Max

You're going to get in trouble.

"I'm not six, I won't get in trouble I'll probably get removed from the team." Max responds as she wipes her hands off on her dark Jeans.

And get in trouble.

Max sigh. "And get in trouble.... But I don't generally get paid for it so whatever. They can't prove its me without and eye witness." She glances around at the war ground around her. "To which I don't believe are alive at the moment.

We should go see Peter.

"Kinda on the wrong side of the world right now." Max says looking around for a knife she'd lodged into someone at some point. "Besides, what's the point of bothering him now. It's like two in the morning there."

Have you checked at guys stomach? Her friend asks drawing her attention to a man in a green button up shirt.

"I have not." She chirps walking over to the man. "So back to the first topic,"

I don't know, I just want to.

"Just like you just wanted to watch them sleep for a little while before waking Wade.

Hey. You thought its was cute too.

"I was looking at the both of them. You were in your own little world obsessing over Peter." Max says finding her knife and wiping the blood off onto the victims jacket. She stops when she sees the corner of something sticking out of a pocket in the jacket.

I was not obsessing.

"You have been low key obsessing the last few months. You like him don't you."

Well what's there not to like?

"Cheese, Buses, vegans, politics, AIDS."

I meant about Peter....

"Have you considered the whole psychotic killer portion?"

That's didn't stop you from adopting him.

"I didn't do that on purpose." She says as she opens the thing that has been in the man's pocket to discover it to be a wallet.

But you never detached the bond.

"That's because it's just not 'detachable' once it happens it happens. I have no to little say in my instincts." She says looking at a picture of the man and what she assumed was his wife and children. Her shoulders droop ever so slightly at the happy picture.

You should take it so they can't identify him so easily.

Max nods in agreement. This man was affiliated with Hydra had innocent  blood on his hands so he sure deserved to die. Though his family didn't deserve to be involved or know.

She stands to leave the sight, sheathing her small weapon. On her flight back to New York the wallet is dropped somewhere over the Dark ocean.

You should have taken the money. I saw american change in there.

".... Vaughn." she sighs tiredly.

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~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Wade ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"What are you doing here?" Clint asks looking up from his x-box game on the large tv in the living area of the large avenger flat. "Wait. How are you here? Entrances are secured at night."

Wade sets down his wore hanger and blow drier he used to get in the building.

"What the hell dude?" Clint says pausing his game to check out the tools. "Why haven't you gotten online to play? It been like almost two weeks."

"I've been busy." Wade says moving around his gaming friend."Where's Stark?"

"Probably down stairs in his hole unless by some odd reason he's sleeping." Clint says fiddling with the hanger.

"Why aren't you sleeping?"

"I'm a big boy and can decide for myself when I want to hit the hay."

Wade hums in acknowledgement as he heads towards the shop the floor under.

"Not even a hi or goodbye." Clint scorns.

"Hi! Bye!" Wade calls over his shoulder.

(I like how he doesn't question what why we're doing and doesn't seem concerned)

[Give him few seconds]

( four... Three.. Two...)

"Wait Wade!"

(Bingo)

"Gosh can we skip my explanation and go strait to the shit? I want to talk to Stark Asap." Wade snaps up at the ceiling to which the author surrenders with a raise of both hands before directing the Mercenary strait to the multi billionaire while Clint receives an explanation pre prepared by Wade for the AI to give just in case.

"When the author's your bitch."

(I'm having and uh oh feeling...)

A burning hot beam bursts through the wall, hitting the mercenary square in the chest forcing him to fall back harshly into the ground.

(It was my uh oh sense. It was tingling.) white groans as the flesh and bones in Wades torso grow back.

"Holy shit." Stark says looking through the hole he had created with his repulser. "I would say sorry.... But I'm not really."

"Stark I didn't corrupt Peter in anyway." Wade grumbles as he sits up.

(Whys he still pissy about the confirmation We were with Peter? He came to the wedding.)

[He made us let him out for it actually]

"Sure you didn't." Tony says blankly at the man he identified as an unofficial son in law even.

[Unofficial because this isn't a Super family story.]

(Oh he wishes.)

"He's got spangle dick, he should just be happy."

[Why speak of our role model on such a manner?]

(Language!)

Sorry, heads up I won't update tomorrow for thanks giving. I have Family coming over and all that fun stuff.)