So there might've been some confusion with the last chapter so let me explain. This fanfic isn't finished yet. keeps acting up saying my Fanfics are done when their not. When this story is over, the last chapter will be called epilogue. Now that we're done with that, more story.

The Eiffel tower.

Peter and Widowmaker were sitting at a table with the only person at Talon crazy enough to track them down without backup, Maximilien. Obviously Peter knew something was off about this whole meeting and he was going to figure out why.

"Sorry to interrupt you and LaCroix's little...moment, but I need your help." Maximilien said. He was referring to seeing Peter and Widowmaker kiss, which made Peter want to punch him and made Widowmaker want to kill him. Still, they needed to hear him out.

"What happened? Afraid Talon's going to throw you a gun and tell you to try and kill us?" Peter asked sarcastically.

"You and your crew blew up the side of a Talon base, exposed some of their secrets, and turned their best operative against them, would you really be surprised if that happened?" Maximilien explained. All Peter could do was look down at the table and give off a smug smile.

"What do you need help with Max?" Widowmaker asked. Maximilen was relieved that Widowmaker was somewhat interested in it. That was about to be a problem when Max's company showed up. It was only one guy, but something about him threw off both Peter and Widowmaker.

"I told you to stay downstairs." Maximilien said to the guy. He was wearing a hoodie and combat pants.

"And I told you that we don't have time for this." The voice was faintly similar to Widowmaker. The guy had a french accent, but she couldn't take a guess to who it was. The guy removed his hood and it became clear to Widowmaker. It was Gérard. He saw Widowmaker and Peter and looked back at Max.

"These two were your contacts? The one that tried to kill me and some random asshole?" Gérard said.

"Yeah, fuck you too." Peter said as he leaned back in his chair.

"I don't think you understand who I am or what's at stake here. So I'll let her explain." Gérard said as he gestured towards Widowmaker. Peter looked at her and saw that she was trying not to faint. He didn't know what she was going to do or say but whatever it was, it wasn't going to be easy to understand.

"Remember the files you downloaded at the base in Venice? The one about Gérard LaCroix? This is him. My ex-husband that I thought I killed." Widowmaker said. Peter didn't know how to take it. It made sense seeing as a body was never found, but the reports saw that they had a grave for him and everything.

"So, still think I'm a dick?" Gérard asked Peter. Peter was getting tried of his ego at this point. Widowmaker's husband or not, he wasn't going to keep in what he had to say. He leaned forward from his seat and looked at Gérard.

"So far, I don't know whether I should be impressed you cheated death or wish that I could punch you in the face." Peter said. Widowmaker didn't try to intervene. She had loved Gérard to the point that they were engaged, but Peter was the reason she wasn't still working for Talon. Maximilien could tell that if someone didn't stop them, things were going to get ugly.

"Look Peter, We can't talk about this in the open. I need you and your crew to come to my casino in Monaco. I can help you out if you can help me." Max said. He could tell that he was able to get Peter's attention before something bad happened.

"When?" Peter asked, not taking his attention off of Gérard.

"The sooner the better. I'm there every day so just tell them you need to see Max and I'll come down." Max said. He tried to get Gérard to move, but he was more interested in trying to get a reaction out of Peter.

"You think I don't know that you two kissed? I could tell it wouldn't be long before she moved on, but an assassin falling in love with a street rat..." Gérard said. Peter got up from his seat and leaned forward towards Gérard.

"You don't know shit about me." Peter said. He was trying, for Widowmaker's sake, not to get in a fight with him.

"Maybe not. But I know that you weren't enough of a hero to prevent Amélie from getting captured by Talon again." Gérard said. Peter knew if he didn't leave, he was going to kill Gérard out of anger. He stopped leaning on the table and looked over at Widowmaker.

"Everyone else is waiting for us. We should start to-" Peter wasn't able to finish his sentence before Gérard hit Peter in the back of his head with a glass bottle. Widowmaker looked at Peter in horror as she kneeled down next to him. He was bleeding sure, but the powers that Stryker didn't take away was his increased pain tolerance and his healing factor for small injuries. Everyone in the lounge area was looking at the four of them.

"What the hell LaCroix? He's not the enemy. I swear to God if this is about jealousy..." Max said.

"You really don't remember Pete, do you?" Gérard asked. Peter didn't know what he was talking about. Widowmaker helped him back up.

