Justice League does not belong to me.

Alrighty then! Here's the very last part. Hope ya'll like it!

Note: Someone asked if ex-Lord Batman ended up with Linda. He did not, as I can't see Bruce getting over his Princess' death. And a lot of people call their in-laws 'Mom' and 'Dad'. But, given Artie and Jai's history, they couldn't bring themselves to do that. Sorry if there was any confusion.

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Justice League Dimension

Three years after the defeat of Lord Superman

Central City...

It was around seven in the evening and Wally was sitting in Linda's favorite restaurant, waiting for his girlfriend of almost three years to show up. She probably had to put the finishing touches on another story. He smirked, remembering the first time he'd met her in his civilian identity. She'd been so protective of those few sheets of paper, like a momma bear, that it was a wonder that he'd even plucked up the courage to follow her and ask her out.

That action though, had turned out to be the best thing that he'd ever done. Although, at first, it had been a little difficult to date her. In the beginning of their relationship she'd still had an extremely huge crush on his alter ego. For the first year he'd kept quiet about being the Flash, not wanting her to date him just because he was her favorite superhero. When she'd finally proclaimed that she was over the Flash, he'd told her that he hoped she wasn't, 'cause he was the Scarlet Speedster himself. And... Well, he'd ended up in the doghouse for a month for not telling her sooner. But it was worth it.

A gentle hand gripped his shoulder and then Linda was hugging his neck from behind. Wally turned his head to kiss her quickly. She pulled away and sat across from him, "You're early, hon. Quiet day?"

"Pretty much. Bruce, Clark and John are still out of town, so I had to man the fort for the day." To anyone listening in it would sound like he was talking about co-workers, not fellow Leaguers. Batman and Superman were accompanying Green Lantern on an extended mission to the other side of the galaxy. Bats hadn't been too happy about leaving Gotham City for so long, but, somehow, the Boy Scout had managed to talk him into it. Bruce had finally agreed to go on the condition that the mission wouldn't take more than a few days.

Linda cocked her head. She'd been introduced to the other Founding Leaguers and their civilian identities about six months ago. That had actually been Batman's idea, surprisingly. "Weren't they supposed to be back by now?"

Wally nodded his head, "Supposed to be." He smirked, "I've got the feeling that Bruce is gonna strangle Clark for messing up their travel arrangements."

She laughed, tucking a stray lock of hair behind her ear. And he found himself just staring at her again. It was pretty easy for him to lose focus like that whenever he was around her, even after three years.

"Earth to Wally." Linda snapped her fingers under his nose. "Did you hear what I asked?"

He shook his head, trying to reorient his thoughts, "Umm... Something about..." He gave her a sheepish grin, "Sorry, beautiful. I got distracted again."

She blushed, looking pleased, "I asked if you had already ordered for us, like you usually do."

"Uh, actually, I decided to wait for you this time."

Linda's expression turned concerned, "Are feeling okay, Wally? You never wait when it comes to food." She reached her left hand across the table and felt his forehead with her palm, "Are you sure you're not coming down with something?"

Wally caught her hand before she could pull it back and planted a kiss on it, "I've already come down with something, Lin. And I'm afraid it's pretty fatal too." He paused for dramatic effect, "It's called the Love Bug, babe."

She rolled her eyes, giggling despite herself, "Wallace Rudolph, that has got to be the corniest joke I've ever heard you use."

"But it's true," he protested. Still holding her hand, he stood, fumbling in his pocket. "Linda?"

She sobered, noting the serious tone in his voice, "Yes, Wally? What is it, hon?"

He pulled a small jewelry box out of his pocket and knelt in front of her, making her gasp in surprise, "Linda Jasmine Park. All kidding aside, I love you. Will you marry me?"

Her dark brown eyes teared up and she nodded her head before she finally found her voice, "Y-yes! A-absolutely, y-yes!"

He smiled hugely as he slipped the ring onto her hand and started laughing as she launched herself into his arms.

If Iris, Jai, and Artie could see this, I know that they'd be cheering for sure.

Aboard the Javelin 11, approaching the Watchtower...

Why did I ever leave that piece of kryptonite in the 'Cave?

