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Fifty-Two

*2 years later*

'You're an asshole!..'.. Astrid shouted at him, taking her shoe off and throwing it... 'Just one thing I asked you for, and you fuck it up!..'

'Fuck you and your mood swings..'.. Wade glared at her, and threw the shoe he caught, out the open window, making her gape at him.

'You go get it back, now!...'.. She hissed at him.

'I get why we only see them on special occasions..'.. Harley muttered, shaking his head, and kissed his wife's cheek. He was thankful all the kids were in the play room, and not witnessing this.

'They're always like this..'.. MJ shook her head, and checked the cake.

'Could be worse, you know?..'.. Carson chuckled, watching his mother and Wade ripping at each other again. They really did love each other, and even if people couldn't understand why they were always fighting like this, only those who really knew them, could see the love.

'True..'.. Morgan laughed, and then put her fingers between her teeth, whistling loudly, making the two of them stop... 'Now that I have your attention, we going to do this, or what? Can the kids come out, or are you two still going to go at it?..'

Astrid folded her arms, turning away from Wade... 'He started it..'

Wade scoffed, walking towards the table set up by the window... 'No, this shit, is your fault..'

'Shit!..'..

Every single one of them, in the main room and kitchen area, all froze at that little voice.

'Shit! Shit! Shit!..'.. Followed by squealing laughter, little hands banging on the table top.

'Great! Just great! That's on you! First word aside from mama and dada, is a curse word!..'.. Astrid rounded on Wade... 'Thats your fuck up!..'

'Fuck!..'

Carson saw the women fight so hard not to laugh. Harley was hiding behind his cup of coffee, Wanda had rolled her eyes and walked out of the room shaking her head, while both of his uncles were completely bemused over the situation... 'Bet the next word that comes out of his mouth, is asshole..'.. Carson whispered across to his sister, and she held her hand out to shake it.

'Ha! Whose the fuck up now?!..'... Wade laughed at Astrid.

You're an asshole! Gods I hate you!...'.. She threw her hands up, looking up at the ceiling.

'Ass-ho! Ass-ho!..'..

Astrid took a deep breath, turning her gaze to their one year old son, who was finding it hilarious with the arguing, and the new words he had just learned... 'Let's just get this shi-sugar over with, shall we?..'.. She shook her head, and moved to one side of their son, Charlie. Charlie Bruce Wilson. When they found out she was pregnant, within a few days, Wade had managed to get everyone involved, and throw a wedding together. He made it clear, his kid wasn't going to be born, without his last name, and his mom not have it either.

Astrid glanced over to Wade, seeing him crouch down to Charlie's level, and give him a talk on swear words. She couldn't help but smile, they may still have their moments, but he had always been there for her. Within a week of being married, he retired from mercenary work, was now a cop. Astrid ran a family center, that helped families in need, offering everything from food, clothes, to housing support, financial aid and courses for those who needed them.

She really didn't know what she did to deserve this. This world, the family and friends she had, her first love Bruce, and now her second chance, Wade. He may live longer than other humans, but she knew in time she would lose him too, but for now, she was happy to have this life with them.

Hearing Morgan call everyone to usher in, for a family photo, she set a timer with Angel, the AI and quickly got in place. Astrid felt a hand on hers, that rested on the back of Charlie's highchair, and he began to smash into the cake in front of him. Looking across to Wade, she saw him smirk at her, his fingers linking with hers. She knew that look, she would definitely be in trouble later, and she couldn't wait.

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She laid back in the bath, hearing their bedroom door close, letting her know that Wade had finally gotten Charlie to sleep... 'Next time, no cake for him. Fuck it was like he was on crack..'... She heard him move in the bedroom, before he pushed the bathroom door open... 'It was your fault, admit it..'

She smirked, her eyes closed as she shook her head slightly, her hands hanging over each side of the bath. Her left hand holding it, as she heard him move about... 'Nope. I aint admitting jack shit. You were supposed to get the apron like I asked you to..'

'You didn't ask..'.. She heard his voice muffle, knowing he had taken his shirt off.

'You didn't listen. Your fuck up. And by the way, were both to blame for this..'.. She held her left hand up, still keeping her eyes closed. She knew the moment he saw it, felt it get pulled from her hand. Not seconds later he had stepped into the bath, without removing the rest of his clothes, and hauled her into his lap as he sat down, splashing water everywhere.

Astrid laughed, opening her eyes, seeing him grin madly... 'I still fucking hate you..'

'Hate me all you want, you're a cock teasing psycho..'.. He kissed her hard, his hands holding her tight... 'And I'm gonna fuck you senseless. This is just another to add, but I plan on keeping you pregnant for as long as I can..'

Astrid pulled back, and gripped his chin, making him look at her instead of her chest... 'No chance. Four is enough, I've already got two older ones, now Charlie and this little bean..'

'Nope. I want an army of mini deadpools..'.. He grinned proudly at her. That was a terrifying thought, miniature versions of him around.

'You're getting a vasectomy..'... She went to push off him, and he held her tight again.

'Like fuck I am! I think you need a reminder of who's in charge..'.. He held her legs around him and stood up, water going everywhere.

'You can mop this shit up..'.. She pointed to the floor as he stepped out, and into the bedroom. He carefully put her down on the bed, and climbed over her, kissing her hard.... 'I hate you..'.. She moaned against his lips.

'Hate you too Mrs Wilson..'.. He chuckled, pulling back to look at her... 'Bet I can knock you up while pregnant..'

Astrid laughed, shoving him off her... 'Strip asshole, and get in here..'.. She watched him do as he was told, and sent another mental thank you to Bruce. He was, and always would be her first love, and she would never forget him. But Wade, he was the first one to ever really understand her, accept her for every single thing, good and bad. She loved him in a completely different way, she knew he wasn't her first love, but she would make sure, he was definitely her last.

And that's the end of Astrids story. Hope you enjoyed, and feel free to check out my other stories

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