Hey guys another chapter because I love Wade's snarky attitude, and Ryan Reynold's and just how this story turned out in general. To clear things up Rona has a power, it's nothing spectacular like most fanfictions where they have ferals, telekinetics, shapeshifters and whathaveyou. She can tell when people are sick, what they have, how long they'll probably live, that sort of thing, nothing more special than that. Anyway as always I do not own any of the Marvel characters, read and review!

"So are you and, uh-"

"David."

"Right, David, happy together?"

"As happy as a couple can be, minus samurai swords."

"You're not gonna let that go are ya?"

"To be honest, I'd rather not talk about David, especially with you."

"Why not? I'm not gonna hurt him."

"Yeah, because when you nearly slit him in half you had no intention of hurting him."

"No...you wanted him alive, I let 'im live."

Rona sighed and moved into the kitchen. As she opened the fridge door she couldn't help but think that she should be kicking him out of the house. The longer he stayed the more likely she would let him come back and she didn't want that to happen.

"You sign a prenup?"

Rona almost dropped the pitcher of ice tea she was holding, and looked at Wade. He grinned at her and shrugged. She rested the pitcher on the table and then went back to fetch cups.

"We did, I mean, we were only being realistic."

"I wouldn't of signed one."

"Who says I'd have said yes if you asked me to marry you?"

Wade shook his head and chuckled. She poured him a glass of ice tea glaring at him the entire time. She had half a mind to dump the entire pitcher on his head. Sure she'd have to mop afterwards but it would be worth it.

She dumped the pitcher on his head.

"Holy shit! What the fuck-Dammit! Rona!"

On retrospect Rona realized it probably wasn't a good idea to get Wade wet. Through the wet fabric of his plain grey tee she could see every curve and dip of flesh that made up his torso. She remembered those abs, lying atop them with her own smaller frame. She remembered that his chest was dusted with a small amount of hair and that his abs ended with beautiful hips that led-

"Hey, thinkin' about me naked?"

She glanced up at him with a blank expression on his face. She had been thinking about him naked.

"No,"she shot a back a bit too loudly.

"You're biting your lip again. You really are a terrible liar, Ro."

"Dammit, well what if I was? It's nothin' I haven't seen before."

"Well if it was then-,"he paused to take off his shirt,"I think I'll just take this off then."

She stared at him, forgetting for a moment that she was married. He caught her eyes with his and smirked. She scowled and went to get the mop.

"Cocky bastard," she muttered underneath her breath.

"I heard that!"

Standing in the laundry room she grinned to herself. But then she remembered whose wife she was and just how long Wade had left. She came back to the kitchen and found it empty. She heard the shower come on and sighed. It was as if he had never left.

She heard him come down the stairs, though she knew he only made noise so that she would know he was there. She smiled a little at the thought, and then went to go dump the rest of the mop water outside. She bumped into him in the hallway, well they didn't bump, the two of them just stopped. She stopped because he was in nothing more than a towel his hair slick and water dripping down his chest.

"Uh, all my clothes are wet, can I, kiss-I mean wash my clothes?"

"Clothes. Right,"she said closing her eyes, trying to burn the image of him practically naked from her brain," laundry room is in the big closet thing at the back of the kitchen."

"You mean,"he whispered near her ear making her shiver, "the laundry room."

She got irritated, which pleased her because it kept her from thinking nude thoughts. "Yes, the laundry room."

He moved from her space and she went ahead and opened the front door.

"David,um, hi."

"Hey, Rona, where's the damn deterg-oh, hi David!"

Rona couldn't think of anywhere else to be that sucked more than where she was at that moment.

"Hey babe, betcha can't think of anyplace that sucks more than right here."

Rona turned to glare at Wade, then turned back to David. "I'm not sleeping with him."

"You're not sleeping with him."

"That's what she said."

"Why is he naked in one of our towels?"

"See what happened was that she wanted to do the nasty in the kitchen but I said 'no' and she said 'fine' so we just ended up showering together for a few ho-"

Rona blushed madly and clenched her fists," Wade Winston Wilson, if you don't get your ass outta my house!"

"But my clothes!"

"Damn the clothes! Get out!"

Wade smiled, quite pleased with himself and maneuvered around both her and David. He patted David on the shoulder and winked,"She really is a firecracker, I'd keep an eye on her."

"WADE!"

She covered her face with her hands and successfully managed to hide her laughter from David.