The Wolverine and Jubilee Page

A Chaotic First Date

Disclaimer: All characters belong to Marvel Comics.

Summary: Sequel to "The New Kid." Nate & Jubilee's first date is interrupted by Deadpool. I was inspired by Ascian's Jubilee/Deadpool stories, though this one is nowhere near as funny. *sigh* I tried, but the next story will be better, I promise!

Jubilee woke up as the sunlight landed directly on her face. With a groan, she tried to roll over, and bumped into something large and furry. Her first reaction was to scream, but it was muffled by whatever her face was pressed against. She rolled away and looked up to see a huge teddy bear staring down at her. Then, to her horror, the bear started to fall forward.

Anyone else might have been crushed. But as a former X-Man, Jubilee hadn't survived hours of training in the Danger Room to be defeated by a stuffed animal (though it was twice her size). She rolled hard and landed on the floor with a thump as the bear fell across the bed.

After muttering a long string of curses, Jubilee dragged herself over to the bear and found a card tied to its neck. "This better be good," she muttered. She rubbed the sleep out of her eyes and sighed. "Dear Jubes. Just a little reminder of how much I love you. Seeya real soon! Love, Nate. P.S. Jono & Ev helped me get this thing into your room, and Paige helped with the sewing, so be sure to thank them!"

Jubilee looked back at the huge bear. She then noticed a large panel, mostly hidden by fur, on its back. After a few seconds of tugging, it popped open, revealing several smaller bears. The first had red eyes, a trenchcoat, and an ace of spades fastened to one paw. The next had three extremely long claws on each paw and a set of bushy eyebrows. The third bear had been shaved bald and was sitting in a poorly-designed yellow box. The fourth bear was covered in blue food dye.

The fifth had a lightning bolt on its chest, and a wig of pure white hair. The sixth had wings glued to its back, and the seventh was wrapped in several strips of purple paper, and had a pink object attached to its paw, as well as a funny-looking red mark across one of the eyes. The eighth bear had a firebird plastered to its chest, and the ninth wore a pair of ruby red shades. The tenth had a brown wig with a streak of white down the middle. The final bear was wearing a yellow raincoat, pink shades, and had little rainbows sewed into both paws.

Jubilee lined up the bears across her bed and stared at them for a moment. Then she dragged the big one over to the closet and threw it in. She was about to get dressed when she spotted something on one of the bears. Coming closer, she found another card stuffed into the Xavier bear's box chair. She slowly took it out and read the words inside.

"Dear Jubilee. Though you have left the team, you are always welcome to come back home. We are all very proud of the young girl who remains in our hearts, and we will always love the young woman that she has become. Remember that no matter where you go or what you do, you will always be one of us. All our love, the X-Men." Not only that, but each member had signed the card, including Professor Xavier.

Jubilee stared at the words until her vision was blurred with joyful tears. Then she smiled weakly and was thankful that she had such wonderful friends.

* * * * *

Storm, Psylocke, Rogue, and Phoenix watched as Nate Grey tore through the Infinites without an ounce of mercy. Their soulless bodies fell to the ground, victims of his seemingly limitless psionic powers. And when he was done, he ripped a few more apart just for the fun of it.

"Impressive," was all Psylocke could say.

"Indeed," Storm agreed. "Though I have never been a telepath, I would assume that our young friend has some serious problems with anger. At least, when it comes to memories of his homeworld."

"That's because most of his memories involve negative influences, Storm," Jean replied. "I can only wonder how many truly good things were left in a world ruled by Apocalypse."

"Ah'd say at least one," Rogue commented as Nate phased through the protective glass of the Control Room.

"So, ladies," he said, landing in front of them. "How'd I do? Honestly?"

"Well, y'all were 'bout as destructive as Wolverine and at least half as fast. Which is ta say that Ah'd hate to get on yah bad side, sugah," Rogue told him.

"And that's good or bad?"

"It's good that you have such control over your powers, Nate," Jean replied, "but it's bad that you hardly seem to have any over your emotions as soon as you see anything you recognize from your world."

"No disrespect, Jean, but every person from my world that has shown up here has tried to kill me, or at least use my powers for their own purposes. It's 'kill-or-be-killed' then, and I'm already living on a countdown. I'm trying to do as much good as I can while I can, and I won't do it by having mercy on people who would kill me first and never ask questions."

Storm sighed. "Nate, the X-Men have many enemies, too. Most of them are hardly any different."

