Final Chapter:: VIII : Together

"Alfred?" Bruce called out to his butler when he spotted him walking around frantically throughout the manor. It was unusual of him to look so distressed. Alfred quickly made his way towards Bruce who was in the middle of fixing his bowtie.

"Ehm-Master Bruce…I regret to inform you that Miss Diana has disappeared," Bruce's expression quickly changed the moment the words escaped his mouth. Bruce's jaw tightened and he strode out of room. Was she okay? Did something happen? Where was she? The questions started to storm his mind as he fled the manor and reached the gardens. He glanced around taking in the view.

The preparations were being finalized and everything was coming together. The beautiful lavender flowers were being placed on each individual table alongside the carved candles. The weather was amazing, which is odd considering it was Gotham. It was a bit windy, but there were absolutely no clouds and only sunshine. It was the middle of June and the temperature was in the low 70s. The flowers had already bloomed earlier in the month and the colors were vibrant. It was a good choice to set up the ceremony in the garden. It was the perfect day to have a wedding.

Looking around once again trying to spot Diana, Bruce quickly walked down the pathway. Where could she have possibly gone? He began to eliminate possible locations where she could be. His head snapped up towards the direction of the road. She had to be by the park bench where they first met.

He broke into a sprint and ran towards the park. He wasn't even sure if she she was there or not but his intuition told him she would be there. He quickly ran over to the area the bench was and found her sitting there. She was dressed up in her gown. Her dark locks of hair contrasted against the pearly white fabric of the dress. He couldn't help but smile as he gazed at her in awe of her beauty. She was playing around with her fingers, too focused to notice him walking towards her. He walked over and stood so that he was directly in front of her. Just as he had asked the first time they met at the park he asked,

"Aren't you cold?" a smile could be heard in his voice. Diana slowly lifted her head to look up at him. She smiled warily, it didn't touch her eyes. Bruce stood there, locking her eyes on his, he didn't want her to look away from him.

"What's wrong?" He asked softly. She shook her head in response as she looked down towards her hands once again.

"Cold feet, I think that's what they call it," She shrugged her delicate shoulders, still looking down.

"Usually that only happens to the groom," An amused grin formed on his lips, "is that it?"

She tilted her head to the side as she looked back up at him. How could she possibly tell him that this was all wrong? That, she wasn't who he thought she was? That, they can't be together? These questions have constantly been running through her mind, ever since she agreed to stay with him. But now that everything was coming together and the thing she really wanted was becoming a reality, she realized how selfish she was being. Her conflicting feelings clouded her mind and in the end the only thing she could think of was Bruce. She could never tell him the truth.

"yes," She replied whispering the answer, she soon regretted saying it. She always would.

"Well then-" Bruce cleared his throat as he lowered himself to kneel down in front of her, "Alfred had always told me that asking a question twice was best, that when questioned twice there would be no regrets and that I only receive the right answer,"

Diana looked at him; a perplexed expression crossed her face. She was trying to understand where he was going with this, till he slowly pulled out a small wooden box from inside his jacket pocket, opened it and held up to her. She became even more confused when she saw the same ring he had used to propose to her the first time, nestled in between the slits. She changed the direction of her gaze to Bruce. His eyes were vivid and alive, penetrating her own. A light smile danced on his lips as he watched her response to his action.

"Diana Prince," He took in a short breathe before smiling up at her and continuing," Will you marry me?"

Diana's lips slightly parted as she realized what he was doing. She looked back and forth between the ring and his eyes. Her gaze softened as she finally smiled and replied,

"Yes, I'd love to,"

Bruce began to chuckle quietly and shook his head in slight disbelief,

"No regrets?" He quoted her from their conversation yesterday,

"No regrets," She repeated as a statement. She rose from her seat and stood up and held her hand out to Bruce. He stood up next to her, took her hand in his and they began to walk back to the manor.

"How am I going to explain to our kids that I had to propose to you twice?"

"We'll say the first one was practice," She smiled gingerly as he squeezed her hand gently.

-Three Hours Later-

Bruce slightly rocked on his heels in anticipation and partial nervousness. He looked around at the large crowd that had accumulated at his wedding. He never understood the point of large weddings, he preferred private ones. He spotted Alfred who was giving him a deadly glare, Bruce saw him gesture him to stop fidgeting and to stand still. Bruce shot him a sheepish grin. He's never felt this nervous before in his entire life. He spotted his parents who were sitting in the front row. They were smiling so happy for their son who was finally getting married. His father gave him a wink of approval and grinned. His mother started to tear a bit at the sight of her son standing up there. Finally, the music started to play, signaling the beginning of the ceremony.

