Title: Ten Lords a-Leaping

Summary: Peter Whump and Wade reveals himself as gift giver…. But still not in person!

Beta'd by the awesome Nieceoftheserpent who is ever so saintly in correcting my numerous mistakes.

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The first thing he became aware of was that he was wet, cold and that he hurt all over. Rolling himself over was a chore but Peter did so eventually and lay looking up into the dark sky.

How had he gotten here? He remembered something about a robbery and Venom. Reaching down, he pushed a button on his write communicator that would alert the others that he needed help.

Peter pushed himself up just to fall back down, a shock of pain shooting through his side. His hand went to his side and came back into his view covered in blood… had he been shot? Huh…that would explain why the world was spinning.

As the darkness rushed up to greet him he was vaguely aware of someone calling out for him? Or calling for a Baby Boy anyway.

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When he woke upagain he was warm, very comfortable and he didn't hurt anymore. Peter slowly took stock of his body; his bullet wound no longer hurt and had the tell tale itch of healing. It would be gone in a few days probably.

He opened his eyes and was surprised to see Bruce hovering over him.

"Glad to see you up and about Peter. The others will be happy to see you looking better. Especially Deadpool, he's the one who found you and he went a little….."

"Crazy?" Peter put in softly and watched as Bruce smiled a bit and nodded before gesturing over to the side of the bed.

"Something arrived for you a while ago and Deadpool has been acting kind of shifty. Since I assume it's from him, I'll leave you alone and go let the others know you are awake."

Reaching out, Peter was surprised to find two cards. Opening the one on top first he leaned back into a pillow.

"Never ever ever do that to me again Baby Boy! I thought you were dead and I can't deal with that. If you die so does everything good that might lurk in my heart. Please be more careful."

There were water marks on the letter, tears, Peter thought wonderingly. He knew who his gift giver was without a doubt now as there was only one person who called him Baby Boy.

He felt his heart clench in guilt, he could just imagine how upset and freaked out Wade would have been and he really wished the mercenary was there now so he could wrap him up in a hug.

Pulling out the next letter he tried to keep the tears from forming in his eyes.

"On the 10th day of Christmas

My true love gave to me

Ten Lords a'Leaping"

"Today was a fun one baby but you won't get to see half of it until you get home. I'm sorry for the other note. You just scared the shit out of this old guy and you gotta be more careful. I have no idea if you are into this type of music but I saw the DVD and it fit.

I love you Baby Boy

Wade"

Peter clutched the letter to his chest and let a few tears fall. He'd hoped that Wade was behind the gifts but he had never dared to really believe it but the truth was now in his hands. Without a doubt now he buried his face in his hands and let out a soft sob.

He'd spent so many nights since starting to get these gifts just wanting and hoping and yearning. How you have it it sounds like he's stopped getting the gifts. It was true and he was loved and he loved that big idiot right back.

Wiping his eyes on his sleeve he pulled the gift to himself and had to laugh when he opened it to find Michael Flatley's Lord of the Dance DVD. Well Michael Flatley sure was a Lord of Leaping. He couldn't help but giggle wetly.

"Hey Kid you ok?" Peter glanced up into Tony's worried face and couldn't help but smile.

"Yeah, just got some good news and an interesting present." He held up the disk and Tony took it from him and snorted before handing it back.

"Steve is on his way in here to sit with you. You'll be here over night for observation but you should be able to go home tomorrow. The bullet just grazed you and you are already healing pretty well from it. You had a knock on the head but that checked out ok also."

Peter was surprised at the look he was being given by Tony, he must have really scared them. He glanced up at a knocking on the door and smiled at Steve who stood there awkwardly with something behind his back.

"Hey Pete, um Deadpool wanted me to give this to you? I realize it's probably a joke and I can get rid of it if you want?"

Peter's eyes widened when Steve held up DP.

"DP! You can't get rid of him. Gwen got him for me and he's cute!" He practically dove at Steve and snatched DP from him tucking the plush to his chest and pouted at Steve.

"Why would you want to be mean to DP, he didn't do anything to you."

Steve held up his hands in surrender and shared a wide-eyed glance with Tony.

"Sorry Peter, I though it might be Deadpool playing a joke but I see that isn't true so I apologize for 'being mean to DP'."

Peter nodded and then yawned, blinking lazily "Good. DP is good for snuggles when Wade isn't around."

"Kid, have you ever snuggled the real Deadpool?" Tony asked, his voice light and aware of how touchy Peter could get if he said the wrong thing, but the look on his face said he so wanted some gossip.

Peter frowned and curled himself up on the bed as well as he could, DP and his new DVD safely protected, "Not too much yet, but I will. You'll see."

"Sure kid, I believe you don't worry. I'm positive that Deadpool wants to snuggle you and do more to you also." Tony's voice was teasing but he was being serious too.

"Good. He better, hesent me all these weird gifts." Peter's eyes were getting heavy. Right before he dozed back off he heard Tony's giggling followed by an ouch and the sound of a scuffle.

Those two fight like an old married couple. Was his last thought as he drifted off. DP clutched tight to his chest like he belonged there.