"Maybe not, Storm. But it's painfully obvious that the X-Men's methods aren't always enough. Every war has its casualties, and I've already lost too many loved ones to this war. The only choices I have are to never get close to anyone or to end the war for good. The X-Men can do things their way, and I'll do things my way."

"And what happens when our paths cross, sugah?" Rogue asked. "What if it comes down to us and y'all on different sides of the war?"

"Then, Rogue, I think you should all hope I die before that day arrives," Nate simply replied. With that, he left the Control Room. He hadn't gotten far when a familiar voice called his name.

"Off to somewhere in a hurry, kid?" Logan asked, emerging from the shadows.

"Something like that," Nate answered.

"Mind if I holler at ya for a sec?"

Nate shrugged. "I'm listening."

"Good." Logan took a drag on his Cuban cigar. "Last I heard, you were havin' a problem controlling that anger o' yours."

"Last I heard, I wasn't the only one," Nate countered.

Logan chuckled. "You tryin' ta be funny, kid?"

"No, sir. Just trying to be truthful."

Logan blew a ring of smoke from his mouth. "Real cute. I also heard you been seein' Jubilee."

"It's hard not to, sir. Every time I open my eyes, she's just there."

Logan frowned. "Yer right, kid. Yer not funny at all. I'm gonna make this very simple for ya." He walked over to Nate and gripped the boy's arm. "I hear a lotta things 'bout ya, kid. But if I ever hear that ya hurt that girl, I'll show you what it means to be hurt. Got me, kid?"

Nate sighed. "Sir, I have every intention of treating Jubilee like a queen. Though I must admit that would be difficult with three holes in my chest."

Logan released the boy. "Just remember what I said, kid." He threw in a growl for extra measure before walking away.

Nate took a deep breath and closed his eyes, focusing on his destination. An instant later, he was gone.

* * * * *

"Watch Leech, Ev'ret!"

Everett smiled. "I'm watching, Leech. Go ahead."

The boy got a running start and performed a perfect cannonball into the pool. When he surfaced a few seconds later, Everett flashed him a thumbs up.

"Hey, where's Artie?" Everett asked suddenly.

"Artie is staring with Jubilee," Leech replied.

"Did you say staring?"

Leech nodded and pointed.

Everett turned to see Artie & Jubilee sitting in an oversized bean bag chair. Artie was sitting in Jubilee's lap, and her chin was resting on his head. They both seemed to be staring blankly into space.

"Hey, guys!" Everett called. "You alive over there?"

Jubilee blinked and looked at him. "Yeah. Just waitin' for Nate to get back."

Everett rolled his eyes. "Jubes, the world doesn't revolve around him."

"Mine does," she replied with a wistful sigh.

Everett shook his head. He was glad Jubilee had found someone to love her, and Nate was a great guy. But maybe he was a little too great. Jubilee had barely spoken to any of the other students since she and Nate got together. Sure, he'd helped her discover a new aspect of her powers and how to control it. But Jubilee was becoming alienated.

Everett hated to think what might happen if things didn't work out with Nate. Of course, if that happened, Nate would be dead a lot sooner that he thought. Between Generation X and the X-Men, he wouldn't last ten seconds after Jubilee's heart was broken. Not that anyone talked about it, but it was a known fact.

Suddenly, Artie came to life, and an image of Nate's face appeared over his head. Jubilee squinted up at the sky. "You see him, little man?"

There was a bright flash in the sky, and Nate Grey appeared above the trees, his body surrounded in the psionic energy that had made him so popular since his life began. He floated to the ground, slowly landing by the pool. He was almost instantly tackled to the ground by Artie and a very wet Leech.

"Great to see you, guys, but can I get up now?" he asked.

"Nate must say the password," Leech replied.

"Oh, I dunno...ice cream?"

Leech turned to Artie, who shrugged. "Okay. Password was really milk and cookies, but Artie & Leech like ice cream, too."

Nate chuckled as he sat up and rubbed his head. "Right, guys. But in a minute, okay? Got some personal stuff to take care of first."

The two boys turned and ran towards the school to wait for him.

Nate was about to get up when two arms curled around his neck, and soft lips pressed against his cheek. A smile coming over his face, he whispered, "That feels great, but maybe we should wait a while, M."

The lips quickly pulled away, and Nate threw up a hasty telekinetic shield before he was showered with pyrotechnics. "I was kidding!" he swore, though his laughter wasn't helping a bit.

