Missy had spent the last two days thoroughly trying to avoid Steve Rogers.

It wasn't as if she didn't want to see him, it was just that avoiding him definitely seemed better than giving him an answer.

It was a Thursday afternoon, and Missy brushed herself off as she emerged from the stationary closet on the third floor.

She had just spend the last twenty minutes hiding in there, having spotted the suited and booted Captain America walking down the hallway towards her. Luckily for her, he hadn't seen her, which had been a relief. But after sitting in the closet on an upturned bucket for a third of an hour, Missy was very much doubting her life choices.

Jeez….was going on a date with Steve really that bad?

Most of the women in her office would have jumped at the chance of an offer of a chilly-cheese dog with the superhero.

He was super sweet, and he had even offered to invite Emily too, which Missy knew that most men would have run a mile before doing.

But there was something that was holding her back.

Wade Wilson.

Wade stupid Wilson.

The man who she had fallen totally and utterly in love with who had disappeared from her life, just like that.

But unlike Scott, he had genuinely loved her back, and she had understood why he had left. Only she wished he had wanted to spend his last few weeks and days with her and Emily. Instead of off, god knows where.

She only had photographs now, and memories.

She didn't even have a grave over which to mourn.

That was the part that killed her the most…the sense that he was never quite gone….

Missy gave a sigh, brushing more dust from her ass, as she strutted down the corridor on high heels.

But turning the corner she walked slap bang into-

"Steve!" she breathed as his hand slipped around her waist gently whilst she wobbled, catching her step.

"Whoah there," he said flashing her a grin. "You ought to be careful who you try and bowl over."

His tone was friendly and kind.

Missy peeled herself away from him and stared up into his blonde handsome face, as her heart began to pound.

Fuck.

"Hi Steve, s-sorry," she uttered, avoiding his eye. "I must have been in a world of my own."

But the Captain merely smiled.

"It's fine," he said shaking his head and pausing slightly. "Can I…errrr….walk you to your desk?"

Missy gave a gulp.

"I….uhhh…..sure," she murmured, flushing, not really knowing what else to say.

And so, she fell into step with Steve as they turned the corner and headed across the wide-open plan office.

Missy could feel heads turning towards them as they went, her face flushing scarlet.

She could just imagine what Wade would say if he could have seen her now. Walking, practically arm-in-arm with Captain America.

She could almost picture his face and it took all her effort not to laugh.

The pair walked in near silence as they went, and within less than a minute they had reached Missy's desk.

She immediately took a seat, hoping Steve would forget all about his offer of taking her out this weekend.

She definitely needed more time to think it through before making a decision.

"So you had any more thoughts about this weekend yet?" said the Captain almost reading her mind.

Missy felt her heart plummet into her stomach.

Steve shifted his weight from foot to foot causing his spandex costume to squeak slightly.

"I thought maybe you and your daughter would like to go see a movie maybe?" he continued with an encouraging smile.

It looked as though he had been definitely been thinking about this over the past couple of days.

But Missy pursed her lips, trying to find the words, but she needn't have-

"Oh….sorry, I'm an idiot," said Steve suddenly, shaking his head.

Missy looked up to see his cheeks pink, and watched as he ran a hand down his face.

He glanced at her and gave her a small smile.

"Sorry. I never noticed your photograph before," he said nodding over towards the picture frame on Missy's desk. The photo of her, Emily and Wade. It was a little rumpled, but Missy adored looking at it just the same. "I didn't realise you had a boyfriend…."

He trailed off giving a visable gulp.

In that moment Missy felt her chest tighten.

"N-No…" she said her eyes travelling down towards the photo. She reached over, her fingers brushing the frame. "…uhhh…he's um…."

She felt her mouth go dry and she sought to find the words.

"….h-he died…."

Missy felt like she could cry.

Since Wade had left she had avoided everything that had reminded her of the merc. She didn't go to Sister Margaret's, she definitely didn't socialise with Wade's old friends…she barely even looked at, what used to be his front door, opposite hers in the hallway anymore…

Steve looked at her, the smile disappearing from his face, his eyes filling with remorse.

"God…I'm so sorry," he said shaking his blonde hair. "I didn't-"

"Its fine," said Missy frowning lightly. "It's not your fault."

The pair of them were silent for a long moment.

"Look….if you ever need to talk…." said Steve gently. "…I know what it's like to lose people."

Missy stared up at the Captain for a second or two.

He really WAS a nice guy.

She really didn't know what she was being so cowardly for?

But Steve, sensing he had overstepped the mark, merely gave her a nod and turned him heel, beginning to walk away.

Though at this, Missy stared up at his retreating form and opened her mouth to speak-

"Can we make it 2 o'clock?" she blurted out suddenly, as Steve glanced back around. "We'll need to be back before six-thirty for Emily's bedtime though, if that's ok?"

A moment passed between the pair of them….

Until Steve finally smiled gently and gave a happy nod.

"I'll pick you up at two then," he said in a charming voice, before heading off for good this time.

Missy let out a long breath of air as she watched him go.

Was she even ready to date anyone else? It had only been nine months since Wade had gone…

Turning back to her PC, Missy readjusted her photo frame.

