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WAYNE MANOR
KITCHEN
Bruce pours three glasses of champaign and gives it to Harley and Alfred. Bruce raises the glass high while looking at his fiancé and father figure "To new beginnings."
Alfred and Harley raises their glasses "To new beginnings."
The three take a sip of their champaign. Alfred places his glass down "It is wonderful that you two are finally getting married. I can't think of anyone more suited than you two."
Harley blushes "Thanks Alf. That means a lot coming from you."
Alfred smiles at the blonde "I only speak to truth Miss Harley."
Harley looks at the old man. The man whose been there for her just like Bruce did. The day her father died, he has always made sure that Harley is safe. Alfred would always bring her flowers and always listens to her stories about Stephan Quinzel. Harley places her glass down and looks at the Alfred in the eyes.
"Hey Alf. I like to ask you somethin'" Harley asks gently as she holds Alfred's hands.
"Anything Miss Harley." The butler said, smiling at the blonde.
"You have been there for me. Just like Bruce you stood by my side when my father died. And I know he only met you briefly…" Harley closes her eyes, as she takes a deep breath "But I think it's what he wanted. And it's what I want. I want you to walk me down the Isle."
Alfred widens his eyes, speechless. Unable to speak. His eyes teared down to his cheek and he slowly rubs Harley's hand "You sure Miss Harley?"
A tear flows down Harley's eyes, as she slowly smiles at the man "Of course I am sure Alfred." She rubs the tears out of her eyes and swallows, trying to clear her throat "I love you to. I don't want anyone else but you."
Alfred smiles at her as he embraces the blonde tightly "Of course I will Miss Harley. It would be an honour."
Bruce stands there smiling at the two people he cares about. The love of his life and the man who took care of him holding each other.
As Alfred let's go of Harley and looks at Bruce "Master Bruce. You have grown up so much." He said gently.
"And it's all because of you Alfred." Bruce said smiling.
Alfred slowly hugs Bruce, the boy who lost his parents and decides to take his revenge of crime by dressing up as a bat and help people. Alfred worries about him every single day and sometimes wonders if Bruce would be alright without him. But knowing that Harley would be here is enough for him to know.
FLASHBACK
1989-A young boy runs out of the theatres, showing a sign that said the Mark of Zorro in 1975, slowly walking to a dark alley. The boy jumps in front of his parents and pretends to swish an imaginary sword like he is fighting a bad guy.
A woman laughs at the boy "Slow down Bruce. Wait for us darling."
The young Bruce turns to his mother "Mom! Can we please play Zorro again? Pretty please!" He said in excitement.
The woman, known as Martha Wayne, smiles at her son "Of course you can. Besides?" The woman puts on a Spanish accent "My evil plan to destroy Spain will finally be fulfilled!"
Bruce chuckles at her "Not if I got anything to say about it! Right Tornado?"
The Father-known as Thomas Wayne, chuckles at the two "I am not gonna doing it here."
Bruce chuckles "Oh come on Dad!"
"No!" He said sternly, while smiling at his son.
Martha takes Thomas by the arm "Come on. It would make his night."
Thomas, looks at his son who looks at his father with a big smile on his face. Thomas turns to his wife to argue, but knowing that he would lose, takes a deep breath and…
"Pfft, Br-er!" He said, trying to sound like a horse.
Bruce chuckles while Martha holds her mouth, trying to hold her laugh.
Click…
Bruce quickly spins around, seeing a gun barrel on his face. The excitement and enjoyment vanished in thin air as he slowly looks up to see a man. A man has a hood that is covering his face. All he can tell from the man is his smell. The smell of cigarettes and a small scent of strawberries.
The parents looked at the man as Martha quickly grabs Bruce away from the man.
"Give me your money!" The man demanded.
Thomas, lifts his hands up to the man, trying to reassure him "Its okay. Calm down."
"GIVE ME THE FUCKING MONEY! In your pockets I know you can spare some." He said Impatiently.
Thomas slowly pulls out his wallet and gives it to the man "Here. That's all we have at this moment. Please just let us go."
The man chuckles "No it's not." He points the gun to Martha "That necklace? Worth over a grand right? Maybe two? I want that too."
Thomas slowly takes a step "I'm afraid that's not for sale. It belongs to my Mother, you can't take that."
