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Amnesia

Sooo yeah, I'm back with Nygmobblepot. This one is set in season 4. Ed is unfrozen and physically fine but his memory is shot. He doesn't even remember who Isabella is...

*!!TISSUE WARNING!!*

Oswald POV

It's been five weeks. Five blissful, oblivious weeks with Edward Nygma. I unfroze him because of my guilt and of course because I missed him dearly.

Five weeks. Five weeks of cuddles and kisses and hugs and love. Love from the one man who has always been there for me. Edward Nygma.

Ed POV

I sit in my room, head in my hands.

What's happening to me? It's like I've been torn in half.

HAHAHAHAHAHA!!! You will never be a superior intellect like me!

I look up in horror at my reflection laughing at me mockingly.

You are an idiot. You are not as smart as me, not as confident, you are inferior to me, I can get anyone I want--

"SHUT UP!!!" I scream, punching the mirror and breaking it into a million pieces.

The laughter continues, getting louder and louder and louder

Louder

LOUDER

LOUDER

L O U D E R

"AAAAAAAAHHH!!!!!"

I remember... everything...

Oswald POV

I walk into the house, hanging my coat on the coat rack.

"Edward, I'm home!" I call out. No answer.

"Ed!?" I call out again.

Maybe he's in his study...

I walk to his study, finding it deserted.
I call his cell, thinking he probably went to the store.

I hear Wake up alone playing softly on his phone on the desk.

Shit...

"Where are you, Ed?" I say quietly, terrified.

What if he got hurt? What if he's been kidnapped? What if he's dead? Oh no no no no...

I hear footsteps and shaky breathing behind me.

"Whoever's there, it is rather cowardly to shoot a man in the back of the head without ever looking him in the eye." I say boldly.

"I'm not a coward..." A familiar voice says harshly.

"Ed?" I say quietly, turning around to a gun in my face.

"Ed, what's going on?"

"Don't play games! I know what you did! I remember everything!" He says loudly.

"I'm sorry." I say quietly, my voice small.

"SORRY? THAT'S ALL YOU CAN SAY? SORRY? You killed my girlfriend! You ruined my life! You froze me and put me on display LIKE AN ANIMAL!!! SORRY DOES NOT MAKE UP FOR THAT!!!!!"

"I know...I deserve this. I hurt you, Edward. You gave me everything, you believed in me when no one else did, you were my best friend, and I took away the one person you loved. I don't deserve to breath while she rots in the ground." As I say the words, I slowly get down on my knees.

The barrel of his gun is right against my forehead. This is it. The end of Penguin and Riddler.

And oh, how amazing those five weeks were.

Flashback

"Eddie, I'm home!" I called out.

"In the dining room!" He called back.

I walked into the dining room, and oh my gosh, it looked and smelled amazing.

"You didn't have to cook dinner!" I said in awe.

"Well, it's our first official date...I wanted it to be special..." He said warmly, pulling me into a warm kiss.

After dinner we were curled together in bed, my head on his chest.

"I love you Oswald..." He murmured softly, kissing my head.

"I love you too Edward..." I murmured against his chest.

Present day

Here I am, on my knees, with a gun to my head. Ed looks down at me with such confliction.

"Shut up..." He whispers softly, closing his eyes.

"SHUT UP! YOU DON'T KNOW ANYTHING, RIDDLER!!" he yells, tugging his hair with his left hand. His right hand holds the gun.

"Ed, I'm not going to beg for mercy...this is what I deserve. I won't even shed a tear."

"I don't need you to beg...I just need you to die!" He says angrily.

I can see the confliction and heartbreak in his eyes. If he drops the gun, I'll forgive him. If he drops the gun, I'll take him back and spare him. I can never hurt him again. He's precious to me.

He pulls back the hammer on the pistol and I close my eyes, awaiting my long delayed execution.

"Oswald..." I hear him say quietly, his voice cracking.

I hear the gun fall to the floor with a loud clatter. Then suddenly he's on the floor in front of me, his hands on my face.

"Oswald! Oswald, oh God...oh..." He says quietly, desperation thick in his voice.

"I'm so sorry, Oswald...oh God...oh... I was so wrong...I can't live without you, Ozzie..."

"It's okay, Edward..." I say quietly, opening my eyes. He has tears streaming down his beautiful face.
I reach up and wipes them away, kissing him tenderly.

"Please don't be mad at me..." He hiccups.

"I could never be mad at that sweet face, Ed. Never..." I say reassuringly, pecking his lips once more.

"Do you want to go to bed?" I ask quietly.

"Yes, please..." Ed whimpers softly.

Oh my God I for real cried while writing this OMG...