The mission had been a success, but way longer than Kent had promised that it would be. And Batman found himself clenching his fists to keep himself from giving in to the temptation to lash out at Superman. I told him that I couldn't leave Gotham for long. In all fairness, it really hadn't been the Kryptonian's fault. Unexpected complications arose during the mission, causing delays. And Bruce had felt his temper rising with every single one.

He really wasn't mad at Clark, he was frustrated with himself for actually believing that everything would go according to plan. That he'd be home in time for... I should have stayed. By the gods I should have stayed. No sense on dwelling on it anymore, though. There was something more important for him to look forward to. Someones, actually.

During the entire trip back, especially since Bruce had received that very special message from Diana the day before, Superman and Green Lantern had walked on eggshells around him. Bruce could tell that Clark, who was piloting, was working himself up to apologizing for even asking him to come.

Batman sighed, forcing his body to relax as he exhaled, "It's fine, Clark. What happened wasn't your fault. Or GL's." Said Lantern was asleep in the hold. "If anyone's to blame, it's me. I knew that I should have stayed behind. Diana's going to kill me."

Superman chuckled, ignoring Bruce's deadly glare, "Sorry. It's just that I'd never thought you, of all people, would be scared to death of anyone. Even if she is your wife."

"I'm not scared of her, Kent," Bruce cut back. "She needed me, and I wasn't there," he finished quietly, staring at the Watchtower as it grew larger in the viewport.

"I'm sure she'll forgive you."

Batman didn't even answer. They were within range of the Watchtower and he immediately commed J'onn to have the Martian teleport him aboard. Normally, he didn't much care for teleportation of any kind, especially the boom tubes, as they made him sick to his stomach. But since it was the fastest way to get home, he could care less. As soon as he was aboard the station, he teleported down to the 'Cave and made a beeline for the stairs, removing his belt, cowl, cape, and gloves and just throwing them aside in his haste. He was not expecting Alfred to meet him at the bottom. Neither was he expecting his butler to block his way.

"Alfred, whatever it is, it can wait. I need to see them. Now."

"Not without a shower first, Master Bruce. You're absolutely filthy."

"Alfred-"

"I'm not budging, sir."

Bruce sighed in exasperation, "Fine." He turned sharply on his heel and made his way to the 'Cave's shower, stopping just long enough to pull a clean set of clothes out of a cabinet.

Ten minutes later he was moving as fast as he dared to the master bedroom when all he wanted to do was run. But the last thing I want to do is alarm Diana.

As he approached the door to the room he shared with his raven-haired princess, he paused, feeling nervous for the first time in years. He wasn't even this nervous when Diana had walked down the aisle, escorted by Hippolyta, on their wedding day two years ago. Has it really been that long?

Because of his pause, he had enough time to notice the light coming from under the door. Slowly, carefully, he turned the knob and pushed the heavy oak door open. Uncertain, he peered in.

"Come on in, Bruce. No need to be shy, love." He couldn't help but notice how tired his wife's voice sounded.

Bruce walked to Diana, pulling up her reading chair to the bedside. He sat down and kissed her deeply before turning his attention to the bundle in her arms. She smiled encouragingly at him and he carefully took the newborn from her.

When he finally spoke, his voice was filled with wonder, "He's smaller than I thought he would be."

"I know." She stroked the baby's cheek, her happy blue eyes meeting his, "But what I can't get over is that he looks so much like you."

He ducked his head, unable to meet her gaze, "I should have been here, Princess. I-"

Diana moved her hand up to place a finger on his lips, "Shh. There's nothing to apologize for, Bruce. You were needed out there, J'onn told me that John would have been killed if you had stayed here." She smiled softly, "What matters is that you're here now. Nathan's not going to remember that you weren't here for his birth."

"Nathan? I thought that we hadn't decided on a name yet." The baby in his arms whimpered and he turned his attention to his son, trying to sooth him. She's right. He does look like me. Except for the curls. Little eyes opened and he couldn't help but notice that they were the same warm brown that his mother's had been. Artie would have loved this. So would Iris and Jai, for that matter. Bruce leaned down and planted a gentle kiss on his tiny son's forehead.

Diana's hand on his arm made him look up, "You're really good with him, love." She blushed, "And, about the name... I didn't want our son to be nameless, even if it was only for a few days. So... Alfred told me that your father's middle name was Nathan and I thought-"

"It fits."

She beamed at him and he kissed her again.

The End. :)

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