"Watch me!" The man grabs the necklace from Martha. Thomas quickly tries to grab the gun from the mugger. The mugger retaliated, fights with the gun.
Martha quickly pulls Bruce behind her, trying to shield him from the violence.
The fight for the gun was tiring for the men, loads of groaning and punching but then…
Bang…
Thomas lets go of the mugger as he holds on to his stomach. The man collapsed on the floor, unable to hold his balance.
Martha screams as she sees her husband on the floor. The fear of losing the man she loved but also the father of her child.
The woman takes a breath and screams, enough for anyone around the block to hear. Enough for the police to come at any moment.
The man pulls the gun at Martha as she slowly stops screaming. Unable to scream anymore but think about her son.
"Please! Don't! Please!" Tears in her eyes, trying to keep her son safe behind her "Just me! He's just a boy please!"
As the man stands there, as he is slowly takes a deep breath.
Martha seeing the mans breath. She looks at the man more clearer
"Its you?" She whispers to him.
Bang!
The woman falls to the ground, while Bruce watches in horror. Unable to scream for help. Unable to say anything. The childhood was taken away just like that.
The man points the gun at the boy, ready to fire. Ready to see the end, Bruce closes his eyes and takes a deep breath, wanting it to end right there. To see his parents again.
"You will be alright kid." The mugger said before leaving him alone in the alley.
Bruce eyes slowly opened, as he finds himself alone with two bodies in front of him. Bruce kneels down on the ground as he sees his parents faces. The faces he grew up with.
"Please. Please wake up." He whispers as tears runs down his eyes.
Bruce looks at his mother, young a beautiful. Childish and fun, that makes her wonderful. Always has time to play with him. Thomas, the smart surgeon and yet always has time to see Bruce and help with is homework.
These are his parents. And they died just like that.
Few hours later
At the GCPD
Bruce sits on a chair, looking down at his feet. The emotions that Bruce was feeling is hard to describe. Pain, loss, anger and yet at the same time, empty. He feels empty yet has those emotions at the same time. It confused Bruce and all he wants is to see his parents again.
A young police man kneels down to Bruce "Hey son. My names Jim Gordon. How you feeling?"
Bruce doesn't say a word, but continues to look at his feet.
Jim lowers his head down "I swear to you. I swear on my life that I will find the man. I promise you."
Bruce finally looks up to see Jim's eyes. He can tell he is sincere yet it doesn't make him feel better. Jim smiles at Bruce, only to get a hug from Bruce tightly.
A moment later a man in a suit runs in, panicked "Where's Bruce? Where is he?"
Bruce jumps up looks at him "Alfred?"
Alfred lowers down "Master Bruce!" Bruce runs to Alfred, hugging him tightly "It would be okay Master Bruce. I promise you it will be alright."
Few months later
OUTSIDE BRUCE's SCHOOL
Alfred is outside of his car, waiting for young Bruce Wayne to come out. The children runs out of the building, while Bruce walks slower than the rest. A young brunette runs up to Bruce.
"Hey Bruce! You coming to my birthday party this weekend?" She asks eagerly.
Bruce looks at her "No thanks Rachel. But happy birthday." He said politely as he leaves the young girl heartbroken.
As he walks to Alfred, the man smiled as he looks at the girl "Who is the young lady, Master Bruce?"
"It's no one Alfred." He said quietly, as he enters the front passenger seat.
Alfred looks at the young boy, heartbroken by the second. Bruce loved making friends and always wants them around the mansion. He is even happy to come to birthday parties but now?
All Bruce wants is to be alone. He spends most of his times reading books and not saying a word. Bruce has also been taking defence classes as well.
Alfred is worried by the second by the boy. He promised Thomas that he would look after Bruce and questions himself if he is doing the right thing for him.
Alfred looks at Rachel curiously and walks up to her.
"Excuse me. What is your name?" Alfred asks.
"Rachel Dawes sir." She said quietly.
Alfred smiles at her "I'm sorry about Bruce's behaviour. He is still a bit upset."
Rachel smiles "I know. He lost his parents. I just wanted to help him."
Alfred nods "I understand."
Rachel holds her right arm, while looking at the car "He will be alright? Isn't he?"
Alfred opens his mouth, but words weren't coming out of his lips. He turns to the car to see Bruce through the window.
