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Phoebe laughed out loud at her frantic questions. 'Well there's a lot I need to tell you, I need to you to calm down so I can explain it all, because believe me it'll take a lot of explaining.' When Phoebe had finished explaining her new life and what had happened, she waited for Sophie's reaction, which she guessed would be hyper and happy and was surprised when all she heard on the other end of the phone was Sophie's excited 'Oh My God' and a hefty thud as she hit the floor.

Flash forward 3 months

Phoebe sat at the lavish white dressing table, jars of blusher, trays of eye shadow and mounds of lipsticks littering the table top, all looking at her as if begging her to try that shade for her big day. Sighing she looked at herself in the mirror watching Sophie fussing and rushing around rearranging the four bouquets on the main table, making sure the white petals of the roses weren't wilting, and shouting down the phone to her boyfriend Max who was organising the music in the small, hopefully unknown venue, Emily was crouched on the floor, still in her jeans surrounded by several high tech looking cameras and around ten rolls of film still in their boxes, Issy was moving some final pieces of her long dark curls into its pretty up do and sealing it in place with diamante flower hairgrips, and finally back to herself, seeing herself as an unmarried woman for the last time, her big dark eyes sparkled with excitement and nerves, her cheeks turned pink as she thought about her day.

'There all done! You look beautiful Phoebe! Just you make up now.' Issy said as she handed Phoebe a mirror to check the back of her hair in, before bending to check her own long red hair in the mirror. Phoebe spun around on her chair to thank Issy, before the redhead hugged her and strode off to change into her bridesmaid dress, hanging up on the door along with Sophie and Emily's. Sophie appeared at Phoebe's side dragging a chair with her, ready to start applying Phoebe's make up for her, she had small held back tears pearling in the corner of her eye as she brushed a light layer of foundation to her pale skin.

'You, uh, you ready?' stuttered Sophie, tears choking her voice up, making Phoebe smile.

'Yeah Soph, I'm ready. You look more unsure than I am, you know I'm going to be fine, he'll look after me, stop worrying.' Phoebe reassured her placing a hand gently on her shoulder careful to avoid jogging Sophie's path of makeup.

Sophie nodded and sniffed clearing her head of the soppy thoughts. 'So, has he told you his real Identity? I mean, you have to find out, you're getting married how can you not?'

Phoebe just smiled as she stood from her stool as Sophie had finished and changed into her dress. 'Someday I'll find out Soph, but for now, I think it's safer for us both if I don't you know? And after all, it was the man in the mask I fell in love with.' Sophie just nodded and the girls prepared themselves to walk into the hotel room where the small, personal congregation was waiting for the wedding to start.

Phoebe looked from Alfred, who was officiating the small service, to Batman, who was holding her hand lightly in his and repeating the words leaving the old butler's mouth, his eyes never leaving hers, almost sucking her into his passionately deep dark eyes, a beautiful diamond encrusted wedding band held between in fingers of his spare hand. Almost without hearing his words, she watched his mouth repeat the words 'I do' a burning warmth flowing through her heart.

'I now pronounce you, man and wife, you may kiss the bride.' Alfred announced a warm smile lighting up his kind, old face.

Batman grinned and took Phoebe's hand sliding the ring onto her finger, and held the tips of her fingers looking at the ring on her finger, claiming her as his. He looked back up into Phoebe's expectant eyes and, smirked, pulling her towards him in a tight embrace, fastening his lips onto hers in a breath taking kiss. Pulling away he whispered in her ear, his voice husky with desire 'I love you'

'Phoebe, Batman, smile for me' Emily called as she crouched snapping wedding photographs of the happy couple, trying not to drape her lemon bridesmaid dress on the dirty floor. Phoebe, turned to face Batman again for the second time that afternoon, smiling the happiest smile she'd ever had, the snapping of the camera's lens continuing taking photographs of the pair. Batman, smiled down at her petite figure and wrapped his arm around her waist pulling her against him and bent his head to kiss her lips, the soft flesh of his mouth attacking hers, gently running his tongue over her lip she opened her mouth allowing him access and letting out a small groan of pleasure as she squeezed her eyes closed, hoping to keep the moment alive, relishing the feel of his body against hers and the warm summer wind stirring her hair slightly.

'They're such a beautiful couple aren't they?' Commissioner Gordon whispered to Issy, Lucius Fox and Alfred, who were standing close to him, watching the goings on. As low as the whisper was it hit Phoebe's ears and it made her feel special, turning her head in their direction and smiling in thanks.

Phoebe laid her head on batman's chest as he held her close to him with one arm and held her hand with the other swaying the soft slow music engulfing the dance floor and the numerous dancing couples. The light chiffon of her white wedding dress floating with her movement, his body hard and warm against her. Looking over Batman's shoulder she watched her family and friends dancing at chit chatting happily around the ball room of the hotel, Sophie and Max swaying along to the music like them, a half empty glass of rose champagne dangling from her hand, Issy dancing with one of Gordon's detectives and Emily stood at the bar, taking photos of the people around her.

'Are you ok baby?' Batman husked in her ear, looking at her weary face, 'Are you tired? Want to sit down?' Nodding gratefully, she let herself be lead away from the dance floor by the hand as Batman found a seat and sat down pulling her down on top of his lap and nodding to a waiter who had placed two glasses of champagne on the table in front of them.

'You look stunning you know that?' he growled, placing kisses on her exposed shoulders, his left hand cradling her close to his chest, the other playing with the loose ties of her dress that hung down her back. Phoebe picked up her glass of champagne and sipped the bubbly pink liquid, giggling as a few of the bubble went up her nose popping and tickling her. Batman groaned in her ear and she turned to face him, 'Please don't move like that love, I won't be able to control myself.' Her eyes widened in realisation of what he meant as he reached up at kissed her franticly before pulling away and casting a look around the room before whispering, 'You want to get out of here? I love that dress on you, but it'd look much better on the floor.' He grinned naughtily, leading along by her hand. Phoebe laughed following him saying, 'Oh man, that was lame! But I agree!'