Disclaimer: I own nothing but Elena.

Author's Note: Wow! So, 2 months, and 150 reviews later...I've finally finished Rescue Me! Thank you all for your support and love, it means soooo much to me!! Don't worry...this isn't the last time you'll see Elena and Bruce together. Read the Author's Note at the bottom; it'll tell you all about the sequel, My Guardian Angel!

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1 month later...

As he looked once again at Elena's beautiful face, Bruce squeezed her hand gently, still holding it in both of his as though he would never let go. And he didn't want to. Elena looked so peaceful, her face relaxed as she slept.

Taking one hand away for just a moment, Bruce reached into his jacket and pulled out the little box with the ring in it. Maybe this wasn't the most romantic of moments—Bruce would be the first to admit how rusty he still was at that sort of thing—but right now he hardly cared. He flipped open the box with his thumb, shook the ring into his hand and stuffed the box back into his jacket pocket.

Bruce slid the ring—the slim gold band with its hand-crafted emerald gemstones enfolding a glittering diamond between them—onto Elena's finger and took her hand in both of his once more. Now all that was left was to wait. He would wait forever if he had to, but he knew that wouldn't be necessary. He could see Elena stirring even now. He relaxed back against the sheets, pretending to be asleep.

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The soft white light of the sun woke Elena gently from her sleep. Her body was warm, but comfortable; entangled with tan muscled limbs. An arm was loosely thrown over her waist; loose but protective, even in sleep. Elena's bare legs were wrapped against his, seeking warmth. Though a sheet had been thrown over their bodies, she was not hot but instead, felt very comfortable.

Elena turned her head slightly and smiled. Bruce's handsome face looked so peaceful, even in sleep. Though his eyes were shut in exhaustion; the effect of spending his nights fighting crime as Batman.

Though she would never admit it, she worried for him. She was convinced his physical and mental state was sound, but what if he didn't pay attention for one second, and a criminal shot him? Elena needed no reminder that he was just one man, let alone human, and his fight for justice seemed never-ending.

Since the bat-signal had been broken, and Harvey's death was announced, Bruce was more vigilant than usual, spending his nights fighting until five or six in the morning. She was amazed his body was still functioning properly, that he hadn't dropped dead. So Elena did all she could to make sure his life was easier; to working his job while he was away, going to meetings, staying as his personal secretary, to even doing tedious interviews.

Though Elena couldn't complain. She had gotten everything she wanted; the love of her life was safe for now and her friends… No, she was happy. Content even on spending the rest of her life doing this.

Elena blinked, startled. Where had that thought come in? She knew Bruce could love, but could he marry? Could he be willing to set down Batman and settle with a family? She didn't know. And now that she thought about it more, she didn't know if Bruce should stop being Batman.

It was evident the public needed him, no matter how many rallies they set up against the caped crusader. And Elena was almost positive Bruce needed Batman. Though it would worry her, she supposed she would get used to the idea.

Elena smiled, mind set. Gently, she removed Bruce's hand from her waist and tried to sit up, but not before she felt a tug on her arm.

Looking back, she saw Bruce smile tiredly. "Hey, beautiful."

Her own smile turned playful as he dragged her down onto his bare chest, reveling in the sudden warmth. She laughed lightly when he began to kiss her neck, slowly trailing downwards in feathery touches.

"Oh no you don't," Elena scolded, teasingly moving backwards to escape his arm. "It's time to get up. The meeting's in an hour."

Bruce groaned and fell back onto the bed, arm thrown over his eyes. Elena's smile melted into sympathy as she gently grabbed his hand and kissed the rough knuckles.

"I know, and I'm sorry," she said guiltily and Bruce smiled.

"You're too good at that look," he said finally, shielding his eyes again.

Elena's face turned innocent. "What look?"

"That puppy-dog look that will make me do whatever it is you want."

She giggled in agreement and patted his hand before getting out of the plush bed. "Come on, get up."

Grabbing her robe, she made her way into the bathroom and switched on the light. The walls were re-painted a mint green, over that dull white color, courtesy of Elena. Bruce had put in the tiled floor and marble countertops, which were now decorated by Elena's famous green rug and various accessories.

Elena took a hairbrush in her left hand and began running it slowly through her soft brown tresses. It was then that her eyes caught the glint of gold and emerald on her finger. Elena gasped, too stunned to say anything, and let go of the brush to pull her own hand closer so she could get a better view of the ring.

She quickly ran from the room and into the bedroom, just as Bruce looked up at her.

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They stared at each other with shock and revelation; the silence between them lengthening. Oddly, he didn't know what to say. Words felt wrong, somehow, almost intrusive, and Bruce found he didn't want this quiet moment to end just yet. Elena, as always, seemed to sense his mood, and said nothing, either, although her lips curled in a small smile when she saw him.

Bruce caught her eye looking down at the ring again, and his throat caught. He wondered what she would think of it, and his heart was pounding more fiercely than it ever had in battle. He didn't really think she'd say no, but he couldn't help the nervous flutter that rose in his stomach just the same. When Elena sniffled and looked back up at him with tears sliding down her cheeks, Bruce finally found his voice.

"Elena, um… want to marry me?"

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Elena squealed and ran across the room, throwing her arms around Bruce. He laughed loudly and spun her around in a circle before setting her back onto her feet. Elena looked into his eyes a second longer before leaning in and kissing him passionately.

"Yes..." she whispered against his lips, smiling as tears of joy slid along her cheeks. "Yes I will marry you."

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The moment was interrupted however as the door opened and Alfred walked in, carrying a tray of fruit and juice. He stopped, seeing Elena crying and Bruce smiling, and a confused look crossed over his weathered face.

"What did I miss?" he said slowly, glancing between the emotional couple suspiciously. Bruce and Elena looked at each other for a brief second, before they both burst out laughing.

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Author's Note:

Sequel Name: My Guardian Angel

Date to be released: January 2009 (though I'll prolly do it sooner, seeing how I've already got the plot figured out. XD)

Villains: The Riddler (Woo-hoo! "Riddle me this, riddle me that, who's afraid of the big black bat?"

And a special villain who I am going to create. It's a surprise! XD

I love you all! Thank you so much! Please review and please keep an eye out for the sequel! *throws millions of cookies at you* You guys deserve it!

Thanks a million!

Cheers,

Amy