Oswald
Walking alone at night became a habit recently. Nygma and I decided to lay low of being seen with each other after my run in with Ms. Kringle. I really hated to have to resort to such conditions, but we didn't want to jeopardize either of our positions before we made our big move.
While I was out soaking in the moonlight, that was more often hidden behind the dark clouds of Gotham, I would find a random homeless man that was of a similar build to Falcone and Maroni and bring them to the clinic so Nygma could start his human trials.
Nygma
I, for once, wasn't okay with lowering our ping on people's radars about being seen with one another. I had suggested it but still wasn't pleased with it. I just didn't like Kringle's angle, I was going to figure her out on my own.
Whenever Oswald would bring a homeless patient in, I would drop by the clinic and continue in my work. After a few different patients, I knew she was ready. Plague had reached her potential, she was ready to be used.
I sat down my notebook removing my goggles as I looked to the dead bodies that laid just off to the side. It was complete.
I was so very proud of it, or at least the voice was.
Bravo bravo Ed, how does that feel? it asked me. Feels good doesn't it? You just single evenhandedly put the power of God into a tiny vial. Not so much of a goody two shoes anymore are we?
"It's ready," I told Oswald.
"I didn't know that this day would come so soon, Ed." Oswald smiled at me."So what is the potency of it?"
"Obviously, the more you use the faster it reacts. So, the slower you want it to take, the less you use. I would say for a good 24 hours, use two drops. For 12 hours, use four and so forth." I explained to him looking to him from where I sat.
"Thank you, so much Edward Nygma! Our plan of attack begins in a week. Falcone is holding a big party as an act of goodwill. He has started to take notice of the fact that mob members are being killed off. I am invited of course, and no one would suspect that is was in the wine. If we use different ratios for different members of the great underworld they'll all die of seemingly natural causes. AND WE'LL TAKE GOTHAM FOR OURSELVES!" Oswald started laughing maniacally.
I smiled at his excitement, of course I wasn't interested in ruling Gotham but he could do the ruling, I could do the experimenting.
"You will of course want to take this on slowly," I gently reminded him. "If everyone gets sick but you, they will suspect something. I'd just slowly work your way through the ranks. I can only turn some facts around, point the police in another direction. I can't turn them blind to common sense."
"Yes, very true, Neg. Thank you for keeping me grounded. I just jumped the gun in my excitement..." Oswald paused,"So what are you going to be doing now, Neg, that you don't have Plague to work on?"
"I actually have another project I am anxious to start on," I responded at his question with a soft smile. "But other than that, I'm at your call. Whatever you need me to do, I'll do it."
"Anything you can tell me about, Mr. Nygma?" Oswald winked at me,"Or is it a top secret mission?"he smiled.
I chuckled softly at that setting my pen down and adjusting my glasses. "Super top secret," I chuckled.
At least it was for now, I wanted to focus my attention on Kringle. I doubt it was merely a crush as Oswald had suggested. No, I had crushed for years on this woman and now she comes after me? This wasn't normal.
Oswald
"Yeah, you're right, Neg. Like hell I want to run into that bitch again." I shivered remembering the last time I ran into Ms. Kringle,"I half debated making her our first human test subject with how annoyingly nosy she was. I admire you for having to work with her..."
I turned toward the door,"Let's go, Neg."
"She's so pleasant to be around," Nygma told me getting up and grabbing his jacket.
Nygma smiled softly as he followed me. "How is your leg?" he asked me gently.
"It's doing pretty well, Neg. I mean I know I'll never walk without this limp but at least it doesn't hurt. You did a great job Neg"
Nygma
"Had I not rebroke it, you wouldn't be walking at all." I nodded wrapping my scarf around my neck.
Once we got to my apartment I took out my key and stopped looking to the door handle. I immediately stepped backwards and looked up and down the hallway silently.
The handle was slightly turned and the door was ajar.
"What's wrong, Neg?" Oswald asked as I stopped abruptly at the door to his apartment and backed away from it a few steps.
Oswald noticed that as usual I was not carrying a weapon on me. He followed behind, umbrella at the ready.