"Amélie I just want to let you know, I tried not to kick his ass." Peter said before he let go of Widowmaker and punched Gérard in the face. He stumbled back as he caught on to a chair. At this point, Widowmaker and Maximilien were outside of the lounge area.

"I'm so sorry LaCroix. If I knew this was going to happen, I would've never-"

"It's not your fault Max. It's..." Widowmaker knew that Peter wasn't to blame. "It's Gérard's fault."

Peter was trying his best not to fall over. His pain tolerance was still high, but not like it used to be. Plus getting hit in the head with a glass bottle doesn't make it feel better.

"You and your friends at Dedsec ruined my career." Gérard said. Peter didn't remember anything about ruining his career. It had to be when he was in San Francisco but even then it didn't make sense.

"I didn't do shit to you." Peter said. He put on his half mask before anyone was able to take a good look at his face. Gérard tried to punch him but he moved out of the way and made him stumble into another table. Peter wasn't about to fight him all night. He needed a way to get out of here, fast.

"What? Nothing to say now?" Gérard said as he got up from the table. Peter had his right hand with his thunderbolt behind him to where Gérard couldn't see it.

"Just one thing. You're about to have the worst headache of your life." Peter said. Gérard smirked and charged at Peter trying to punch him, but Peter ducked under the punch and hit Gerard's hand with the Thunderbolt. He then brought it back up and hit him in he face with it and finally wrapped it around his hand as he punched him. He had knocked him out and saw that people were starting to call the cops. He took out his phone and activated a hack that killed everybody's phones. He left the lounge area and met up with Max and Widowmaker.

"You need a better business partner. And I better get a free drink when I get to that casino" Peter said walking past Max, towards the elevator. Widowmaker started to walk after Peter until Max stopped her.

"You know that the more your with his crew, the more Talon's going to throw at you right?" Maximilien said almost warning her in a way.

"I know Max. And I plan to kill as many as I can before theu kill me." Widowmaker said. She continued to walk towards the elevator and left with Peter. Maximilien turned around and saw Gérard getting back up again.

"What the hell was that? You're lucky I don't leave you here for the cops to pick you up." Max said as he helped pick up Gérard.

"Don't judge me. You don't know what Dedsec is capable of doing. And if Peter's with that hacker that always wears a mask, you'll see how long it takes before your casino goes up in flames" Gérard said. He fixed his clothes and left with Max. Peter and Widowmaker were in the car that they had rented to drive to the Eiffel tower. And by rented, it was the same muscle car that they had stole when they were escaping Italy.

Dedsec Warehouse

The ride from the Eiffel tower to the warehouse was quiet between Peter and Widowmaker. Neither of them wanted to bring up what happened with Gérard, but it was killing Peter that the one person that loved him wasn't talking to him. He parked the car across the street from the warehouse and decided to try to make up with Widowmaker.

"I'm sorry." Peter said. He leaned back in the car seat, but he still had glass shards from the bottle in his head. They weren't deep but they were still annoying to him.

Widowmaker looked at Peter and finally spoke. "Peter, you didn't do anything wrong. You don't have to apologise."

"I know but...he was still your husband. And like everything I do, I try to help or not do anything and I still fuck everything up." Peter said. He was about to get out the car when Widowmaker reached for his hand opening the door. He turned around and looked at her.

"Peter, you didn't fuck anything up. If I never met you, I probably would've been ordered to kill you. You're the reason why I'm free." Widowmaker said. Peter sighed when she said that. He didn't want to imagine her still being a cold-hearted killer. She was better than that.

"At what cost? I dragged you into fighting a terrorist organization, nearly got killed, and gave you the worst Christmas anyone could get." Peter said. Widowmaker grabbed one of Peter's hands and put the other one on the right side of his face.

"And I'm still here with you, aren't I?" Widowmaker asked while smiling.

"I really don't deserve you." Peter said while taking Widowmaker's hand off of his cheek. He was caught off guard again when Widowmaker kissed him. The difference this time was that they both wanted this to last as long as it could. After a few minutes of kissing, they stop to get some air. They both looked into each other's eyes.

"I love you Peter." Widowmaker said.

"I love you too Amélie." Peter said.

"I love the fact that you two thought I didn't see this coming." They both knew who it was. Widowmaker sighed as Peter looked outside his side window and saw Wrench outside the car. He was dragging a sledgehammer. It didn't surprise Peter that Wrench had one with him.

