Wild ||Edward Nygma|| [2]

Chapter Twenty-Seven || Heart of ice

"Think of it, Batman. To never again walk upon a summer's day with a hot wind in your face and a warm hand to hold. Oh yes. I would kill for that".

- Mr. Freeze, Batman: The Animated Series - Heart of ice.

Charlotte was back in her room at Oswald's mansion preparing to go to bed. She got dressed in a black silk nightgown that reached the middle of her thighs. She was going to pull the blankets and sheets back when there was a knock on her door. She walked over to the door and opened it.

There stood Victor Fries. He didn't have his freezing gun this time nor his gloves and the piece around his neck and head. He had detached it to be more comfortable. He just kept the rest of the suit to keep his body at a subzero temperature.

Victor couldn't help but eye Charlotte up and down. "Hmm, sorry to come here at this time. You were going to bed. We can talk tomorrow. Good night".

He was going to walk away, but Charlotte grabbed his hand and smiled at him. "It's okay. You can come in if you want".

Victor smiled back at her and she stepped back to let him step inside her room. "I just wanted to make sure you were all right".

"Better than ever," Charlotte answered as she closed the door. "What about you?"

"I'm good now," he told her, admiring every detail of her face. "You said you loved that Nygma guy".

Charlotte nodded as she took a step closer to Victor. "I did".

Victor just wished she would step even closer. He wanted to hold her in his arms and feel the warmth that emanated from her body. "Does that mean you-"

"Don't love him anymore?" Charlotte finished for him and a chuckle escaped through her lips. "I let you froze him, didn't I? I don't feel anything for Ed anymore. He made his choice and I made mine. And I know the last words he said to me were nothing but lies. He once said, 'A man facing death will say anything to save his skin'".

Victor felt sick just by thinking of Nygma. He had hurt Charlotte, but she had shown she was much better than him and emerged even stronger than before. Victor admired her strength.

"I'm glad you forgot about that idiot," Victor stated and smiled when Charlotte took another step closer to him.

"Why?" She asked, almost in a whisper.

Victor's heart had been frozen along with all of his feelings, except for that one that kept trying to claw its way out of the ice. All Victor wanted was to give in to that feeling. To feel warmth once again. He thought only in death would he ever feel that warmth. Maybe he was wrong. Maybe Charlotte was his second chance.

"I'm sure we both know the answer to that question," Victor answered and closed the space between them. He placed his hands on Charlotte's waist and leaned in, giving her time to step away if she wished. But she didn't. Actually, Charlotte took her hands up to his shoulders and leaned in as well. Their lips were placed upon each other's very softly.