AN: I do NOT own any of these characters, If I did this would be a totally awesome comic book instead of fanfiction. By the way, I know this is posted in the Avengers and the will make an appearance but I need to set a back story for this character. This is mostly AU, if that bothers anyone don't read.

Alice Hanson, just got off her shift at the hospital, on her way to the local pizzeria and was thinking about how strange her life was.

-At fourteen, her parents were killed in a car crash, her father died at the scene and her mother died at the hospital. After her parents were buried, the government came and put her in the foster care system. She was sent to her first home in New Orleans it was abusive to say the least. But something good came out of it, she met her best friend.-

As she got in her car, she put the bag full of Americanized Italian delicacies in the passenger seat and began to drive home to where her and her temporary roommates were staying. As she stopped at a red light, she noticed of flash of red in her rear view mirror. "Why do you keep breaking into my car?" As she kept her eyes on the road, the figure in red popped up in her passenger seat and manuvered his way into the front seat, sitting the bag of goodies on his lap. "You know it is no fun when I can't surprise you." "The day when you surprise me Wade, is the day you finally decide to kill me" The red guy was pouting and inspecting the ticket off the brown paper bag, "Stuffed shells, huh? Expecting to have a wild night with 'Ace'?" "Remy is not there, I have more friends than just the three of you Wade."

-See the guy in the passenger seat just so happens to be the, one and only merc with the mouth, Wade Wilson.-

"Why didn't I get pizza, I love pizza." "Well, my little rude mercenary, you forgot to call and tell me that you were on your way here." "Pizza should NEVER have to be asked for." "Okay, sweetheart."

-I met Wade when I was a student in nursing school, I was taking a class on oncology and he was a recently diagnosed patient. To be honest, he was their least favorite patient, I think that is why we became friends. I was far from their favorite pupil.-

We pulled up to the little four bedroom house and got out of the car. He took it upon himself to carry the food, still complaining about the lack of pizza. "Hun, I have burritos in the freezer." "OMG, I F #$%ing lo0o0ovVvEeE youuuuu!"

You see its not hard to keep the merc happy...