A/N: Here is chapter nine! I would like to thank everyone who read/reviewed, alerted or favorited. The support is highly appreciated. I do not own X-men just the plot for this story and my OCS. Read and Review please! -Maiden of the Heavens (MOTH)

Chapter Nine

The helicopter landed on the pad without a hitch as Zero removed the headphones, and himself from the aircraft, as Deadpool and Sabertooth followed suit. Zero only rolled his eyes at the empty hilts that the assassin held and headed inside to the main building.

The three mutants were greeted by the sounds of tortured screams and cries of pain, from their fellows. No not fellow mutants, Deadpool reminded himself, glaring down at the empty hilts, test subjects and donors for Stryker's pet project.

Deadpool headed into his "boss's" office, shutting the door as the sound proof walls kicked in, drowning out the sounds of the pained wailings. Sitting in his chair, hunched over his computer with piles of paper surrounding the machine, was Stryker himself.

The broad shouldered man, took his glasses from where they were sliding off the bridge of his nose, and wiped them clean on his t-shirt. "The mutants I sent you after weren't supposed be easy targets." He said thornily. "But I did not expect you to fail so many times."

Sighing, the man behind it all, stood up with his arms behind his back, seeming to be deep in thought. "I had to bring in somebody new, someone who could help you bring in those two."

Deadpool only raised an eyebrow, while Sabertooth shook a can out of soda out of a vending machine, and jugged it of its contents. Stryker only turned to face his recruiters, a grim smile on his face. "Weapons will be replaced, but this fellow…hunter, isn't."

He left his office, beckoning for the assassin and animal-like mutant to follow him. They headed down the halls, past the screaming and begged pleas. Past wired cages, and lab doctors who looked worse for wear, to a small room that was about the size of a closet.

Stryker did not even bother opening the door, as he entered the dimly lit and smiled at the girl who lay on top of the covers of a single bed. She looked up the rim of the book, she was reading to reveal aquamarine eyes. Auburn loose curls fell away and spilled down past her shoulders, the hood of her grey sweatshirt falling back. She set the book down on a metal nightstand and stood up, offering her hand to Deadpool first, a small smile appearing on her face.

Deadpool went to shake it only to notice that her fingers were webbed, and her skin was pale green. She definably was one of the oddest mutants he had met, and was not ordered to kill.

"I'm Annaliesa." the webbed finger girl said with a smile.

The assassin grinned. "Wade. Wade Wilson."

The clock seemed to be ticking slower and slower, as Remy waited. He had a pack of playing cards in his hands, that were once jammed in the back of his jean pocket, he repeatedly shuffled them. Ivy, he had nearly lost her, and he was worried. Worried about a girl he had only met a few days before. Worried about a girl, he didn't know a thing about. He didn't know how old she was or even the day of her birthday.

Hell, he didn't even know where she came from. The Cajun tensed as the nurse wearing Snoopy and Woodstock scrubs placed a hand on his shoulder, retrieving him from getting lost in his own thoughts.

"You can see, Lisette now, Mister Truax. She shouldn't talk or otherwise the stitches could reopen, she might be a little out of it because of the pain medication." the red-headed woman explained, and Remy could only nod.

They passed a lot of other rooms with groaning and complaining ill people, as they finally made it to the private room Ivy was in, and the Cajun stepped inside.

The walls were painted a sky-blue, puffy white clouds decorated the ceiling. The curtains on the one large window, and around the bed were both covered in rainbow polka dots. There was a bathroom to the right of the hospital bed, but Remy did not care about the details the room, only that Ivy was safe.

He pulled back the curtain around the bed, and sat down on the white cotton covers, gently gripping Ivy's hand. The Earth-Puppeteer wearily opened her eyes, and Remy smiled at her softly.

" Ne parle pas, ça va faire mal. Tu est dans un hôpital. -do not talk, it will hurt. You are in a hospital-." Remy whispered, pressing a kiss to her cheek, playing the part of a worried fiancé. He then let his fingers comb through her dark chocolate tresses.

"I was worried, I thought I had lost you." He murmured, pressing a kiss to her head this time.

Her dark rose pink eyes met his forest green, and she could tell that he with the words he had just spoken, that when he told spoke them, it was the truth. Remy was not just playing the role of a worried fiancé, she knew that he meant the words that he said.

She pawed at his hand a little with her tiny slender fingers, and the Cajun looked back at her and entwined their fingers. One of the nurses had left a pad of paper and a pencil on the bed. The words that the Earth-puppeteer scribbled were probably unreliable due to her pain-killer induced state but she didn't care.

Remy looked down at the paper and raised an eyebrow, before chuckling softly.

The Nurses said you were my fiancé. Well, where is my ring?

"I will buy you a big one, when we get to New Orleans." The Cajun replied still laughing slightly.

She only raised an eyebrow, trying to deceiver if he was serious or only playing the part of her fiancé, with their fingers still entwined Remy kissed her fingers as one of the nurses came into check her vitals. She just sighed out of her nose, he was only playing a role.

Once the spunky newbie nurse had left, she turned her attention back to the Cajun in front of her, he was dealing out cards on a movable wheelie tray.

"Go Fish?" he asked with a smile, the television now showing Jeopardy as he dealt out the cards, seven each.

Ivy nodded a little and smiled back, ready to play.

A/N: Annaliesa is not my OC, she belongs to one of my dear friends, KinaSakira, I was only given permission to use her in this story, and hopefully the sequel. I hope my French was translated right. Chapter ten will posted this Sunday, once again please read and review. -Maiden of the Heavens (MOTH)