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Dinah tilted her chin up and stared at her reflection in the mirror.

To say she looked gorgeous wasn't a statement of vanity, but one of truth. Dinah Lance was hardly vain, but she also had the confidence to know she was attractive. Though she always looked good, today she looked fantastic.

Canary knew Ollie would say it, too. Her fiancé could be pain in the butt but he'd never failed to compliment her beauty. It was one of his redeeming qualities that she valued so highly.

Ollie was a good guy. Hell, Ollie was a great guy. Though they had their issues she knew at the end of the day he would always be there for her. He might have been a horny handful, but Ollie was her man true and thin.

"Aunt Dinah."

Dinah looked down to see Lian tugging at her dress. "Yes, sweetie?"

"You look very petty."

The blonde woman's face lit up at the compliment. Without a second thought she bent down and grabbed the little girl in her arms, hugging her fiercely. "And you look gorgeous."

Lian smiled. "Thank you."

"No problem."

"Aunt Dinah?"


"What does 'bone her' mean?"

Canary's feelings of tenderness were instantly zapped away by the question. "Wha-Where did you hear that!"

"Daddy was talking to Uncle Wally about Ms. Power Girl and said he wanted to bone her. What does it mean?"

She inwardly groaned at Roy's latest infatuation. "I'll tell you later."

"But I want to know now!"

"Everything okay in here?" Shayera asked, popping her head into the room.

"Aunt Dinah won't tell me what it means to bone someone!" Lian exclaimed.

Shay raised her eyes in surprise. "Really? But she gets boned by your Grandpa all the time."


"Why won't you tell me?" Lian groaned, stomping a tiny foot. She scrunched her face up and asked, "Is it because I drank soda before bed last night?"

"You know what? That's exactly what it is." Dinah lied, "This is your punishment."

"But that's not fair!"

"Well, sweetie, there are two options." Canary said, "You could take my punishment, or I could let Ms. Shayera punish you."

Her eyes widened. "You wouldn't."

"Try me."

"Hey!" Shayera snapped, "What the hell is so bad about me punishing someone? I'm not a monster!"

"Uncle Wally told me what you do to people that don't listen to you."

"Oh for Pete's Sake..." The Thanagarian muttered.

"You two are so wonderful with kids." Helena snorted sarcastically as she entered the bride's changing room with Vixen, Zatanna, and Barbara.

"Geez, Dinah, you think five bridesmaids is enough?" Barbara asked with a laugh.

"Babs!" The blonde shouted, a large smile taking up her entire face as she rushed to hug the redheaded woman. "Oh my God! You're here!"

"Oh, please, don't give us any attention." Helen smirked, "People are going to think you're marrying Babs instead of Ollie."

"Oh, shut it." Dinah scowled.

"Yeah, Hel, don't be jealous." Oracle teased, "It's so unbecoming."

"Ladies, ladies, if there was anymore estrogen in this room Lian would grow breasts." Zee chided with a snort.

The six-year-old stuck her tongue out at the sorceress and crossed her arms over her chest. "Bleh."

Dinah turned back into to the mirror. It was hard to believe that in an hour she was going to be a married woman. Married to Oliver Queen the billionaire, no less. Women had tried to tie him down before but in the end Canary took a deep pride in the fact that she had been the one to snag her Olliepop.

A knock on the door made all the women turn their heads. Roy stood at the door with a smirk on his face. "It's time."

Dinah took a deep breath.

When Dinah had asked Ted Grant to walk her down the aisle she hadn't expected him to cry.

It wasn't like the man had broken down into hysterics, but his eyes had teared up. Of course in true Wildcat style the aging man had quickly blamed it on onions.

Dinah decided not to mention that they were in the living room at the time.

It had touched her deeply. Ted was like a father to her and she loved him beyond words. He had taught her to fight as a little girl and even now was trying to give her pointers.

"Alright baby girl, if the priest pulls a knife what do you do?"

"Ted! The priest is not going to pull a knife!"

"But if he were to..."

"Then I would dodge, grab his wrist, twist it, and take the knife to disarm him." Dinah sighed in exasperation. "Honestly Ted it's my wedding. Can't we focus on that for a little while?"

"Sure thing baby girl." Ted nodded, "I just can't believe you're really getting married. What happened to the little girl trying to reach the dummy's head when she threw a punch?"

"She grew." Dinah smiled, squeezing his hand.

Ted smiled back. "Yes she did, and into a very fine young woman. Now come on, let's get this show on the road."

The bride-to-be nodded timidly as Ted looped his arm around hers. Stepping out of her room and into the hallway caused a tingling combination of nerves and excitement to jolt throughout her body. Oh my God, this is really happening...

As the music gently flooded the church hall where the ceremony was taking place, Dinah stepped hesitantly onto the rug that ran to the altar. She saw Ollie standing there decked out in a tux with an eager look on his face, Roy standing next to him patiently. Her own bridesmaids stood across from the two men quietly, the entire church waiting for her to come.

