Sorry I took a while but here is the chapter for this week so I hope you like this new chapter, enjoy.

Spiderman sat still, as if he were dead at the edge of the docks. Letting out a low sigh he realized his fingers had gone numb around the fake bomb. What do i do now? Can I be wrong? His chest throbbed against the thought of leaving Deadpool's side. But if it's the right thing to do then.. do I really have no choice? Sun had almost disapeared over the horizon and time seemed to have slipped the young hero. One last mournful sigh and he stood slowly, eyes on the now visible moon a knot formed in his throat. I don't want to leave him.. is it... is it really the only way? The sky responded his question with a silent breeze, there was no other way the sky could respond. Peter looked down and covered his face with his hand, If staying with him makes my spidey-sense disapear then I won't be able to save anyone. With a great power comes a great responsibility, my feelings mean nothing. Just when.. just when everything was starting to work out..

A sharp stab of pain hit his ribs and left arm, he turned just before falling into the water only to be heartbroken. What hit him had been a large motorcycle with none other that Wade on it. His senses were so off he didn't even presence the hit, any other day his spidey-sense would've kicked in seconds befores the impact. Not even his average human senses kicked in, anyone would've heard or felt the wind rush but he felt nothing. Peter's worst fears came to life. The water was cold, furiously wrapping itself around Peter. It was quiet, very quiet. His earlier realization had taken from him the will to fight, Peter knew that if he swam up he would have to part from the person he loved. I don't want to leave the water. He closed his eyes, death seemed better than having to face reality. A bit extreme but he found no other solution.

The water stirred, another splash was heard and a pair of hands tore him from his feeble dispair. Peter was pulled back to earth coughing up the water that had entered. Hey! Peter! Are you crazy? Why didn't you swim up?.. Wait, don't tell me... you wanted me to go after you and do a mouth to mouth? Hehe, I didn't know you were so romantic. Wade laughed pulling the half drowned hero to his side, You like my new bike? She's a beauty but kind of hard to handle on wet wood, sorry about that babe. Bet you are dying to know how I found you? Well, what I did was.. Wade began babbling about nonsense, Peter was just not in the mood for this. He tried to pull away but his first try was completly ignored. Peter prepared for it, waiting for a moment where Wade would loosen his grip and then pull out. Didn't take long, seconds after his first try Deadpool loosened his grip and Peter pushed him away. What? Did I hurt you? Deadpool tried to touch his "girl" when Peter slapped his rough hand away. Wade.. just don't. Deadpool tilted his head to the side, You still pissed about that? I said I was sorry, I didn't mean to throw you in the water though it was hilarious.. I swore you'd dodge it in time. Peter cringed on the last sentence, truth be told he also expected to dodge such a simple blow.

It's... it's because I DIDN'T dodge. There's something wrong and I.. I figured out why. Deadpool sat straight and crossed his large arms across his chest, O.K., well fix it and problem solved. Peter sighed, it was obvious Wade didn't get it at all. That's what I plan to do.. Goodbye Wade. He stood and began to walk away, Uh, well goodbye sweetums, I guess? So, you want me to pick you up tomorrow to try this sweet ride away from wet wood!? Peter hugged himself as if trying to keep from breaking apart and supressed a sob, tears were already running down his cheeks. No! his voice hoarse and lip trembling, This is a final goodbye Wade! He could hear footsteps behind him, heavy footsteps. Final goodbye? What's that supposed to mean!? Peter turned and Deadpool came to a stop so he wouldn't run over his small lover. It means... it means we're breaking up! If I stay with you my spidey-sense won't work so, JUST STAY AWAY OKAY!?

Spidey-sense? Wait, so it's MY fault? Are you sure? Peter gave a shaky sigh, If I wasn't sure I wouldn't be leaving.. He broke into sobs but as a good hero he quickly pulled it together. Deadpool had never seen him like this, This is.. the... only.. way. He said it slowly so his voice wouldn't break. Deadpool fixed both hands on his hips trying to grasp it all. I.. I'm afraid I can't let you leave Spidey baby, remember when I told you to never say that you came to help me? Peter nodded slowly,I said it because it would kill me but now that you say this I've realized it would kill me more if you left. Peter's legs almost gave in, I knew it.. you don't understand. This is my decision and I won't go back. Deadpool shook his head and grabbed Peter in a snake like movement, Wade! Let go! Deadpool pulled Peter to him and picked him up in a very princess way, Not until you see something. Peter frantically tried to fight back but he knew that Deadpool level strength was more powerful than him, fighting against brute strength never meant victory. Only if he was able to outsmart the giant oaf he could have a chance to escape.

Let me GO! Deadpool chuckled, Oh no, I've learned my lesson. I won't budge no matter how much you struggle. This time, you won't outsmart me with your flexible ass! Peter's face burned red under the mask, Fle-Flexible ass!? Wade gave a long hard laugh, I meant to say that small sexy flexible body of yours but, your ass is pretty flexible too. If only Peter could move he'd kick the life out of the perverted oaf!

