Missy gave a sigh, switching off her workstation PC for the last time.
This was it. Her job now over.
She'd had a year. It was her own fault really. Perhaps two hundred job applications hadn't been enough. Maybe it should have been more like four hundred, or even five?
But what could she do about that now?
Getting to her feet she picked up her purse from the floor beside her as people filed past her, wrapped up warm, ready to face the icy chill outside.
None of them even looked at her, or acknowledged her, and despite it being her last day at this company, a company she had been at for fifteen months, she hadn't received so much as a one-dollar, obligatory goodbye card.
But she didn't care now anyway. She hadn't made friends here. These were people who gossiped and cared about their bonus cheques and commission, and not about anything more.
Missy had managed to clear out her desk in less than a minute, so slipping on her cream-coloured coat, she picked up her purse an headed for the elevators.
She had already received a text from Wade to say that he and Emily were waiting outside, so Missy did not want to be held up. It was freezing, the snow having built up a good few inches since this morning and so Missy definitely didn't want Emily standing out in THAT for too long.
This morning had been a dream.
With Missy making waffles for them all, Wade had stood in the kitchen behind her whispering cheeky things into her ear as she made up the batter.
She had shoved him away playful as Emily, who had been sat up on the counter beside them, watched them, giggling. But despite Missy being up early she had still somehow managed to be late for work, and had to rush to the bus, wading through the ever-falling snow in her high-heels as she did so.
The snow was still falling outside as she tugged her coat tighter around her and stepped out of the elevator and into reception, handing her security pass over for the last time.
The bleach-blonde receptionist barely even looked at Missy before she took the pass and turned away once more.
Missy let out another sigh, hitching her bag up over her shoulder. At least she could go home tonight and chill with her two favourite people.
And besides, Christmas was only two days away, and Missy had lots of wrapping to be doing.
She had bought Emily a giant teddy bear, amongst other things of course, and for Wade, she had purchased perhaps THE most tacky Christmas sweater imaginable. He would love that, she was sure of it.
Walking out of the double doors for the final time, it only took her a moment or two to spot Emily and Wade, standing hand in hand a, just a little way up the block.
Emily was bundled up in her pink coat, mittens, hat and scarf but still looked freezing cold. Missy could spot her tiny teeth chattering from a mile away.
Wade however, was stood in his usual sheepskin coat with nothing but a vest on underneath, free hand shoved into his black jean pocket.
"Hey, you two," said Missy strutting over to them, freezing herself, in tights and high heels. "You'll both look like snowmen if you stand out here any longer."
Emily, noticing Missy for the first time, shot her a wide beaming smile.
"Me an' Daddy made shnowmans today!" she said as Missy approached her, jumping up and down on the spot excitedly, as Wade grinned stupidly beside her.
"Yeah and I froze my ass off didn't I, you little monkey?" he said bending down and giving Emily's side's a little tickle, causing her to squeal. "Someone thought the snowman would look better with my jacket on."
He stood up straight, turning to Missy, who immediately smiled back, pressing herself into him.
"Hi," he said, his lips lingering close to hers.
"Hi," Missy replied back, batting her eyelashes, her breath catching in her throat.
God she loved him.
Wade pressed a lingering kiss to Missy's soft lips.
As always, he tasted of cotton candy, and today the slightest hint of peppermint.
It only lasted for a second, but it was enough to warm Missy up, that was for sure.
She pulled away, blushing slightly. Geez, how did he always keep doing this to her? Even now.
"Alright then," said Missy biting her lip. "Shall we go home and warm up with some hot cocoa and a movie?"
She glanced down at Emily, who, it seemed, hadn't heard her.
Instead, the tiny toddler's attention was caught by something else…
Missy parted her lips slightly, swinging around, only to see a figure crossing the street towards them…
Waving at the tiny toddler…
A figure Missy recognised very well….
Very well, indeed.
Missy's heart immediately plummeted into her stomach.
She felt like she was going to puke.
No, no, no…..
This couldn't be happening…
Not now…
Missy took a step closer to Wade, pulling Emily back towards her, just as she had done the first time they had met Wade, in their hallway.
Back then, she had been protective of her little girl. And right now….well, things hadn't changed so much.
For here he was again.
Scott.
Coming back into Missy's life.
Messing with her.
Scott, much more sober than the last time she had seen him, came to a stop just in front of them.
Across his face was plastered a wide grin.
Missy gulped, her whole body tensing as the blue-eyed man crouched down right in front of them, looking directly at Emily.
"Hey there….kid," he said in a slick voice. "You remember me?"
Missy began to tremble and she almost instantly felt Wade stiffen beside her.
He had worked it out. Of course he had. He wasn't stupid.
