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Author's Note: Hey guys! Chapter 9! More intresting than last chapter...I hope. Lots of Wade in it haha. I tried my best to come up with funny situations with him involved...Thanks for the previous reviews also! Anyways...PLEASE REVIEW, cause reviews help updates and Enjoy :)


My heart started to beat faster as Victor was less than 5 feet away from me...Wade jumped off to kill off the guards and the rest of the team waited back here. The room felt like it was gonna spin as fear and horrific memories passed through me. I wanted to just crawl into Victor's mind and erase who he is and make him think he is some sort of McDonalds employee or something...But Stryker would get made about it. Fear started to turn to anger as I stared at the back of his head. His head slightly turned to the left a bit, as if to turn to look at me, but instead it moved back after half and inch. I clenched my teeth, but someone's voice...Wade's, boomed as it begun to sing. We all walked to the doorway and watched him fight.

"Ooooh...There ain't no blood-" Wade paused with his singing as he spun and slashed a guy's throat. "On me..." He stopped again to flip over 3 guys, then slicing each one. "There ain't no blood on me..." He twirled his swords over each other and stabbed 2 guys through the chest. "There might be blood-" Again, he paused as his sword swiped through a guy's arm. The guy screamed bloody murder as his arm fell to the floor. "On some of you mugs..." Wade spun with his sword out and I watched the armless guy's throat open while blood poured out. Silence. Wade smiled up all of us. "But there ain't no blood on me..."

"Good job, Wilson." Stryker said as he walked foward.

"You should try out for American Idol..." John, who was beside me, commented at Wade. Wade's eyes lit up as he put his swords away.

"I know! I really think I could make it...I think I should sing, "Like A Virgin"...No! How bout "Billy Jean?!" Wade almost yelled as he done a Micheal kick and done a horrible moonwalk...

"Billy Jean...not my lover. She's just a girl that I met at the bar....But the kid is not my son..."

John stepped foward as Wade done a crotch grab. "WOO!" I almost busted out laughing.

John shook his head, and stopped in front of Wade. "Wade, I meant you to try out so I can laugh at you...I always watch American Idol to laugh at the horrible people who think they're good..."

Wade's face dropped as well as his shoulders. He frowned. "Geez, John...Are you Simon's twin brother?"

Fred snorted. "They don't even look alike..."

Wade shook his head and put his hands on his hips. "I know...Their noses look so different..."

John shook his head at Wade again and passed him to follow Stryker. The rest of the team followed and passed Wade. Wade still continued to seem crushed and I walked up to him.

"I think you make a good Micheal..." I smirked. Little bit lying involved in that...But I wanted to cheer him up.

He looked at me and his face brightened. "Eh." He stuck his chin in the air as he scratched it with a smile. "I try..." He obviously was proud.

I almost rolled my eyes. "You're moonwalk needs work though...It's a bit sloppy..."

His face sneered.

"Ellie, Wilson, come on..." Stryker's voice called from the next room.

We done as told and walked into a circular room. In the middle stood the team, and the middle of them was the rock. The rock seemed like the fake we stole last time...It was a bit bigger though, and it's color seemed more grayish.

Stryker picked it up slowly. His face seemed mischevious, but it certainly showed his happiness as he grasped it in his hands. He smiled brightly. "This gentlemen...and lady, is going to change the world, even benefit it..." His eyes shined as they stared at the rock, examing every aspect of it.

I noticed Wade shifted beside me. "Like stop world hunger...?" Everyone turned to him to give him a look. He shrugged at all of them.

Stryker smile dropped a bit...but it was still there. "No, Wade...This rock holds a new type of metal...A metal that's industructable when it's in solid form...It's called...Adamantium." His eyes still glued to the rock.

"Ada-whatta now?"

Stryker's nostrils flared a bit. "Ada-man-tium." He said slowly, putting the rock carefully in the bag that Victor held open.

"Adamantium..." Wade repeated. "Industructable while solid...?" He nodded his head. "We can build lots of industructable stuff....Like-"

"Industructable vehicles, guns, swords, and tanks! It's large step in surplus and science!" Stryker smiled brightly as he almost yelled with his happiness. It was freaky actually. I looked back at Wade as he looked cluelessly at Stryker.

Wade shrugged. "I was thinking a new litter box for Vicky, but those sound good too..."

Victor growled at Wade giving him another glare, and I flinched. Memories stung my head and a tear almost dropped out of my eye, but I didn't let it. No more weak Ellie...Wade stared back at him, returning the glare. Usually...he would only give a smile at Victor and ask for a high five...Only to be left hanging, but this time he didn't. He was still probably pissed about...

