Here we are, second chapter! Let's hope it goes as good as I thought the first one went. If you liked the first one, then review it. And "Nice fic. Please continue" does not count as a review. They're encouragement boosters but hells yeah, I'll take those too! Alright! Let's do it! Also, thank you Vaal, the first person to review. Even if I write this for just a single person, I hope I don't disappoint.

Chapter Two: Get out of my head!

Laura sat dejectedly in an observation room with an unopened bottle of water on a table in front of her. She was used to this. To being prodded and poked and studied…it reminded her of the horrible days in the facility when all she had to look forward to was pain. But at the same time, in some way that she was sure was bad, wrong…it also brought a certain calm. Maybe it was because at that time in her life, her mother was alive. Or maybe it was because it was the one point in her life that she was sure of whom she was: a killer. Not like her time with the X-Men, when she had never been more confused about whom…or what…she was. They would ask her to kill and then later tell her it was wrong. They would tell her she had to learn to be "normal", and then preach some message about how everyone was special the way they were.

Her body was covered in fixed tiny rubber circle patches that had even smaller mechanical devices in their centers—two on her forehead, two on each arm, one above each breast, three on her stomach, two on her back and three on each leg. They were apparently supposed to monitor her vitals and provide information on body temperature, bio-electric energy flux, heart rate and several other anatomical tasks. She closed her eyes and tried to block out the foreign emotion she wasn't used to dealing with called worry, concurrently fighting the urge to cut herself. In her mind, she reasoned that this was all she was good for any way: to be poked and prodded.

Hey, you've been poked and prodded too? Oh my God, we have so much in common! Quick, who's your favorite classic rock band…Blue Oyster Cult!...hello, Laura?...we were supposed to both think it on three?

Can it, man! Can't you see that she's grieving…about the fact that they never brought the nachos that we asked for?

You never asked for nachos, dude. You wanted a burger.

Yeah, well, I changed my mind…no one should even dare make a pun about that.

Laura's teeth gritted and her brow furrowed in anger as her claws responded to the rage, unsheathing almost immediately. "SHUT UP!" she shouted out loud, startling the people looking at her from the other side of the glass. It was most of the X-Men and Drs. Kavita Rao and James Nemesis including Jefferies, the technical genius.

"Oh yeah", Dr. Nemesis offered, at his usual obnoxious self. "She's definitely crazy"

Dr. Rao looked at him, a glare on her face. "No one said she was crazy, James"

Scott stood beside them, his arms folded and his expression grim. He didn't have time for their usual banter. "Just give it to me straight, doctors"

Dr. Rao kept her eyes on a perfectly still Laura as she talked to Scott. "Well, when she got back from the mainland, she insisted that she was in an altercation with bank robbers and a man with magic based powers, alongside Deadpool. She said that they had stopped the robbers and were about to stop the magic man, when he released an energy that blacked her out, and when she awoke, Deadpool's body was gone and she could hear his voice in her mind, along with two others that she says, are in some way, also his".

Dr. Nemesis then continued for Rao. "The energy she speaks of— we weren't able to get any residual signatures off of her. We have been taking brainwave patterns and they suggest however, that she may be telling the truth. We've measured four times the normal activity she or anyone else has displayed before"

Scott put one of his hands on the glass. "So you're saying that Deadpool—courtesy of this…magician, I guess—is now stuck in Laura's mind?"

"Precisely. Fine job of summarizing what we already made clear" Dr. Nemesis comeback was met with yet another glare from Dr. Rao, followed this time by a slap on the shoulder. Scott however wasn't paying attention; he was thinking of what the hell to do about the situation. Behind him, stood Colossus, Angel, Psylocke, Rogue and most of the New X-Men. Their faces gave away what they were all feeling; concern and pity. Some of them knew how insufferable Deadpool could be.

Psylocke was the first to break the silence. "Will she be alright?"

"There's technically nothing wrong with her" Dr. Rao noted. "She seems to be as healthy as she was at her last check up and she was able to pass a quick psych test that we conducted"

"But we just heard her say 'shut up' to no one in particular!" Rockslide said. "Doesn't that mean she might be going insane, or something?"

"Kid, Deadpool has taken up residence in between her neuron paths. From what I know about Deadpool, she already is insane"

"Shut up, Nemesis" Scott said. "Maybe we should contact Henry as soon as he's finished with his current Avengers mission"

"Really?" Nemesis inquired. "What do you think he can do for her that we can't?"

"Actually, Scott, I hate to agree with Nemesis—but he has a point" Dr. Rao interjected. "There's nothing physically wrong with her"

"Except for the fact that she has someone's consciousness inside of her own" Colossus said, agreeing with Scott. "Maybe it would be best if we got everyone's opinion on this"

"Yeah, it would" Scott muttered to himself. Time for analysis was over. "Someone get Emma in here now"

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"Emma, where the hell were you? We've been waiting an hour for you!"

