Missy pushed open the door to her tiny apartment.
Emily had long since calmed down, her tears subsiding, and had since gone to sleep against Missy's shoulder once again.
Things like this, well, they were too much for someone as little as her to comprehend. Even Missy, at thirty struggled to take in what had just happened to them.
But right now none of that was important. That was done.
But there was something else lingering on Missy's mind.
Of what she had seen tonight…inside the window of that little Italian restaurant…
She flicked on the light and strode across the room on her high heels, placing Emily gently down onto the couch.
The little girl murmured something lightly, before snuggling into a cushion and becoming still once again
Missy stared down at her tiny daughter...
She was so beautiful , Missy knew that nothing, or no one, would change how much she loved or cared for her.
She gave a difficult gulp, pausing for beat or two.
Missy knew that Wade was just a few feet behind her, standing there, saying nothing…waiting for her to speak.
But this was hardest. To admit what had happened to her. What had happened to them, all that time ago….
"Did you see them?" she asked, her voice cutting through the silent room, like a knife.
Her tone was shaky, but she tried to steady it as much as she could. She knew she mustn't cry.
Wade took a step towards her. She could hear his footfall on the wooden floorboards.
"No, I-" he began, but Missy cut across him.
She turned on the spot gazing at the merc with large green eyes. In her hands she scrunched the sleeves of her coat anxiously.
"My ex-boyfriend Scott was there, i-in that restaurant we went by," she said, talking too quickly. She could hear herself, becoming stressed and scared. But why? All of this was in the past. But it still seemed to hurt her, more than she could say…
Missy took a small step away from the couch, her head bowing slightly, her eyes dropping to the floor.
She couldn't look at Wade.
She was ashamed…embarrassed…
She had only told one person, her aunt, about what had happened…so all this…it was like reliving those memories again…those hard to swallow memories.
"…we were together for four years…." she explained, her voice breaking slightly. "…and we were in love, like crazy in love. We had this tiny little apartment above a laundromat, which constantly smelled like fabric softener…"
Missy smiled to herself, those tiniest of memories flooding back to her…
"….I'd had boyfriends in college but this was different, it just felt special. Real…like it was going to be a forever thing, y'know?"
Missy took a breath, a lump forming in her throat.
"….we hadn't been trying for a baby, but when I started feeling tired, like all the time, Scott came with me to the doctors. W-We thought it might have been stress or the flu….but when the doctor told me I was pregnant ….and well, we talked about it and decided that this was something that we've always wanted. A family…"
Missy pursed her lips. But she still couldn't look at Wade…
"…t-then the time came… and t-there was Emily….and she was just the most beautiful baby I've ever seen. She had these amazing green eyes and this cute little nose that wrinkled when she cried. She looked like me, and like Scott….both of us…..just…just perfect."
Tears welled in Missy's eyes as she remembered.
"….and then….one day, she just started crying…and s-she wouldn't stop…at night, during her feeds, when you tried to play with her, hold her…it wasn't only that, but she didn't reacted to her name like other children her age, other babies….she didn't gabble, or laugh….and she didn't smile….and when we went to post-natal classes and met all the other parents with all the other babies…..I think…well, I think that was when it changed…"
Missy paced on her high heels.
"…b-but she was our baby, y'know? I mean you've seen her…she's beautiful …" Missy uttered frustratingly, her hands trembling. She felt angry, bitter…feelings rising up after all this time. "…so we went to the doctors…and they did a few tests….and that was when they told us she was partially deaf…"
Missy gave a shaky puff of air.
"….and I think that was the moment that Scott realised that he was never going to have a child that was just like all the other babies….that it would take a bit more of an effort to take care of her….but not to love her," said Missy shaking her head. "….it wouldn't have taken more to love her…"
Finally Missy looked up into Wade's eyes.
The merc was staring back at her, silent, unmoving…
A single frown line lingered between his chocolate eyes.
"…..I think, well, after that, it was only a matter of weeks…." said Missy giving a shrug, a tear slipping down her cheek. "….one day I came home from the grocery store to find Emily in the bedroom crying her eyes out…she looked like she'd been crying for hours….b-but Scott was just sat on the couch with his head in his hands…I-"
Missy gave a gulp, her eyes flickering to her feet, watching her own tears splash against the dark floorboards.