"Oooh, if you are, who I fucking think you are," uttered the merc in a low and dangerous tone. "Then you'd better fucking turn around now and walk back into whatever fucking hole you crawled out of."
But Scott just raised a single eyebrow up towards the merc.
"You always use that sort of language around the….kid?" he said with a loud tut tut.
Scott's eyes travelled up towards Missy.
"I said he looked like a lowlife, didn't I?" he said in a smooth tone. "You remember? When I came to see you the other day."
Oh Scott knew exactly what he was doing. He knew he would get a rise out of Wade one way or another.
Missy's stomach lurched, as Scott gazed over lazily at Wade.
"Oh….what? Missy didn't tell you I came to see her the other day?" he said, raising both eyebrows this time, before turning back towards Emily.
From the corner of her eye, Missy saw Wade's jaw clench and a vein begin to throb at his temples.
Missy was well aware that Wade probably had a knife stashed away in his jacket pocket at the very least. She hoped for everyone's sake a knife was all it was, a gun in the hand an angry merc would not be a good idea right now…
"Do you know who I am?" Scott asked Emily suddenly, interlacing his fingers together before him.
Missy's heart thudded.
"Scott…please…" pleaded Missy.
She didn't want Emily to know him.
None of this was fair.
He walked out on them. Abandoned them.
And for him to do this….now….
"…I'm you father," continued Scott with a nod. "Your Daddy."
Emily, who peered out from behind Missy's coat shyly, looked up at Wade and Missy a little confused.
"Noh, Waydee mai Daddy," she uttered in a quiet little voice, giving a frightened sniff. "He tak me to park."
But Scott gave a sneering laugh, placing his hands to both knees and easing himself to his feet, his eyes still on Emily.
"Whatever your….Mommy…" Scott uttered in poisonous voice. "…or this, fucktard of a guy, tells you. I'm your Daddy, alright, kid? You're mine, and don't you- OOF!"
There was a loud thud as Scott was thrown into the wall beside him hard.
"Wade!" cried Missy loudly, in fright.
Wade, who had gripped Scott tightly by the throat, now had the blue-eyed man pinned to the wall, a knife held against his cheek.
"Go on," sneered Scott goadingly. "Do it Asshole! Right in front of the kid-UGH!"
But he was cut off as Wade pulled him back slightly before shoving him into the freezing cold brick wall hard.
"Her name's Emily," growled Wade furiously.
But Scott barely seemed to be listening. Missy could see his chest rising and falling hard.
"Do you know who I am?" said the merc in a dark voice, into Scott's ear.
Wade was angry, no, furious, his shoulders tensed and his eyes black.
It was only just gone 5pm and the street was fairly busy, still full of passers-by going about their business, most of them hardly noticing the commotion that was going on here right beside them.
"I couldn't give a shit who you-" started Scott, before his face was shoved roughly into the brick wall, the gleaming blade being pressed into his other cheek, hard.
Behind Missy, Emily gave a sudden wail of fright beginning to cry.
"My name is Wade Wilson. I'm a fucking ex-special forces operative. And to be honest, having a job like that didn't give me much in the way of essential skills that most people are looking for on the old resume…." said the merc, in a low voice. "But what I did find is that I slipped pretty fucking neatly into a job where I fuck people up and get paid to do it. Because that, I am good at. And I'm afraid to say you picked the wrong fucking family to mess with. Because long before I met Missy or her gorgeous daughter, you fucked up their lives big time. Told them they weren't good enough. And it took me a long, long fucking time to try and get Missy to trust me…and all that was because you fucked up. You messed with her head. And well now, maybe I should make sure you don't get a fucking chance to do that to her, or in fact anyone else again."
Wade pressed the icy blade deeper into Scott's cheek, drawing blood.
Emily gave another wail from behind her, but Missy was just stood there in shock, trembling in fear watching the whole situation, eyes widened like a rabbit in the headlights.
"How about I make sure that pretty little fucking mouth of yours, can't fuck up their lives again, huh?" said Wade, baring his teeth, his grip tightening on Scott's neck.
"Wade…" breathed Missy, her heart thudding.
Oh god, he was going to do something stupid wasn't he?
Wade gave a growl, pressing his face closer to Scott's as the blade pierced deeper into the dark-haired man's flesh.
"Please…Wade…" Missy said once again, her breath hitching in her throat.
But suddenly she stopped…
Her blood running cold.
No….
Apart from the noise of a few passing cars and the soft sound of snow falling all around them….the street was silent…
No…
Just a second ago there had been another noise….
Another noise that was now missing….
No…please…no….
She swung around…
Her eyes desperately searching around her….
"Emily?!" said Missy suddenly, breathing hard. "EMILY!"
She gazed up and down the street.
Oh god, no….
Please no….
Her eyes darted this way and that as she spun around on the spot…
But it was no use.
Emily was gone.
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