From across the hallway

Part 47

"Stop, Mommy! That's too much milk," said Emily giving a giggle.

Missy blinked herself out of her trance, gazing down to see Emily's bowl of cheerios overflowing.

"Oh, sorry, baby," she said shaking her head. "Let Mommy get you another bowl."

Missy had been a in a world of her own all morning.

It was a Friday. Four days since her and Emily's near miss with the van, and yet Missy still had not been able to get her run-in with the masked man, out of her head.

What was Deadpool's problem with her?

Had it just been a case of right place, right time? Or had he been following the pair of them?

Whatever the case, Missy had already spoken about it to Steve yesterday in work, who had instantly asked if she and Emily were ok. He had even offered to come over last night and make sure the place was safe from intruders.

He was sweet, of course, but perhaps a little overbearing. Missy did not want a fuss. They were both fine and that was the main thing.

Missy swept away the overflowing bowl, heading into the kitchen and placing it onto the drainer, shaking herself.

What was wrong with her these past few days? She was on edge, but she knew the likely reason for it...

Emily, for the past two days, had done nothing but talk about their run-in with the masked man known as Deadpool.

She had jabbered on and on for hours about him, and how he had picked her up and talked to her.

But the worst thing was her insistence that he was Wade. She was obsessed with the idea that underneath that mask was the man she had called her Daddy.

Obviously she was confused. She was only young and Missy had no idea how traumas such as almost getting run over, affected kids as young as her.

Missy, grabbing a clean bowl, re-poured the cereal and some milk before heading into the living room where Emily was sitting at the dining table, mouth covered in red from the strawberry half she currently had squished in her hand.

Her eyes however were focused on the TV ahead of her, rolling the early morning news.

"Look Mommy, it's Daddy!" she said bouncing up and down in her seat excitedly, pointing at the TV with her strawberry.

Missy turned to see the familiar figure of Deadpool in his red mask, making a blurred out gesture towards the camera.

It looked as though SHIELD had now put a warrant out for his immediate arrest, and Missy had a good idea why.

She almost rolled her eyes as the TV showed a video of Deadpool dancing on a rooftop, next to a burning car.

Steve must have put the word out after Missy had told him what had happened. But Missy wasn't particularly happy about this. This would likely only exacerbate the entire situation.

"No, sweetie, that's not Wade," said Missy stroking the back of Emily's head. "Come on now, eat your cereal, ok?"

But Emily made a little face.

"When is Waydee comin' home?" she asked placing down her strawberry and grasping for her spoon with her sticky little fist. "Why is he not here with us no more?"

Missy gave a sudden gulp.

Missy had never explained to Emily why Wade had left. The little girl had been too young and Missy had just never brought herself to give her the answers.