#1 STOPWATCH

Chapter 72

The two assassins look up when Peter opens the door to the bedroom looking mildly confused. " Wade-" he freezes in his tracks when he sees the shape shifter sitting across from his love.
" What is she doing here?"

" Peter. You can't just expect me to turn a blind eye at this point." Max says. " I've done what I can but at this point I can't do anything without severely altering my position in S.H.I.E.L.D. It was hard enough to get myself out of containment and for them. To trust I wouldn't go haywire. If I do anymore they will become ever more suspicious of me."

Peter's widened gaze lands on his soulmate in horror. " She told you? You know what I am?" He asks backing away towards the wall.

"  Peter it's okay. There nothing wrong with that." Wade says standing, He approaches the Arachnid. " She just wants me to help you. It's alright Peter nothing is going to happen I promise okay."

" No. No. I was supposed to keep it away from everyone. No one should know. She should be dead. She shouldn't have found out. Now you know. You're going to leave. You're going to freak out because of what I am. What I've done. I didn't mean any of the things I did. Not completely but it's not my fault I don't feel bad. It jus happens. I don't want to do it but I do. I'm sorry." Peter panics, tears already falling down his as backs into a corner as Wade slowly moves closer. " I needed to I was hungry. You get hungry, everyone gets hungry. It's not my fault. I didn't do it! It wasn't me! Don't get mad please! I'm so sorry! I didn't want you to know, I didn't want anyone to know, I wanted I starve and then maybe it wouldn't bother me as much. I could teach myself not to need it. But I can't!" Peter yells as his breathing picks up pace. His eyes searching around the room as if he's looking for something that's going to attack him, to try and kill him for his deeds.

" He's going into another panic attack. " Max warns as she herself stands to approach.

" Stop!" Peter tells when his gaze snaps in her direction. Max hesitates and looks at Wade.

" Peter. Hey it's okay." Wade says kneeling down to where Peter had slid down the wall.

" No." Peter responds As he starts to visibly tremble.

" Move." Max says moving past Wade abruptly. Neither he nor the boxes can do much more then give a confused expression before a needle is suddenly exposed and pushed into Peter's arm.

The action done before Wade snaps him back into movement as he quickly stands and shoves the smaller female away from his soulmate. It isn't two seconds before she's forcefully shoved into the dry wall with her feet four inches off the grounds so to be an even hight with the tall man.

( Only four inches is pretty impressive for a girl.)

" Yeah well you should see what else I can do with my feet off the ground. It's much more impressive then my height." Max snaps, her hands wrapped around the wrists shoving her shoulders into the wall trying to pull herself out ever so slightly. She huffs. " I swear. I'm a different universe is be beating the shit out of you right now. Like I've been seriously down graded here. I don't know what you've done but I can't feel anything below my waist." She says glancing at him.

( Okay is this a trick or...)

[ I didn't hear a crack.]

" D-did you sever my spinal chord?" She asks, pure fear washing over her face.

[ Something behind her could have slice into her back and in between her disks. If you move her it should hurt. See if she's lying. ]

( What if she's using her ' resources ' and  listening to this. She could be faking. )

[ There's blood running down the wall.]

" What did you inject him with." Deadpool demands, not daring to move her from the position in the wall yet.

" I-.. I-it was just a sedative. " She choked out. " P-Please get me off." She struggles to say as small sounds of pain come from her.

" A little strait forward done you think?"

She musters a small smile in response. " Fuck you."

" Point proven. And no I think you'll stay there. Im not done talking to you." The Merc says in a dangerous calm.

" Fair enough." She huffs in pain.

" Who's your eyes and ears? Your resource? Is it Stark? Maximoff?"

" Neither. They don't have the truest identity. It's complicated."

" Life is complicated. Cough it up or you're going to have more problems then you already have." He threatens. He glances over at his arachnid who is now laying motionless on the floor. " I swear if you hurt him I'll find a way to kill you."

" Wouldn't torture be more satisfactory?" Max responds. One of her hands moves away from gripping his wrist to quickly grab the strap holding his kantanas on his back. She pulls forward with more strength the mercenary would have expected from the female,
Forcing him to move closer while at the same time pulling herself off the wall and away from what ever had injured her.

A wave of intense pain in the movement in her spine causes her to cry out shortly in pain before slipping to the floor to lay at his feet. She looks back at the wall to see a thing nail that had been exposed by the force of her back being shoved into the surface. " Fuck you. I don't know if I can heal from that." She says turning her face away to hide her utter fear at the idea of never being able to walk or fly again. " Why won't you go away? You've tried and now look at what's happened."

" There are many things wrong with me. Choosing favorites just tends to be on of the very minor details in that bucket of chum." She snaps. She may be injured. But that's never stopped her  from sassily or getting the job done.