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Into the woods

Hi this is part 2 of Mad grey dawn.

Ed POV

I did everything right, the IA tip, the art heist, the bombing, the crowbar, Pinkney. But Jim escaped Blackgate, and now I'm constantly looking over my shoulder.

"Ed, why have you been so paranoid lately?"

"It's nothing, Oswald. Just my nerves worried about your old enemies. Who knows what Tabitha and Butch might plan?" I lie easily.

That night....

Jim shows up. I was understandably horrified, but Oswald was just... uncomfortable.

I made tea and we listened to the tape.

The cuckoo clock...

"Guess what? I knew that you knew that I knew..."

With that, I electrocuted him.

"That's why your chair's wired to the mains...."

"Ed, what? What did you do?" Oswald asks in pure shock.

"I framed Jim. I'm sorry. I had to, he hurt you, he's a monster..."

"Stop. It's okay... just get him out of here..."

I drag Jims body to my car, but he regains consciousness and runs off.

"I know your probably wondering...why would Ed do this to me? Set me up? Ruin my life? Two words...OC."

"Oswald Cobblepot..." I hear him mutter. I shoot in the direction of the noise, but I lose him.

"Rats..."

The next day, I heard Selina talking to Harvey and Barnes, and my heart stopped. I run to the locker room, and Riddler is quick to judge. I have to move Kristens body.

Stupidest idea of my life. Jim fed information to that little miscreant assuming I'd hear. Now I'm in a holding cell, feeling like a total idiot. Then Oswald shows up, tears streaming down his face. He takes my hands through the bars, crying softly.

"We're gonna fight this, okay?" He says quietly.

"Move on."

"Move on to what, Ed? You mean...me."

"I'm sorry. You have to move on from me..."

"But think of all the things you'll miss, Edward. Birthdays and first steps and skinned knees." He sobs, putting my hand on his stomach.

Just then the officers grab me and haul me off.

"No, Ed! Please, no! I love you! Ed!" I hear him sob behind me.

I was thrown in Arkham among the most disgusting lunatics in the city. My cellmate was a complete perv and a creep, wouldn't shut up about the female inmates and how hot they were to him. Finally one night I punched him to get him to stop, and it worked.

A few weeks later, there was a riot. The inmates got out of their cells, and all hell breaks loose. I took the opportunity to run. I get in a car, hotwire it, and drive to the city. I find a payphone and call Oswalds cell.

"Hello?"

"Oswald, is everything okay?"

"Ed! Oh my God! There's a riot at Arkham, are you safe?! How do you have a phone?!"

"I'm out. Could you maybe call me a cab at 30th and Winslow?"

"I'll have Zsasz come get you..."

We say goodbye quickly, and 29 minutes later Zsasz pulls up in his little two seater.

About 30 minutes later, he pulls up in front of a mansion.

"Where are we?"

"Oswalds new place. Van Dahl mansion. His pops place." Zsasz explans. We walk up to the door and a butler opens it.

"Mr Cobblepot is in the living room." He says politely. I walk to what I correctly assume is the living room and find my Oswald waiting for me.

"Hey..." I say quietly. I'm still wearing the Arkham clothes.

"Edward..." He sighs.

"How did you get this place?"

"I'm King of gotham."

That grin. That devilish, warm, insane grin.

My Oswald!!!

I sit down beside him quickly hugging him tight. Those three months apart nearly broke us both.

But here we are.

"Oh..." He winces suddenly, hand on his abdomen.

"What?" I ask worriedly.

"My water just broke."

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An hour later, she was here...our little angel.

"She's so beautiful..." He says warmly, staring at our baby daughter lovingly.

"I completely agree. Our little Gertrude Cobblepot-Nygma is just perfect..." I say softly, kissing his raven hair.

He sighs happily, nuzzling into my shoulder.

"I love you so much..." I say to both of them.

And it's 100% true.

Forever....

Aaaand finished!!! Whoo! Nap time, wrote this at 3:39 AM!!! HAHA!!!