Author's Note: Alright next chapter and all that jazz. I just wanted to say I am going to re-write some of my previous chapters. I am unhappy with the quality of the writing you won't have to re-read them, they will be exactly the same just more snazzy. Also I am reaching the end...ish of this story, at the last chapter could you please review and let me know if you want me to continue it because it is incredibly open ended as I think all stories should be, unless it's the actual end then you need to kill everyone... Anyway just so you know and remember to review I like reviews they make me feel special.
Ana woke the next morning, and watched Wade get dressed. She smiled at him, she didn't want him to go. She was never one for long term relationships but there was something about Wade. He was an idiot, but when it came down to it, he was quick and powerful. He pulled his pants on and he smiled at her, crawling back onto the bed. He brushed her messy hair out of her eye and kissed her.
"Morning sleepy head." He teased, she was so beautiful even when she wasn't wearing any make up. A smile crossed her lips and she lay lazily under him. She was just happy to stare into his warm brown eyes. If there was ever a man who could convince her to settle down it would be Wade.
"Morning Wade." She replied, wrapping her arms around him. He laid next to her stroking her hair as she rested her head on his chest. He hoped that his punishment wouldn't be too severe, that everything he worked towards wasn't lost.
"Ana we need to talk." He murmured, his voice was unusually serious. She just snuggled in closer to him.
"What is it?" Wade took a deep breath, he wasn't sure if he should tell her or not. It could ruin everything, she was coping on her own. She would be able to cope if he didn't tell her but part of him needed to share it with someone. He needed to know someone cared about him.
"Ana. I am sick." He told her honestly. She laughed a little, looking up at him with playful eyes.
"Yes Wade you're incredibly perverted." She teased, going to kiss him on the lips he stopped her.
"I have cancer Ana." She stared at him a moment, her heart stopped. She pulled away from him, staring at him with her eyebrows furrowed. Ana was stunned she couldn't believe it, her heart began to break. His heart sank as he stared at her, he could see it hit her. The color drained from her face, and he began to feel incredibly guilty.
"I have about a year and half the doctors told me." She got off the bed holding the sheet to cover her body. She put her hand to her head. Everything seemed to melt away, this had to be a cruel joke. The feeling she had during her escape in Nigeria washed over her and her heart felt like it had disintegrated. Everything was falling down around her.
"Were you going to leave and not tell me?" She asked in disbelief running her hand through her disheveled hair. Both Wade and Ana were torn their lives were antithetical to romance, but they felt very strongly for one another. Ana found a man who would care for her no matter what, and Ana was the woman who would make Wade settle down.
"I didn't want to worry you." He defended getting up off of the bed. Wade walked towards her, she backed away from him a few steps.
"How could you not tell me!" She shouted as she did things began to shake violently. Her emotions were getting out of control. Her ability to control her telekinesis was deteriorating, if she didn't calm down she could destroy her entire apartment.
"Ana, you need to calm down." He was worried that she could accidentally kill him, or herself.
"Don't tell me to calm down." She screamed, causing the lamp to slam against the wall. "Are you getting treatment?"
"I will, don't worry, I will do everything in my power to fight this, but until I am better, I can't subject you to this." Wade told her solemnly, she fell to her knees and she began to scream, everything in her room began to swirl around and Wade crouched down putting his hand on her back. Pulling her into his arms she began to cry. The room shook, he slowly calmed her down as she lay draped in the white sheet.
"Go." She whimpered, Wade's heart broke as he stood up. She didn't look at him her body shaking with sorrow. "The sooner you leave the sooner you will come back." Her voice sounding both despondent and hopeful. He put on his shirt and gathered his things and left. The sound of the door was like being locked in a cell. Her world crashed around her, it was one thing to know Wade couldn't see her cause it would mean ending her life. It was another to come and tell her she might never see him again. That any chance she had to see exactly how she felt about him was torn from her. She let out a pained scream and everything that had been in the air fell a loud crash.
It was hard to leave her there, but it was for the better. He wanted her to be happy, he wanted her to be able to live her life. He would do everything in his power to make sure neither Victor nor Stryker got her. She would never be in danger so long as he lived. He would try and protect her until his dying day. Which may come sooner or later he didn't know, he had defied orders and Styker was obsessed with his work. He made it clear that she had to die. Wade told himself he would tell him, that he tried to kill her but her mutation prevented the completion of his mission. He walked slowly out of the apartment building and on to the cold street.
"Was she good?" Zero inquired his voice laced with condescension and hatred. Wade glanced at Zero with dark eyes and grabbed him slamming him against the wall and getting right into his face. The idea of Zero insulting her like she was nothing more than a hooker, enraged Wade.
"Don't talk about her like that!" Wade snarled debating taking his sword and running it through his team mate.
