You're stupid sometimes.


It was a mess at the precinct. Cops were everywhere, forensic examiners running back and forth between desks and people.

Edward and Mist stared at the chaos.

"I think this is the most active I've ever seen the cops," Mist muttered.

Edward glanced at her before he sighed. "It happened in the GCPD, of course they're going to be- wait, where's Bullock and Gordon?"

"Haven't they got a case?"

"I think they solved it yesterday."

"The Goat right?"

Edward nodded his head.

"No offence Edward but your city is a little crazy," Mist mumbled.

"I know," Edward beamed. "Isn't it great? All those fascinating crimes!"

Mist raised an eyebrow before shaking her head in dismay. "That isn't a good thing."

They moved out of the way to let the body cart through, the man on it a pale grey, his neck was coated in dry blood.

Edward shuddered slightly. To think, that could of been him.

"You okay?" Mist questioned, the place was calming down now that the body had been removed.

"Just glad it wasn't me."

Then they saw Bullock come running in, a grin on his face as he ran towards Essen's office.

"Why's he in such a good mood?"

Edward shrugged and began to walk towards the exit, Mist still watched Bullock as he and Essen seemed to arguing about something, but what?

"You don't get, we're on the same side!"

Mist span around and her mouth fell agape as Montoya and Allen were bringing a hand cuffed James Gordon towards the holding cells.

"What's going on?" Edward questioned, making Mist jump.

"Will you please stop doing that!"

"Sorry."

Suddenly Bullock came over with Essen and then there was a huge argument.

"I didn't kill Oswald Cobblepot," Gordon shouted. "I didn't shoot him Bullock.

"Of course you didn't, partner."

"No, I mean it!"

"Harvey Bullock you're under arrest," Montoya growled.

Mist felt her eyes widen at the scene. Were they insane? They couldn't arrest Gordon and Bullock.

"Yeah, you've got a problem! You got a real-." Bullock paused and stared, the whole station turned to look at a thin man with a bird like face.

"Hello," he smiled brightly. "I am Oswald Cobblepot."

Mist smiled at him. "Hello again, waddles," she whispered.

There was a huge argument between the two Detectives and they were quickly pulled apart.

Gordon was able to get free and he ran off, pulling his phone out on the way.

"What's going on?" Mist questioned Edward who shrugged before glancing over at Cobblepot.

Oswald smiled at the both of them before he turned to hobble off.

"Come on," Mist egged as she pushed Edward toward the door to follow Oswald.

"What are we doing?" Edward asked.

"We're going to talk to waddles."

"Are you sure that's a good idea?"

"No, it's one of the best ideas, a bad idea and bad ideas are the best because-."

"Because they're the most dangerous…" Edward trailed off as he slowed to a stop. "That's what Sphinx said."

Mist frowned. "So?"

"You and her are similar and you keep acting strange and…" Edward trailed off at the glare.

"Are you assuming I am the Sphinx?"

"I'm saying you are the Sphinx," Edward growled.

Mist raised an eyebrow but burst into laughter. "I'm flattered you think I'm a homicidel murderer, Edward. Truly I am."

"I am not joking!" Edward snapped. "It makes perfect sense. When Enigma was kidnapped Sphinx was nice to her, Enigma even said she was looking pretty tonight which hints towards she's seen Sphinx before."

"Edward…" Mist shook her head smiling. "I wish I had your imagination, I really do."

"Mist.. there's still time, we can fix this!" Edward cried.

"There is nothing to fix!"

"But-."

"I am not Sphinx Edward. The idea is ludicrous!" Mist snarled before she calmed down and grabbed his tie. "Edward, making assumptions like that will cause trouble in places you could never imagine. I am trying to capture Sphinx, in fact I'm the only one who is trying to catch her!"

"Mist I-."

"No!" yelled Mist slapping his face. "You can shut the hell up!"

"What happened to you?" Edward whispered with a look of horror on his face. "You used to be so kind, understanding and caring when we were kids. What happened?"