Jubilee lowered her hands, and the sparks vanished. "You're only alive right now cuz of that gift you gave me, and cuz I love you so much, you big jerk. So don't push it!"

"Aw, and here I thought I was alive so I wouldn't miss our first date tonight," he replied, wrapping his arms around her waist.

"Well, that, too," Jubilee added. "But you're still a jerk."

"I don't care what I am, as long as I can still do this," he said, planting a kiss on the corner of her mouth. He didn't do it to tease her, but because he knew her greatest weakness. For some reason of which he was still unsure, Jubilee could never stay mad at him as long as he kissed the corner of her mouth. All he knew was that it worked, and that was enough.

Jubilee seemed to swoon for a bit. "Um...whatever," she muttered, pulling him into a deep kiss.

Everett cleared his throat loudly, and the pair broke their kiss to look at him. "Maybe no one's told you this, but get a room."

"Great idea!" Jubilee grabbed Nate and dragged him towards the school. Everett just sighed and walked the other way.

* * * * *

He watched closely as Jubilee & Nate entered the school. Then his eyes returned to Everett, who was going deeper into the Biosphere. He was an easy enough target. No reason to wait any longer.

The man raised the blow gun to his lips and smiled. A few seconds later, Everett slapped at his neck, as if he'd been stung by a bug, then collapsed. He was quickly dragged into the bushes.

"That was too easy. Now to get rid of the body." He paused when he heard a slight noise behind him. Turning, he stared into a pair of large, blue eyes. He recognized her almost instantly. "You must be Penance. Got something for you, too." He drew an apple out of his bag and set in on the grass, inching it towards her.

Penance stared at the man, then at the apple. Finally, she speared the fruit, only to scramble back in surprise when the fruit exploded, sending out a white cloud of gas. Before she knew what was happening, Penance fell to the ground.

"Man, this is way too easy," the man muttered, shaking his head. He pulled a small radio out of his costume. Speaking into it, he whispered, "I bagged two of 'em, boss."

"You have Grey?" a voice asked.

"Um...not exactly. It's the black kid and the red girl."

There was a sigh on the other end. "Dispose of them and get me Grey, Wilson. He's all that matters. Do you understand?"

"Gotcha, boss." He turned off the radio and pulled out a large gun, pressing the barrel to Everett's bald head. Then he sighed and put the gun away. "Ah, who am I kiddin'? I can't kill these kids." He stood up and hid in the shadows again, waiting for his next victims.

* * * * *

"I give it a month," Angelo said, taking a drag from his cigarette. "Jubilee's never even been in a serious relationship as far as we know, and Nate's never really seem to pan out. They should self-destruct soon enough. Nate on a more physical level, but you get the idea."

"Yer really don't have much faith in love, do yer, Ange?" Jono asked.

Angelo snorted. "Like you do?!"

"No. Just thought that a relationship expert like yerself would be a bit more optimistic. I mean, yer gel only tried to kill you last time you saw 'er."

"Shut up," Angelo ordered, puffing out smoke.

"Hit a sore spot, guv'nor?"

"I'm about to," he threatened.

"So yer don't think love will last fer 'em?"

Angelo laughed. "Jono, it's *not* love. They just like each other a lot, or so they think. By the time they're done, she'll either hate him, stuff him in the buddy category with Ev, or cry over him cuz he exploded when she tried to kiss him."

Jono stared hatefully at him. "Sod off, yer bloody plonker."

"Oh, I was actually referring to the day Nate dies. But now that you mention it, that last scene *does* seem very familiar, mi amigo."

* * * * *

"Hayseed, you are seriously starting to get on my nerves."

Paige sighed. "C'mon, Jubilee! You have to be just perfect tonight!"

"I *am* perfect, and you forgot something."

"What?"

"I'm not tryin' to impress Nate. We're just goin' on our first official date."

Paige stared at her. "That's the most important date!"

"That's when you're still not sure if the guy's a dork. I know Nate, so there's no pressure. Get that makeup kit away from me!"

"I'm just trying to help you-"

Jubilee rolled her eyes. "You're from a *farm*. What could you possibly know about this?"

"Hey! I went to plenty of barn dances-"

"Reason enough to ignore you. Nate would never take me to a barn dance. Not if he wanted to keep seein' me, anyway."

"But you're not even dressed properly!"

