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Author's Note: Geez, guys! I'm sorry! I've been real busy lately. Job, school, and a relationship. (some laziness) *cough cough* I'm sorry again! I'll really keep up with it, I promise! I really hope you guys enjoy it since it's been awhile. My writing might be a little rusty and I hope you guys still get Wade's humor in it. But sorry once again! Tried to make this long to make up for the time! But hope you guys enjoy! REVIEW!=)

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There was something eerie about the streets of where we tracked down Remy. I don't know if it was all the slutty gals strutting around or the smell of alcohol flowing out of the club. But I knew one thing. . . I didn't like it at all.

As we walked in to the club, I felt an awful familiar presence beside me.

"Boy! I feel like I'm at home."

Yeah, with all the prostitutes wondering where Wade Wilson went, I bet. I searched around, looking past all the individuals dance, some chug alcohol down, and other watching gambling games going on.

"Ellie, that is my past. A past before you. And besides. . . even though I stick with 'What happens in the club or anywhere else I get freaky, stays in the club or anywhere else I get freaky', it was only one chick with protection, might I add. And she ended up stealing 5 bucks from me when I was asleep. Dumb bitch. . ." He muttered, crossing his arms.

I shook my head at him, realizing the music was too loud and there was a lot of distractions for anyone to notice my questionable and random actions as I talked back to someone who didn't exist. Guess who's fault that is. . .

"The dumb bitch's! She's lucky I didn't kill her. AIDS or no AIDS. I have no mercy for people with STD's."

I rolled my eyes under my eyelids. Shut up, Wade. We—I need to focus.

"Oh. Just cut me out, like I don't exist. That makes me feel great." I looked back at him to see he crossed his arms. Like a little kid pouting.

That's because you don't exist, Einstein.

I watched as he gave a playful smirk. "You know the first sign is denial."

I quirked my eyebrow at him. The first sign to what?

He shrugged with the same smirk on his lips. "I don't know. I thought it was a good comeback."

Whatever. I turned my attention to Logan who walked up beside me. His hand landed on my shoulder.

"Have you found him?" He asked, searching around. A look of disgust across his face after a drunk woman bumped into him.

I let my eyes roam once more to find a familiar face sitting at a gambling table. It was him.

"Hey, Ellie! Look at this."

As much as I didn't want to, I still turned to see what he was doing. He was up on the stripper pole, spinning upside down, with his legs wrapped around the pole supporting his weight. His arms stretched out in a surprise motion. "Pretty cool, huh? Here's the best part. . ." He allowed his shirt to slip down revealing his perfectly defined abs. "And boom goes the dynamite." He smiled from under his shirt at me.

As much as I admired his abs, I quirked my eyebrow at him. Wow, Wade. I didn't know you stripped at gay bars.

The smile on his face disappeared fast. "What? Hell no!" He flipped off of the pole and came over to me. "Wade Wilson is not gay! Why would you say such a thing, El. Geez, just because I know how to look sexy doesn't mean there is a hint of gay in me." He disappeared again into a wisp of smoke.

I couldn't help but to smile. Awe, take a joke ya big baby.

There was no response.

I had to keep it going, with all the times he bugged me. You know the first sign is denial. . .

Still no response.

"Kid? What were you looking at?" Logan asked.

I looked at him with his face with confusion. "Nothing." I took a breath. "Just deciding how to get Remy."

"See. I knew you liked him."

I knew it was too good to be true that the voice went away. Not like that, Stupid.

"Admit it. The fairy that talks like a caveman is hot to you."

God, Wade.

"No, I'm not God. But people call me that a lot."

I was close to blowing up on him in my head, but Logan's voice stopped me. "Here's what I think. I'll go in and talk to him. Try to take a nice approach and try not to spook him."

"How about I go in?" I questioned at him. He did know me.

Logan's worried eyes shined at me. His head shook. "No. We don't know if he'll attack-"

"Actually. . ." I interrupted. "I do. We know each other."

His eyebrow slanted. "Know each other like how?"

I shrugged. "Well. Technically I'm 'Lily' to him. He tried asking me out on a date. We only talked twice."

Logan's face seemed to relax. "So, he doesn't actually know you."

