DISCLAIMERS/NOTES

1. This is a fan fiction based on characters owned by DC Comics. I DO NOT OWN THEM. This is just for fun.

2. As always, I'll point out this was written over a decade ago. Here in the UK, Season 2 of the JL cartoon had yet to air, so Hawkgirl had not been revealed as a spy. And the massive, every-hero-in-the-DCU roster of Unlimited wasn't a factor. My timeline picks up after the Season 1 finale, The Savage Time. All my Wayback Wednesday stories are numbered chronologically, if you get stuck.

3. Again, sorry about my depiction of Diana. I really treat her like a teenager. Ugh.

4. Also apologies for the ending of this - it's very contrived.

PART 12

The room was filled with noise. Noise of people talking, laughing, and celebrating. A lot of them did not know eachother, but that was not important. They were all their to celebrate and enjoy themselves.

"OK, everyone, who needs a fill-up?"

People from all over the big room lifted their glasses, a lot of them still half full. Bruce raised the bottle of champagne, and there was a cheer from the guests.

Alfred walked upto him. "Sir, allow me."

"Not this time, Alfred," Bruce said. "You enjoy yourself."

"Sir, this is your day," said Alfred. "Now let me serve you and your guests, before I give them a tour of the cave."

Bruce looked at him. He then handed him the bottle. "OK."

Alfred took it and nodded. "I'm pleased to see you still do sometimes do as you're told." He then turned around and walked into the crowd.

Bruce shook his head as he watched him go. Finally, the day the butler had waited for was here. The day he saw the person he loved like a son do such an important… and yet NORMAL… thing.

Diana went upto Bruce and slipped her arm around his. "How are you feeling?" she asked.

He looked at her and smiled. "Weird."

Diana frowned. "Weird?"

"I never thought I'd have this day," he said. "I actually got married."

"I hope it's not a disappointment," she said.

Bruce looked at her. "Maybe this will answer your question…" He then leaned down, and kissed her. He pressed his lips on hers, and the kiss deepened. She moved her arms up and wrapped them around his neck. They pressed together, forgetting where they were. They had lost themselves in the moment.

The sound of a load cheer shocked them out of their embrace. They separated their lips, and darted their heads at the direction of the sound. Everyone was looking at them, whistling and clapping.

Dick went upto them. "OK, you two, stop that. You can do that later. Now, we need you entertain your guests." He then leaned in close to Bruce and lowered his voice. "By the way, who are all these people?"

Bruce shook his head. He was about to answer, when something caught his eye.

It was a blonde in a black dress. She walked amongst the crowd, not looking at anyone. She went over to a wall and stood by it, casually looking around.

Bruce watched her carefully. "Will you excuse me a moment?" He turned to Diana. "I'll be back in a minute," he said, kissing her on the top of her hair. He then left them, and walked towards the blonde.

When he got a couple of feet from her, he stopped and looked at her. "Nice wig," he said flatly.

The blonde lifted her head and looked at him. "I thought it would be appropriate, Beloved."

"What are you doing here?" he asked.

The blonde leaned against the wall. "Just wanted to be here on your special day."

Bruce looked at her.

She straightened up and smiled. "My father is letting you have this moment."

"I know that's what he thinks," Bruce said.

"That was just the beginning. You and your friends cannot be allowed to remain alive and interfere in his plans. He will destroy them."

"I've heard that before," said Bruce.

She sighed. "Just thought I'd warn you. This is just the calm before the storm."

He took a step closer to her. "Are you finished?"

"You can still join him," she said. "He'd be honoured to have you by his side. But your friends cannot be allowed to live. He must destroy them."

"He can try."

She tilted her head. "Are you sure you won't reconsider?"

He looked at her. "Goodbye," he said.

She closed her eyes, then opened them and looked at him. "Enjoy your day." She then walked past him, and went towards the door.

Bruce watched as she disappeared round the corner outside the door.

He then turned around and returned to the party.

/

"Remind me again why we're here?"

Wally watched as Linda looked at him. "Because we were invited."

"Duh," Wally said. "But why?"

Linda tilted her head. "Because Diana Prince wanted me to cover this wedding."

"But why?" Wally said. "I thought you were giving up reporting?"

"I might still give up reporting," she said. "But they were quite insistent that we come."

Wally was about to say something, when he noticed Clark Kent and Lois Lane coming towards them. "Hi, guys," he said. "Now no fighting, ladies."

Linda and Lois looked at him, looking confused.

"You know… with you both being reporters…"

Clark stepped forward. "No, Lois and I are here as just guests. Lois used to date Bruce, you see, and…"

"Thank you, Clark," Lois interrupted.

"So how are things?" Linda asked. "Where have you been, Mr. Kent?"

Clark looked at the ceiling. "I was… er, here and there."