"….so I changed her and put her back to sleep in her cot, a-and by the time I went in to the living room….I was ready to yell at him, right?" she murmured, looking back up at Wade. "…b-but I remember, Scott just got to his feet and looked at me and told me that he didn't love me anymore…"
She gave uncontrollable sob, clutching a hand to her mouth.
"…that he didn't love either of us….."
Missy looked up at the ceiling as tears slid down her powdered cheeks.
She gave a sniff.
"….he said that we weren't what he wanted, and that he had never imagined his child being like that…. being like Emily….a-and so he packed his bags and left…just like that….and everything we'd built together….our life….it was just…..over."
She paused, wiping at her eyes with her hand.
"…..I-I couldn't pay rent on my own….and I just….I couldn't cope….so I took Emily and like a case full of things and went down to Florida where my Aunt lives…I blamed him for leaving us….I just thought he was a jerk…an asshole..."
Missy paused.
"B-But it wasn't until I went online, maybe two or three months later, and found out that Scott was dating someone else….and only a two months after that, that she was pregnant and he'd asked her to marry him. So that's when I figured out that maybe we the problem…maybe we had just never been good enough….maybe we never would be."
Missy gave another sniff, sweeping away the tears from her cheeks, before forcing a smile.
"….so yeah um…..that's who I saw in that restaurant earlier…." she uttered, giving a nod, trying to compose herself. "Scott and his new family. H-He looked happy."
Missy looked at Wade.
"I heard from a mutual friend that they had a baby girl a-a-and that her name was…well, it was Emma."
She closed her eyes for a second or two before opening them again, that smile still lingering on her lips.
But it was a sad smile, full of hurt and pain….everything Missy had hoped was long gone from her life…
"Seeing them there tonight…." she admitted. "I just…..it was just a reminder that we were never good enough…..Scott gave us up for another shot at a family. A perfect family. And he got that…..with them. Not with us."
Missy gulped, her heart hurting.
"It was just a reminder that we'll never be-" Missy paused, for the slightest of seconds taking in a deep breath. Finally coming to her conclusion. "That we'll never be good enough."
Behind her, Emily stirred suddenly, causing Missy to turn around, concerned about the thing she loved most in this entire world. But the toddler merely smacked her lips a couple of times before drifting back off to sleep.
But before Missy could turn around, once again, she felt a sudden hand on her chin.
She gazed around, to see that Wade had closed the gap between them.
The merc's eyes were steely and fixed, and that frown was still there…
"You're fucking good enough for me…" he said, in a what was merely a whisper. "Both of you…"
But Missy shook her head.
She knew that truth….he would only leave them in the end.
After Scott…well, how could she ever trust anyone else?
"Why would you even want us, Wade?" asked Missy tilting her head to the side…tears pricking once again at her eyes.
She looked at him. This guy. This amazing guy. And knew just how much it would hurt….how much it would scar her when he left too….
Evenatually Wade would see them the way that Scott had seen them….
But Wade's frown seemed to deepen suddenly.
"Why would I want you?!" he asked exasperatedly, his hand sliding from her chin to the back of her neck, his fingers caressing her skin.
"All my fucking life, all I've wanted is a shot at something good, and after all these years I thought that that was never gonna happen. That this was the life I was always gonna have…. and then I met you….that day out there in the hallway. And you were perfect…both of you," said the merc, with nothing but honesty in his voice, his chocolate eyes boring into hers. "I meanwaaay too perfect for me, and I know that I'll probably fuck it up in some way, down the line, and maybe I already have…but don't you ever fucking dare think that I wouldn't want you. Because, both of you….you're more than I could ever dream of having…..you're fucking perfection."
Missy stopped, her breath catching in her throat as she stared at him.
This man…who had protected her…had protected Emily too…
That wanted her, just as much as she wanted him…
But inside her heart was pounding. She was terrified of falling for him…to let him break her heart.
But Wade, lifted his other hand to her cheek, running a thumb across her tear tracks.
"Like I told you back then….all those fucking weeks ago…." he said frowning deeply, and giving his head a shake. "I'm fucking crazy about the two of you..."
