Hey guys! This is the last chapter!!!! Thanks for being such loyal readers! I love y'all!!! I'm thinking about writing a sequel...I already have some ideas going, but if you have any I would be more than happy to read some suggestions! Thanks! 3

There I was being held captive again, but this time was different. This time Batman wasn't coming for me. We had a fight and I had told him never to come for me again. I told him that I'd rather die than be saved by him again. At this moment though, I can't even remember what caused the fight.

Some woman came into my holding room; she pushed me against the wall and started saying something I couldn't understand. Then I finally heard her…"Don't you wish you had your big, bad, bat coming for you?" she teased right before she hit me…

"Are you ready to die?" she asked me. No I wasn't…because the last thing I said to Bruce was I never wanted him to save me again. All I wanted now was to see him again. I wanted to hug him, kiss him, and tell him how deeply in love I was with him.

The woman then grabbed my neck and slammed my head into the wall.

I jolted awake in bed with a cold sweat and breathing heavily. I looked down to see that I had awakened Bruce, "Kristina, what's wrong?" he said groggily while gently rubbing my back. I started to cry after I realized that it was just a dream. Bruce was now fully awake, as he pulled me closer to him.

"Kristina, why are you crying?" he asked concerned. I cuddled into the side of his chest that wasn't stitched up, while he gently rubbed my back. "I just had the worse dream," I told him while trying to catch my breath.

"What was it?" Bruce whispered to me. I had to think for a second because I had forgotten some of it.

"I don't remember all of it, but the gist of it was I captured somewhere and you weren't going to come for me because we fought and I had told you not to save me ever again," I finished, wiping my tears.

Bruce kissed my lips and placed one hand softly on my cheek. "I will always come for you," he said while looking in my eyes. This caused me to cry harder.

"No," I shook my head, "No, you weren't coming. She was hurting me, and you weren't there," I cried into his chest, feeling like a frightened little girl.

"Shh," he comforted, "I'm sure I was just a little late," Bruce said while gently lifting my chin. "I swear, no matter what kind of fight we have, or what is said, I will always be there to save you. And as long as you wear that watch I gave you, I'll be able to find you, no matter where you are. I'll always being watching over you," he promised me.

I smiled faintly as he wiped the rest of my tears away and kissed my cheek.

The rest of the day flew by; we cleaned up a little but we spent most of our time just sitting in bed together talking.

Later that night, Bruce's cell phone rang.

"Hello?" he asked. "Of course, Commissioner," he handed me the phone. "It's for you," he said.

"Hello?" I asked hesitantly.

"Ms. Morris, it's Commissioner Gordon," he said sternly.

"Hi, Commissioner Gordon," I said confused as to why he was calling me.

"I wanted to call and let you know that tonight, you can sleep safely," he said proudly.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Yesterday, when we took down the Joker…He died. The bullet wound to him was fatal," he said. I felt bad that it had to end that way, but I had to admit, I'm glad he finally got what he deserved. He killed my brother; he tried to kill my boyfriend…I had no reason to feel any remorse for him at all.

"What happened to Harley?" I asked suddenly remembering her.

He cleared his throat. "Well…that's the thing that I really needed to talk to you about. Harley escaped, but we have all our men looking out for her. Honestly though, I don't think she would attack anyone without the Joker, so don't worry about her. And you're also living with Bruce Wayne now, correct?" he asked.

"Yes, sir," I confirmed.

"Good, just try not to be alone for too long, and you'll be fine, Ms. Morris. Have you found your reason to stay in Gotham City?" I smiled slightly to myself.

"I've definitely found my reason," I told him a little bit too enthusiastically. I could hear his chuckle from the other end.

"Good, I'm glad. And remember, Ms. Morris, if you ever need anything, me and my family are here for you," I was overwhelmed by how sweet this man was.

"Thank you so much, Commissioner Gordon, and thank you for all that you've already done," I told him trying not to get too emotional.

"You're welcome. Tell Mr. Wayne I said hello," he said. We then exchanged good-byes and hung up.

"What did he want?" Bruce asked. He had been sitting next to me the entire time.

"The Joker is dead," I told him seriously, "but Harley got away," I said, fairly upset about her escape.

Bruce noticed my mood and hugged me softly, "Don't worry. She won't dare make a move, not without the protection of her Joker," he said comfortingly.

"Especially when she knows that I have the protection of my Batman," I told him with a smile.

He chuckled. "Yes, that you do," he confirmed.

"So…now can we have our happily ever after?" I asked while clasping my hands together and wearing a cheesy grin. He smiled faintly, but looked away from me.

"Bruce, what's wrong? I was just being overly cheesy," I was so worried that I said something wrong.

"Kristina, I don't know if I can give you that," Bruce said quietly. My stomach tightened.

"What do you mean? Give me what?" I asked worriedly.

"Your happily ever after," he said quietly while not looking at me. I sighed.

"Bruce," I started out seriously, as I put my finger under his chin, forcing him to look at me, "I know that being in a relationship with you isn't going to be like having a 'normal' relationship; I accept the fact that you are Gotham's Dark Knight, because that's who they need right now. Bruce, you are a hero...no matter what those other people say, you are a hero, and I'm proud of you for that. I'm not going to run away…You promised you would always come for me, well, I promise you that I'm not going anywhere," I took a breath, "A life with you, now that would be my happily ever after," I told him with a soft smile.

To my surprise, he actually looked into my eyes, and then gave me a passionate kiss. We laid there in bed, softly kissing until he pulled away for a moment and smiled.

"I love you," Bruce whispered softly to me. I kissed his lips, "And I love you," I whispered back.

"Alright then, I guess you do get your happily ever after," Bruce said seriously. I laughed.

"What?" Bruce asked confused. He looked almost hurt.

"We're so cheesy…I love it!" Bruce and I both were laughing now.

I sighed happily, right before Bruce started kissing me again.

Finally, I felt safe, happy, loved, wanted…everything a person could want, I had.

And to top it all off…I had my very own Dark Knight.