I clenched my fists in rage. "You caused this! You caused all this to happen to me!" I yelled at Gyrich. I reached for my katanas, but with lightning speed, he drew a strange-looking gun and fired into my gut.

Instantly, pain took over and I crumpled to the floor. "What is that?!" I yelled.

"Something we developed in case any Weapon X patients ever decide to go rogue," he replied, holstering the weapon and drawing a regular firearm. "Everything that was put in you, every drug and serum you have in your system, has just been neutralized. Say goodbye to your healing factor, Wade."

I groaned in agonizing pain as the neutralizing agent spread through my bloodstream. Gyrich walked to the office door and locked it.

"Why did you do this?" Abigail asked. "I trusted you!"

"The world is a dangerous place, Agent. Hydra understands this, and is doing everything they can to work toward a safer world. But security comes at a price. And that price is freedom. We Americans value our liberty so much that we're blinded. We can't see the truth, which is that this world can only have peace in unity.

"Thus, people hate Hydra. They think the new world order will be a bad thing. Because of that, we must work in secret. So Hydra started Weapon X to secretly create soldiers for when the time comes to unify the planet. And they pay me to manipulate SWORD into participating in the program.

"And you, Wade, were so naïve. Volunteering to help protect freedom, when you were actually going to become an agent of Hydra. Unfortunately, things went wrong, but I still think you would have made a great soldier of unity."

"What about Hayes?" I asked. "Where's he fit in?"

"I used him many times while assuming the Dayspring alias," Gyrich replied, "and I decided to create the perfect weapon out of him.

"Recent discoveries have been made about a rare and extremely powerful frequency on the electromagnetic scale- the T-ray, it's called. We used those to make Hayes into the supersoldier known as Agent 622. But the T-rays drove him insane. He partially believed himself to be Wade Wilson, and I used that to mess with your mind. But that didn't work."

Gyrich fingered his pistol. "But this will."

"No!" Abigail screamed. Gyrich pressed the gun to her head. "Say goodbye to your wife, Wade. And remember, it's all for the greater good."

I thought frantically for a possible way to save her. I went with the only thing I had. "Wait! I'll help Hydra if you let her go!"

Gyrich grinned. "Well, in that case, we might have a deal, Wade."

That instant when he took his eyes off Abigail. That one fleeting second.

That was what I needed.

I lunged at Gyrich, going for his gun. I didn't get it, but it did give Abigail a chance to break free. She aimed a punch at his face, but he blocked her hand and hit her, knocking her out.

I took that chance to try to headbutt him, but he dodged it and stuck the gun into my stomach.

And pulled the trigger.

I slumped down, bleeding out. Desperately, I tried to put myself in front of Abigail to shield her, but I couldn't even move.

Gyrich pressed the gun to her head once again. "You shouldn't have lied to me, Wade. You could have saved your wife, but you had to defy me instead. Maybe you're not such a hero."

I saw something that he didn't, and I immediately started trying to buy Abigail time. "Look, Gyrich," I said through painful breaths, "I know as a fact now that I am Wade Wilson. But even if I wasn't, I'd still say that right here, right now, no matter who I used to be, I'm going to do what is right."

That was just enough time. As Gyrich started to squeeze the trigger, a shot rang out from elsewhere and a hole appeared in his forehead. He slumped over, and Abigail ran free.

"Good shot," I told Sam Wilson as he stepped out of the air duct. Natasha Romanov stepped out behind him.

"How did you find us?" Abigail asked.

"I've been suspicious of Gyrich for a while," Natasha replied, "so when I went into hiding to plan my strategy to take down Jack Hayes, I decided to see if Gyrich was connected. When I found out, I called Sam and we went to take him down."

"Well, if that wasn't perfect timing, I don't know what is," I said. "And I don't think it was a coincidence."

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"Weapon X is out of business for good," Nick Fury informed me as I lay in the hospital bed. "The guy who ran it was arrested, but apparently he was only a pawn in someone else's game. The real mastermind is a Hydra agent known only by the codename Ajax. We've got a big manhunt going on for him right now, as well as an investigation into other potential Hydra moles in agencies affiliated with Weapon X.

"Oh yeah, and it turns out Jack Hayes has a young daughter, Molly, in Los Angeles. We're making sure she's safe."

"Good. Now just one more thing."

"That being?"

"I've been craving a burger since the time I almost assassinated you."

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When Nick Fury left, I pondered the future. I would get help for the voices in my head, and after I was discharged from the hospital, I would have plastic surgery to get rid of most of my scars. But that wasn't the main event.

What happened next was.

Abigail came in, leading three small children. Their eyes went wide when they saw me.

They ran to me and I embraced them.

I remembered them.

Tommy, Alexis, Anna.

My children.

This is real.

I am Wade Wilson.

As I hugged them, I expected the voices to come. To tell me the lie that this wasn't real; that it was all just an illusion; that I really was a murderer.

But the strangest thing happened.

They didn't.

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So that's my story. True, it's not all sunshine and puppies, but in the end, it was more beautiful than anything anyone could make up. Good won, evil lost. Our family was reunited.

How could you ask for a better ending than that?