Jubilee sighed heavily. "This ain't a dress-up thing, Paige. Nate wants me to be comfortable, and this is comfortable for me!"

Paige sighed as she took in Jubilee's yellow raincoat for the second time. "Y'all look a downright mess."

"Well, at least my mutant power doesn't *leave* a mess," Jubilee muttered. "Seeya when we get back, Guthrie."

* * * * *

The pink and green kids had been the easiest. The grey boy had dropped after five seconds, but the telepath had given him a little trouble. But only a little, though. And after capturing six of the students and dumping them in the Biosphere, he still hadn't been detected. Whatever the boss gave him was really working.

The man stood outside the office that belonged to Sean Cassidy. He could hear both co-headmasters inside. This would be simple, as long as he could take out Frost first. Maybe.

He kicked the door down and opened fire right away. Emma was hit in the neck and chest as she turned. The impact threw her over the desk and onto the floor.

Sean jumped up, confusion and disbelief in his eyes. Then he opened his mouth.

The man grinned and fired again. This time, a jelly-like substance came out and covered Banshee's face. He couldn't speak or see after that, and was unconscious after a quick sidekick. That just left Guthrie, St. Croix, Lee, and Grey.

"This punk better be worth all the trouble," the man muttered, dragging the two teachers from the room.

* * * * *

"I'm sorry, Ms. Grey," Monet said, "but Ms. Frost and Mr. Cassidy aren't available right now."

One the view screen, Phoenix sighed. "Thanks anyway, M. I'll try again later." The screen went blank.

Monet turned around, only to come face-to-face with the ugliest thing she'd ever seen in her life. She screamed and backed away, even as an entire section of the roof crashed down on her.

The man pulled the mask back over his head. "It's just amazing what a bone-saw can do to a roof. Don't you agree?"

Monet rose from the pile of debris. "No, I do not."

"Uh oh."

Monet grabbed the man by the neck. "You have ten seconds to tell me what you're doing here before I break your neck."

"You do that and all your pals are in deep doo-doo, M. Well, deeper, anyway. I've got them all tied up at a secret-"

"What's going on in here?" Paige asked as she walked in.

"Crap," the man muttered. "Well, I've got everyone but her tied up in a secret spot! They'll get hurt if I get hurt, just a whole lot worse!"

"Hey, he looks familiar," Paige said. "I've seen him in the computer files."

Before she could say anything else, a bear trap hidden in the floor slammed shut on Paige's leg, and she fell to the ground.

"Always look before you step!" the man snickered. "So, M, you gonna hold me all day or help your friend? She can't get that bear trap off by herself, y'know."

Monet tossed him aside. After all, she was invulnerable. What could he possibly do to her? She had only taken a step towards Paige when the man grabbed her and pressed something against her face. Monet struggled for a moment, then passed out.

"That was a bit harder," the man admitted. He pulled out a radio. "Boss! Great news! Generation X is now out of your hair!"

"Wilson, I told you to get me Grey. Have you done that yet?"

"Well, not really. But I got the *whole* team-"

"WILSON! DON'T CALL ME AGAIN UNTIL GREY IS IN YOUR POSSESSION! IS THAT PERFECTLY CLEAR?!"

"Um...yeah. It's Billy Crystal clear, boss. Got it. Hey, can I get a bonus for capturing these kids, anyway?"

The line went dead.

The man grunted and grabbed both girls as he left the room. "I bet Bullseye never had to put up with stuff like this." When he passed the window in the hallway, he could just see a car driving out of the front gate. "Perfect! Now I gotta tie these turkeys up AND chase Grey! This night is really beginning to suck!" With an angry sigh, he sped up his pace and headed for the Biosphere.

* * * * *

"Lemme get this straight. Wolvie actually threatened you?"

Nate sipped his soda. "He said he'd hurt me if I hurt you."

Jubilee sighed. "But we both know that ain't happenin'. I can't believe he did that! ...Well, maybe I can. At least you didn't run into Gambit, too."

"Oh, but I did," Nate told her, leaning forward. "'Mon ami, you mess wit p'tite, and Gambit gonna show you da real meanin' of five card draw. 'Cept you won't much like where Gambit stick de five cards.'"

Jubilee laughed until her sides hurt. "They're all talk, honest. But it's nice to know they're worried about me."

"That's not it. They just don't trust me with you."

She smiled. "Well, *I* trust you with me, and that's always been enough."

