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Are we out of the woods yet?

What if Ed had been kidnapped that night when Oswald had planned to confess his love? Here it is, it's inspired by Taylor Swift's "Out of the woods".

Warning: Alice Tetch's blood is mentioned, and one of the main characters is infected.

Characters:
Edward Nygma/Riddler
Oswald Cobblepot
Isabella/Lady Clayface
Basil/Clayface
Kathryn Monroe
Harvey Bullock
Jim Gordon (mentioned)
Alice Tetch (mentioned)
Scarecrow (mentioned)
Kristin Kringle (mentioned)

*Tissue Warning*

Edward POV

I stand in the small shop, trying to find the perfect bottle of wine. It has to be perfect. Perfect like him, perfect for him.

"The Sauvignon Blanc is my preferred wine over the Merlot..." A soft female voice says quietly. I look up only to see...

"Kristen?" I say in disbelief.

"It's Isabella. Isabella Clay." She says sweetly, smiling.

"Um, I'm Edward Nygma. Mayor Cobblepot's Chief of staff..." I say awkwardly. She looks just like Kristen...

"Strong as a rock, yet a word can destroy me, what am I?" She says quietly, startling me.

"Silence..." I say shakily.

"The cupcake is sweet, the bullet is deadly..." She starts, making me uneasy.

"A beautiful woman is a dangerous thing..." She says coldly, pulling out a gun and discreetly pointing it at my gut.

"Come with me and Oswald won't get hurt." She threatens. I immediately surrender, terrified.

Oswald...

Oswald POV

Ed should have been here hours ago. Where is he? Maybe he got stuck in traffic...

5 more hours pass by and my paranoia sets in. Something's happened. He's not safe. I call 911 because that's the most rational thing I can think of.

"911, what's your emergency?"

"Hello, this is Mayor Cobblepot, and I would like to report my chief of staff is missing!" I snap.

"You do understand that the person has to be missing for at least 72 hours before you can file an official report?"

"Yes, I understand, but I am the Mayor! God, just put me through to Jim Gordon!"

"Alright, I'm transferring you to his line."

"Thank you, Ma'am..."

"Detective Bullock speaking!" Harvey's very unwelcome voice says boredly.

"Harvey? Where the fuck is Jim?!"

"Please, he's out chasing secret societies. I'm the one here...so what do you want?"

"Edward's missing...I fear the worst. He didn't come home for dinner last night and I...I think someone took him...I think someone took my Edward..." I say shakily. The caffeine from all the coffee has made me jittery.

"He probably went off the deep end of batcrap crazy and killed somebody and felt too scared to come home to his little birdy. Either that or he picked up some hot skirt and scored."

"What?!"

"Y'know, got lucky? Got some? My God, how saintly are you when it comes to sex?! Jeez... you're more simple than an asexual Catholic school girl, I swear..."