Here comes the bride.

Jason and Ivy had been an unlikely pair; she could kill him with a touch and he could infuriate her with a word. No one would ever have guessed that they might actually like each other, or maybe even…

Ivy left Jason, Jason pushed Ivy away; nobody has the story straight, but when the two finally come face to face, they realize that the only thing holding them back had been each other's own stubbornness. And just in time, too, the wedding march is beginning.

"Stop fidgeting." Harley smacked Dick's hand away from his tie and retightened it. All of the wedding party minus Bruce were gathered in a sectioned off area of the wedding tent, waiting for Alfred to come back and tell them it was time to go.

"I'm sorry," Dick hissed, tugging at his sleeves. He took a deep breath and smiled at her gently. "You look absolutely incredible," he breathed, adjusting the acrobat necklace at her collarbone.

"You can't say that when the bride is right behind you." She grinned.

"Hey Dick," Steph appeared at his elbow, "did you really say Barbara's name in bed?" She winked at Harley before sauntering back to Tim.

"Stephanie," Harley hissed. Dick looked shocked, before his face went red.

"You- what am I talking about, of course you told them. I told them-" he turned around and Steph smacked him in the face. He cried out and grabbed his cheek, staring at her. "Steph!" he hissed, and Selina shushed him furiously. Steph grinned.

"Sorry, she clearly hadn't done it. I got your back, Sis," she winked, punching Dick in the arm. He winced, rubbing his arm where she'd hit. Barbara wouldn't even look at him, standing quietly beside Clark.

"They… worked it out of me. Sorry." Harley gave him a pitying look. "I'd suggest staying away from Ivy too." Dick glanced nervously at her, tugging at his collar and loosening his tie again. "Stop it." She fixed his tie again and looked up at him. "Barbara," Barbara jumped at her name, "get over here so we can work this out, okay?" She reluctantly walked over. "Now does anyone have anything to say about the situation?"

"I don't have anything to say," she looked down, fidgeting with the locket around her neck. Dick's eyes widened, and she tore it off of her neck, hiding it behind her back.

"I don't either," he muttered, looking away from her. "Harley, I really don't think this is necessary," he smiled, laughing a bit. Barbara nodded in agreement.

"Yes it is." Harley swatted Barbara's arm and grabbed the locket. She raised her eyebrows as she held it up, waiting.

"He-"

"-I-"

They laughed a little as they started talking at once.

"It's stupid," Barbara blushed. "I wear it all the time, and I didn't even think about it- I should have thrown it away a long time ago-"

"-Hey!" Dick cried in offense, but then looked down.

"He gave it to me when he was, like, twelve…" she sighed. "From some stupid fifty-cent machine. I've worn it ever since, and I didn't even think about it, it was just a stupid thing- I thought it looked good with the dress!"

"Then why are you two acting so awkward about this?" Harley looked between them, giving Barbara the locket back. "I am about ready to sic Steph or Ivy on you guys, seriously. What is going on? I know you two are still close, and I'm trying not to be the jealous girlfriend, but it feels an awful lot like this wedding has gotten you two all twisted up." Harley refrained from touching her own necklace, trying to keep her face diplomatic. "Do you two need to work something out?"

"No," they answered in unison. Dick's voice was firm, and Barbara's unwavering. Harley glared at them.

"Okay," she took a deep breath. "You-" she jabbed her finger at Dick, "said her-" she pointed at Barbara, "name while with your fiancée, and you are wearing a necklace he-" she pointed at Dick again, " gave you years ago. You're both in relationships now, so don't keep this up and figure it out." She gave them both a final look before going to stand by Ivy. Barbara looked at Dick.

"I can't believe you," she snapped, walking away to stand by Clark. Dick took a deep breath and took his place beside Harley, tucking his hands in his pockets.

"I'm sorry," he whispered. "You know that, right? I didn't mean it." Dick looked down sadly, scuffing his shoes together. She glanced over at him, smiling gently.

"I know. It's just…" Harley sighed. "It does kinda hurt a little when you two do the whole 'past lovers who won't get over it' thing. I'm not saying you don't love me. I guess… I just kinda am the jealous girlfriend."