Diana walked into the center of the long walkway which had been rolled out for her. Flowers were placed on either sides with candles delicately placed next to them. The crowd turned to face her and they all gaped in awe of her beauty. Her hair was mostly pulled back into a bun, there were thin braids placed here and there and some of her locks just flowed down past her shoulders. Her cheeks were flushed a tint of pink and her eyes were a deep blue. Bruce hadn't noticed his jaw drop till he felt Alfred glare at him. He quickly composed himself and smiled at her. She looked up and saw him smiling at her and in return gave him a half smile. She was so nervous that her legs began to tremble making it hard for her walk down the aisle. She reached the middle of the aisle before looking up at Bruce once more. He looked absolutely stunning in his suit. He always looked amazing in a black suit. The lines further contrasting his amazing figure. His eyes were steady on hers, watching her, guiding her and waiting for her. A smile placed itself on her lips. Her nervousness disappeared and the only thing that ran through her mind was; he's mine.

She finally reached the base of the stairs and Bruce walked down the few steps to help her climb them. He reached out his hand to her and she delicately placed hers in his. He whispered to her telling her she looked absolutely amazing. As they reached the platform by the alter they waited for the priest to start the ceremony.

"Dearly beloved, we are gathered together here in the sight of God, and in the face of this company, to join together this Man and this Woman in holy Matrimony…" the elder began to recite. Diana barely paid attention to the man and instead tried to steal glances of Bruce at the corner of her eye. He was concentrating on what the Priest was saying, his eyes intent on him. His jaw line was prominently defined, his lips were slightly open as they had always been when he concentrated on something and she noticed how his eyelashes were noticeably long for a man's but they had truly brought out the beautiful colors of his eyes. She had loved every single thing about this man; there was nothing that he lacked in her eyes. She smiled as the thought passed her once again, he was hers.

"…these two persons present come now to be joined. If any man can show just cause, why they may not lawfully be joined together, let him now speak, or else hereafter for ever hold his peace," The priest finished and waited in silence for anyone who might've rejected the wedding. He turned to Bruce and Diana and started to say something but Diana suddenly started to feel dizzy. She shook her head trying to expel the nauseas feeling, but it was slowly overtaking her. The last time she felt like this was when she had shifted through time- Her mouth gaped open in surprise. What was happening? Was she teleporting through time again? What could've triggered this? She tried to snap out of it but failed to. She fell dizzy to the floor. Blood rushed to her head, the pain was immense but all she felt was Bruce's hands on her. Tears began to flow down her cheeks, the warmth lasted seconds before the wind chilled them. His eyes were tainted with fear and confusion, they began to water with tears. Commotion rose from all around them, but the only thing she heard was his voice yelling out her name. Her eyes tightly shut and everything became pitch black.

She heard her name being called again, this time it was a bit deeper and darker but it was definitely the same voice. She fluttered her eyes open and found a dark figure looking back at her. It was no longer the blue eyes that had looked at her so lovingly, but rather the two white lenses of Batman. He was kneeling a few inches away from her and she was lying down on the cold floor. She remained still, only moving her eyes as she took in her surroundings. She was in the watchtower again. She was in the present. She sighed deeply in both relief and pain. This was where she will always belong, but she will always want to be by Bruce's side.

Diana slowly rose to a sitting position and looked up at Batman. He was still intimidating as always, but something was different. His expression had softened and looked almost caring.

"What happened?" Diana mumbled still a bit phased by the teleportation,

"You were gone," He replied observing her face, analyzing her condition,

"For how long?" She already knew half the answers

"About six months now," He examined her thoroughly, noticing the hint of daze she still had on her face he asked her, "Where did you teleport to?"

"Gotham," She looked around and noticed the experimental room was practically the same it had been since the moment she disappeared. A few more things were added here and there.

"That explains a few things…" He muttered, "You were teleported by this machine into…"

His words became slurs and she found herself concentrating solely on his voice. It was too familiar. His voice and Bruce's. Her expression changed to one of remorse as she began to realize what she had just left behind.

"Bruce… not now," She mumbled, cutting him off on his explanation. She hadn't realized what she had called him till she looked up and saw his expression morph into one full of shock and disbelief. She quickly gasped and closed her mouth.

"Sorry, I don't know where that –"She began to explain but he quickly got up and walked towards the exit,

"You should go get changed and have some rest, besides-" He said before he turned around and opened the door and added, "-aren't you cold?"

He closed the door tightly behind him leaving her in the room alone. She glanced down at her outfit and realized she was still in her wedding dress. She shook her head slightly and just smiled as she looked back up at the door by which Batman had left a moment ago.

-END-

A/N : PHEW! I'm done~ Well not really, I'll probably go back and edit a few things here and there. I hope you guys enjoyed it! It was my first fanfiction and it was rather enjoyable to write it. I'm pleased by the ending, but I'm sure there's a lot of explaining to do in order to help others understand it. If you somehow managed to understand it on your own accord, congrats!

Special thanks to those who reviewed and commented. I'm truly grateful for the support I've received from everyone for the past few days (haha few days, feels like it's been a couple of weeks at least). Couldn't have done it without you~~

I'm going to try and write up another story about BM/WW based more on the characters rather than a 'what if' story. But I'll have to do my research and stuff. (Joy).

-Again I hope you enjoyed the story and especially the ending. Thanks for everything! See you soon~ :)