Stryker smile wiped away as he walked started his way to the door. "Bradley, get the plane." He ordered. Chris closed his eyes as he rose his index finger to his temple. The rest of us followed Stryker to the plane.


The whole team sat in the living room again, just relaxing again. Usually, most of us would lay in our rooms, but today was different...I got up from the love seat and walked by Wade who sat on the couch.

"Booop!" Wade hand barely tapped my ass. I turned around sharply and tried to hit him, but he dodged it.

"Fuckin stop it, Wade..." I warned for the seventeeth time...He's been slapping my butt for the past hour now...

His smile tensed down. "Fine..." He relaxed his legs on the coffee table as he leaned back on the couch. I stared at him for a moment to see if he was lying.

I turned around and walked by him again to go back in the kitchen, when a similar hand smacked my ass again. "Booop!"

I spun around so fast, I almost fell and this time, I successfully hit Wade in the shoulder as hard as I could. "Ow!"

He rubbed his shoulder. "Then stop it! If not...I'll make you..." I warned again while my index finger almost touched his eyeball.

He smiled up at me again. "Bring it...Just don't make me think I'm a eight year old princess who's obsessed with Dora the Explorer or My Little Pony..."

I smirked slowly at his challenge. "Really, Wade...? I could make you think anything I want..."

Wade pressed his lips together in thought and shrugged. "I don't think you'll do it..."

I cocked my head at his comment, confused slightly..."What?"

"I. Don't. Think. You'll. Do. IT..." He repeated slowly.

I noticed James sitting on the opposite couch shook his head with a slight smile. His gaze was on his lap. "You'll regret that, Bub..." He looked to Wade. I bet he had the smile at the fact that Wade was getting ready to look like an ass in front of the whole team...Well a bigger ass...

"Bub?" Wade glanced over at James. "That's a new one..." James just returned a stare.

Wade looked back over at me. "So, you're gonna do it or wait till John gets a new cowboy look?" His glance quickly went to John who sat beside James. "Sorry, John...Have to get you back from that American Idol insult..." He shrugged innocently and returned back to me. "Well?! We're not getting any younger here..." He said impatiently. His eagarness surprised me.

Is he really doing this...? Why is he challenging me about this...? I shrugged mentally and looked down at Wade while my pupils dialated.

Seriously, so many stories went through my head, but I decided on one that came at the last moment. Simply, Wade was a superhero with powers like Super Man. Of course, he doesn't really have them...I made up a vision where a ladie's scream echoed into his ear, and then I let the story take its own path...

Wade quickly stood up and the whole team watched him. I was already smiling at him.

"Hark! Do I hear a Damsel in Distress?! No need to fear, Miss! Wade Wilson is on the move!!" He yelled in a deep voice. He then suddenly dove into the air with his arms outstrenched in front of him. "Ahh!" He screamed as he fell to the floor. He quickly got back up and looked around. He held his hands in front of him and examined them, then ran them over his body. "E Gad! What...Evil is this?!" He questioned with panic.

The whole team busted up laughing...Even Vic-tor was smiling.

Wade's head shot around at all of us. "Move along, Citizens! Nothing to observe here!" He called out with his deep voice again. His head fantically searched around.

We all continued to laugh our asses off. Zero shifted in his seat, and I noticed Wade's eyes stared at him. I finally seen the gun in the holster on Zero's hip. Wade's eyes widened. "Gun!" Wade pointed to Zero. We all stopped laughing for a moment. "Criminal...Prepare for a beating full of justice!" Wade jumped over the table at him, but Zero stood up quicker and blocked Wade's punch. Zero locked him in a chokehold so quick, I forgot to wipe the vision and stop the fight. Wade coughed.

"Ekkh...Should have gotten a sidekick..." He choked out. Even when he's a damn superhero...Wade seems to joke.

I stepped closer to them. "Okay, Zero let him go..." I ordered. Zero done as told and I wiped the story with a blink. Wade looked around and rubbed his neck. His eyes stopped on me and they squinted.

"What...did you..make me do?" He said slowly. Our laughing started back up again and Wade continued to frown.

I shrugged at Wade. "Hey, you asked for it..."

He continued to squint at me with a glare. He knows I'm right...I smiled again as I replayed it in my head and started to walk to my room.

"Nap, bye guys." I announced. My cheeks started to hurt from smiling so much.

