Those Who Are Worthy of Love - A Wonder Woman/Thor Romance

Series Finale

The roof of the Daily Planet laid decked out with dozens of fold-able white chairs, blue and red streamers hanging from row to row. Towards the front stood a simple white altar with floral arrangements patterned around the perimeter. Dozens of guests littered the surrounding chairs, most of them donning their alter-egos rather than their typical superhero garb. Two of the guests in attendance were Selina Kyle and Logan. Selina wore a slinky black dress while Logan sat in a pair of khaki pants and a flannel shirt. It was the only ensemble Selina could compromise with. She narrowed her eyes as she watched Logan attempt to remove a cigar from his inside pocket, her hand reaching out to bat it away.

Bruce Wayne stood at the altar, an officiant standing directly behind him. Bruce wore a classic black tuxedo, his hair slicked back in the prestigious up-kept style that his billionaire playboy persona had been known for. To his left, three men stood. Nearest him, Clark Kent who paused a moment to push his glasses further up his nose. Next to Clark stood Alfred Pennyworth, who hadn't looked much different save for his usual butler attire. Next to Alfred stood Dick Gray son, who had contemplated turning down the offer to be a groomsman given their rocky stance. His now wife, Barbara Gordo n wouldn't allow him to do such a thing given that Bruce was practically his father.

On the opposite side from the groomsman stood three women dressed in royal blue thigh length satin dresses. Nearest Bruce stood Diana Prince, who clutched the yellow bouquet of flowers to her chest, a pearly grin spread wide. She eyed Thor who sat amidst the guests, adjusting constantly in his chair, pulling at the neck tie cinched up to his neck. She gave an idle wave. He waved back before smoothing a hand over his pulled back, long, blonde blocks.

Next to Diana stood Lois Lane, who looked equally as happy but couldn't help but check her phone for any messages about hot stories for the Daily Planet . The phone kept hidden within her bouquet. It wasn't until she caught Clark's glare, his hand gesturing for her to put the phone away, that she complied with a huff, slipping it into her satchel. Finally, to the right of Lois stood Barbara Gordon. The chip implanted in her spine from Queen Industries now allowed her to stand without the assistance of her wheel chair. She stood proudly, her long, red locks falling in fiery cascades over her shoulders.

All the guests rose from their seats as the classic bridal theme began to play. Clark cleared his throat, excusing himself from the line of groomsman to make his way to the end of the aisle. There to greet him was Kara Zor -El, his cousin. Her bright blonde locks pulled back into an elegant mess of waves, two tendrils left to frame her face. The stark white dress she wore was long, flowing, and clung to all the appropriate places, showing off her Kryptonian physique.

Clark smiled to her as he offer ed his arm, she willingly took it with an equal grin. Kara couldn't help but notice the small pool of tears beginning to swell within her big cousin's eyes. She turned her attention to the end of the aisle, seeing her future husband standing there, his hands clasped behind his back. As she and Clark began th eir ascent towards the altar, Kara caught Bruce's face falter but for a moment.

Bruce peered on at Kara as if he were seeing her for the very first time. She was beyond beautiful, angelic even, and it was all he could do to not audibly gasp. He took a quick intake of breath and clenched his hands tightly behind his back. As Clark gave Kara a kiss on the cheek, giving her away to Bruce, Kara turned to face him, handing her bouquet to Diana with a grin.

Bruce and Kara faced each other, taking one another's hands.

"You look absolutely beautiful," Bruce whispered.

Kara smiled, hold ing back tears. "So do you, as always." She winked.

The officiant went through the usual vows one would hear at a wedding, the surrounding guests blotting