Emma, completely unfazed, kept up her alluring walk towards a slightly livid Scott. "Calm down darling. I was sure it wasn't such a huge matter. Hence, the timing, love. I did get here as fast I could though"

"That's not your call Emma. You don't make assumptions and I don't care whether you read my mind and saw it wasn't urgent. You're an X-Man, you're part of the team. That means you answer to me. So when I say you come, you get here as quick as your legs can carry you. Are we clear?"

Everyone else that was still there was slightly caught off guard for a moment as Scott berated his girlfriend. Even Emma herself was taken back a bit at his suddenness, but bounced back to her usual self in an instant. "Power plays, Scott? God, I can't even describe how hot you are right now"

"Emma…"

"Yes, yes, I know. Laura awaits" In seconds, she had entered the room, pulling a seat from the entrance towards the table to sit directly in front of Laura, who had recently been freed of the monitoring patches. She wasn't one of her favorite students but she had learnt how to be civil with her. "Laura" she said simply, as a greeting and as a way to capture her attention. Laura's downcast head tilted upwards slightly, and fierce green eyes peered through the straight curtain of hair that obscured her face somewhat. Seeing who it was, she sat up straight once again. "Ms. Frost" Laura responded, in the same way.

Dude, I'm inches away from Emma Frost—in the flesh! This is the…65th greatest moment of my life!

Meh, I'm not so impressed. You can tell that those two things that she needs to get of her chest are totally fake.

What things?

Her false self esteem and her fake sense of accomplishment, duh…wait…what did you think I was talking about?

The corners of Emma's mouth upturned slightly when she heard these comments come from Laura's mind. 'It's definitely Deadpool in there, Luv' she told Scott telepathically.

Hey, she called me Deadpool! That's totally like—first base!

No, you're thinking of "first name basis" and Deadpool isn't even your first name!

Stop harshing our unrequited love!

'Deadpool, do you know where you are?' Emma asked with a thought, attempting to talk mind to mind.

Definitely not Disney world…Although, who knows? I've never been. This could be freakin' Disney world…it's kinda nice.

'Deadpool, please concentrate. Do you remember how you ended up in Laura's mind?'

It's just like how she said; we were about to take out the big baddy, he freaked and whipped up a spell that blacked us out. Next thing I know I'm in here.

'I see' Emma said, maintaining eye contact with Laura as she conversed with Deadpool. Emma had not seen her display a wide range of emotions in her time with the X-Men, but she was unmistakably sure which feeling Laura possessed at the moment: Annoyance. "Please, get him out of my mind" she said, in that stoic way of hers that even made her pleas sound nothing like requests at all. "We're trying all we can, Laura" Emma assured her, closing her eyes and focusing on running a light telepathic scan on their combined minds.

Wait! W-w-wait! That tickles! Please, no more scanning! Please stop!

In no time at all, Emma stopped and opened her eyes, standing up and walking towards the observatory glass. The rest of them outside waited patiently for what she would say, hoping that it would be good news.

"Well, it's like this, Scott: their minds are now completely fused together. And it was done magically, so it's extremely difficult to see just how intertwined their psyches are at this point. But as far as I can tell, there happens to be no psychic damage to either of their minds. Plus, I am not a magic expert in any way but your best bet at reversing this quandary would be to get hold of the sorcerer that executed the whole ordeal" Cyclops had listened to what Emma had to say, but was not satisfied. "Damn. We need answers, clues—anything. Emma, you're gonna have to go deeper" he told her. "You're the fearless leader, darling" she admitted, as she turned back to Laura and took her seat once more. This time, she took a more sober stance, her hands resting against her temples. 'Deadpool, Laura—I need you both to calm down for what I'm about to do next' she explained, mentally, pausing for a short while before furrowing her brow in deep concentration

Uh, lady? That might not be such a good idea. Since I'm kinda insane and all.

Hey! Don't drag us down with you!

Yeah, I am not crazy. I'm just a free spirit.

Suddenly the expression on Emma's face became pained and moments later, she screamed and fell backwards out of her chair, as if she had been knocked out. In a flash, Scott and a few others had entered the room, struggling to tend to an Emma who was bleeding from her nose and groaning. "Emma, what happened?" Scott demanded. Before she could even answer, the air was rattled with another scream from Nori. "Oh my God, Laura!" Everyone's gaze turned to focus on Laura, who had, in the mist of the commotion, slumped to the floor in a similar way to Emma, her nose bleeding as well. As some people rushed over to see how Laura was doing, Scott continued to press Emma with questions. "What happened, Emma? Talk to me. Are you alright?" She slowly sat up while Scott tried to help balance her, seeing that she was dizzy.