"Don't be stupid Wade, you do want to live to see her again right?" A voice growled from behind him, it was dark and guttural. Wade didn't need telepathy to know who was behind him. Victor's presence was unmistakable to anyone who he chose to reveal it too, it was like a dark cloud looming over you, and the fear of your worst nightmare sneaking up behind you. The predator's presence force Wade to let Zero go, and turn to the man who stood only a few inches over him.
"Touch her Victor and I swear I will gut you." Wade growled his voice was meeting Victor's both men seemed to be engulfed in anger and pain. Their desires meeting, and both wanting nothing more than torture and kill the man before him.
"Really?" Victor chuckled confidently, "I will rip her spine from her body if you try."
"Enough both of you, Stryker wants us back. We leave now." Zero growled angrily ignoring the present danger getting between the two men. Victor smirked turning his back on Wade, completely confident in his abilities. Completely content to wait till Wade snapped and attacked him, so he could rip his still beating heart from his chest. Wade looked back and sighed deeply, he hoped that he could prevent poor Ana anymore trouble. She needed to be left out of this, he would do anything in his power to ensure that the beautiful girl he love so much would be spared.
Ana got up one morning pulling herself out of her bed, she groggily rolled out of bed and rubbed her eyes. For a moment she looked out her window and she had completely forgotten all the horrible things she felt. It all came rushing back to her, and a heavy feeling fell over her chest. It was going to be another terrible day she knew it, at least that is how it felt, a deep breath to calm her heart, it only helped a little. Walking through her apartment she wandered into her kitchen her feet dragging on the honey coloured wood floors.
She pulled open her fridge door and pulled out the small jug of milk and placed it on the counter, shuffling over to cupboards near the sink she grabbed a box of cereal and a bowl. Pouring the cereal and milk into the bowl she pulled a spoon out of the drawer and poked at her food. She looked down at it, the stark white milk and the warm brown flakes didn't seem very appealing today. It hadn't been very appealing for the past few months. Forcing herself to eat a few bites she grew frustrated with herself. How could she eat? Why couldn't she eat? Her emotions were so all over the place she never knew how she was going to react to anything anymore. Tossing the glass bowl into the sink it cracked and she slammed her hand on the counter with a loud bang.
"Stupid. Stupid girl." She whispered to herself trying to pull herself together. Ana had been trying for a long time to get herself out of this hole, it was like it was eating her alive. Everything she loved had slipped through her fingers, she would never have the life she dreamed of. Looking over her shoulder at her microwave and cursed to herself she was going to be late. Pushing off the counter she rushed to the bathroom, quickly stripping down she stepped into the shower and began to wash herself. Her mind ran through everything that had happened to her; the mission, her life in Russia and she felt the tears begin to fall. Everything she ever wanted was falling away from her she'd never be home, she'd be alone for the rest of her life.
She turned off the water and stepped out of the shower. Wrapping herself in a towel. Rushing towards the bedroom grabbing a white tank top and a pair of black jeans. Tossing the towel on the bed she, grabbed her keys and ran to the door, slipping on a pair of black heels. Leaving her apartment, she quickly locked the door and began to walk down the hall her shoes making a hallow clicking sound with each step. As she pushed the elevator button she wished desperately that Victor had snapped her neck in Nigeria or that Mikhail Ursus her old team mate had come to finish her off so she wouldn't say anything. The doors opened and she stepped in, her body felt numb, like there was no life left in it. She pushed the ground floor button and waited. Leaving her building she went to work, the walk felt like forever.
She was exhausted, work had felt like it lasted years as opposed to hours leaving her mentally dead. After Wade had left her powers had been going crazy, she no longer had the emotional stability to control them. When she was sleeping she would wake to find things floating, while she was working she could hear everyone's thoughts. Going outside was a chore, she just couldn't handle it. She got to the front door of her building and tried to get her key in. Attempt after attempt made her anger rise and she let out a growl of frustration and the door flew off its hinges. It lay flat on the floor in front of her, and it seemed to mock her. It screamed at her of her failure. Her failure to keep her emotions under control. Her failure to complete her mission and her failure maintain a professional distance from her targets.
"Stupid girl, ten years of training and you blow the fucking door off its hinges." She snarled to herself. Walking over the door she made her way up the stairs, each step felt like she was inching closer to hell. Her mind was hazy and she had a throbbing headache. All the voices of her neighbors was clouding her perception. With a deep sigh she got to her floor each step came unsteadily she was trying her hardest to keep her telekinesis under control, she didn't want to out herself as a mutant. Placing her hand on her door frame she focused all her energy on unlocking it. She pushed open the door and walked down the hall. Slipping inside she flicked on the light next to the door and a gasp escaped her lips. Ana froze looking at the billowing figure before her. Her heart sinking, she fell to her knees. Maybe now she would finally have relief, her pain and anguish could leave her body and peace would overtake her.