" What!" Deadpool demand. His stature dense and dangerous. " Why the hell was Peter there? Why wasn't I informed? Who the hell do you actually think you are? " he was moving around the table to get to the Director.

Peter quickly catches his partner by the arm, moving to stand I front of the Merc. Despite being and advanced hybrid with enhanced extraordinary strength, his boyfriends larger mass was able to push past the lightly built arachnid.

Fury doesn't show any signs of alarm as the dangerous assassin stalks to stand directly across from him. The height difference between the two men isn't significant though just enough to send a small cut of caution slice through the directors mind as he lets his hand slip close to his weapon. He very well knew what could happen when Deadpool went haywire or on a rampage fueled by rage.

" Wade. Stop," Peter demands as he pulls Wade away a few feet by one of the numerous strand across his body.
" you know this won't help anything."

" I want answers Peter." The man says turning to look down at Peter with narrowed eyes.

The continuous confusion on how Wade's mask always managed to so clearly display his emotions flashed through Peter's mind before he pushed it away for the time being in order to stay on topic with himself.

" Wade so do I but you can't be stupid about this. If you react too harshly then they will for sure lock you up for a good period of time if not for ever just because they would have an excuse now. As my job with SHIELD I was your supervisor. That's why this all worked out for us yeah? Now that I'm not technically here they can take you. If you fuck up it could be your last fuck up for a long time." Peter says.

" Wouldn't you help me?" Wade asks his voice still low with anger though interlaced with a sense of insecurity and fear that is always brought on with these discussions. They made him feel like this love is all just a joke. That Peter was only acting it because of his babysitting job. "

[ He could be faking. This all could be part of his mission. Pretend to love you to keep us out of trouble. Out of the way. To keep us detained and trained like a dog. ]

( He isn't Paid enough for his mission to be that.) white innocently point out, not messes adult defending Peter.

[ He could have another account. He could have a whole nother life. Peter Parker might not even be his name. ]

WhIte falls silent as he shrinks down in size in the Mercs mind. The presence of the box becoming cold and broken as the idea sinks in as a possibility.

( So he never loved us?)

[ It's always a possibility. He could have been lying. He could actually hate us. Maybe he can't stand to look at our ugly face. He probably likes it when he takes it from behind. He doesn't have to see us as we display our for love him in such an intimate way. He probably imagines someone else. ]

" Yellow please stop before he believes you." Wade growls.

[ It's not him I'm convincing though is it?] Yellow smiles devilishly.

Wade glances at Peter from where he had stopped to stare at the ground.

His anger stifled with fear as he shuffles his feet nervously.

" No."

[ Yes....you know it's true don't you? You know every work I say is true. This is all fake, Deadpool. Peter never died. Peter never loved you. Peter will never love you. He just needed a break and Fury is playing along with Peter's little game. Everyone loves seeing you suffer. Loved seeing you being used. Peter uses you so well doesn't he? ]

" Wade?" Peter asks as he watches the assassin with worry. There was something wrong. He could see t in the way the man kept tilting his head as if listening to someone. The expression of a frown as his shuffles his feet awkwardly and uncharacteristically. He's quiet. That's the most alarming thing. Wade has been so quiet. His constant, calming charter had been so minimal. Even if it had only been a day Peter felt like everything about his day was off axis ( more so then it already is) without the noise. All he had heard most the day was small arguments from Wade with his boxes with a few conversations and banters in between before completely, drowning silence would fill the air once more.

" No that's not true. I know it's not. He's told me many times." Wade says.

" Who's told you what?" Peter asks Wade. He sends a glance towards Fury who is taking in the situation with a Natural outlook and reaction.

Wade shakes his head as W doesn't listen to Peter. The arachnid grabs His love's arm to get his attention. " Wade what's going on?"

Wade looks at Peter with a desperation Peter was still unfamiliar to seeing.

" I'll do you a favor. You can leave me. I know you don't want me." Wade says in such a deep hurt.

Peter's spider sense buzzes just before a pistol is pulled out from a holster...

The gruesome scene isn't what makes Nick shutter as he looks at the corpse on the floor. It's the eerie feeling of being able to sense another presence, being able to feel the flood of horrified emotions but unable to see, hear, or respond to the person he knows is there.

He believes now. He knows.