But suddenly, Dinah couldn't move.

"I-I can't." Dinah murmured, "Oh God, I can't."

"Don't get cold feet on me now, Missy. I paid good money to rent this tux!" Ted frowned, "Look, you love the bleeding heart liberal, he loves you. What's the problem?"

"I'm scared. What if we don't work out? What if something happens to us? What if-"

"What if that's just a bunch of crap keeping you from the happiest day of your life?" Ted suggested, "What if I told you it was bull and to get your rear down that aisle?"

"I-I would say you're right." Dinah said, "O-Okay, I'm ready."

"'Bout time."

With newly found confidence flooding through her Dinah began her long walk down the aisle. The crowd stood up to get a glimpse of the beautiful woman dressed in white and for once Dinah welcomed all the attention knowing it had good intentions.

Ollie's face lit up as his eyes fell on her and Dinah bathed in the light of his glow. This was how it was supposed to be. The two of them forever and ever.

"She would wear fishnets with a wedding dress." Helena muttered to Mari with a smirk.

"Hm? Oh, yes." Mari nodded, her mind elsewhere.

"You okay?" Helen asked.


Roy grinned as he saw Dinah start her walk towards them. She was hot to begin with, but tonight she looked unbelievably beautiful.

Ollie was a lucky man and he knew it. Aside from the fact Dinah had never looked so flawless the eager grin of love on her face provided him with a certainty that this truly was the best choice he had ever made. Securing Dinah as his forever was something that needed to be done.

When his soon-to-be-wife finally arrived next to him at the altar, Ollie decided that this was worth every penny and every tattoo it had taken to get here.

Superman had opted to be the one who officiated the marriage, but Ollie had felt someone closer to them deserved the honor. So Ted quickly let go of Dinah's arm and hopped up in front of them.

"Ahem." Ted began, "The men and women -and Wally- gathered here today are here to witness the bonding of this beautiful little lady to the hippie."


"Shush, I'm doing a wedding here. Over the years I've seen him mess up many times, many, many, many times. Heh, there was this one time on Dinah's birthday when-"

"Ted, not the time." Dinah hissed.

"Anyways, while he's messed up many times Dinah never lost faith. 'Course she ain't perfect either. Spends too much time gossiping and going shopping with the gals instead of working on her technique. Don't even get me started on her temper-"


"My point is despite all these faults they still managed to stay together and get this far. It's something you don't see much of anymore; two people willing to make it work instead of just stopping. Makes me feel all soft and sentimental."

Dinah felt her smile grow as Ted began their vows. Never in her life had she felt such sheer happiness.

The vows were exchanged. Ted announced them man and wife as the newlyweds shared a kiss. The church erupted with the sound of enthusiastic clapping from the guests.

"It's about time!" Roy shouted, pulling his bow up and firing an arrow in celebration. The young archer winced as it landed next to Fire causing the Brazilian woman to scream. "Maybe I should have thought that out more..."

The wedding guests flooded outside the church into the courtyard, Mari one of the last to exist the chapel.

She had a lot on her mind at the moment. She still couldn't believe that she had slept with Greg last night, much less while still with John. Sure they hadn't been getting along lately but that didn't give her an excuse to sleep her ass around like a common slut. Loyalty meant something to her.

In the mist of her thoughts she didn't notice a green Mustang pull up next to the church or John get out of it. The Lantern climbed out dressed in casual wear with dark sunglasses. He looked around for a moment before his gaze fell onto Mari and he began to head towards her.

"Mari! Wait up." John called breaking out into a jog to catch up to her.

"John?" Mari asked in surprise. "What are you doing here? I thought you said you couldn't come."

"I have something I need to get off my chest." John sighed, guilt overtaking his face. "Mari...I haven't been loyal to you. About a month ago Shay and I got drunk and slept together."

Mari's eyes widened, but he continued. "It happened again a few more times, and I can't take the guilt anymore. We aren't meant to be, and I know that now. I'm sorry I had to hurt you to realize it."

"...You bastard." Mari snapped, "Do I look like a sex-toy, John? You didn't sleep with her once but on multiple occasions? What the hell!"

"I'm sorry, I just didn't-"

"John could you make a dildo with your ring?"

"What? Why?"

"So you could take it and go fuck yourself!" Mari spat, turning on her heels. Little tidbits of relief flooded through her knowing that she wasn't alone in her sin, but she wasn't going to ever let John know that. "Get bent!"

Diana watched her two teammates storm off in anger not quite knowing what had just occurred. Perhaps she should go try and help Mari. Before the Amazonian could take a step forward she heard a voice call out her name.

"Hey, princess!"

Diana turned to see Helena in a purple dress coming up to greet her, Q in tow. "Hello, Helena."