I shook my head.

"Yeah, he knows LILY! Tell me, does this LILY like fairies?"

Shut up, Wade. There was never a time when I noticed another guy like that.

"Good." Logan nodded, turning his attention to the back doors. "Lead him out those doors. It goes out into an empty alley. We'll question him there."

"Or, better yet, I can just look into his mind." I offered, seeing an easy way for it. "It'll probably be better out in the alley, less distractions, and I'll get a lot more info faster."

He nodded. "Okay. . . Go in whenever you're ready."

I nodded, giving a small smile to him. As I began to walk off toward Remy, I felt a hand grab my arm. "Hey!"

I looked back at Logan.

"Be careful." He said with his eyes stern and glued onto mine.

"I will." I muttered, walking off again.

"Awe. Daddy worries about his new daughter already. I don't think he'll have to worry about Fairy / Caveman Boy drooling over LILY who's really ELLIE!"

Damn it, will you shut up already!

"Only if you say the magic word."

Fuck you.

"Oooooh. No, but I'll take that offer."

I rolled my eyes and kept walking toward the gambling table Remy was at. His eyes were too focused on his opponents as well as his hand. I sat down without hesitation. I decided to try and play this cool.

When I sat, Remy's eyes shot at me. His eyes sparkled as a smile spread across his lips. "Hey there, Lily. I knew you'd find me."

"Knew you'd find me?. What kind of lame pick up line is that. Knew you'd find me. . . Please!"

I let a smirk show. "Yeah, I felt like I needed to see you again." I smiled, attempting to play a sexual part.

"Felt like I needed to see you again? God, El. You're making me sick."

Remy's smile grew bigger, as his eyes flowed down me, checking out the rest of me. "You want to go somewhere, Chére?" His eyes sparkled again at me, as he motioned to the door with his head.

"No she doesn't want to go anywhere with you. Not Lily OR Ellie."

I ignored it. I smiled again at Remy, allowing my hand to flow across his forearm gently. "I'd love to." I whispered, attempting to add more sexuality to hypnotize him out in the alley.

"This just makes me sick, you know that?"

It's acting, Wade.

"It still sickens me!"

Remy rose from his chair, as he offered his arm for me like an escort. I slipped my hand under his arm and grabbed onto his arm. A soft smile shown on his face the entire time he led me out into the back doors. Right where I needed him to go. We made it out to the alley as I leaned again a building wall, and watched as Remy stood right in front of me. A couple inches away.

"Tell me, Lily. How'd you get to be so beautiful?" He asked, raising his hand to play with a string of my hair.

"He's starting to cross the fuckin' line now."

I acted like I blushed, lowering my gaze to the ground, but allowing a smile to show. "How did you get such pretty eyes?" I returned, gazing back into his eyes. A soft peaceful hazel color to them. It will be the perfect chance to start going through his memories.

"Ah." He smirked. "My momma's eyes." He stared back into my eyes. And I started my work.

"They're just so magic. I can't stop staring." I muttered, to keep his eyes on me.

"Thanks, Chére. Your's isn't hard to look at either." His finger started grazing the side of my face.

"This chump is lucky I can't touch him right now. Or else he'd be in a whole world of something extremely painful that starts with 'my' and ends with 'fists'."

As I focused deeper into his mind, images of an mysterious island appeared. Flashes of kids and young adults behind bars, looking frightened as can be. "Ellie."Their eyes begged for help. A picture of Stryker appeared as his fist came flying at the vision and guards frowning. "Ellie!" And suddenly, I saw a figure with familiar deep brown eyes, with no hair, sitting in a cage, staring far away. But the vision ripped away and I felt my body being thrown into the air.

It felt like a semi hit me. As I landed to the side of a dumpster, the wind instantly disappeared from my lungs. My head smacked the metal and everything started ringing. I wasn't sure if my eyes were closed, or I lost my sight, but I knew I wasn't unconscious. A horrible familiar growl echoed through the alley as everything started fading away.

"Ellie!"

Everything went black.

Cliffhanger! AH! Chapter 22 will be coming soon! Not months soon either...sorry! But PLEASE REVIEW? Please? =) Thanks!