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[arkhams_dr]

In the small room where he'd spent the night alone, Jonathan Crane was quite finished getting ready. His role in this ceremony consisted primarily of dressing and appearing; he'd completed the former, and now waited patiently until it was time to do the latter

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[arkhams_dr]

Carefully, he placed the phone down, straightened his tie and stepped out of the room. It was only a short walk down the hall to the suite where Duela was getting ready.

He knocked on the door, "Duela. Just checking, my dear."

[questionorigin]

Duela looked away from the vanity where she was fixing her make-up. She smiled a little before calling, "Come in."

[arkhams_dr]

"Are you quite sure? Much as I'd like to see you, I'm told it isn't done."

[questionorigin]

"Well, it's supposed to be bad luck," Duela replied before she laughed. "But I'm not really a big believer in luck."

[arkhams_dr]

"Your choice, then. I can certainly wait - not much longer, but I can wait."

[questionorigin]

"I'd like the company."

[arkhams_dr]

"Well, then I'm happy to oblige you." He stepped inside the room, moving to stand behind her. "How are you feeling?"

[questionorigin]

Duela smiled at him. "A little foolish for ordering a white wedding dress." She grinned a little more. "But seriously? I feel good. How are you doing?"

[arkhams_dr]

"Nonsense. You look lovely in white, and it's perfectly suitable for a special occasion - which I hope you feel this is." His smile faded for a moment as he took her hands in his. "I wanted to say something to you before all of the other matters of the day begin."

[questionorigin]

"I know this is a special occasion," she replied with a smile. Her smile faded when his did, and she gripped his hands. "What is it?"

[arkhams_dr]

"No, no - it's nothing to worry about. I just wanted - " he paused, then kissed her forehead. "You do know, don't you, how much you mean to me? Even if your wedding day was somewhere else, to someone else, no matter how I felt about that, you do know I would be there for you, don't you? There is nothing that could ever - will ever - change that."

[questionorigin]

Duela put her hand on his cheek. She closed her eyes briefly, trying not to let herself think about too much. "Thank you," she whispered when she finally opened her eyes. "It means... a lot. I... I know I give you hell sometimes, waiting for you to... I don't know. Waiting for you to do something to deserve it." She sighed. "But I love you. Even if I probably don't act like it sometimes."

[arkhams_dr]

"You act like yourself. That's always been enough for me - it should be enough for anyone." His hand covered her. "What I meant to say is that I've always wanted you to be happy, no matter what that entails."

[questionorigin]

"You make me happy," Duela replied. "Happier than I can believe sometimes. I'm always on my guard, waiting for something to happen because of it."

[arkhams_dr]

"Something will happen - a great many somethings, and all of them good, I hope." Finally, he smiled again.

[questionorigin]

She smiled a little as well. "I hope so too. Whatever happens... we're in it together."