Imagine.....
"Oswald.... It'll be okay. Gertrude loved you so so much and would never want you to..." Oswald suddenly slammed his hands down onto the huge table as he looked at you, his anger and sadness mixing with one another, breaking your heart.

"Mother was a good woman!! And that.... that bastard killed her... And all because of me. I should have gotten to her sooner... Why didn't I (Y/N)..?" A tear softly ran down your face as you lowered down in front of Oswald, looking up at him, seeing the pain on his face.

"You did everything you could Os. And she knew that... Trust me... She knew you wouldn't just let that happen to her. Because you didn't. You've been trying to free her from that monster....." He shook his head as tears started to fall down his cheeks. You softly took his hand in yours as you sadly smiled at him, when he closed his eyes, gritting his teeth together.

"What I am.... I know she couldn't have been proud of me for. But she was always there. And I let her down... I let her go..." You shook your head as anger suddenly took over you, your heart racing at his words.

"Oswald! Of course she was proud of you... I know she was for a fact because she told me all the time what a lovely young man you have turned out to be. Gertrude loved you Oswald... and it doesn't matter what you've done. She loved you because you're her son...." You slowly stood up as you gently kissed his cheek, running your hand softly through his hair as his tears started to slow down.

"And I love you Os..... You're a good man. But life happened. And it can do funny things to a person..." You slowly sat in his lap as he wrapped his arms around you, both of you just feeling comfort in each other's arms....