"Um...Jubes? I know this is gonna sound dumb, but do the waiters in here usually have guns?" Nate asked.

"Nope."

"Oh. We might be in trouble then."

Jubilee was about to ask when the aforementioned "waiter" pressed a gun to her temple. The second gun came to rest inches from Nate's nose.

"Okay, kiddies. We can do this the easy way or the hard way. I know which you're gonna pick already, but humor a mercenary, okay?"

Jubilee's eyes grew wide as she recognized the voice. "NO way. Deadpool?!"

"You're sweet to remember, Jubes. Bet you didn't get me anything, though, did you?! You women are all alike! You can't remember this one day out of the year! What about my needs?!"

"Friend of yours?" Nate asked.

"Somethin' like that," Jubilee admitted. "Look, Wade, buddy, pal! We're on a date here, and-"

"If I let him kiss you, will you end it now so I can kidnap you both?" Deadpool asked.

Jubilee frowned. "No."

"Okay, let's go. If you're lucky, *I'll* kiss you after the movie, but I only go so far on the first date."

The two teens got up, and Deadpool led them out of the diner.

Nate glanced at Jubilee, who appeared to be very calm, to his surprise. "Is this really happening?" he asked.

Jubilee sighed. "Unfortunately. Just do what he says. He won't hurt us. At least, I don't THINK he will..."

* * * * *

The Crystal Cathedral was filled with light for a moment, announcing Deadpool's return.

On the highest platform, the New Son smiled to himself. Finally, after days of waiting, he had what many considered the most power psi on the planet. Though he had to wonder just how someone like Deadpool had managed to bring Nate Grey in. But that wasn't important just now.

But it wasn't just Nate that Deadpool had brought with him. The entire roster of Generation X laid at his feet, bound and gagged.

The New Son approached Deadpool. "Wilson, I asked for Grey, and you brought him. What are these...children...doing here?"

"I figured you could use them. Given time, they'll be threats to you and your plans."

"Explain."

Deadpool grabbed Everett. "This kid here can borrow another mutant's power and amplify it. He can use it better than they can!" Then he grabbed M. "This one is pretty much invincible." He pointed at Penance, who was bound with a special metal. "This one can slice almost anything to ribbons just like that! She slices, she dices, she even comes with five free Ginzu knives!"

The New Son held up his hand for silence. "Still, I told you to dispose of them, not bring them here."

Deadpool looked uneasy. "Well, see, Grey wouldn't come peacefully unless I brought them all along. He is kinda hard to beat, y'know."

"I paid you to follow my exact instructions, Wilson."

"Correction! You paid me HALF! Now, if I could get the rest, I'll be outta your hair for good. ...Well, you don't look like you have hair. Just...blue...energy...stuff. But it looks GREAT on you, by the way."

The New Son sighed. "I certainly hope your healing factor isn't as good as Wolverine's."

A blot of blue energy struck Deadpool, knocking him to the floor. As he scrambled back to his feet, several more bolts flew from the New Son's hands, causing Deadpool to howl in intense pain.

Fortunately, Deadpool's screams were enough to bring Generation X out of their collective drowsy state. They quickly found that the mercenary had bound them in special manacles that kept them from using their mutant powers. Most of the teens were focused on trying to free themselves, but only Jubilee watched as the New Son continued to punish Deadpool. Finally, she refused to watch anymore.

"Nate, we gotta help Wade," she said.

"One, we're tied up. Two, why should we help him? He kidnapped us!"

Jubilee sighed in frustration. "I know, but he's not a bad guy, Nate! He doesn't deserve this!"

They were still arguing over what do when a door opened on the far side of the room. A man walked in, but froze when he spotted Gen X. His eyes went to the New Son & Deadpool, and then to Nate. Finally, they came to rest on Jubilee. "What you doin' here, p'tite?" he asked in surprise.

Jubilee's eyes widened as she turned to look at him. "Gambit?!"

The New Son stopped attacking Deadpool for a moment. "LeBeau, perhaps you can do what this poor excuse for an assassin couldn't. Get rid of these children!" He turned his full attention back to Deadpool.

Gambit looked at the New Son, who was torturing Deadpool within an inch of his life, and then back at Jubilee, who was staring at him with a pleading look in her eyes. There was no contest. Drawing several cards from his trenchcoat, he charged them with his mutant power. "Don't move, kids," he ordered. With a flick of his wrist, the cards flew from his hand, shattering the manacles on contact.

