyta whispered before turning to leave.

Bruce kissed her until the need to breathe became too difficult to ignore any longer. Breathing heavily, he tapped his commlink, his need for her surging through his veins like a powerful current. "J'onn, we could really use a sight to sight transport right now if it's at all possible."

J'onn chuckled softly in Bruce's ear before responding. "Coming right now, Batman, and congratulations to you both."

"Thank you, J'onn," Bruce replied before leaning in and kissing his new wife once more.

The couple disappeared in a bright shimmer of light only to reappear a moment later in a villa, the sound of the ocean continually crashing on the beach filling her ears. Diana looked around at their new surroundings, stunned by what she found.

"Where…where are we?" she asked, breathless from his kisses.

"A tiny island I bought off the coast of Greece that is about as close to Themyscira as we can get without being on the island itself," he told her, watching her face for her reaction to the news. "I bought it so that we could be close to your mother. Alfred, Dick and Tim can come along without having to break Themysciran law and you can still be near her."

"Bruce," Diana murmured, tears returning as she shook her head in stunned disbelief. "You didn't have to do that."

Untying the ribbon from their hands, he pulled her into his arms. "I wanted to," he reassured her, his lips curving. "It's your wedding gift. Besides, I can't guarantee that our children will all be girls."

Diana smiled in response despite the tear that had broken free to roll down her cheek. "I love you so much, Bruce."

"I know," he replied with a knowing smile. "I felt it on the beach."

"I felt your love too," she confessed, still more overwhelmed by the experience.

"You're about to feel even more of it," he told her as he began to kiss along her throat, "again and again and again."

Diana moaned as his teeth scraped across her pulse point, his lips latching onto her skin and sucking hard. Before she knew it, he had picked her up in his arms, carrying her to their bedroom. She wrapped her arms around his neck, her nose nuzzling his cheek.

He turned his head to kiss her, one that started out slow and sensual, but rapidly grew more desperate and passionate. Setting her down, they quickly began to undress one another, more than anxious to have nothing between them, to feel each other's skin against their own.

He kissed her as he picked up her up once more; laying her down on the waiting bed that had already been turned down for them. His name was intermingled with gasps and moans, words of love and cries of passion as he made love to his bride, both coming undone as one.

Holding her close after making love three more times that night, Bruce could scarcely believe that she was truly his now. Christmas had been the hardest day for him to endure ever since he'd lost his parents, but Diana had managed to change all of that for him.

Stroking her hair as sleep began to claim him; he found that he couldn't wait to see what next Christmas would bring to them.

TO BE CONTINUED…CHRISTMAS 2016