"How long have you been there?" Peter asked.

"Long enough. But I'm the only one who knows for a fact that you two hooked up." Wrench said. Widowmaker looked a little bit relaxed until they heard a Spanish voice from the radio.

"Now it's me and Wrench are the only people who know." Sombra said over the radio. Peter lowered his head onto the steering wheel. At this point he didn't know if he was going to die from fighting Talon or from embarrassment.

"I hate the both of you." Widowmaker said as she got out the car. Peter stayed in the car for a while but saw that Wrench was walking after Widowmaker.

"Wait Widow, I need to tell you something before we go inside." Wrench said. Widowmaker stopped walking, took a deep breath and turned around to Wrench.

"What is it Wrench?" Widowmaker asked.

"It's about Peter. Look, I've only knew him for 3 years so I can't say anything about who he knew when he was with the X-men, but he honestly cares about you." Wrench said. Widowmaker was going to say something to end the conversation, but the way Wrench's mask was lighting up made her listen to him.

"Peter had joined the Dedsec group back in San Francisco, the one that I was in, and he was friends with everyone, no problems. Hell if it wasn't for him and Marcus, I would've probably been in another hacker group or in jail." Wrench said.

"You're his best friend, I don't think he would leave you or anyone else that was with you guys." Widowmaker said. She didn't understand where Wrench was trying to go with this.

"He almost did. When one of our main hackers in San Francisco was killed by a street gang, Peter went off the grid for a week. Turned out he wipe out the whole street gang and was planning on leaving the city and go back to New York. Said it was his fault that Horatio died. Wanted to leave to make sure it didn't happen to any of us." Wrench said. His mask changed symbols until it landed on two lines going slanted upwards, showing he was said about remembering the experience.

"But you convinced him otherwise, right?" Widowmaker asked.

"No one could. All they could promise was that if they got hurt, they weren't going to blame Peter. Whatever Stryker did to the X-men and Peter, it changed him." Wrench put his hand on one of Widowmaker's shoulders. Normally she would push his hand off, but she could tell he was being sincere.

"What I'm trying to say is that Peter believes that he's a walking bad luck charm. As his friends, he's going to try to push us away to tey and protect us. And seeing as he loves you, he'll do anything to make sure you don't get hurt or killed." Wrench said. Widowmaker didn't know what to say. She didn't think Peter was even close to being that troubled.

"But why tell me all of this?" Widowmaker asked.

"Because I don't want you to be the one Peter dies for." Wrench realized how he said it and tried to correct himself. "Ok that sounded better in my head, but you get what I mean. I don't want Peter to die trying to save us." Wrench said. He could tell that Widowmaker was trying to think about all of this. After a minute, she looked back at Wrench and smiled a little bit.

"Thanks for telling me Wrench." Widowmaker said. Wrench's mask lit up two arrows, showing his happiness.

"So, are we officially best friends now?" Wrench asked.

"Don't push it." Widowmaker said as she pushed Wrench's hand off of her shoulder.

"That was cold, even for you." Wrench said. Peter finally caught up with them and they all went inside the warehouse. To Peter, it looked like the Dedsec base in San Francisco, but then again it was because he left the decorating to Sombra, Wrench, and Sydney.

"Anything I need to know about the building?" Peter asked Wrench.

"The last owner had a bedroom set up here. And before you ask, I checked the bed and no you will not get a disease." Wrench said. Peter was looking around when he saw Tracer sitting on a couch they had probably stolen. Widowmaker went with Wrench to find a medkit, so Peter had time to talk with her.

"Didn't think Mercy would've let you join us." Peter said. Tracer looked at him and gave him a half smile.

"Look I'm so sorry about Germany. I wanted to help but..."

"Mercy didn't want you helping two former Talon members. She told me already." Peter said as he sat next to Tracer. "Let me guess, Tony sent you."

"To make sure you don't kill yourself doing anything stupid." Tracer said.

"I don't do Stupid." Peter said sarcastically.

"Is that why the back of your head is bleeding?" Tracer asked. Peter put one of his hands on the back of his head and sure enough, it was still bleeding.

"It was a random guy trying to mug me and Amélie." Peter said. He had to lie. If anyone had found out he fought with a ex overwatch agent, he would probably be the next one they hunted.

"I find it hard to believe that she wasn't the one that hit you." Tracer said.