"It's a bit chilly...You don't want anything to keep you warm?" Wade's voice...of course.

I rolled my eyes. "No, I'll use what most people use...A blanket." I replied, shutting my door.


My cough woke me up from my sleep. My throat hurt when I swallowed. Eh...sore throat... I rubbed my throat slowly. My body turned to look at the clock. "7:02" The window in my room was dark, so it must be a night...How long was I asleep...? I shrugged off the thought and went to the kitchen for a drink to relieve the sore throat.

"So a vampire walks into a bar, okay? And orders for a glass of water...The bartender asks, "You're a vampire...don't they drink blood?" And the vampire reaches into his pocket and pulls out a used tampon and says, "I'm making tea..." Wade's voice told the joke as I walked into the kitchen. His laugh happened afterward...

I curled my lip. "That's disgusting..." I commented when I walked in. Wade, John, and Fred was sitting at the kitchen table, playing poker. Fred was chuckling...I'm guessing from the joke Wade just told.

Wade's head shot up at me when I commented on his joke. A smile spread across his face. "Ellie!" He ran up to me and gave me a bear hug. I flinched as he came at me, and groaned as he hugged me. "Wade...We need to talk..." I said.


Wade's POV

Geez, John is always a party-pooper...I thought it was a pretty damn good joke...Fred laughed at it!

"That's disgusting..." A female voice came from the hallway. I looked up and noticed Ellie came in the kitchen. She had some black short-shorts on, along with a crimson red tanktop. Her hair was tied in a ponytail and she was rubbing her throat.

"Ellie!" I ran over to her and gave her a bear hug.

She groaned and pulled away. "Wade...We need to talk..." She said giving me a serious look.

I frowned. What the hell about...?She pulled me away back to her room and closed the door slowly...Damn, I wish she pulled me in here for another reason...Without talking...or clothes...

She walked up to me and motioned me to sit on the bed with her as she plopped down on it. Gosh, she's really tempting me!

I decieded to do what she asked for and sat slowly next to her. We held each other's gazes for a moment, but then she finally spoke. "Wade...I feel as if you want more than a friendship..." No dur...Great observation, Sherlock!

I kept the comment to myself and nodded slowly.

"But...I don't want to...I want to be just friends...teammates."

My eyes widened at what she said. It just blurted out..."What?! What about Plan C??" I immidiatly regretted I even opened my mouth...Which doesn't come by a lot...

Her eyebrows scunched at me. "What?"

Damn it, Wade!I cleared my throat. "Ahm...I mean Vitamen C...I haven't had my daily dose lately..." I attempted to correct when the cat flew out of the bag...WHAT THE HELL?! VITAMEN C?! Damn it to hell! That's gotta be the lamest thing to say in the history of history...

Her head flinched back and her eyebrows furrowed. "Oookay..." She murmured. Fuck, Wade. Nice job...Make an idiot of yourself...

"Teammates, huh?" I asked, and she unsurrangly nodded. I shook my head. "Sorry, I don't agree with it..."

Her eyes widened. "What do you mean you don't agree with it...?"

I shrugged. "I don't agree with teammates...I want to be..." I paused as a brillant idea bloomed inside my head. Plan C...in action!

I slowly reached over and my hand landed on her arm. I slowly began to stroke it with my thumb. "I want to..." When a man can't spit it out, the woman feels sorry and totally thinks it the cutest thing in the world...It's like stealing candy from a baby...

She reached over and her hand rubbed the side of my face. Wade Wilson...You're a fuckin' genius...I slowly leaned in to make our lips touch. She done the same...Hell yes! I LOVE Plan C!

Her breath seemed like a drug when it hit my lips. The door opened suddenly and she pulled away so fast and looked at the door. I turned to see Chris stick his head in. I REALLY hate you right now, Chris...

His eyes glanced between both of us, but he finally spit it out..."Ellie, Stryker wants to talk to you..." He informed her and walked back out.

She gave a fake smile to me. It was pretty awkward at that moment...She got up and walked hurridly to the bathroom and shut the door. Then water begun to run.

I wanted to scream my freakin' head off at that moment...So freakin' close...I could almost taste her lips....Damn it! I threw my hands in the air. Does this mean I move on to Plan D?! I cupped my face inside my hands as I leaned my elbows on my knees. No...I give up. I don't need to keep chasing the bitch...I can get plenty of them...

I stood up slowly with a sigh and opened the door to exit.

Fine...Plan D.


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