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It was early September, and a warm breeze swept in through Missy's open office window, causing the papers on her desk to flutter slightly.

Missy glanced up from her work with warm green eyes, brushing back her long caramel blonde hair from her face and sweeping it over her slender shoulder.

She loved this time of year.

Everything felt warm and hazy and just…well…..right.

Everything in her life was good right now. Emily had just turned four and Missy felt like the teeny girl was growing up right before her very eyes.

She was getting on great with her sign language and her speech, although still slurred, was gradually getting better. The toddler was still as cute as ever and got along great with her sitter Janey.

Missy's job was also going great too, she had even been offered a pay-rise for her hard work over the last six months. She had made friends and really felt like part of a team…. a family, here.

But despite all this, there was one thing she was missing….

More than anything else….

Her pink lips parted slightly as she let out a long breath of air…just as a familiar face approached her desk.

"Afternoon," came the friendly voice of Steve Rogers.

He today looked as handsome as ever, out of his usual red and blue spandex suit and instead wearing just jeans and tight white t-shirt.

From the corner of her eye, Missy could see several of the women who worked in her open-plan office, glance over longingly as he walked by.

According to them, Steve's appearances in their office had been pretty few and far between six months ago, and yet now, they were a very regular occurrence indeed.

Missy smiled at him as he came to stand beside her, shoving his hands into the front pockets of his jeans as if unsure of what to do with them.

"Hi," she uttered, leaning back in her chair slightly. She attempted to stifle a laugh as she spotted of her friend Alison, in the far corner of the room almost trip over a chair, so distracted by the presence of Captain America.

"I'm not disturbing you am I?" said Steve chancing a glance at the data on Missy's screen. "I'm never sure in this place if people are working or browsing the internet. It all looks the same to me…"

Missy gave a chuckle as Steve scratched the back of his neck, reddening slightly.

"I can assure you, I'm doing work," said Missy smiling. " But I'm probably disturbable."

Steve smiled back, his piercing blue eyes meeting hers.

"I haven't seen you in a while," Steve commented conversationally. "I thought I might have caught you at Maria's birthday last week-"

Missy tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, her eyes flickering down to her lap.

"I was….um…." said Missy, biting at her lip. "…I-I just couldn't make it…"

That had been the night that Emily had been suffering from a nasty bout of stomach flu.

Steve looked at her, mouthing at the air for second before speaking.

"You…uhh….think you're gonna go to Stark's thing at the end of the month?" he asked in a gentle voice.

Tony Stark was indeed organising his quarterly party for all staff, which, in his own words, was a great excuse 'for SHIELD staff to get totally wasted and try and wind up Agent Fury'.

Everyone had been talking about it for the past few weeks and as much as Missy wanted to go, she very much doubted she would be able to.

"Um….I'm not sure….I have Emily…m-my daughter…so…." said Missy gulping. She could feel the tops of her cheeks

turning pink.

Steve's eyes suddenly widened ever so slightly but his smile didn't falter…

"Oh…I didn't realise you had….I mean, t-that's great…" he mumbled, shifting his weight from foot to foot.

Missy gave a nod.

"She's only four and her sitter already works from eight til' five so I don't really like asking her to stay on any longer, y'know?" said the caramel blonde woman, crossing her legs and readjusting her black pencil skirt. "But I'll maybe see what I can do. I'd like to go…"

She wasn't lying. She did want to go, but only because she had already missed the summer party this year and she was staring to make a habit of it.

She didn't want to be that person who just didn't turn up to things.

Steve stared at her for a long moment, as if he was about to say something, but instead, Missy spoke first.

"So what's been going on with you?" she asked, turning in her swivel chair to face her PC and clicking nonchalantly on an email that had just appeared the corner of her screen.

Steve gave a long sigh and ran a hand through his blonde hair causing his t-shirt to ride up slightly around his abdomen.

A couple of women in the office fanned themselves with various office utensils.

"Nothing much. Just had a few run ins with this new guy in town…he's causing all sorts of trouble for us here at SHIELD and Agent Fury wants us to try and bring him in…." said Steve shaking his head. "But the guy is not proving easy to catch."

"Oh yeah?" said Missy glancing up at Steve. "How come?"

Steve folded his arms across his broad chest.

"Let's just say this guy's been a huge pain in our ass from the beginning. Pardon my language, ma'am," said Steve curtly. "His name's Deadpool. You might have seen him on the news…"

Missy shrugged.

"Hmmm, maybe…" she said giving the Captain an encouraging smile, trying to remember if she had heard anything about this Deadpool guy before now, but between having a full-time job and taking care of Emily, Missy hadn't really had time to pay much attention to current affairs lately.

"Anyway," said Steve giving another hearty sigh. "He'll come around eventually, they all do."

Missy smiled noncommittally, watching as two more emails popped into her inbox.

"Sorry, I should let you get back to it," said Steve clapping his hands together. "I can see I've bothered you long enough."