"Well you should start believing in me. I'm not the bad guy here." Widowmaker said. Peter could feel the tension between the two of them. He was sure they were going to fight if Sombra didn't get in between them.

"Look, both of you. We're all on the same side, alright? No point in fighting each other." Sombra said. Tracer backed off and Widowmaker stepped back. Peter's blood had stained his winter coat but his hoodie was still fine. Widowmaker looked over at Peter and lifted the medkit.

"I need to patch up your head Peter." Widowmaker said. Peter got up from the couch as everyone else started to head to the exit. Wrench walked over to Peter.

"We're all going to be staying at different hotels so we don't draw attention. What time should we meet back here?" Wrench asked.

"2:30pm. I also need to call one of my friends to help us." Peter said. Him and Wrench both fist bumped each other and then it was only Peter and Widowmaker in the warehouse. They ended up going to the bedroom. (We not that far into their relationship, so for now get your mind out of the gutter.) Widowmaker had taken off her jacket and scarf and Peter was careful to take off his coat and hoodie without getting blood on the hoodie. Peter and Widowmaker both sat down on the bed while Widow used tweezers to try and get the glass shards that Peter had in his gead out. It wasn't pleasant.

"You know, this would probably be better, Oww, if you didn't try to stab me with the glass and the tweezers. Peter said. Widowmaker smiled anand rolled her eyes.

"I can't just let Mon amour be in pain." Widowmaker said in a almost sincere and sarcastic tone.

"Just cause I know what that, oww, means now doesn't mean, owww, that you just start saying everything in French." Peter said. Widowmaker was almost done getting out all the glass.

"Peter? Can I ask you a question?" Widowmaker asked.

"I mean, technically you did." Peter said. His response was his hair being pulled on purpose by Widowmaker.

"Oww, owww, owwww. Ok, ok I'm sorry." Peter said. Widowmaker smiled and let go of his hair.

"How come you didn't kill Maximilien when he came to us? I thought you wanted to kill everyone in Talon." Widowmaker asked. She already knew the answer to why, but she wanted Peter to say it.

"No, you wanted to kill everyone in Talon, I'm just helping you. Besides, Sombra and Reaper were part of Talon and even though Reaper's nowhere to be found, they both wanted to help you. So I figured Max did it because he wanted to live." Peter said. Widowmaker had gotten all the glass out and was patching up the wound.

"So you gave him a chance to live, even though if it was the other way around he probably wouldn't of done the same for you?" Widowmaker asked.

Peter smiled at the question. "You make me sound like a total pushover." Widowmaker smiled and laid her head on Peter's shoulder. She looked at the time and saw it was 1 in the morning.

"We should probably go to sleep." Widowmaker said.

"Well, you got the bed. I got the couch." Peter said as he got up. He walked forward and felt his hand being held by Widowmaker's.

"Just...please stay with me." Widowmaker said while blushing. She hadn't been able to sleep in the past few days, so she thought that maybe with Peter it would be easier.

"Um." Peter didn't know what to say. He never had slept in a bed with anyone before, so it wasn't going to be awkward at all in his mind. "Just don't try and do anything funny while I'm asleep." Peter quipped.

"You know, I'm starting to regret kissing you." Widowmaker said smiling.

"You know you love it." Peter said as he took off his shoes. He decided to keep his pants and shirt on. Widowmaker took off her boots and kept on her jumpsuit. Peter turned off the light and then got in the bed with Widowmaker. It was quiet for a few minutes until Peter was about to fall asleep.

"Peter, are you still awake?" Widowmaker asked.

He tried his best not to sound tired. "Yeah."

"I know this might sound stupid, but can you just...hold me while we sleep?" Widowmaker asked. She almost forgot how it felt to be in a relationship, added to that a lover's embrace and with Peter not exactly having the best track record of being a good boyfriend, it was awkward for the both of them.

"Sure if it makes you feel better." Peter said. He turned around on his side and held Widowmaker in his arms.

"I love you." Widowmaker said.

"I love you too." Peter said. After a few minutes of just thinking, they both fell asleep.

Ok I might've went overboard with the writing on this one. Especially with the fight between Peter and Gérard, but also with how much I tried to put in this chapter. But if you guys enjoy the chapters being longer than 2k words, I'll make the minimum 3k words. Also, look out for a new chapter in The untamed lands this week. Until next time.