"I'm not sure. I hope so."
Some time later
OUTSIDE WAYNE MANOR
Bruce and Alfred stand in front of a huge headstone, saying…
Here lies
Martha Wayne
Loving Mother and wife
Thomas Wayne
Doting Father and husband
It was raining and dark. For Bruce, the rain was perfect for him as it hides away the tears and the cloud shows his true feelings. Alfred looks at the boy "It is starting to rain Master Bruce. We should head back."
Bruce turns to Alfred "Five more minutes? Please?" He asks.
Alfred looks at Bruce's eyes and nods "Of course Master Bruce."
10 minutes later
In Wayne Manor kitchen
Alfred has made spaghetti and meatballs. He places the plates on the table in front of Bruce gently. Bruce can smell the food, the smell of fresh made food. It's not like his Mother's but Alfred tries his best.
"Be careful while you eat this Master Bruce. It's quite hot." He said gently.
Bruce nods and places the food on his plate. Alfred does the same, causing a bit of mess on the table. It didn't bother the two because it's only just them two and them two only.
Alfred picks up his fork and picks up one piece of meatball, while raises up "Bon Apatite"
Bruce nods as he picks up his knife and fork, twirling the spaghetti on his fork. Alfred takes a bit of his meatball, only to spit it out on his plate in frustration.
"Ah! Too bloody hot!" He shouted in frustration, while Bruce looks up at him curious.
Alfred turns to his stove "This damn stove! Where did I bloody pay this?" He looks at the design of it "Of course it's made in Britain. Not even a designer one. Make my dinner goddamn hot you stupid-"
Alfred turns to Bruce, who for the first time in months, giggled. It was a giggle that Alfred was hopping for.
Alfred, unable to help himself chuckles as well. The two chuckled and the later the chuckle became a laugh. Bruce hasn't laughed for a long time and boy does Alfred miss it.
The two finally stopped laughing and Bruce looks at Alfred "I miss them Alfred. I miss them."
Alfred smiles at him "Me too Master Bruce. I miss them too."
END FLASHBACK
PRESENT DAY
WAYNE MANOR KITCHEN
Bruce, Harley and Alfred all finished their Champaign's and placed them on the kitchen counter.
Harley looks at Alfred and Bruce for a while "I be right back boys." She said, as she hugs Alfred and kisses Bruce by the cheek.
As soon as she left, Alfred and Bruce looked at each other "I am proud of you Master Bruce. Not only did you become a man that I knew you could be. But you also found love from an unlikely source."
Bruce chuckles "I know. And I am happy to have her in my life. But I'm also happy to have you though. You have been there for me from the very beginning. And I can't thank you enough."
Alfred looks at Bruce's eyes "I only did what I thought was right. Like I know you would."
Bruce doesn't say a word, but looks in the old mans eyes. Alfred knows Bruce full well to know that he is saying all he needs to say with his eyes. Alfred smiles at the man and leaves the kitchen.
IN THE MAIN HALL
Alfred and Harley are in the hall, hugging.
"Thank you so much Alfred. It has been a lovely night."
"It's no trouble Miss Harley." He lets go of Harley and holds her hand "Can you do something for me Miss Harley?"
Harley looks at the man "Sure. What is it?"
"I'm not going to be here for much longer. I have seen many things. And I have done many things. All I ask for you-"
"Don't day that Alf!" Harley protest.
"All I'm asking is that you look after him. He needs someone to keep him stable. Someone he can turn to. He might not act like it but he needs someone. I've done all I can. I need you to do this for me, Harley. Please?"
Harley holds Alfred's hand, touched that he trusts her to look after the man yet scared of why he would say that.
"I promise Alfred." She whispers to him.
TO BE CONTINUED…
Well here we are. I wanted to explore more on Bruce and Alfred relationship a bit more on this one because I love their relationships in the comics, cartoons and movies. I also added that when Alfred starts complaining about his kitchen because it was too hot is what my family does when we make something too hot. In the end we all laugh about it, trying to lighten the mood a little…
I added Rachel Dawes as a little nod to the Dark Knight trilogy as you can see but I won't be bringing her back sadly…
anyway I am finally here and the next chapter I would like to explore more on Alfred and Harley's relationship as well so I will see you very soon