"I grew up!"

Edward looked at the floor. "You're saying I haven't?"

"You still play video games!" Mist shouted while waving her hands in the air.

"How do you know that?"

"I saw it, at your apartment."

Edward frowned. "Mist, you've never been to my apartment."

Mist frowned. "I haven't? Do you not remember the Sphinx incident? I was there, your apartment was a crime scene."

Edward grimaced at the memory. If Sphinx wasn't Mist then who was she?

"Well?" Mist growled, her arms crossed, tapping her foot with impatience.

A smile fell on Edward's face. "You look cute like that."

The smile that fell across Mist's face she couldn't help and she was giggling slightly. "Really Edward? I was supposed to look intimidating not 'cute' as you put it."

"Well after seeing Sphinx, you are like a calm breeze compared to her raging storm."

Mist laughed again. "Hey listen… for old times sake do you want to go to the amusement park then have a nice dinner?"

"What about Enigma?"

"It's okay Enigma is covered," Mist said smiling. "Plus, it would be nice to spend time with you."

Edward grinned. "Okay… for old times sake. Oh, do you know that frais comes from-,"

"Excuse me."

Edward and Mist turned to a bald man with two women next to him.

"Yes?" Mist questioned frowning, was it wrong to feel… intimidated by this man?

"Do you know were James Gordon is?" he asked smiling at them.

Mist narrowed her eyes. "Why do you want him?"

The man's smile faltered a little, but he kept it up barley. "Business."

"Well, would you kindly tell me what that is?"

"He's in the main department," Edward interjected.

He smiled again. "Thank you. Mister Nygma."

Edward gulped slightly before nodding and hiding behind Mist.

He smiled and he and the two women left them along.

"What are you thinking?!" Mist shouted at him.

"Look, he'll be fine, trust me," Edward assured before he dragged Mist out. "Trust me, Mist. Like you used to."

Mist frowned and looked at the floor.

"Misty?"

She smiled at the old nick name and looked up at him, before she hugged him. "Oh Eddie, what would I do without you huh?"

"Not have a daughter?"

"Ha! Well, I guess. But I don't want to change that, not for all the money in the world."

"I'm happy to hear that," Edward stated, smiling at her.

"Come on, lets head to the amusement park so I can win you one of those polyester items."

Edward laughed as Mist pulled him along to her car. "But you are dressing out of those. Come on Ed, losen up."

"Alright, alright fine," he laughed. "You know where my apartment is, lets go their first and then go to your place so you can get changed."

"Why are we going to my place last?"

"It took you 15 minutes to get ready for our first date."

Mist laughed. "You timed it? What am I saying of course you did!"

"I wanted to make sure I wasn't late," Edward protested. "Plus, if that's how long it took you to get ready for a date, could you imagine our wedding day?"

"No, because we never had it."

Edward frowned. "We were too young. You know that I know that."

"I was too young to have a child, Edward."

"How old were you?" Edward questioned.

Mist paused for a long time before turning to him. "Really? Edward do the math, you know how old she is, she's five, take five away from my age."

Edward paused before thinking and then he went a deathly shade of white. "You were 18."

"And now you know how old I am," Mist mumbled. "Wait, how did you know how old I was in the first place?"

"I looked up your file."

"Of course you did."

"You sound disappointed."

"You could of just asked."

"I may not be good at talking with people but even I know it's inpolight to ask a lady how old she is," Edward stated.

Mist gave a small laugh. "Of course. Well, I'm not going to get into a fight with you, I'm going to have a nice times with you."

Edward grinned. "So… it'll be like being 18 again."

"Don't get your hopes up, Mister Nygma. I'm not planning on having another baby anytime soon."

"I wasn't implying-."

"I know," Mist laughed. "No offence, but you can be a real idiot sometimes," she grinned nudged his shoulder. "But that's okay. Now, lets go and have some fun."

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