Missy was stood in her kitchen, washing the dishes.

She was still wearing her wonderful red dress, not even having the heart to change.

She had put Emily to bed about an hour ago, the little girl questioning why Missy wasn't going out anymore, but the caramel-haired woman had merely kissed her daughter and told her to sleep.

Since then Missy had tried to push thoughts of tonight from her mind. She had housework to do. There was no point in dwelling on it…she was a single mom and she needed to remember that. She wasn't going to be able to go out like other Moms could…she needed to be here to take care of Emily.

But right at this moment, Missy felt so alone. Trapped. Not by her little girl, not at all, but just by circumstances….

She hung her head, giving a quiet sniff as a tear slipped down her cheek and dropped into the soapy water below.

But before Missy could let another tear fall, there came a buzz from her phone on the worktop beside her.

Wiping her hands on a dish-towel, she grabbed the device and peered down at the message that had appeared on the screen.

{Night kinda sucked. (No-one to help me finish my tequila shots like you promised!) But if you're still up, I have pizza. *pizza emoji*}

Missy suddenly grinned as she read the message, her heart thudding inside her chest.

Quickly wiping at her eyes she typed an immediate reply.

{Emily's asleep, but pizza sounds good}

Less than a second after she sent it, there came a soft knock upon the front door.

Missy hurried over into the living room, then through into the hallway, before tugging open her door.

Stood there was, of course, the merc.

Tonight he had on his usual sheep-skin coat and tight, white t-shirt and in his arms, was, as promised, a large greasy pizza box.

He looked like he had already thought of an opening line, opening his mouth to say something, but instantly he faltered as he took in her slender form.

Missy was still completely dressed up, minus the heels and jacket of course, but her hair and make-up still looked perfect, despite her tears.

She felt herself blush under his gaze.

"Wow…" he said longingly. "You look…..fucking amazing."

Missy stared down at the ground, feeling herself flush further.

She stepped aside to allow him to enter, tugging at her bottom lip with her teeth.

She could feel those butterflies again…

He slid past her, but his eyes never left her face, and for the briefest of moments Missy smelt cotton candy on the air …

"I'm really sorry about tonight," she said after a moment or two, both of them standing in the hallway facing one another. "My sitter cancelled…and I couldn't leave Emily so…"

"It's fine," said Wade almost instantly, taking a step towards her. "The party wasn't that great anyway…and besides all I wanted to do was come here, stuff my face with pizza and binge watch TV using your Netflix account."

Missy gave a chuckle, tucking a strand of caramel hair behind her ear.

She moved off into the living room as Wade followed, heading instantly over to her couch and taking a seat.

But before Missy could offer him a drink or even say another word, there came a sudden pitter-patter of feet from the bedroom and Emily appeared in the doorway, rubbing at her little eyes. She was still in her white little onesie, her soft brown hair sticking up in a tuft on top of her head.

"Waydee?" she asked, as her little eyes locked onto him, sitting there on their couch.

She had obviously heard his voice and come out to investigate.

"Baby, what are you doing out of bed," said Missy in a firm tone. "You're supposed to be asleep."

But to her surprise, Emily ignored her, walking straight into Missy's bedroom, out of sight of them both.

Missy gave a frown, looking to Wade before glancing back towards her bedroom.

Why would Emily be going in there?

But her question was suddenly answered, as Emily came out brandishing her drawing, that had been tucked inside Missy's clutch bag.

Missy had obviously just left it on her bed and forgotten, but Emily hadn't.

The tiny toddler marched straight up to Wade, little butt wiggling as she did so, and pushed the piece of paper into his hands.

"Mommy pwetty," she said with a nod, her little face serious. She was obviously trying to get something across to him.

And without so much as another word, she went over to Missy, grasping the hem of her dress in her sticky little paws and pulling her over towards the merc.

Missy instantly laughed, and Wade gave a chuckle as he watched the scene unfold.

Emily came to stand before Wade, placing a pudgy little hand to his knee.

"Waydee kissh Mommy," she said demandingly, looking him directly in the eye, a little scowl forming on her face.