"Alright, so I was telling Di about how you busted my 'affair' and she thinks I over reacted. Apparently you were just being a good friend to me and I need to apologize. So...I'm sorry." The Italian-American apologized with a sigh as she began to dig through her purse. "Anyway, I thought I would make it up to you by getting you this."

She handed the other woman a book with a picture of two teenagers on it. "Word: A Modern Slang Dictionary? What is this for?"

"You seem to have problems understanding a lot of things people say now, Diana. I thought it would be a good idea to give you this."

"...Thank you." Diana replied, nodding her head slowly. "That is very kind of you, Huntress."

"Don't sweat it."

"Why would I sweat by receiving this gift? It's not very heavy."

"Oh just read the book." Helena sighed, turning to an unmasked Vic. "Did you finish yet?"

"Finish what?" Diana asked.

"My boss assigned me to cover the Queen's wedding instead of the murder of a congressman like a requested." Q explained with a slightly bitter undertone. "Apparently their wedding is more important."

"Oh, shush." Helena scolded, "They're our friends, Vic. You were going no matter what."



Diana decided to quickly head over to the reception before it got out of hand.

"Daddy, you're going to step on my feet!"

"Don't be silly, munchkin. I'm light on my feet." Roy winked at his daughter.

The two were at the reception along with the rest of the wedding guests. Music drifted through the halls making Lian jump in excitement and demand her father dance with her.

"Roy! Roy!"

The young archer turned to see Wally dragging a Vietnamese woman across the hall with a bewildered look on her pretty face. "Roy," Wally grinned, "I'd like to introduce you to Linda."

"Hey, you're real!" Roy exclaimed, shaking the woman's hand. "It's nice to see Wally with someone he doesn't have to deflate after being with."

"And it's nice to see that he really does have friends that aren't imaginary."

"Gee, thanks guys." Wally scowled, "Glad I can always count on you."

"Uncle Wally!" Lian said as she caught sight of her favorite uncle.

"Hey squirt." The redhead smiled, ruffling up her hair. "This is Linda."

Lian looked at her for a long time before asking, "Are you a robot? Daddy said the only woman who could ever put up with Uncle Wally would have to be a robot."

Linda howled with laughter as Wally's ears burned with embarrassment. "No! She's a living, breathing female!"

"A living breathing female whose boyfriend has a tattoo of the Flash Mobile on his ass."

From across the room Vic was announcing details of the wedding into a camera with a microphone in his hand. He hated covering anything he didn't deem real news and this was as fake as it got.

Who cared if they got married? This didn't affect any of his viewers at all. If anything it simply clogged up the media with garbage to distract viewers from honest to God news. Perhaps it was a Conspiracy...

He mindlessly spoke into the mic about the cost of the wedding. Queen had blown triple Vic's own yearly paycheck on one ceremony and the bastard didn't have a single regret about it. Sure Ollie was a friend of his, but to waste all his fortune on one of the biggest Conspiracies in the world was tragic.

"Hey there, Sugar Balls."

Oh no.

Helena drunkenly wrapped an arm around his neck and kissed his cheek. Fantastic. Not even an hour into the reception and his girlfriend had raided the free bar.

"Helena, not now." He muttered as she nuzzled into his chest. "You've been drinking."

"I had a few drinks with Zinda, so what?" Damn it, he should have known better than to let her go off with Zinda Blake around alcohol. "Mm, let's go into a bathroom and have some fun."

He felt his ears burn as the two men manning the camera stifled laughs. "Er, Helen, please not now."

"Come on, I'll do that think you like with my tongue..." She smirked with intoxication, "Hell, let's do it on the table."

"Helena..." Vic sent a panic look to the camera. "I'm working."

She smacked him on the chest. "You-You always work. 'Lax a little baby, you need to."

Before he could reply she kissed him hard, cutting him off. "C'mon baby, two people who do the work we do deserve to rest..."

Deciding to go before she gave away any more information, Vic quickly bid the audience goodnight and turned to walk away with his drunken love. He heard a whisper of lucky bastard from the cameraman and, despite everything, smiled.

Mari sat with a frown on her face as Huntress and Q walked past her on the way to the bathroom, no doubt using it for alternative purposes. It made her sad to think that could have been her and John.


She turned to see Greg standing there awkwardly. "I know things didn't quite work out right, but you wanna dance?"

Slowly, Mari smiled and took his hand. "Of course I do."

As they got up, Ollie and Dinah took the floor for their first dance as a married couple. The room once again burst into applause as the couple kissed each other, their happiness evident.

"I love you, Ollie." Dinah murmured.

"I love you too, Dinah." Oliver smiled, pulling her against him tightly.

"So," She smiled, looking up at him mischievously. "Did I ever get to tell you about the cake we had at my bachelorette party?"


A/N Thanks for reading this fic. It took longer than I expected, but I still completed it. Also this will be the last multi-chap fic I post in this archive probably forever, so also a large thanks to you all for allowing me to write here for so long. I love you guys.

A/N For the last time...Please review:)