"Hello?" I called out setting down my keys and unraveling my scarf. I had figured whomever had been here was long gone by now.
This bothered me greatly. Someone had been inside of my house, snooping. I froze and then started down the hallway quickly and into my bedroom to my drawer. I quickly fell to my knees ripping open the bottom drawer and turning it over.
I opened a small compartment inside of it and sighed weakly with relief. It was still there, a tiny box. I had kept a sample of Plague in there as a little token to myself.
"Edward...Is everything alright?" Oswald repeated.
"Yes, I am now" I breathed.
I placed the vial back into it's compartment, placed the drawer back into the dresser and sorted my clothes back into it.
I took my phone out of my pocket and called Detective Gordon's phone, getting his voicemail.
Someone had broke into my apartment and that bothered me greatly. Scared me even. I didn't like people coming in here and rooting through my life like it was some free for all. I was a very private person.
"Detective, it's me Edward Nygma. Sorry to call at such a time but my apartment has been broken into. I'll be doing my own investigation here and will bring everything with me to work. Just alerting you. Thank you and have a great evening."
I left the message and put my phone back into my pocket rubbing the bridge of my nose where my glasses normally sat. I didn't feel safe now, especially since I had no weapons at all.
"Oswald, will you stay?" I asked walking back into the living room.
Oswald
"Dammit, Neg! Why'd you call GCPD? If they conduct a full search of your apartment and they find Plague what are we going to do then?"
I didn't mean to get so upset at Nygma when I could tell that he was troubled by the forced entry, but the fact he contacted Gordon peeved me.
I turned away from him until I controlled my temper.
When it was under control, i approached Nygma from behind gave his shoulders a gentle rub
Nygma
"I told Gordon I was doing my own investigation," I murmured at his outburst. "They won't find it."
His outburst took me back slightly, What was his problem? I sighed weakly at that.
I looked to him as he rubbed my shoulders.
Oswald
"In answer to your question, Neg, of course I'll stay. You don't even need to ask. I'll always be there for you. I can't promise that this road we walk together will be safe, but I will promise you that I'll keep you safe."
My lips lightly brushed against the left side of his neck as I embraced him from behind.
"Thank you," Nygma whispered closing his eyes at the feel of my lips against his neck.
"I didn't mean to upset you." he added.
I paused,"It wasn't you particularly that upset me. It was that you called Gordon. That man a is an arrogant little shit. When I see him creeping back into your life, I'm afraid I'll lose you to him." I choked back the tears I could feel beginning to burn in my eyes.
I embraced him tighter.
My head rested against his back as we were sitting on the couch
Nygma
I turned to him at that my eyes wide with concern. I placed my hand on his cheek leaning in and kissing him deeply.
When I pulled back I was staring into his eyes.
"You could never lose me." I whispered. "Especially not to him, Oswald."
Gordon had made it very clear he was straight. If one day he decided to come to the other side, he had done unforgivable things to me. I would never forgive him for crushing me. There was nothing that Oswald needed to worry about.
I had continued to kiss Oswald knowing I should be dusting for prints on my doorknob but I wasn't focused on that. I was concerned he thought that I wasn't devoted to him, which I was.
A knock came from my door and I paused, deciding the ignore it, I went back to Oswald. Another knock, louder this time and I heard Jim's voice from the other side.
"Ed?" he called, knocking loudly. "Nygma!"
I swallowed and pulled back looking to Oswald. "Hide" I mouthed at him getting up off the couch and pointing him into the hallway which couldn't be seen from the doorway.
I sighed and walked over to the door straightening my shirt and glasses and unlocked it answering. I smiled gently seeing Gordon standing there.
"Detective?" I questioned.
"I got your voicemail, I wanted to come by and make sure you were okay."
"Oh, yes of course I am fine." I nodded. "Was a bit freaked out seeing my door open...but I was just about to dust for fingerprints and everything."
"You sure you don't want me to call it in?" Jim asked his hand resting on my arm.
I glanced to his hand then back up to his face. I nodded, "Oh yes. I'm fine thank you." I smiled again.
