Eve was watching out over the city quietly. Her dark hair blew gently in the breeze and she watched the twinkling city lights. For all she swung about the city kicking ass; it really was just more fun to watch from afar. She could watch people go about their daily lives and while seeing criminals she could also see a lot of nice things too.

"Hey there cutie; I heard you were looking for conversation" a familiar voice said from above her. She prayed it wasn't who she thought it would be; but as always she was right.

Eve looked up and just about shat herself; standing on her roof was Deadpool. How the hell had he managed to find her house? She hadn't even given him her number!

"H...How long have you been up there?!" She demanded angrily. Had he heard her say anything weird? God she hoped not. She tended to talk to herself sometimes.

"Not long; I just climbed over from the opposite building" Deadpool explained casually. He wasn't exactly lying; but if he told her he saw her in her sensual shower attire she would kick his ass.

"Yeah but what about the fact we saw her boobs?" Voice one reminded him cheekily. Her very well proportioned; nicely sized boobs at that.

"If the young lady knew that we would be in hot water" Voice two explained firmly.

"Yeah but it would be worth it" Deadpool sighed dreamily. Yes it would hurt being beaten up by this girl; but at least they would be bonding somehow.

"What would?" the girl asked quizzically. God this guy was even weirder than when she saved him from falling. Did he always talk to himself?

"Coming to see you; not every day you meet a nerd as cute as yourself" Deadpool cooed playfully. Death may have been stunning but they were over now; he'd moved onto someone else.

Eve was then thrown through a loop. She was stuck between getting mad at the insult and beating his ass; or blushing like an idiot for the fact that he called her cute. She blushed redder and tried to calculate her emotions into something reasonable. She had to think of a response to say.

Deadpool saw her expression and how she was contemplating on what had just happened. God damn she was so cute; not as cute as Spiderwoman but still fucking adorable. He sat down on her balcony edge quietly; he could see why she would live up here. The view was nice and very little noise from the city; perfect for a quiet bookworm type for herself.

Eve meanwhile was very confused on how she should be feeling right now; this was the same guy she saved the other night that buried his face in her chest. However he seemed to be serious about her because he was putting in a lot of effort to see her.

But then she remembered he had hit on her as Spiderwoman; did he know she was the web slinger? Did he know about her identity? Had he seen her come here as Spiderwoman? If he had she was in hot water.

"You know you're really cute when you're embarrassed" Deadpool teased in amusement. She had just done 20 different expressions in the short time after his calling her cute. He wondered what kind of face she would make when he eventually fucked her senseless.

Eve frowned "Listen other than me before I came out did you see anything strange?" she asked firmly. She needed to know if he knew about her.

"Strange?" Deadpool asked curiously. Well he had seen a lot of weird stuff over time. But tonight he hadn't seen anything unusual just funny.

"You know crime fighters or anything?" Eve asked stressfully. Had he seen her come to her apartment as Spiderwoman?

Deadpool rubbed his chin thoughtfully "Well I was dumped in an alley by Spiderwoman earlier. Other than that I just spy into people's windows and get free TV" he said bluntly.

It helped that he had a TV back home which he paid for the money he got from killing. His apartment was kind of shitty but he used the money for things he wanted. He wasn't a fashionable person or a snob.

Eve felt a wave of relief wash over her; so he didn't know about her being a superhero. Thank god; she would have to beat the shit out of him if he did.

She then became curious of why he was spying on her and what made him come to ask her out? After all while he had met her as Spiderwoman; he barely knew her as her civilian form. "Say can I ask you something?" Eve asked suspiciously.

"Sure sweet cheeks; you can ask me anything" Deadpool cooed fondly. In the short time he had gotten to know this girl she had revved his engine. She was capable of many facial expressions and was a nerd; how much better could it get?

Eve sighed heavily and folded her arms "Why do you wanna ask me out? You only just met me" she stated firmly. If he was one of those fuckboy types she would throw him off the balcony right here and now.

Deadpool smirked cheekily "Well my cute little nerd; I'm the type of guy who doesn't let cuties get away. I snatch em up before someone else can" he teased. When he saw a woman he liked Deadpool pounced; he didn't let some stupid beer chugging, body builder type loser take them. No; only a mother fucking badass like himself could handle them.

Eve sighed heavily but was impressed. He really was dedicated to asking her out in both forms. She hadn't met someone like that since MJ; it felt kind of nice. However she barely knew the guy so she would have to spend more time with him "Sorry to disappoint but I'm not the type of girl who just throws herself at guys" Eve explained firmly.

Deadpool felt himself scream inside; yep she was so his type. Not just a huge nerd but she also had attitude. She was kind of similar to Spidey; perhaps she was friends with her? "I like girls like that; otherwise it would make chasing them boring" Deadpool chuckled. The easy type was boring; sure he sometimes got call girls when he was pent up; but when it came to relationships he liked someone a bit more interesting.

Eve hesitated then rummaged in her pocket and pulled out scrap of paper and a pencil. She would probably regret this later but why not? It's not like anything interesting happened in her life anyway. She practically sat a desk all day finding newspaper headlines to give to her sexist, perverted boss.

"What you doing?" Deadpool asked curiously. Perhaps she was going to ask for his autograph? Why not? He was awesome after all.

"Writing down mine and Spiderwoman's number" Eve muttered quietly. She mentally slapped herself at the last part.

"YOU KNOW SPIDERWOMAN?!" Deadpool cried excitedly. He had just hit the fucking jack pot!

Eve laughed nervously "Kinda; she lets me take photos for her for the newspaper. Considering you just climbed across here she could give you a hand with transport" she explained awkwardly.

Deadpool was on cloud fucking nine; not only had he bagged a cute brunette nerd but now his beloved spider. God tonight was just his night! He grabbed her pulling her into a giant bear hug. His happiness could not be conveyed by simply speaking.

Eve was taken by surprise when Deadpool hugged her; she wasn't used to affection and she was reminded by his motorboat. Her cheeks went beetroot and she could barely speak at all. Eventually she was able to escape his grasp but with difficulty. She just about lost her footing though.

"Thank you SO much! You have no idea how much I have wanted to hang out with Spiderwoman. I officially owe you big time" Deadpool cried fangirling. He was so happy he looked like he would cry.

"He really has a thing for me; I didn't know people even liked me as Spiderwoman" Eve thought to herself. She was used to haters and abuse for saving people; it felt nice to know someone actually liked her.

Hell she was tempted to beat the shit out of her boss for the amount of shade he threw at her. Every day he looked for new ways to call Spiderwoman a villain; it made her sick.

"Listen I'll catch you later Deadpool; some of us have work in the morning" Eve said quickly wanting to get rid of him. If she showed up late to work she wouldn't hear the end of it.

Deadpool sighed heavily; he didn't want to go but it wasn't unusual for her to have a job. But at least he had her number. Slowly he climbed onto the balcony edge "OK see ya cutie" he said winking at her.

That irked Eve; her boss and other co workers did that a lot and it pissed her off. She lifted her foot and kicked him off the roof. She felt bad about if after but since he survived shooting himself in the head a fall wouldn't kill him.

"Such a strange guy" she muttered quietly.