As soon as she was free, Jubilee's hands glowed with power, and she closed her eyes in focus. When she opened them, there was a rocket launcher in her hands.

Gambit, who had been checking on the other kids, looked up just in time to see her fire. "Non, p'tite!" he shouted, but it was too late.

The ball of pyrotechnics hit the New Son square in the back, slamming him into the wall. He fell to the ground, hurt but not seriously injured. As soon as he got up, he would be very angry.

Jubilee was preparing another shot when Gambit grabbed her arm. "Time to go, p'tite. Dis place not safe anymore."

She was about to argue until she saw the sincerity in his eyes. "Let's move, guys!" she shouted to her teammates. "Nate, grab Wade!"

Nate sighed, but finally used his telekinesis to pull Deadpool over to the group. "One mass teleportation, coming right up." He and the other kids failed to notice that the New Son was back up and about to attack.

Gambit suddenly darted forward, separating himself from the group just as the New Son raised his hand a fired a long stream of blue power. The stream collided with three charged cards, resulting in an explosion that knocked both men off their feet.

"Remy!" Jubilee shouted, reaching out for him.

Gambit slowly opened his eyes and looked at her hand, but he made no attempt to reach for it. She instantly vanished along with the other kids.

The New Son stood up, anger in his eyes. "What were you thinking, Gambit?!"

"I was t'inkin' you told Gambit to get rid of dem. Well, dey gone, ain't dey?"

"FOOL! I needed Grey to further my plans!"

Gambit shrugged and got up. "You said to get rid of dem. Gambit did dat. Your fault for not bein' detailed."

The New Son growled and turned away from him. "I won't punish you, LeBeau, simply because you already owe me too much. It'll be years before you're done working for me, and you'll pay for your mistakes along the way. ALL of them."

* * * * *

Deadpool woke up to see a bunch of blurry blobs hovering over him. His vision slowly began to clear, and the blobs became faces. Then the faces becane familiar, especially one in particular. "Jubilee?" he asked.

"Dude, you're okay! Man, you are SO lucky you have a healing factor."

Deadpool winced as a stab on pain shot through his back. "Not lucky enough. Did The Blob sit on me or something?"

"Nah. The blue guy just fried you with his lightning things."

"Gee, that makes me feel so much better!" he said, pouring on the sarcasm.

"I feel the sudden need to point out that this IS the person that kidnapped us," Monet interrupted with a frown.

"Hey, you're lucky I didn't drug you!" Deadpool muttered. His eyes landed on Monet's face. "Especially you, you little Algerian cupcake. I would've LOVED to lick your frosting. Or stick my fingers in it at the very least."

Monet's eyes narrowed, and her hands went for Deadpool's throat, but Jubilee stopped her.

"Cool it, Monet. Wade here has very over-reactive hormones. He can't really help himself."

"I'm starting to wish I had. It's been too long since I've...wait, what am I telling you that for?" Deadpool shook his head and slowly stood up. "Oh, before I forget, your teachers and the short kids are still tied up in the Biosphere."

"Where do you think you're going?" Angelo asked, blocking his path. "Like M said, you DID kidnap us."

"All the more reason for you to get out of my way, before I hurt you again," Deadpool replied. Not waiting for an answer, he pressed a button on his belt and instantly disappeared.

"Let him go," Jubilee said, shaking her head. "He's just a very confused mercenary."

"I suppose he's tried to kidnap you before?" Paige asked.

"Well, not realy, no. I mean, but in that line of work, you gotta do what you're told, or you don't get paid. It's the first time he ever pulled a gun on me, but I'm used to him bein' violent and impulsive."

"In other words, she met him through Wolverine," Nate added.

Angelo rolled his eyes. "Figures. I just hope she doesn't have any other friends that wouldn't mind kidnapping us."

* * * * *

Deadpool collapsed on his couch and sighed. "Some days, I wonder if it's really worth going out there and getting the crap beat out of me."

"Wade? Is that you?" Al slowly walked into the room. "Someone called while you were out. A girl, in fact."

"Was it Terry?!" Deadpool asked, leaping to his feet.

"No. She wouldn't give her name. She wants to hire you to find Nate Grey."

"No way. I'm tired of dealing with those kids! Although it would be nice to see that foreign cupcake again... Oh, what the heck! Tell her I'm her man!"

The End