Wade's raised his eyebrows, beaming, as Missy reddened, becoming almost tomato-like in colour.

The little girl patted the paper on his lap, causing Wade to finally look down at it.

Missy watched him for a moment or two, staring down at the image in his hands, drawn by the tiny girl.

"She made it for you," said Missy in a soft voice. "She wanted me to give it to you tonight…"

Wade was silent for a long moment before his chocolate eyes finally met with hers.

And for that second, Wade looked at Missy like she'd never been looked at before. Something in his gaze which she had never come across in her entire life… a look she didn't even recognise…

She broke her eyes from his, after what felt like an eternity, and bent down to pick up Emily.

"Come on baby," she said holding the little girl close. "It's bedtime…again."

And with that Missy headed off to the bedroom…. But what she didn't notice was the scowling little look, that Emily gave to Wade over her shoulder.


Five minutes later and Missy appeared from the little girl's bedroom, giving a sigh.

"Sorry, your pizza is probably freezing cold by now," she muttered smiling.

Wade grinned at her, giving an easy shrug.

"Luckily for you, I prefer cold pizza," he said glancing her way. "Fucking helped me on many a hangover."

Missy chuckled, as Wade's eyes remained on her.

"Sorry I bailed on you," she said suddenly in a quiet voice, her eyes falling to the floor. "I really was looking forward to the party…"

"Well if you can't come to the party, then the party can come to you," Wade uttered almost instantly. He leaned forwards in his seat.

"I'm the party by the way," he said in a carrying whisper, causing Missy to laugh.

She looked over at him, glancing down at the drawing that still remained on his lap.

"Sorry about Emily," she said lightly, wrinkling her nose. "I think she's just got it into her head that you're kind of a fixture here now….I mean, I know you're not, but…um-"

She stopped, reddening and glancing down at the wooden floorboards, giving a difficult gulp.

Perhaps Emily wasn't the only one who thought of Wade as kind of a fixture….

But before Missy could think on this anymore, she felt a sudden hand upon her chin.

She looked up to see that Wade had gotten to his feet and closed the gap between them…

…his fingers beneath her chin….lifting her gaze to meet with his…

"Well I don't know about you, but after that look I got from Em, I kinda feel like I should do as I was told…" he uttered, giving a small chuckle, his eyes glancing down at her soft lips.

Missy could do nothing but stare back at him, her heart pounding inside her chest.

And before she knew it…Wade Wilson had gently pressed his lips to hers.

Missy pushed herself closer to Wade, as her soft mouth opened to his…

She felt his tongue dance against hers. He tasted of beer, and the sweetest candy she had ever dreamed of….and she couldn't help but relax into his touch, his warmth…letting his hands slip around her waist, holding her close…

It felt like a lifetime had passed by, when in reality, it couldn't have been more than a few seconds.

But eventually, Missy pulled away, breathlessly, taking a step back.

Wade looked at her, his gaze needy and wanting, but Missy's eyes once again slipped down to the floor.

She let out a small, embarrassed smile, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.

Missy couldn't do this…

Who was she kidding?

She had too much baggage for Wade…she knew that...

"I should…um…." she began, blinking several times and taking a breath. "…go check on Emily."

And with that she smiled up at him…but inside, she felt utterly disappointed…she couldn't have all this…even if she did want it….want him….she was a Mom and she needed to remember that.

"Sorry…" she finished, her eyes never quite meeting with his.

And with that she headed into the Emily's bedroom, leaving Wade standing in her living room all alone.

A second passed…. then another…

Missy stood in the darkness of the little girl's room, listening to the soft breaths of her sleeping daughter.

Her head and heart felt like they were about to burst…and she felt, at this moment, like she wanted to cry for the second time tonight.

It was only a minute later, she heard the front door open, and then gently close again.

And Missy knew that Wade had gone.


Was that ok? Are you still guys liking Wissy…Wadissy….Missypool? And Emily of course!

Thanks to starrat, dancindonna, Momochan77, Welisarne, Legolas Girl 31, jonstar1034, petite-yoyo, Raging Raven and Smaug the Golden for reviewing the last chapter.

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