Wally narrowed his eyes. "Y'know, Mr. Kent, you look familiar to me…"

Clark gave a smile. "Maybe I remind you of someone…"

"Yeah…" Wally folded his arms and was silent for a few moments. Eventually he had a thought. "You ever wear your hair loose?"

Clark smiled.

A man in a tuxedo with brown hair walked upto them. "Hello." He extended his arm.

Wally slowly took it. "Er… hi. Do I know you?"

"My name is John Jones," the man said.

"Sounds familiar…"

"Everyone reminds you of someone else," Linda said. "Maybe you work with them."

Clark and John looked at eachother. "I doubt it," Clark said.

Wally looked at everyone around him. "Is there something I don't know…?"

Before anyone could say anything, John and Shayera Stewart walked upto them. "Hi, Wally," John said.

Wally held out his arms. "Finally, someone I know! People, these are my fellow superhero buddies, Green Lantern and Hawkgirl. We're in the Justice League…" Suddenly, he stopped. "Hang on," he said. "What are you two doing here?"

John and Shayera looked at eachother. "Er… I met Mr. Wayne in the Marines."

Flashed frowned. "Marines?"

"Yeah…" said John, "Yeah, he made a… charity visit once… for charity… and he was… near a mine… and I pushed him out the way… and we've been friends ever since."

Shayera leaned in close to John. "Nice improvising, lover," she whispered.

John looked embarrassed.

"Well, it's nice to meet you," Clark said. "If you'll excuse me, I want to go give my congratulations to the happy couple." With that, he and Lois left.

The five of them stood there in silence for a few moments. "I think I'll go and… mingle," John Jones eventually said. "Mr and Mrs. Stewart, it's nice to meet you again. Mr. West, Ms. Park, it's been a pleasure. I'm sure we'll meet again sometime." He then left them and went off to talk to Alfred.

"Well, that's one… weird guy," Wally said. "But he… seemed familiar as well…"

John and Shayera gave knowing smiles.

"Hang on…" Wally said, turning to them. "He's met you before…?"

/

The room's lights were off, yet there was light. Moonlight shone in through the window, illuminating the bed. The sky outside was clear. The stars shone brightly.

The door opened, and two people were silloetted in the doorway. One was holding the other in its arms.

They entered the room, and the standing figure kicked the door closed.

Bruce looked at Diana in his arms. "Quite a day," he said.

Diana smiled. "Yeah, I'll remember it for a bit."

They leaned in close, and kissed. Diana stoked his cheek, and Bruce moved his hand to the back of her head and pushed her closer. The kiss deepened, neither wanting it to end.

They eventually broke the kiss, and looked at eachother. "I love you," he said.

"Do you?" she asked, smiling.

"Don't make me prove it…" he said.

She shrugged. "Well, maybe I don't believe you…"

"You're making me angry," he teased. "You know not to make me angry."

"Well, I bet you don't love me as much as I love you…" she said, running her finger around his chin.

"Right, that's it." With that, Bruce strode towards the bed, and leaned her down gently. They stared at eachother, and she sighed contently.

"I've never been this happy," she whispered.

"Me neither," he breathed. "Literally."

They moved close to eachother, and kissed again. Their lips melted together, and she wrapped her arms around his neck, as he ran his hand through her hair…

Three hours later…

They lay in the bed, holding eachother tightly. The covers draped over them, and the moonlight shone down on them. Bruce stared out of the window, as Diana rested her head on his chest.

She looked up at him. "What are you thinking?" she asked.

He sighed. "This is just so weird for me. I'm usually out there."

Diana smiled. "Dick, Tim and Barbara can handle one night without you."

"I know," Bruce said. "But still…"

"You know they forbade you from going out tonight," she said.

Bruce sighed. "Yeah, I've never seen Tim so brave," he said.

They laid there in silence, staring at the stars.

After a few moments, Diana closed her eyes. "Bruce… there's something I have to tell you…"

Bruce kept his gaze on the stars. "I know."

Diana darted her head up. "You know…?"

Bruce nodded. "Yes. I've known all along."

Diana frowned. "How…?"

He looked at her. "I've been reading people most of my life. I could tell."

A tear rolled down Diana's face. "Bruce… I'm sorry. I wanted to tell you earlier… but there was never a good time. You left after I told you Shayera knew who you were… then there was the bomb scare at the Daily Planet… then the day we kept apart before the wedding…"

He pulled her close to him. "It's OK…" he whispered.

She wiped the tears from her eyes. "Really… you're… you're not angry?"

He smiled. "No." He slowly put his hand to her stomach, and touched it gently. "No, I'm not angry."

She looked at his hand, and put her own over it. She then rested her head back on his chest. "I love you…" she whispered.

He kissed her hair. "I love you, too…" He sighed. "I'll start thinking of names…"

They laid there, in silence, staring at the stars…

THE END