Wade looked in the mirror almost sick of his normal looking face . He was missing himself. His old self. His old demented self with multiple voices and a beautiful wife. He wanted to hold her hand during child birth. He was angry about everything and there wasn't a thing he could do about it. He sighed.

"Still hung up on your first wife."

"My only wife."

"I'm standing right here!"

"Yeah pretending to be my oh so perfect wife."

Death glared at him. "How could you say that?!"

"Because I want to be with her! By some fucked up chance I could be with her! But damn it I want to be with her! Not you! Not you as her or anything like that! I just want you to see that."

"You're kidding me right now!"

"For so long I wanted this. That is the truth, but I'm madly and hopelessly in love with Harley Q Willson."

"You're serious!"

"Why can't I be in love with my wife."

"EX WIFE!"

Wade walked into the living room. "I'm sorry Death I just don't want to do this today."

"You're serious you don't want to do this?! You're breaking my heart and you don't want to do this?!"

"No!" He sighed. "No I don't! I'm sorry it's not the perfect, but I fell in love with someone who thought they were doing me a favor! But what she failed to see was that I was already happy."

Death swallowed hard and pushed her short blonde hair away from her hot and angry face. She knew why Harley did it, and she wasn't sure if it was guilt or just her deep seeded love for him that was twisted and angry. She glared "She didn't do this for you! She did this for me! Because I told her that! Because she thought the best place for you was with me. She didn't want to be with that ugly mug just like I wanted to be! She wanted her beloved Mista J back! And you like I know it!"

Wade stood and walked out. What she said to him cut deep. Deeper than he'd like to think. What if she did? What if she was getting rid of him? What if the grainy perfect little Lima beans in her stomach were just so she and Joker could have the family he could never provide because of the vat of acid made him sterile. Thank god.

'That was just damned cold.'

'Tell me about it she was meaner than the bully who gave me wediges through high school.'

'You know now isn't exactly the time to make jokes,'

'Oh and you suppose when D sends him to a permanent after life is better.'

"Guys if you two could please shut the fuck up!" Wade turned around and seen the same two images from his mirror, only they were standing there in full life like form. The shock on his face must have been quite clear.

"Hiya." 'Deadpool' looked at him with a smile and a crooked wave. "I like your face a lot better than mine.. Can I have it?"

"Same face idiot." Wilson said with an eye roll. His hair was military cut, his clothes changed from suit to regular jeans and t-shirt.

"How are you guys here?"

"Well Wade my boy when a man and woman love each other very much they-"

"We have unfinished business just like you."

"Which is?"

"I'm not letting Harley go without out a fight." Wilson said.

"Yeah well we're dead."

"And?"

"When has that stopped us before?!" 'Deadpool' asked.

"Often."

Wade looked at them "Yeah it has and it will again... Listen as sad as it is. I made my bed. Even if it is a bed made out of satin and death."

"Listen you.. Dick!" 'Deadpool' pointed into Wades chest. "You need to get it together and get our unicorn back!"

"What is your obsession with Unicorns?"

"Why don't you have one?!"

"Because they are mythical creatures... They don't exist."

"Hey genius.. Neither do we."

Wilson froze. "You're an ass."

"You both are asses!" Wade said with a hot tone. His strides became faster. He was so close to being near the only place he felt close to Harley. Just enough time to make her seeing, possibly hearing her voice. It would be so nice if he could just hear her. Why shouldn't he get what he wanted. Just to hear her.

When Wade reached it he heard her crying. "I just wanted him back." She said "Is that too much to ask!?" She screamed. Hearing her like this broke his heart and so he just sat there. Blank. Alone without a meaning, and that meaning was once her. Now all she had was him dead, and her crying. How sad that must have been to be alone in the world of what they had planned to make together. So she was there and he stayed there. He watched the sun fall and the moon rise and there he, Wilson, and 'Deadpool' waited in a pregnant silence until he heard her again.

"Wade... Wade it's me." She touched the stone and it made his heart feel warm. "Honey I miss you so much. You're the one I want Willow and Wade to be with. I want them to meet you, and Dr. Strange said there was a possibility, but I can't do it. I can't wait. I'm going to try to move on with Wally. I'm sorry Wade. I'm still waiting.. I just can't do it alone anymore."

Wade felt the crush of everything he had ever wanted all at once and like he had been holding in. He grabbed his stone "HARLEY! I'M RIGHT HERE!"

Silence

"HARLEY!"

Silence

"HARLEY!"

"C'mon.. You need to go home." Wilson said.

"I don't need to go any damned where!"

"But you do."

Wade turned away from yelling at the empty inky blackness, and with heavy non beating heart returned home to one mess he made.