It was only a few hours…..what was the worst that could happen?


It was a Thursday and Deadpool was there waiting in a gloomy alleyway, waiting for Missy to get out of work. She always worked until six on a Thursday and despite him not even plucking up the courage to speak to her, Deadpool would make the trip across town to walk her home.

Without her even knowing he was there.

He had tried on more than one occasion to speak to her. His Missy. But on each turn he would bail at the last second.

He imagined what she would say when she saw his face like this….

Would she scream and yell and tell him to get away from her?

Or would she cry and, worse, tell him she didn't love him anymore.

And what he wouldn't be able to face was Emily's reaction. There was no way he was ready to approach the, now four year-old. Not looking like a monster. He would never be able to forgive himself if he frightened her in any fucking way.

And so, Wade kept his distance most of the time. Spending his time killing Francis' men and winding up the X- Men and SHIELD agents the best he could.

But once a week he allowed himself to see her.

His Missy.

He would walk along in the shadows beside her, making sure that she was ok. That everything was good with her.

Today he was dressed in jeans and a hooded sweater which was thrown up over his face, blocking most of his red and scarred skin from sight. But regardless, he would still keep to the shadows of the ever darkening evening. Keeping well out of her sight.

This evening, the merc was playing candy crush on his phone and almost missed the caramel-blonde woman as she stepped out of the revolving doors and onto the almost empty street, heading towards home.

But the merc eyes flickered up just in time, his breath catching in his throat.

Right now, like every single time he saw her, he got the most compulsive urge to run up and kiss her. To show himself to her, to explain what had happened to him. And tonight was no exception.

But a second figure appearing just behind Missy stopped his urge for this evening...

"Hey Missy, wait a sec," came the voice of a short woman, with dark hair and glasses as she ran to catch up with Missy.

Wade saw Missy turn and half smile at the woman.

"Oh hey, Ali," she replied, pausing as the woman reached her, looping her arm in her own.

The woman stopped for a second, catching her breath, shooting Missy a look.

"So, Ms Mysterious," said the woman known as Ali, nudging Missy in the side. "I saw you cosying up to Captain America earlier. How long has that been going on for?"

Wade's heart seemed to stop beating for a second.

What?

He slipped behind a car, keeping close, trying to hear their conversation.

Missy let out a sigh.

"There's nothing going on," said Missy reassuringly. "Steve's…..nice."

Wade felt his shoulders slump.

"Nice?" said Ali raising an eyebrow. "Nice doesn't cover it, Missy. He's gorgeous! What I wouldn't do for an hour with that man…"

Wade heard Missy let out a chuckle.

"He's just a friend, Ali," said Missy scoldingly, gaining another shove from her friend.

"A friend that comes up to see you twice, maybe three times a day?" bit back her dark-haired friend.

Wade let out a low growl as he followed them, his eyes blackening.

If that jumped-up second-rate superhero thought that he would try and get into Missy's panties then he had another thing fucking coming…

"It's not like that," said Missy giving a laugh and shaking her head. "He's just been…..sweet. He offered to take me and Emily for a bite to eat and a movie on Saturday."

Wade's heart plummeted into his stomach.

Steve was meeting Emily….his Emily?

"Seriously?!" said Ali, wide-eyed. "Wow. He's asked you on a date AND he wants you to bring your daughter along too? Well it must be love!"

This time it was Missy's turn to nudge her friend. She gave a tut and shook her head, her caramel-hair dropping down across her cheeks.

"Shut up," said Missy pursing her lips together.

But Ali gave a chuckle.

"Well I'm off tomorrow, but I'll catch up with you Monday and I'll be wanting to know aaaaaall of the juicy gossip, are we clear?"

Missy rolled her eyes , her lips twitching up into a smile, as her friend detached her arm.

"Bye Alison, see you Monday," she said in a tired yet playful voice, as her friend turned right at the corner of the street, giving Missy a wave and a cackle as she went.

Wade let out a breath.

Missy was going on dates with Captain America now?

How the fuck was Wade ever going to compete with THAT?!

God, he felt so fucking angry right now. More at himself than anything else.

All of this was his fault….

He gave another furious growl of frustration slipping down into a dingy side street and kicking an overturned trashcan hard, giving a loud yell of internal pain.

Steve Rogers was going to pay for this….


Missy stopped in her tracks as she heard a loud shout echo out from behind her.

The sky was getting ever dark, and the street was quiet.

She wished she still had Wade around to look out for her, especially in neighbourhoods like this. She could just imagine him teasing her endlessly about how she's been a scaredy-cat and about how she needed a tough old mercenary like him around to keep her safe. Times like that almost always led to a teasing argument between them, usually ending in Wade lifting her and carrying her into the bedroom, with a wicked look across his handsome face.

But he wasn't here anymore.

Wade was gone. And right now, there was nothing she could do to bring him back.

Missy gave a shudder and clutched her purse tighter to her as a loud car horn sounded in the distance.

With that she began the short walk home, head bowed-low, pondering whether seeing Steve this Saturday was indeed the right decision…

….especially when her mind was very much still on the mercenary she had lost…


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