Wade stared at his body like there was nothing else to stare at. It was burried under six feet of dirt, stunk, and was probably heavily decaded. Didn't matter he still wanted his body he wanted it and that's all. He wanted the real Harley back, and although he loved Death he prayed for her love constantly, but it didn't help. Only when he found true living love did he get the love he thought he wanted. He missed his friends those lost voices in his head. He didn't like being dead anymore he didn't like not lying beside Halrey anymore. He touched his tombstone and cried. Real tears for the first time in forever he wept for what he missed. After hearing Harley he just knew what he needed. To be free.
Somely he walked home hands in his jeans and face and mind cleared. He looked at Death who became her natural pale skin and her purple hair her eyes were sparkling blue that were the best thing to him. They reminded him of home. She smiled at him and he smiled back "Hey honey."
"Hey you how was your walk."
"Not bad." He walked past her and into the living room.
"The baby kicked like mad when you were away... They must have missed you." She said closing the oven.
"Well I miss them too."
"Are you sure you're okay?"
"Yeah I am fine. it's not that big of a deal honey just my mind is in a really weird place."
"Oh.. Is it about this morning?"
"No Honey it's not about anything that has to do with us. It's myself."
"I'm fixing smothered chicken just for you."
"Thank you." He smiled although he was hurting he didn't feel it was fair to her to say those things he felt. He just wanted to get out.
"What's wrong."
"Nothing... I'm going through my own trails of death and for some reason I can't change this... I can't feel like I can accept this."
"You mean to tell me that you can't accept that we're here finally together?"
"I'm sorry D this really isn't the way I wanted to tell you that."
"You can't mean this you-"
"Harley bought me here out of guilt D. She thought this is what I wanted."
"THIS IS WHAT YOU WANTED!" Death yelled her eyes ablaze.
"I thought this was what I wanted! But damnit when you have the one you-"
"You love me! Remember what you said don't you?! You'd always love me."
"And I do... But-"
"I'm pregnant because of you!"
"And I don't regret or resent that for a second.I just want Harley back. And not you as Harley! Just her."
"Well I could kill her if that's what you want."
"NO THAT'S NOT WHAT I WANT! THIS IS JUST A DREAM I'M NOT REALLY DEAD DAMN IT I'M GOING TO WAKE UP AND SHE'S GOING TO BE THERE! SHE'S GOING TO BE THERE AND YOU AREN'T AND THAT IS WHAT IS GOING TO HAPPEN!"
Death stood there her eyes tears were real her children who were growing inside her like Harley were real. Her love for Deadpool was real, but just like him the evolution of who he had become was a stranger to him. Although he could be obnoixus at times it was rough on her not seeing the flawed man that he was. He wasn't the same cocky confident man that she was once seriously falling for and it hurt her even more than he'd ever know.
"Damnit D. I'm-"
"No I'm sorry. Begging for you to be here is wrong on all counts. You finally found happiness and I just waltz in and screw it up."
"That's not what I meant."
"That's what it feels like. I'm keeping you here. But I'm not She did it Wade NOT me. I didn't do anything to you I was okay with you being dead for a second or two and that felt like a LIFE TIME You made it feel so good to be wanted and we acted on this Now we are stuck with it."
Wade winced at the fact his words made her feel stuck. "I don't want you to be stuck."
"I'm not the one who doesn't want to be here Wade." She said and sat at the dinning room table with a heart break that was loud enough for Wade to hear.
He started to pace.
'Nice job douche.' A voice like scary radio static fittered through his head and quickly he looked around. "Did you say something?"
"What?" Death asked softly.
"Nothing. Nevermind." Wade got up from his seat and walked into the back and into the room where his costume stood. He reached out and touched it. Expecting it to be a portal to the world he left behind but instead it was nothing but the statuess costume. He ignored the radio static in his head and walked out to where Death had finnished dinner. "Can I talk to you?"
"Yeah Wade." She turned around and her face was tear struck and weakened from the argument.
"I'm sorry okay, Jesus D. I didn't mean anything I said other than the fact that I missed the hell out of Harley that much is true but shit if you spent an hour or two with her you'd miss the hell out of her too. You're amazing you're the chimmy to my changa, but babe she is the syrup to my pancakes, the sauce to my pizza, and the hot to my sauce."
"She still out weighs me."
"Yeah but she has to shoot people to kill them. You can look at them and they drop dead. And you know how much I LOOOOOVE chimmchangas." He kissed her.
"Gee that's one hell of a compliment."
"Well you're one hell of a killer. I love you." He kissed her again.
"Wade."
"Yes?" He asked as he sat across from her.
"Is Harley the only thing you miss?"
"Yes and No."
"Explian please."
"I miss trying to be a super hero, but let's face it babe the thing is I was and will always remain the kick as Merc! You, Harley, and the kids are what I adore; but I have to be who I am and that was deadpool. Can't say I don't miss being that kick ass teleporting dude who helped save asgaurd."
"You never saved asgaurd Wade that was a video game."
'God what a ball bzzzter.. st..still counts'
Wade froze while Death was talking. The static was loud but he could hear him. He knew he wasn't going crazy on what plannet do you go crazy when you're dead?
"Wade did you hear me?"
"Uh no babe what's up?"
"I want to redo the nurseries tomorrow seeing as how we know they are twins."
"Yeah babe sounds super duper awesome."
"What's wrong now."
"Can you have headaches when you're dead?"
"Not normal, but what about you is?"
"Good then I have a headache and I need to go to the restroom how about you get ready for bed and and I'll see you in there."
"But we haven't eaten."
"D. They'll be left overs." He kissed her once more and walked into the bathroom in the back and stated the shower. Quickly he stepped in and steamed his thoughts away with his fingernails and shampoo. He enjoyed the normalcy death gave him in this after life. He stepped out and smoothed the steam away from the mirror and what he saw shocked him. There they were. His friends. His voices. Inner Wade stood there wearing a suit with a black and white checkered tie and his hair was platinum hair covered one eye. Wilson (AKA deadpool) Stood in his old skin the red and black suit he called home.
'Welcome back buttcrack!'
'A simple Hello would do just fine.'
Wade twisted around and they still stood there "What the hell are you doing?!"
'What do you think? We're here to tell you that this isn't over.'
Wade stared at his figments like they were angels. They were right and it was true. Some how some way He'd see Harley again.