'You can do this…." murmured Wade under his breath. 'Jesus fucking Christ, stop being such a pussy and just man-up and do it. Just tell her the truth.'

The merc let out a long calming breath.

He was ready…


It was a Saturday and Steve Rogers had already had a pretty busy morning. He'd been out for a run at 6 am as usual, gone home, had a shower, and gotten changed into his favourite leather jacket and smart pants. Then he had enjoyed a breakfast of eggs at his favourite diner in Brooklyn.

It was only after all that had Steve headed into work, over at the SHIELD building.

He knew Missy was working today and Steve was thinking that, as she was being made to work a weekend, that he might be able to convince her to grab a long lunch break with him….maybe try this new-fangled sushi thing, everyone kept talking about.

And so, strutting across the large open-plan office, he came to stop besides Missy's desk.

But she wasn't there…

Steve gave a frown, glancing at her blank PC computer screen before gazing about.

He suddenly caught Maria Hill by the arm as she walked by, her eyes fixed on the tablet in her hand.

"Hey Maria, you seen Missy today?" he asked shifting his weight from foot to foot.

Maria's eyes flickered from Steve to Missy's empty desk, before she turned to face the Avenger fully.

"No, she never turned up this morning," said the dark-haired woman politely. "We tried calling her cell, but got no answer."

Steve stared at Maria for a long moment before clenching his jaw in anger.

He let go of Maria's arm and stalked back quickly across the room.

"S-Steve? Is everything alright?" Maria called after him.

But Steve did not give a reply.

He had a feeling he knew who was responsible for this…


It didn't take long for Steve to arrive at Missy's.

He had come on his bike…going way over the speed limit, but right now he didn't care. He just wanted to make sure she was ok. He cared for her. As a friend, of course, but part of him desperately hoped for something more…

Bursting through the main doors, Steve headed up the hallway stairs two by two, up to the third floor.

He was there in a matter of seconds, coming to halt at her hallway landing….just as another figure appeared out of the elevator doors in front of him….

…A masked man, in a red and black suit…..carrying an enormous hamper, filled with what looked like flowers, chocolates and a giant teddy-bear.

In a flash, Steve had closed the gap between them, slamming Deadpool into the wall behind him.

"What the hell are you doing here Deadpool?" growled the Cap angrily, causing the merc to let out a playful yelp of surprise, dropping the hamper of goodies to the floor in fright.

It took a moment for the masked menace to look up at him, his white eyes narrowing…

"I could ask the same about you Captain Douchebag?" said the merc in a dangerous tone. "I am here to profess my love for the beautiful goddesses in that apartment, and tell them the fucking truth. Finally! Even if they do kick me out or run away screaming. And if you even think about getting in my fucking way-"

But Steve gave a frown, letting go of Deadpool instantly and taking a step back.

"Wait…" he uttered giving a confused look. "I thought she was with you?"

The Cap saw the mercenary pause for a long, long second before he lowered his chin darkly.

"And why the fuck would you think that, Cap?" said Deadpool in a low voice, popping the 'p' with poison to his tone.

But Steve ignored him, instead, crossing the hallway over to Missy's door.

But he stopped suddenly, his blood running cold…..

The front door was wide open, and just inside was an upturned side table with papers and a smashed vase full of flowers strewn across the wooden floorboards.

Steve didn't move but felt a sudden shoulder bump his, as the masked figure of Deadpool shoved past him, staring with white eyes into the dark and empty apartment.

Steve watched him stare around for a moment before he suddenly turned back towards the blonde Avenger, looking furious…. more furious than Steve had ever seen him.

He pulled on of his guns from his belt and pointed it directly at Steve's face.

"You want to tell me what the FUCK is going on?" he said in a deadly voice, letting out a low growl.

Steve breathed hard.

"Missy never turned up for work this morning…"he uttered firmly. "I thought it was you….that you were involved somehow…"

Deadpool was silent for another excruciatingly long moment.

Steve could see that his shoulders were tense and his jaw was clenched beneath his mask. But it was only a mere second, before he let out a loud roar.

"FUCK!" he cried kicking the upturned table, sending it flying against the wall. "Fuck fuck FUUUCK!"

Steve took a step back.

What the hell was going on here? Why was Deadpool acting like this about two people he barely even-

"Wait…." said Steve cocking his head at the masked man, his blue eyes searching his blank features. "D-Do you know them?"

Deadpool lowered his gun, still raging, his chest rising and falling, adrenaline obviously pumping through his veins right now.

"Ding ding ding," said Deadpool in a snarling voice. "Ten points for Captain fucking Underpants. You really want a fucking medal for getting that one? Of course I fucking know them. Those two gorgeous ladies are my entire fucking world…"

Steve's eyes widened suddenly. Realisation suddenly dawning on him.

"It's you…" he said staring at the masked mercenary. "You're the guy from the photograph….the one on Missy's desk. You're Emily's father?"

But Deadpool narrowed his white eyes at Steve, approaching him threateningly.

"Of course it's me. FUCK! I was supposed to have fucking kept away…kept my fucking distance…" said the merc scowling and pointing a finger at Steve. "But then YOU decided to get your old-man balls out of retirement and tried to date the love of my fucking life. Of course I had to fucking step in. And now….FUCKKKK!"

Wade turned, kicking the table once more, braking it to pieces.

But then, before either of them could say another word, a phone buzzed loudly from Deadpool's utility belt.

He extracted it instantly and read the screen, giving a furious groan.

"Shit, cock, balls, fucking fuck!" he yelled with a roar, before stopping and breathing hard, his head bowed low.

Steve stared at the masked man for a long moment before making up his mind.

He could see the pain that was now coursing through Deadpool at this very moment. And he knew what he had to do.

Steve needed to help him.

"What do you need, Deadpool?"


Missy gave a groan as she tried to open her eyes.

Somewhere in the distance she could hear Emily crying. Or was it close by? She wasn't sure...

"Shhh, it's- it's ok, sweetie," Missy murmured in a mere whisper, feeling dazed, shaken and disorientated. "M-Mommy's here…"

She tried to lift her pounding head, squinting her blurred and woozy eyes, as her vision swam before her.

What was going on?

Missy tried her hardest to recall where she was…

She felt uncomfortable, her body twisted.

The man in her apartment…

That hadn't been Deadpool…

But Missy barely had time to contemplate this any further, as a cloth, covered in a foul smelling liquid, was placed suddenly across her mouth and nose.

She tried to pull away, but found herself slipping out of consciousness.

"That's it. You just go back to sleep, love," came a strong, male, British voice….

As everything fell, once again, into darkness…


Sorry, I tricked you all. But I think you all know what's coming next…..

Thanks to THE JUDGE OF FICS, Wolfy-Queen, jonstar1034, rosalie279, Smaug The Golden, Raging Raven, QueenBeee222, Guest, AngiMK, Legolas Girl 31, Pinkusa and Sabrina Colt for reviewing the last chapter.

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