Oswald
From my position in the hallway, I silently glared at Gordon even though I knew that he couldn't see me.
Goddammit, Gordon! Why did you have to be such a fucking cock-block? Things were just going so well...
My hair stood on end and I about jumped out from my hiding place when I saw Gordon touching what was mine. I knew better however I needed Nygma to keep his job and rapport with GCPD for us to succeed.
I stayed silent and was hidden until Nygma closed the door after ushering Gordon out.
As soon as that door to was shut, I pinned Nygma up against the door and my lips were immediately on his, taking in the taste of him.
I was very forceful with Nygma, more than ever had in the past. I wasn't thinking straight. Then again I never did share well with others.
Nygma
I whimpered as he pushed me up against the door. His actions surprised me, I had hoped Gordon didn't hear that. When I didn't hear anything from the other side I was satisfied he hadn't.
I wrapped my arms around Oswald's midsection. I was starting to learn there was no fighting him sometimes.
Oswald
As I felt Nygma's arms wrap around me, I became even more impassioned. I went for his tie loosing it and hanging loose around my own neck like a scarf, because I wanted to save it for later. I then started unbuttoning his shirt in quick hand movements from top to bottom. I thrust the shirt open leaving it to hang loose on him.
I next tended to my buttons and necktie, breaking away from Nygma's embrace only briefly. Releasing my hold ever so slightly, I began leading him his spare bedroom while still embracing each other. Because we were more focused on each other than where we were walking, I heard a few clangs of running into tables that held all of Nygma's tools for practicing autopsies.
I brushed his autopsy doll on to the floor and then pushed Nyma on to the table, tying both of his hands above his head with his neck tie I had saved around my neck. He looked at me in surprise while I was tying his hands, but did not protest.
I standing over him, I bent down and whispered in his ear, "Doctor Oswald will now examine you."
I smiled down at him with a big mischievous grin as I began gloving up. I began tracing down his head from the top of ear all the way to his shoulder with my index finder down the right side of his body, continuing down to the side of his torso.
"I see that here needs to be tended to." I replied as I saw his body twitch upon brushing over his nipple. "Maybe my finger just isn't enough."
I chuckled as my tongue traced a perfect circle around his nipple. His breathing hitched with every round I made.
I walked around him stopping at his suit pants. "Now now, these just won't do. How can I do a full examination of you with half of your clothes still on?" I said as I started undoing his belt.
CLICK
"Shall we continue with the examination, Mr. Nygma?" I asked as I removed his pants while staring up at him a smirk on my face.
I continued in this fashion for a while until I was ready to be more serious. I untied his arms and took him tenderly into my arms as I finished.
"I love you, Edward Nygma." I said as I kissed him forehead and took in what had just happened.
Nygma
My eyes were rolled back into the back of my head as I laid there on the cold steel table. My breathing was labored through the entire event.
As I felt him untying my hands, I opened my eyes to look to Oswald. I constantly asked myself why I kept myself from him for so long. Still, those words made me shiver from the inside.
"I love you Oswald," I murmured into his warm skin.
Normally I would have freaked out over him practically destroying my clean room. I would let this be an exception though, I would just have to clean it later.
I don't remember how we made it back to my bedroom, but that's where I woke up the next morning. My body was sore again, a feeling I could definitely get used to. I looked to Oswald lying there next to me, a smile formed on my lips. I traced the creases in his forehead for a moment before I got up pulling clothes on.
I had totally disregarded the fact I needed to get the prints off my doorknob. I am sure if I didn't bring them, Jim would be forced to have the techs do it. I did not want GCPD officers in my apartment.
I spent the next couple of hours dusting the doorknob. I then took a print from Oswald to remove him from the rest of the prints I pulled. I am sure his, mine, and Jim's were definitely on it since Gordon did touch the doorknob when he showed up.
I showered and dressed heading to work. I stood on the subway fixing my tie and sighed looking out the window. That evening was the party Oswald kept talking about. Where he would introduce Plague. I hope she would do her job, I was assured she would but there was always that doubt in the back of my mind.