Chapter Nineteen: The Man Who Can't Be Moved

                                    

                                          
"Stop and stare, I think I'm moving but I go nowhere"
                          
(Jonathan's POV, 4 months ago)
                          
The notations are old, written in an elegant hand with good ink. Marriage. That 8 lettered word is something I had dreaded for the longest time and I didn't understand why. Maybe it was my own issues with trust or even the failure of every single relationship I was in but in the end, was I just scared? Honestly I shouldn't be as scared as I am now. I'm not the center of attention and yet, I felt this grand spotlight on me as I sat here just waiting. Maybe for a miracle but waiting nevertheless. Even being in this church for a wedding I shouldn't have been invited to, surrounded by the intoxicating smell of lilies and roses, made me confused as to what I would even do when, or if, Amy ever came back. If she ultimately chose me, could I even be with her and give her what she wants? Or would I be unable to change for her? 
                          
The Cobblepot-Calhoun wedding ceremony was not surprisingly hard to get into, even with the guest list being at most twenty people. Sarah appeared to be wearing Mama Cobblepot's original wedding dress, at least from how much Mama Cobblepot followed her around to stop it from getting dirty. Oswald looked dapper in his tuxedo, though his Penguin limp did ruin the moment for a second. I watched from the upper balcony as Sarah and Oswald said their vows, pledging a lifetime of love, commitment, and safety, reminding me of the future I had no chance in ever attaining. But did I even want that future? I hadn't thought about pledging myself to someone for the rest of my godforsaken life, or at the very least someone I could be around for a long time. Then again, I didn't imagine being madly in love with a woman who doesn't appear to be coming back. As Mama Cobblepot wept openly and the rest of Oswald's friends watched on, Sarah looked up at me and smiled sadly. Somehow she knew what was on my mind as if it was on hers too. Oswald looks up as well and nods, a silent acknowledgment to the overwhelming thought in my head. 
                          
Where is she? Where in the hell is Amelia Calhoun?
                          
"So it seems that even the Bad Doctor can enjoy a wedding or two. Why aren't you downstairs with the rest of us?"I hear a high pitched voice say behind me, instantly reminding me of Harley. I turn around to see Harley giving me a look of sympathy as I look down at the wedding proceedings. She looked relatively normal, wearing a simple red and black dress with her hair in curls. 
                          
"I prefer the view from here, Harley. And of course not. I'm just doing what any decent man would do and show up to the wedding of someone who's been nothing but kind to me. Especially when she doesn't have to be. Where's Joker, since you're always with him?"
                          
"He decided to stay behind and work on a plan to capture the Bat. Ever since we've gotten married, he's been more distant. He's still my Mister J though. Sometimes."
                          
"He's not the only one who's missing out right now."I mumble under my breath 
                          
"You thought she was going to show up?"Harley says, though it sounded more like a statement than a question 
                          
"It isn't a stretch, today is her only sister's wedding day. One would expect her to show up today, no matter what."I say as Harley sits down 
                          
"Unless she's completely unaware of what's going on."Harley mutters under her breath 
                          
"Since when has Amy ever been clueless about Sarah? In case you've forgotten, Amy knew about everything Sarah was up to in college. I doubt Amy doesn't know that Sarah's marrying her best friend, especially if it's Oswald Cobblepot. So maybe she'll show up."I say, clutching the bar in front of me as tightly as I could