Okay, this is going to be the last one-shot I follow up with. I know some people want me to write a pregnancy one-shot, but I'm really happy with how this chapter ends, and I've already written a pregnancy one-shot for two of my other stories, so I'm kind of out of ideas for that. So with that, here is the very last chapter of my Dark Knight Trilogy fanfiction.

As I looked in the mirror, I took a deep breath.

It was finally the day. My wedding day.

My gorgeous white gown flowed to my feet and was everything I ever wanted it to be. I had gotten my hair done earlier and it was now in a tight updo with two small pieces of curled hair hanging down onto my cheeks and small little jewels throughout it.

I felt so beautiful.

The door opened and Alfred came in wearing a tuxedo.

"Are you ready, Miss Jacobson?" he asked me.

"I'm so nervous, Alfred. This is the biggest day of our lives."

"You look marvelous. I'm very happy for the both of you."

I sighed. "Alfred, I swear, if you make me cry, I'll never forgive you."

He laughed warmly. "I know that you would prefer your father to be here right now instead of me. But I can tell you that you've done remarkable things that have saved the life of more than one person and even an entire city. And if your father were here, he would be beyond proud of you and what you have done over the last few years. Just like me."

A tear rolled down my cheek and I quickly wiped it away with a small laugh. "I told you not make me cry. You're going to make my make-up run." I carefully wiped my eyes and smiled at him. "But thanks. There's no one I'd rather have to walk me down the aisle."

I walked up to him and hugged him tightly.

"Shall we?" he said.

I took one last look in the mirror, placed my veil over my head, and he escorted me down the stairs to where we were having a beautiful outdoor wedding.

As I stood at the back of the aisle waiting for my cue, I looked out at where Bruce was standing.

True, this wasn't the elegant wedding I had always imagined as a little girl. There were no bridesmaids or groomsmen and there were hardly any members in the audience.

In fact, since few people from Gotham were supposed to know about Bruce's existence, only two people were currently sitting in chairs: Commissioner Gordon and John Blake. Selina was acting as my maid of honor and Lucius Fox was serving as Bruce's best man.

I didn't care about the small attendance. These were the people I had spent time with and bonded with as we all tried to save Gotham a number of times. No doubt Harvey and Rachel would've attended had they been alive.

Alfred smiled at me and held out his arm. I took it and the music began playing as we walked down the aisle together.

Bruce was smiling at me, and I felt my knees turn into jelly, but I managed to keep walking. He looked so, so, SO gorgeous in the tuxedo he was wearing. I couldn't believe I was about to be married to him.

Alfred and I reached the end of the aisle and I felt my heart pounding so much, it hurt my chest.

"Who gives this woman to be wed?" the preacher asked.

"I do," Alfred answered.

Alfred released my arm and I stepped forward at the altar where Bruce took my hands in his. I could tell he was shaking a little and I gave him an encouraging smile, telling him that I was just as nervous as he was.

"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to witness and celebrate the joining of Bruce Wayne and Kristina Jacobson in marriage," the preacher announced to the now three men sitting in the audience. "With love and commitment, they have decided to live their lives together as husband and wife." He turned to look at Bruce. "Do you Bruce Wayne, take Kristina Jacobson to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, from this day forward until death do you part? If so, answer 'I do'."

Bruce smiled broadly at me. "I do."

The preacher turned to look at me next. "And do you Kristina Jacobson, take Bruce Wayne to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, from this day forward until death do you part?"

I couldn't believe this was happening. "I do."

"May I have the rings?"

Lucius handed the preacher two beautiful rings. The preacher carefully took them and handed the respective one to the both of us.

"Bruce, place the ring on Kristina's finger and repeat after me. "'I, Bruce Wayne, give you, Kristina Jacobson, this ring as an eternal symbol of my love and commitment to you'."

Bruce slowly slid my ring onto my finger. "I, Bruce Wayne, give you, Kristina Jacobson, this ring as an eternal symbol of my love and commitment to you."

"Kristina, place the ring on Bruce's finger and repeat after me. "'I, Kristina Jacobson, give you, Bruce Wayne, this ring as an eternal symbol of my love and commitment to you'."

I smiled even wider as I put the ring onto his own finger. "I, Kristina Jacobson, give you, Bruce Wayne, this ring as an eternal symbol of my love and commitment to you."

"And now, by the power vested in me, I hereby pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride."

Bruce smiled and carefully pulled the veil up from my face. I must've been beaming like nothing else. He placed his hand on my neck and pulled me closer to him and gently pressed his lips to mine as we sealed our wedding vows we had made to each other.

"I now present to you Mr. and Mrs. Bruce Wayne."

That was such a beautiful thing to my ears. Bruce kissed me again and the five people in attendance all applauded for us.

We all went to a very small event house for a little reception. I had been very clear that I was getting a traditional wedding cake and wedding dance.

Bruce and I cut the cake together and crossed our arms as we fed each other the first piece. Then he put a little bit of frosting on my nose and I did the same for him as we laughed together.

Afterward, Bruce took my hand and led me to the middle of the floor. A slow song started playing and he put his hands around my waist while mine went around his neck.

"I love you," he whispered to me.

"I love you too," I whispered back.

He softly kissed me again as we continued to dance.

I couldn't believe it. Here I was, married to a fictional character who I'd been attracted to for years. To think this all started when I got into a car accident on the way to work. Little 26-year-old Kristina Jacobson gets thrown into Batman Begins and fangirls about everything going on. While I'm still a fangirl, I've matured greatly from that girl I once was.

Now, I am and forever will be Kristina Wayne.