Peter had always been vibrantly aware of Wade's automatic ability to get himself into trouble. He was good at picking out the worst situation in a room and making it explode in thirty seconds. It was like a person who's job was to defuse a bomb…except his was to set one off. It worried Peter. Wade would come over to his place in the middle of the night, banged up, bloody, and suffering from blood lose. However, he respected Wade's wish to not tell his parents. Wade had been a prominent reason that Peter had taken up to becoming a super hero in the first place. He'd grown up in awe of his fathers but knowing that his idiot best friend had been out there trying to be a crime fighting caper was terrifying. It scared him because Wade had a good heart in the right place, but he wasn't that smart. He got himself into trouble. He got himself beat up. Peter had even seen him get shot in the shoulder once. He knew because he'd dug the bullet out of his shoulder that night while Wade bit down on a tie so he didn't scream and wake his fathers.

It was almost two in the morning. Wade had promised Peter, in his grounded glory, that Wade would visit him around midnight. Peter had texted him. He'd called him. He'd done everything short of putting on his suit, which meant stealing it back from his father, and sneaking out. Wade was really good about being late but not usually this late. Even if he did make Peter wait, there was normally a reason and a short text. His gut rolled over. He'd spent so much time trying to help Wade hide his identity that he was worried the worst thing would happen. Since Wade caused a lot of trouble, neither Iron Man nor Captain America aided him in his adventures. They didn't need the bad press and honestly, he couldn't blame them. Peter had picked up enough slack being Deadpool's friend as it were. There was the time he'd had Wade help him take out a guy who'd tried to attack a police station…and Wade had accidently shot a policeman instead. Peter stopped pacing his room when he heard a noise outside. It was a thump. He raced to the window, throwing it open, rain pelted his face.

"Wade!?" he hissed getting pelted by the storm.

THUD.

A body dropped from the ledge above onto the small stoop in front of Peter nearly knocking him out in the process. He yelped jumping back as his eyes scanned the body. It was clad in red spandex…with a long sword hanging in his grip…it was Wade. Peter climbed out, stumbling scared, and tried to lift him up. Something was very wrong. Wade was never hurt. Not this bad. Wade always made noises, made smartass comments, and he was silent. Peter felt his heart drop. He hauled Wade inside and quickly tried pulling the mask off. He struggled under the weight of the other boy, who was bigger, and finally got him sprawled out on the floor of his bedroom. He peeled the mask off and saw that underneath Wade's head was matted with blood. His blonde hair was sticking so thickly, that he had to gently pull the mask from the top so as not to hurt his friend. Wade was not awake. Peter felt his gut seize. There was so much blood. He knew that head wounds bled out faster but this wasn't good. His hands were covered in it. His fingers soaked. He shook his friends shoulder.

"Wade…Wade!" he said thickly biting his lip. He needed Wade to wake up. He needed his friend to make some stupid sound. Anything.

"Peter?" Tony called down the hallway. Peter cussed under his breath. He couldn't hide Wade fast enough .There was no way. Two things went through his mind as he heard Tony's footsteps approach; One: Tony was going to find Wade in his costume and Two: He was going to get in so much trouble.

"Peter?" Tony asked knocking on the door twice before he heard the handle turn. Peter was frozen. The only thing his brain could muster up in this instance was to betray Wade…he needed medical attention. Peter had too.

"Dad!" Peter rushed out sitting over Wade's body. His hands shaking and bloody. "DAD!"

Tony knew that tone of voice. It was not a tone that Peter used often and it was only when something horrible had happened. Tony could remember hearing that panic in his son's voice when they'd watched Steve get attacked once on the news. Peter had sobbed for hours worrying about his Daddy coming home. Tony had worried for hours over the sheer horror on his son's face. Steve and Tony had decided that night that they would have to be more careful when on missions by themselves and that Peter would not be allowed to watch the news all the time.

"Peter?" Tony busted in swinging the door wide and open. He stopped. His brain went into overdrive. He saw Peter, he saw his hands covered in blood, then he saw Wade. He took in the older boy's head wound, which was massive, and the fact that he was unconscious.

"STEVE!" Tony shouted immediately dropping to his knees beside Peter. He took his son's hands and moved them back from Wade. His chest tightening he took Wade's body and pulled it into his lap. He spoke clearly to his son now.

"Get your cell phone. Call and ambulance. Peter!" Tony snapped squeezing his son's arm gently. He met his eyes. "Ambulance. Now."

Steve came running down the hall. His eyes became saucers.

"What happened?" he questioned.

"Wade's Deadpool!" Peter rushed out fumbling suddenly for his phone. He needed to wipe his hands on his pants first in order to dial on the screen.

"Steve, help me. We can't let anyone see this stupid costume on the boy. Let's get him changed…" Steve nodded helping Tony quickly.

"I'll grab some of your stuff, he should fit in that." Steve rushed from the room. Tony heard Peter talking quickly on the phone to get an ambulance. He looked over his son. Peter was terrified. How long had he been keeping this from them, or did he just find out too? Tony wasn't sure he was ready to hear the answer to that because one meant his son was lying to him and the other meant he was now emotionally scarred by his best friend.

"Peter get me some towels." Tony said in the same calm voice as Steve rushed back in.

"Already grabbed some." He knelt beside Tony looking over Wade's body. "This isn't good." He mouthed into Tony's ear trying to hush his voice from Peter.

"We need to get him changed." Tony replied as Steve helped him. Peter stayed back hovering near the wall his eyes still wide. Wade couldn't die. Wade was always okay. Wade always handled himself. It was in that moment, Peter wondered just how much he wasn't ready for when it came to being a super hero. His fathers watched things like that happen all the time. He could barely control his breathing right now. There was so much fear in his chest that it felt tight and constricting.

"Dad…he's gonna be ok right?" Peter whispered. Steve turned glancing back at him as he held Wade up so that Tony could put the new clean shirt on him.

"Peter…" Steve said in a soft voice. "He'll pull through…it'll be okay." He said gently. Tony gave him a hard stare. It was always bad to tell someone everything was fine.

"Hide his suit Peter." Tony said like an order. "Take it downstairs and put it somewhere in the laundry room. Hide his sword in my lab." Peter nodded silently and picked up the suit and started for the stairs.

"What will we tell them?" Steve asked as Tony took some of the blood from Wade's hair and smeared it on the shirt. It wouldn't make sense for him to be in a clean shirt with blood all over his head. There would have been questions.

"He…he showed up here at Peter's window. The less lying we have to do the better." Tony said heaving in a sigh. He put a towel to Wade's head to help with the bleeding.

"So…" Steve said as they heard the siren coming down the street. "Wade is Deadpool…"

"Yeah, no wonder he was such a smartass to both of us. We should have known when he kept calling you Captain Arthritis." Tony sighed out.

"I'm worried about Peter." Steve said getting to his feet. "I'm going to go check on him."

By the time he made for the stairs, Peter was letting the EMTs inside. His eyes were void, they were scared, and hollow. The blood was still on his hands.

Now, in this, Wade is young. He had not been through the military testing. He does not yet have a healing factor. I figured some of you reading this were a little confused that he wasn't healing. I wanted to give light to a young Wade still thinking he's invincible and running around doing crazy things without the healing factor. I wanted him to be a little more human here which would scare Peter. I wanted to show how much he really cared for his friend. I hoped you guys like this chapter! Feel free to stop by and offer up some reviews! WOULD REALLY APPRICIATE IT!

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