Missy gave a smile, titling her head. "You haven't bothered me, Steve, it's just that report I've got to get to Pepper by five-"

There was a small moment of silence as Steve gave a nod and a smile and began to turn away, but he suddenly stopped in his tracks and turned back to Missy abruptly, his shoulders tensed.

"Listen," he said his voice sounding slightly nervous. "Tell me if I'm being too forward….but…..uhhh….are you free this weekend? You andEmily? It's just that there's this great little diner I used to go to on the corner of 85 Broadway that serves the best chili-cheese dogs in town and I know they do a super mini version for kids too…..I mean, you can say no….I just thought…maybe…..uhhh…."

Missy's mouth dropped open in shock.

Wait?

Was Steve asking her on….a date?

She faltered for a long moment.

"I…..ummm…..this weekend?…..I …." she stuttered, her heart thudding in her chest.

But Steve looked at her, smiling gently.

"Sorry. I've put you on the spot," he said chuckling. "Listen. No pressure. Just let me know by Friday maybe? You can even email me if you like."

He pulled a cell-phone from his pocket, holding it aloft proudly.

"Banner showed me how to read them from here….crazy isn't it really? All that capability on this little thing," said Steve shaking his head.

He flashed Missy one last smile.

"Anyway, I'll stop disturbing you now," he said finally turning on his heel and walking away.

Missy watched him go and made sure he had turned the corner, disappearing out of sight, before she slumped back against her chair, letting out a long steadying breath.


Missy had spent the entire afternoon dwelling on her conversation with Steve, and by the time she finally reached her hallway later that evening, it was still very much on her mind.

I mean, Steve was nice and all...

But there was one thing that was holding her back.

One person, who even after all this time, she loved and missed so much, it hurt.

Grabbing her keys from her purse she shoved them into her door and pushed it open, only to be met with the sight of a pair of little legs streaking past her along the hallway.

Missy smirked as she saw Janey run past, laughing.

"Emmy!" she called out. "Your Mommy said it's bath time by five tonight remember?"

Missy heard Emily give a little shriek and a giggle as she lopped around, running back and coming to stop by Missy's legs, noticing her Mom for the first time.

"Mommy, I don' wan' baff tonight!" she said slurring her words slightly as she spoke, which wasn't unusual for her.

But what was unusual was for her daughter to be running around with no pants on, showing her bear butt to the world with no hint of shame.

Janey stopped and turned back to Missy, rolling her eyes playfully.

"She's been like this for an hour," said the young girl shaking her head. "I think she was just excited for you to get home."

"Over-excited, more like," said Missy giving a little growl and sweeping her daughter up into her arms.

Missy's green eyes met with her daughter's identical ones.

"And why are you not wearing any pants, baby?" she asked, raising a shapely eyebrow skyward.

But Emily gave a little grin and stuck her tongue out.

"Noh, I wan' pway swuperhewos, wiff you and noh hav' baff," she said cheekily.

Missy rolled her eyes as Janey grabbed her coat, mouthing a swift 'goodbye' and slipping out of the door behind the pair of them, shutting it behind her.

"Come on, Little Miss Naughty," said Missy chuckling, and carrying her daughter into the bathroom. "Bathtime. And if you really want to be a superhero, you can be Aquaman. He loves the water. Deal?"

Emily paused for a moment, pondering the question, her little mouth pursed into an o-shape, before she gave a nod.

"Okway, Mommy," she said finally, placing her sticky little hands to Missy's face, giggling.


Across town, Wade Wilson was recovering from sixteen bullet wounds to the chest. All courtesy of the Black Widow and Maria Hill of course.

The merc was currently lying across his lumpy couch and scrolling through his camera roll on his phone as he did so.

"Ughhhh, you think I'll ever be beautiful again?" he said with a loud whiny sigh, as Al shuffled into the room carrying a roughly-made sandwich.

Without asking, Wade took half, as she past him by, coming to sit beside him on the sofa.

"Doubt it," Al said with a grunt, which made Wade scowl over at her.

He was still dressed in his red and black spandex suit, but his mask, boots and swords all lay abandoned a few feet away from him on the floor.

"Well aren't you the voice of fucking reassurance I need right now?" said Wade in a mocking tone. "Pffft, you're wrong y'know. Soon I'm gonna track down that fucking dickweed known as Francis, and I'm gonna get my face AND my girls back."

He pointed at Al.

"And then you," he said in a loud voice, "can find yourself a new roomie to bunk with."

"I can't wait," said Al sarcastically, taking a bite of her sandwich. "Saves me listening to your whining all day."

Wade shot Al a withering look, which the blind old lady unfortunately didn't catch, before turning back to his phone and continuing to scroll through his photos once again

He paused on a selfie he had taken of him, Missy and Emily at the zoo what felt like a lifetime ago, his eyes travelling over Missy's perfect face.

"Oh, I'm coming, baby, don't you worry," Wade murmured to himself. "


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