Gotham Oneshots- Requests Are Open!

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Another Nygmobblepot Mpreg anyone?!

After the bridges blew, Riddler and Penguin go into hiding at city hall, and right when they thought things couldn't get worse, Oswald finds out he's pregnant with Edwards baby.

Nine months after the bridges blew....

"Oswald it's not a big deal. The submarine is almost done. We can get out of here in no time."

"But Ed. The baby will be here any day now. What if I go into labor on the damn submarine?!"

"That's why I'm kidnapping a doctor to bring with us. Everything will be fine. I promise you. I would never put the two of you in a situation where you and the baby would be in danger. Not like that."

"This is why I love you."

Three days later, the submarine was finished. Edward was able to find a doctor to abduct. And all was going according to plan. Except for one little complication.

Named Nyssa Al Ghul.

Nyssa snuck on to their submarine, and right when they are about to set sail, Nyssa jumps out and puts a gun to Edwards head.

"Thanks for the ride, little boys. Now...you are going to take me far away from gotham." She says in her weird accent.

"Well, that's where we're headed." Edward says angrily.

Nyssa looks at the terrified doctor whom Edward forced to co-pilot the sub. She looks at the doctor badge on his jacket, and smiles wickedly upon seeing the letters OB meaning Obstetrician.

"You're an Obstetrician. I heard a lot about Oswald Cobblepots recent predicament. You're definitely going to be necessary. Too bad I'm here." Nyssa says darkly, putting the gun against the doctors head.

"You can't kill me. I'm the only doctor in the whole city who specializes in male pregnancies. You kill me, that leaves no one here who can deliver that baby."

Whoa...he's tougher than I thought... Edward is shocked by the doctors.... toughness.

Nyssa relents, scowling.

"Fine, but if either of you try anything to get me off this submarine or thwart my plans. You know who gets the bullet."

Ed and the doctor sigh in relief, and Ed puts the sub in the water.

They have been sailing for approximately an hour when Oswald knocks on the door of the cockpit.

"Yes? Oswald, is everything okay? Is it the baby?!" Ed says quickly, beginning to panic.

"I think I'm having contractions. Ah!" Oswald gasps in pain, clutching his abdomen.

"Okay. Doc, we need you!"

"But who's gonna pilot the sub?"

"Leave that to me. Never send a couple of boys to do a womans job." Nyssa takes over the controls while Oswald Ed and the doctor walk back to what Ed designated the "Medical area".

It had a bed, towels, anything the doctor needed.

"You okay, Oswald?"

"Fine, just a little anxious.  It hurts a little but it's not bad yet. Oh, oh God...ow!" Oswald groans softly as an especially strong contraction hits him. He flops back onto the bed as it ends, panting lightly.
Ed clasps his hand.

"Hey, it's okay. You're gonna be fine."

"Ed, please stay right here with me. I'm scared. What if it starts hurting even worse?"

"You'll be fine. I'm going to be right here the whole time, Ozzie. I swear."

A half hour later, the baby is here.

The doctor carries the tiny pink bundle over to her parents.

"Oh, she's so tiny." Oswald says sweetly, stroking her sweet face.

"She's so beautiful, Ozzie. Just like you..." Ed says warmly in disbelief.

Nyssa walks into the room, shooting the doctor once she sees his job is done.

"Gotham is destroyed. And now my fathers work is done. My name is Nyssa Al Ghul. My father was Raś Al Ghul. The ones who killed him are dead. This sub is mine. I'm not going back to gotham....there's nothing to go back to." She says darkly.

She took the sub to the mainland, then got herself a flight to her home country. Ed and Oswald find a safehouse to live in. Far away from the crime of gotham.

"You need some sleep." Ed says groggily, walking into the nursery just to find Oswald standing there watching their baby daughter sleep.

"I can't help it. She's so tiny and cute and beautiful." Oswald says sweetly, smiling.

"We haven't named her yet. Do you have any ideas?" Ed says warmly, wrapping his arms around Oswald from behind.

"How about Emily?"

"Hmm, Emily Nygma-Cobblepot...I like it."

"And her name shortened is just like yours shortened."

"Enygma." They say in unison, smiling widely.

"Hi Emily. It's Mommy. I love you so much baby girl." Oswald says quietly.

Ed smiles and kisses Oswalds neck, still in awe of his tiny little family.

About a year later, Ed found Martin on the street stealing someones wallet.

"Hey. Martin! It's me, Edward. Remember? Uncle Penguin sent me to get you. We got ice cream."

Martin writes on his notepad.

Green man, right?

"Right. Come on, you shouldn't be out on the street." Ed takes Martins hand and leads him to his car.

"Hey, Oswald! You won't believe who I found!" Ed yells up to Oswald at the safe house.

"Who?" Oswald says quietly, walking into the living room. His eyes widen with surprise when he sees Martin.

"Martin?! Oh my God! I haven't seen you in forever! Look how big you got!" Oswald says excitedly, walking over to hug Martin. Martin wraps his arms around Oswald, hugging him tight. Oswald looks so happy to see his now not so little boy. Martin was at least 5'9 by then.

"Hey, how about you stay with us. Would you like that?" Ed asks Martin. Martin nods his head quickly, and Oswald gasps silently.

"Do you want us to be your parents?" Oswald asks nervously.

Martin nods again, smiling that big smile of his. Oswald hugs his quickly growing little boy again.

"Hey, Martin...you have a little sister now. Do you want to meet her?"

Martin nods again, and Ed and Oswald lead their tall little boy up to Emilys room.

"This is Emily." Oswald says quietly, handing the little baby to Martin. Martin furrowed his brow at first, but almost immediately started smiling.

Ed takes the baby from him after a moment, and Martin writes on his notepad.

I have a family now :)

Oswald smiles widely.
"Yes you do, my boy. Yes you do." Oswald says quietly.

Love is life's true destiny; we do not find Life's true meaning in ourselves; we find it in another.

Thomas Merton