Missy breathed hard…
And for the first time in months, almost years….she finally felt like she was part of something. Part of her own perfect family….
Her, Emily…..and Wade Wilson.
"….and don't you ever, EVER think I'm going to let you down….because I'll fucking die before that happens, I can fucking promise you that…" uttered Wade his voice honest and firm. "I'm fucking in love with you, Missy."
And before either of them could uttered another word, Missy had let out a shallow breath, unable to stop herself anymore.
His words were all she needed to hear.
And within the blink of an eye, Missy had pressed her lips to his….
Wade reacted instantly, kissing her back powerfully, his hands on her face, taking a step into her.
And Missy, right now, for the first time in a long,long time, realised that this was she wanted to be…
Not with Scott…a man who would let them down…who would leave them….
…but with Wade….a mercenary who wouldn't.
It was a moment or two before they both pulled away breathlessly, chests heaving, and eyes dark and full of longing.
Missy wanted it to never end…but before she could press herself to the merc again-
"Mommy?" came a sudden tiny voice from behind them.
The pair turned to see Emily, stood up on the couch on her chubby little legs, staring at the pair of them, mouth open wide.
She glanced up at Wade for a second before looking back at Missy, as if trying to figure out just what they'd been doing.
Before suddenly the gorgeous little toddlers' face broke into a wide smile and she reached out making grabby hands for the merc before her.
Missy herself gave a smile at this, tucking her hair behind her ear, and watched, as Wade grinned heaving Em up into his arms.
The two-year-old cuddled herself hurriedly into his chest and let out a little yawn.
"Waydee shtay tonighh, yea?" she said peering up at him after a moment had passed, her sticky little paw resting on his bicep.
But before Wade could answer her, Missy had taken a step closer to them, stroking her hand across her daughter's little pink cheek.
"Wadeyshould stay…" said the caramel-haired woman in a gentle tone, but her eyes were not on Emily…
….but Wade instead.
The mercenary paused for what felt like the longest most excruciating moment before his face cracked into a beaming smile, his tanned face wrinkling at the corners of his eyes.
Missy tugged Emily's door closed behind her, stepping back out into the living room.
It hadn't taken long to put Emily to bed and for her to drift off to sleep, the little girl forgetting the terrifying events of this evening, instead asking her mother, 'Will Waydee kish Mommy 'gain?' to which Missy had merely smiled and not given a reply.
She would savethat answer for tomorrow.
And now, Missy walked back into the living room to find Wade standing there, hands shoved into the pockets of his jeans staring out of the window.
"Hey," she uttered quietly, giving him a nervous smile.
She hoped he hadn't changed his mind about anything…
But as Wade looked up at her, smiling, even then Missy felt her heart leap within her chest.
She for once, felt happy and safe and loved.
And she hoped Emily finally felt that way too….
For it had been a long, long time coming.
"Hey there, Mama-Bear…" said the tall, haphazardly handsome merc, in a teasing voice, grinning.
He strolled over towards her, closing the gap between them in an instant.
Missy bit her lip, her eyes roving across his long, tanned face.
He was everything she wanted…everything she couldever want…
Missy gently took his hand and pulled him towards her open bedroom door, before turning back to face him in the dim light of the room.
She gave a hard gulp.
Tonight had been tough for her…but she finally felt like a weight had been lifted from her shoulders…
Missy looked at him carefully.
"Can we just…." she looked down at the floor. "Tonight… can we…just…"
But Wade got the point, without her even having to finish her sentence.
He gave an understanding nod, a hint of a smile lingering on his lips.
Tonight all Missy wanted was for Wade to hold her…to feel safe in his strong arms…
It wasn't a few minutes before both of them had pulled off their clothes, stripping down to their underwear and climbed beneath the white sheets, lying close, Missy curled up into him as Wade held her tightly.
She could smell candy apples and gunpowder and the scent of musk that she just wanted to surround herself with forever.
All of this. It felt so natural…and right. Like she had known him a lifetime…
She nuzzled her face into him, tucking her head beneath his chin as he pulled her body close to his…capturing her in his arms…like he was never going to let her go again…
…and Missy dearly hoped, that he never,ever would…..
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