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this is me trying...

This is SOOOOOOOOO obviously.....

Nygmobblepot....

Taylor Swift's "This is me trying"

Oswald stands on the dock, staring at his Edward. Ed holds a gun pointed at Oswald's gut.

"Ed, I love you. I love you so much. I'm sorry, please don't do this."
All Oswald wanted was for Ed to hold him close and never let go. His heart is slowly breaking.

"You murdered Isabella. You took my last chance at love away...now you are going to pay." Ed says quietly in a menacing tone. Oswald sobs softly as he gazes up at the beautiful man that was once his Edward.

"Please! You can't kill me... please Ed! please, please, please! I...I love you. You need me, just as I need you! YOU CANNOT HAVE ONE WITHOUT THE OTHER! This will be the COLD BLOODED MURDER OF SOMEONE YOU love..." Oswald's voice cracks at the end as more tears fall down his face.

"I don't love you..." Ed says ominously, squeezing the trigger. Oswald gasps in pain, wanting to hold Ed and make all this pain go away.

Ed finally pulls the trigger, burying a bullet in Oswald's abdomen. Oswald gasps in shock and pain, staring in shock at the blood coating his hands for a moment before looking up at Ed. As much as he's pained by the sight of Ed right now, he also feels the same connection between them. The warm fuzzy feeling in his chest.
Most of all, he forgives Ed.

"Ed, I -- *coughing up blood* I love you, and I forgive you." Oswald collapses onto his knees, and Ed gasps silently.

"Oswald, I..." Ed trails off. Oswald looks up at him with such pain, heartbreak and devastation, but also love and forgiveness.

Ed kneels in front of Oswald, crying silently. A tear slips down his cheek. 
He gives into the pain overwhelming his heart and reaches up and caresses Oswald's cheek softly. More blood drips from Oswalds mouth before he goes limp, falling headfirst onto the dock. But Ed catches him, scooping the scared dying bird into his arms.

"Oswald, no! No, you can't! You can't leave me! I need you!" Ed breaks down into sobs holding his Oswald stroking his beautiful face.

"Ed... Ed I..." Oswald chokes out through the blood. Ed sobs harder, mentally cursing himself for hurting the man he loves like this.

Oswald smiles at his Edward, whispering a soft fluttery "I love you" before going limp in Ed's arms. Ed watches as the light leaves his eyes.

"No. No no no no no no no no no no! NOOOO!" Ed screams in horrific agony. He gasps in shock and horror as he realizes he just killed Oswald.

"No, you're not dying on me! Not now! I'm getting you to a hospital!" Ed sobs loudly, grabbing his phone and frantically dialing 911.

"Oh, my God! Get out here quick! I'm at the pier! The mayor's been shot!" Ed yells frantically, sounding unbelievably desperate. 10 agonizing minutes later the ambulance arrives. The paramedics rush Oswald into the ambulance. At the hospital, Ed paces back and forth, taking exactly 11 steps each time. Finally a doctor arrives in the waiting room, and Ed gasps and runs over to him.

"Is he okay!?" Ed says frantically. The doctor looks at him sadly.

"He's not looking good."

"No...no he has to be okay!" Ed shouts through gritted teeth, yanking on his hair.

"He lost a lot of blood. The only thing that could save him is a transfusion. He's type BA+, this blood type is extremely rare and the hospital doesn't have any transfusions of it."

"Then test me. See if I'm that blood type." Ed sniffs.

"Mr. Nygma, the odds of there being two people in this city with type BA+ blood are a billion to one. Only one in every 500 million people has this blood type."

"Just see if I can save him." Ed says angrily.

The doctor relents, leading Ed back into the room where they draw blood.

"Alright, this will only hurt a little." A technician says softly as she slides the needle into Ed's arm.

"Ow." Ed says quietly.

"Sorry. You must really care about this guy."

"Excuse me?"

"Not every day someone in this city offers their blood for somebody else. That's part of the reason the hospital is so low on transfusions. But hey. You might get the chance to save the mayor. That makes you a hero."

Ed rolls his eyes when she's not looking. She slides the needle out after a moment and bandages Ed's arm.

"Okay. We'll know if you're a match in about an hour." She says, walking off to the lab with the blood sample. Ed sits quietly in the crisp clean white room and lets his tears return.

I will not lose you Oswald...

Even if I have to make a deal with the devil...

An hour later, the doctor returns to find Ed crying softly. Ed looks up at the doctor with sad empty eyes.

"Just tell me. I can't save him, I know I can't save him..."

"Actually you can,
Mr. Nygma. You're a match." The doctor says disbelievingly. 

"Real miracle. Mr Cobblepot is lucky to have you. He'd be a goner if it weren't for you."

Ed gasps silently, looking up at the doctor with teary eyes, smiling slowly.

"This is a joke, right?"

"Come on. Let's save your friend." The doctor says softly.

The nurse draws a transfusion from Ed's arm, and this girl actually knew how to put the needle in without hurting him.

Now all Ed can do is wait for Oswald to get better. Ed sits beside him all night, eventually falling asleep. When he wakes, he feels familiar fingers ruffling his hair.

"Oswald?" Ed gasps lightly, sitting up quickly. He sits in shock, staring into beautiful green eyes.

"Hello, dear friend."

"Oswald...oh, thank God. You're alive! I still have you, I still have my best friend!" Ed rushes out as he throws his arms around Oswald. Oswald gasps, Ed squeezing a little too tight.

"Ow, ow, ow!" Oswald says. Ed quickly pulls away, panicked.

"I didn't say stop...I just said ow."

Ed laughs at his Oswald, still eternally grateful that he still has Oswald.

"I love you so much Oswald...you were right, everything you said, you were right." Ed admits. Oswald smiles widely, and it's a smile Ed can gaze at forever.

"Do you still love me?" Ed asks feebly.

"I never stopped..." Oswald says sweetly, caressing Ed's sweet face. Ed curls up carefully next to Oswald, placing his head on Oswald's chest. Oswald sighs happily as Ed clings to him like a lifeline.

As Ed drifts off to sleep, Oswald whispers seven soft words.

"I will always love you Edward Nygma..."

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