"And you have every right to be," Dick took her hand gently. "I'm sorry. I'm being an ass, and I know it. It's just hard to explain. There are no feelings of love between us, but there's still the remnants of a connection that we have to break. I'm sorry."

"Well then stop being an ass, and work it out like I told you to." She elbowed him. Dick smiled a little.

"We will. After today, okay? There's kind of a wedding going on," he kissed her cheek. "You do look stunning."

"Figure it out before your own wedding," she warned, rolling her eyes.

"I will." He nodded, looking over his shoulder at Selina. She looked calm, but a bit nervous. Dick smiled and bit his lip. "Are you nervous?"

"Nope," Harley looped her arm through his, "I'm walking with you."

"I'm still willing to cause him physical harm," Ivy offered as Jason took his spot beside her.

"No one asked you, Prickle Bush," he snapped. Ivy spun on him, her mouth a hard line.

"Excuse me, don't you need to go sleep with someone else in this bridal party?" Selina shushed them as Steph hid behind Tim, and Cass sighed.

"Don't you have some other men to be hating on?"

"Happily," Ivy told him, "unfortunately, I like Selina more than I hate you."

"Am I supposed to be relieved?"

"I guess it's because I've never had any real feelings for you." Harley hid her face in Dick's shoulder.

"Burn," she mumbled.

"I'm sorry," Jason fumed, "then why don't you just go back to your jungle. I know how plants always did it for you."

"Yeah and now we know how prostitutes do it for you," Ivy countered.

"Hey," Steph cried, "she was a stripper not a prostitute, and that's an insult to Kori."

"Kori?" Ivy asked, half of the bridal party looked shocked by this news as well. "I thought it was Cass. And wasn't Kori that burnt hoe at ice skating?"

"Hey!" Dick objected.

"She's a friend."

"You have a lot of friends." Ivy tossed her hair over her shoulder. Jason crossed his arms, glaring down at her.

"I don't have to answer to you. Why do you care?"

"I don't."

"And you're being very judgemental considering you sure as hell wouldn't be wearing white on your wedding day."

"I would never consider marrying a pig," Ivy spat.

"You love to insult men, but that doesn't stop you from loving them."

"Men like to be used." She smirked. "You sure didn't mind it."

"That- that is beside the point," Jason stuttered.

"No it isn't. You just thought you were the one doing the using." They had moved close enough that Ivy could jab him in the chest.

"This is getting good," Harley whispered, grabbing Dick's hand. Selina didn't bother to try and quiet them.

"Excuse me?" Jason scoffed. "You're the 'goddess of sexuality' here."

"I'm not the one who slept their way through Gotham," she reminded him.

"Just the Amazon," he retorted. Ivy stared incredulously at him.

"It's a fucking rainforest! Who do you think I was sleeping with? Tribal people?"

"I don't know!" Jason cried in exasperation. "How the hell would I know? You're the one who went!"

"You're the one who told me to leave!"

"Do not turn this around on me," he snapped. He grabbed her wrist to pull her hand away from his chest. "It was your golden research opportunity, and you're the one who left."

"You're the one who wanted me to go!" Ivy cried.

"Why the hell would you think that?" Jason demanded. "Of course I didn't want you to go."

"What?" Ivy looked taken aback.

"Here we go." Harley rolled her eyes.

Selina groaned. "On my wedding day," she muttered.

"I didn't want you to go," Jason repeated. "You were offered your big plant study thing, and that was what you wanted."

"No it wasn't." Ivy stared up at him. "You told me to go, and I wasn't going to stay here if you didn't want me to." They stared at each other in confusion.

"Morons," Stephanie hissed under her breath.

"Okay everyone," Alfred walked in with Lilly trailing after him, "get ready." He walked back to Selina's side as everyone resituated themselves. "Master Todd, face forward." Jason automatically did as he was told. The processional music started, and Barbara and Clark stepped out.

"Did I ever make a bet with you that they'd be back together before the ceremony?" Harley whispered and Dick's ear. "If I didn't, I really missed out." Jason and Ivy stepped out, still a bit stiff next to each other.

"Damn right you missed out," Dick laughed quietly, looking straight forward. He glanced down at her and flashed her a smile. "Showtime." Harley gave him a quick kiss on the cheek before they walked out after Jason and Ivy.