"My God, Scott, his mind is so…it's so…it's a bloody mess. God's nails on a cosmic chalkboard equivalence. He gave me a bloody migraine. But apart from that, I'm fine"

"What about Laura?"

"Sorry. She must've been knocked out. The psychic feedback had a bigger strain on her than it did me"

"Did it take out Deadpool too?" he asked, helping her up to her feet.

"I have no idea. I'll scan for him in a minute. Just let me catch my breath, Luv"

"No" he said adamantly. "You've done enough. You should rest" Confident that she could stand on her own, Scott left Emma to join the small crowd that had surrounded Laura. He pushed through and crouched beside her. They had lain her in a supine position; on her back, with her arms at her sides. Scott gently shook her by the shoulders as he called her name. "Laura? Laura, can you hear me? Laura, wake up. Laura?" Just as he was about to give up and have her moved to the medical bay, she stirred lightly. "Thank God" he said to himself. "Laura, are you alright? Say something" he urged, as Laura's eyes fluttered open and she stared back at all the faces looking down at her. And then she did something that freaked them out.

She smiled. Not the rare, once in a blue moon smile that people were used to seeing her make; the one where the corners of her mouth would turn up so very faintly that if you were far away, you wouldn't notice a thing. No, this smile was different. It was a grin. A somewhat silly grin. Her teeth were showing. It was something that would look normal on anyone else but…this was Laura.

"Laura?" Scott called out, barely in a whisper, hoping she didn't have some sort of psychic damage from Emma's mind incursion. "Is that you?"

"Dude, I may not be an English professor but I'm pretty sure that's not how you pronounce Wade" Laura said, the grin still etched on her face.

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"SUMMERS!" came the half yell, half growl from the corridors leading to the observation room area. Scott sighed and hung his head low. Logan had arrived.

The observation room deck was fairly empty at the moment. Scott had sent all the young X-Men away except for Josh and Nori, their team leader who insisted on staying. Also all the older X-Men apart from Psylocke and Angel had left, mainly because Scott had in a way ordered them too. Emma had also remained, sitting down to rest however, due to her still being rattled from her recent episode. "Here he comes darling; brace yourself" she warned Scott teasingly, only to be met by one of his harsher scowls.

"Logan, we tried to help her but—" Scott began, as a very not happy Wolverine marched toward him, with a look on his face that would make a junior X-Man piss their pants. Suddenly, Logan had caught Scott by his shirt and pushed him against the observation room glass.

"What the f%k, Summers? Why the hell wasn't I called in the moment she told you something was wrong?"

"We had it under control, Logan. And besides, why weren't you here in the first place? It's not my fault that you're always off doing your own thing" Logan's face was dangerously close to Scott's, near enough for Scott to see the anger dancing in his eyes and smell the alcohol on his breath. Snikt! Wolverine's right hand had let go of Scott's shirt, and was now displaying its claws. "Careful Summers" Logan warned, his voice dangerously low. Nobody in the room dared interrupt them, except for Emma, whose voice suddenly cut through the tension. "You know boys; if you do plan on fighting, let me know and I'll see to it that a kiddie pool and jello are retrieved at once"

"Shut up, Emma" Logan countered, without turning away from Scott. Her comment did happen to snap them out of it, and he reluctantly let Scott go. "What the hell happened anyway?"

"Deadpool got stuck in Laura's mind and we just wanted to know how deep the conjoining was. Long story short; Emma tried, it backfired and now Laura is unconscious in her own body—"

"While Deadpool has assumed control of it—I know, Emma brought me up to speed when she contacted me. How did he get stuck in her mind in the first place?"

"We have no idea. Something about magic"

Wolverine grunted. "I hate magic"

"You and me both" Scott agreed. They were both looking through the glass at Laura now, each in their own thoughts. At the moment though, they couldn't help but be perplexed as they saw Laura—or Deadpool, rather—sway her head from side to side, humming something they couldn't quite make out.

"Is she—I mean, is he humming?" Nori asked, garnering everyone else's attention toward the awkward scene.

"It would appear so" Emma said, a smirk playing on her face.

"Jesus" Wolverine breathed. "Of all the shmucks in the world of costumes, why'd it have to be Deadpool?"

"You do know that, due to her wickedly cool powers, I just heard everything you said, right?" Laura was looking toward the glass with a mock hurt look on her face. "Mercenaries who kill people for money have feelings too, y'know!" she yelled.

"Crap. It sounds like Laura, but the personality is all…crazy" Elixir commented.