Deadpool took him running to nowhere. Literally. Wade ran only a few yards to where the ship containers were leaving his new bike behind. It made no sense at all. Why here!? Peter kicked, So no one else will see. Peter felt like rolling his eyes, wait.. his he going to try to do perverted things.. HERE!? Put me down now! Sorry. No can do Missy. Peter nearly choked on the mercs words, Missy? WHO IS A MISSY!? Wade kissed Peter's head, You are ma'am. Now Peter was pissed, MA'AM!? I AM A MAN! Deadpool laughed, And a very sexy one too. (Silent second) Wade, DON'T TRY TO FIX THINGS! Deadpool stopped in the darkest space behind a red container. We're here now promise you won't run for the next 8 seconds, after that you are free to run. Deal? Peter rolled his eyes, the tears from before seemed meaningless now, Fine. Only 8 seconds and I am gone. Deadpool seemed to smile under his red and black mask, Okay, but don't freak out or anything just, Wade placed his elbow at the edge rim of the container,a bit of pressure and.. Wade pressed his arm until it snapped in a way that shouldn't be posible,There! It broke! Fuck it hurts like shit! Peter felt the blood drain from his face, he had just seen someone break his arm and now it hung in a bad way.

Y-Your a-a-arm.. b-broke.. Deadpool walked to him amd waved his limpy arm, See, it's taking longer than usual. Peter gulped, What is..? Wade laughed My healing factor! It only takes seconds to fix a wound like this but well... it's still broken! He waved the arm close to Peter's face making the young spider nearly jump. It's not just you who has problems, your spidey-sense, my healing factor and who knows what else but it all has a logical explanation. It's a signal failure.

Spiderman blinked twice, Signal failure? Deadpool nodded, You see, when a writer is posting an online story there is always a signal failure. Either the characters start to act differently than what they're supposed to, powers become less or the writer uses that signal failure from our universe to theirs for their own convenience to make the story tragic or more interesting. But by the looks of it it was an unexpected signal failure so we shoould be back to normal by the time you sort out your feelings since we as characters also affect the system. Spiderman (and I) was surprised by the information. Our universe? Tragic stories? Sort my feelings to avoid signal failure? What the heck!? Peter shook his head, So this is my fault because I was too uneasy? Deadpool began to play with the broken arm, Yup! Maybe not but it's the most logical answer. Peter slapped Deadpool from hitting his broken arm then crossed his arms, So if I can untangle my mixed feelings then- Deadpool coughed, Not really, have you been strange? Peter blinked, Not that I noticed.

Have you been sad?

Not really.

Annoyed?

Not more than the usual.

Frustrated?

No.

Sexually frustrated?

Not with you around.

Thanks, I'm flattered. Too happy?

It wasn't a compliment, kind of.

Eaten boiled eggs lately?

No, why?

Just wanted to pull a joke if you had said yes.. Well I guess there's nothing, our writer must really suck at this signal stuff or is just too stupid.

(Am not!)

Peter looked up at the sky trying to think, I don't think this is a "story" but if you can't beat them, join them. There must be something right with what he's saying... I think I know why and it's not because we have a stupid "writer", and I don't even think it was anything to do with the "writer" but with me. (Thank you?) Lately I've been in a series of deep feelings. First I was pissed, bothered, sad, nervious, sad again, happy, blissed, worried then sad again. Maybe I was a bit too sensitive? Deadpool swayed his arms amused by how his broken arm swung, There, you found the root of the problem. Peter smiled, he didn't have to leave Wade after all but, How do I fix it? Deadpool smiled and stopped playing,

Sex!

Sex!?

Yes! Sex is the answer to everything! Sex brings world peace!

World peace?

After sex you're happy, I'm happy, the writer is happy, the readers are happy, the moon i happy the bed is happy.. everyone is happy after sex so sex brings world peace!

Peter rolled his eyes, That's idiotic talk. Deadpool scoffed, Coming from an idiot it's called words of enlightenment! So, sex it is then? Spiderman put his hands over his hips and shook his head, Not until your arm gets better. Wade's mouth nearly popped off, WHAT!? No sex!? But why!? Peter rolled his eyes, You'll make it worse. Wade stepped closer, But! Peter turned around, No "but". Now lets go, it's getting late. Spiderman began to walk, Come to thin of it.. how will he drive that bike of his home? But if you do everything then I won's have to make it worse. Spiderman stopped, Do it myself?Wade hugged him from behind with his good arm,You know.. I sit you move, how about it? Peter's face burned red again, It might be the only way to fix stuff. Peter kept quiet for a moment before speaking, Fine. Wade jumped and Peter slipped away walking ahead, You mean it!? Peter kept walking, Yes! Wade gave a small punch in the air before skipping behind his short now very shy partner.

On the way home they (as in Peter) decided to go to Wade's house since they (as in Peter) didn't want to be heard by Aunt May. The walk was silent mostly, Peter was trying to think how to do it while Wade tried to imagine Peter's shy face. Once there Peter began to have second thoughts, was he ready for this? It was for the sake of their relationship but.. it was too embarasing for him. Maybe I should run.. HELP!

Thanks for reading this chapter! I hoped you all noticed Wade's odd ability well, for those who didn't know, Deadpool is one of the scarce characters that can jump the fourth wall. Meaning he knows he's in a story. I know many of you who red this already knew but there are some who had no idea. I had been wanting to play with that feature of his in the plot and not only in my author notes at the end of the chapters. I know as an intro I didn't write much but I just didn't have anything to say. Well, if you like this fic please add to your favorities and recomend to all those Spideypool lovers you now about, I love to hear what you think abot this story so please leave coments of how much you love, hate or adore this story. Again thanks for the support, until next Friday! (Just as a sneek peak, there will be a lemon scene at the very beging of the next chapter) (wink wink)