Clark flashed Bruce a smile behind his glasses, momentarily straightening up to his full height. Bruce saw the man he really knew. His best friend. He smiled back nervously, his hands clasped in front of him. As Clark took his place beside Bruce, and Barbara stood on the opposite side, Bruce took a deep breath, looking back down the long aisle. Everyone was turned around in their seats to watch the incoming bridesmaids and groomsmen, not that it would have mattered if they faced forward. He didn't know most of them anyway.

Jason winked at Bruce as he walked towards him. He and Ivy had at least stopped their fighting for now, and Bruce was relieved. He looked relaxed and tall in his suit with a bemused smile, in contrast to his usual sarcastic smile and surly demeanor. Bruce was proud of his second son. He didn't think that he could ever tell him, however, Jason's pride far outweighed his own, but Bruce could only hope that Jason knew.

After that came Dick and Harley. Bruce smiled lightly at them. He couldn't believe how far he'd come, the strong, independant, good man that he'd turned out to be. And Harley- once an enemy, now his future daughter in law- looked so beautiful beside his eldest son. They both looked genuinely happy, glancing at each other out of the corners of their eyes. They walked next to each other with casual familiarity; Harley had her free hand on her stomach. He couldn't be prouder. Bruce caught his shoulder as Dick walked past.

"I'm proud of you, Dick," he said quietly, before releasing him to stand beside Jason. Those few words had made his heart swell, and Jason elbowed him with a nod.

Bruce watched Tim and Stephanie. Tim had rarely let him down. And Stephanie, after so much strife, had finally joined the family. He was glad to see them back together. He couldn't believe how much the two of them had grown up in past years. Tim nodded reassuringly at Bruce and Steph flashed him an excited smile as they split to stand beside the others.

Finally came Damian and Cassandra, and Bruce was shocked to see him, almost her height, beside her. Damian had grown so much, both physically and emotionally, and Bruce couldn't imagine life without him now. And Cassandra, his only adopted daughter, looked as stunning as ever. Damian nodded at his father as he walked past.

Bruce smiled a little as Lilly skipped down the aisle. There were some chuckles from the crowd as she tossed her flower petals about, sprinkling some by people's chairs. She trotted up to Harley, holding up her basket. Harley pointed at her parents sitting in the first row, and there was some more laughter as she ran over and jumped into her dad's lap.

The music stopped; Wagner's march started up. There was a rustling as everyone stood and turned to face the entrance. The white of the tent flaps was alternated by clear glass that let in the dim light reflected off the snow. The day was downcast, and fat snowflakes had started to fall part way through the ceremony. Everyone was still warm from the hidden heaters beneath the white canvas drapings of the vaulted tent roof.

Selina paused to take a deep breath. She glanced at Alfred and smiled, her hand fluttering nervously at her stomach. "I'm so nervous I think I might be sick," she whispered. "Thank you so much for everything Alfred," she took his arm and he smiled in return, guiding her out. The music seemed to swell when she saw Bruce, standing at the other end of the aisle, seeming so far away. She breathed shallowly through her nose, unable to explain the wash of happiness and calm that came over her. There her family was, just waiting for her to join them. Her hand tightened on Alfred's arm.

Bruce was stunned by the sight of her, his mouth dropped open a little. She always looked perfect, but this was different. As she walked down the aisle, he wanted to run to her and never let her go, or take her somewhere where no one else could look at her. She smiled at him and glanced down, and he wanted to lift her face back up to see her eyes. Alfred stopped in front of him, but Bruce couldn't take his eyes off of her. When Alfred handed her off and went to sit down, Bruce clutched her hand, unwilling to ever let it go. He still didn't stop looking at her standing there beside him until the priest started talking.

"We are gathered here today," the priest grandly called. Bruce reluctantly tore his eyes away and gave his attention to the priest. He glanced at her every now and again. Selina squeezed his hand, and he took a deep breath.

"I love you," Bruce whispered. Selina tried to discreetly nudge him as the priest kept talking, but she couldn't help but smile. She tilted her face toward him and mouthed 'I love you' back.