"Yeah" Angel agreed. "And the voice—I don't believe I've ever heard it without the usual monotone. Now it's so normal, with emotion behind it. It seems so—"

"Wrong" Logan muttered, finishing Warren's sentence for him. "That's it—I'm gonna have a talk with him"

"Logan, what use is that gonna be?" Scott inquired, attempting to dissuade him as he entered the observation room any way. Logan walked over to where Emma had been sitting not long ago, looking down at Laura, who grinned at him, her fists supporting her head at her cheeks with elbows firmly placed on the table that separated them. "Hi-ya, Dad!" she hooted.

The look on Logan's face became even more furious. "Shut it, Wilson! I'm not your dad!"

"Sure you don't want the position? It's open. Between the kid and myself, we got more issues than all the comics ever published by Marvel and DC. Besides, you and I could bond while you show me how you comb all that face hair of yours" At that, Wolverine slammed his fists on the table, straining it as it shook. "Let Laura back out right now, Wade!" he barked.

Outside, Elixir was whispering to Nori. "I've never heard of comic companies called DC or Marvel" he told her, only for her to roll her eyes.

Laurapool, however, didn't seem to care for Logan's intimidations as she leaned back in her chair with her arms behind her head, stretching out her legs on the table. "Sorry Wolvie, Laura seems to still be out cold from what I can tell. Emma Frost really did a number on her. And from what I've gleaned from the kid's mind so far, Ms. Frost doesn't really like her that much anyway. You sure she didn't do it on purpose? You should totally bring her in here so we can question her" Out of the blue, Laurapool gasped as if she had made an important discovery and quickly sat up normally again, her eyes wide as she continued to look at Logan with a grin. "We could totally do the 'Bad cop, Insane cop with spit personalities' routine on her!" she shrieked

As long as I get to be one of the personalities!

Um, you kinda didn't have that many options either way.

"Look, Wade, I'm givin' you one last shot here" Wolverine threatened. "Let her out or else…"

"Oh come on, Logan, it's not like I don't care what happens to her, or something. She'll come out of her psychic coma when she comes out of it" she assured him. "Besides, I kinda like Laura; she's a stand-up chic. She gave me a hand with all those bank robbers and she was just passing by. Plus she's something of a fan; we even got to first base together!" Laurapool said, turning everyone's look, including that of Logan, into one of horror and shock.

"Oh wait, did I say 'first base'? I meant first name basis! Sorry about that" she apologized.

See? I freakin' told you! Always listen when voices in your head tell you stuff!

Wolverine straightened up, still giving Laurapool an irate look, but it was obvious he was satisfied with her answer and saw the truth in her statement.

"Anything happens to her Wade and it's your funeral" he told her.

"I'm technically already dead—what with the lack of a body and all—but okay, I get you" she said. "So, um… can I go now?" she requested, faking a puppy dog pout.

"Not off the damn island, that's for sure"

"Yeah I know, I know. I meant out of this room! I'm cramping from sitting in this seat for so long and I want to go enjoy having a hot, young, unscarred body while it lasts" This time the look on Logan's face was one of disgust. "Hey, it's not my fault that that came out wrong!" she said defensively.

"I am not your dad, Wade! And don't you even think of doing weird or inappropriate stuff in Laura's body!"

"Dude, why you gotta stifle my fun side likathat?"

We have a fun side?

Sure we do! We may have not used it since we were four, but it's there all right!

Wolverine then thrust a finger in Laurapool's face. "And don't you dare act creepy around the kids; Laura has it bad enough with them. She doesn't need you making it harder for her to fit in. Got it?"

"Aye, aye cap'n" she agreed, mock saluting him as she did.

Behind them, Scott decided it was time to butt in "I haven't okayed any of this yet, Logan!"

"Put a sock in it Cyke. We can't just keep him here indefinitely. Besides, he'll behave…I'm sure of it" Logan looked straight at Laurapool, unsheathing his claws as he said it, making her swallow nervously.

"Besides" Logan continued, "We can keep an eye on him. Make sure he doesn't screw up and what not. Come on" he said as he gestured to Laurapool, making his way out of the observation room.

"Oh yeah!" she said as she got up and started to follow him "This is gonna be great!"

Or it could suck…just tryna be realistic, man!

Hmmm. What can I say that's funny before this chapter ends?...Oh yeah, got it! Here goes noth—

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Wow, that was kinda difficult to write! Hope it's enjoyable to read though. This is still basically the first arc of this story and it might be two or more chapters longer. Next chapter: Laurapool (Laura's body animated by Deadpool's minds) runs amok in Utopia! It's gonna be sweet! Plus Laurapool acquaints herself with her team mates, the New X-Men squad! Nuff said! Read and review if you want. Which you should.

Also when Deadpool is talking through Laura, I use the pronoun "she", because it's still Laura's voice and her body. Just a different personality. If enough people complain though, I might change it.