Kickin' Ass and Takin' Names // Deadpool's Daughter *ON HOLD*

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Six days, nine hours, thirteen minutes, and 32 seconds. That's how long father has been gone and every second that goes by is as bad, if not worse than the last. I haven't talked to or seen anyone since except the occasional visits from Jean who tries to make small talk and offer to make me food since I haven't eaten (or slept) in a couple days.

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I was sitting in father's office as usual and I heard the door open slowly. I could see red hair out of the corner in my eye and I assumed it was Jean with one of her routine visits. "I'm fine, Jean."

I didn't here a response, all I heard were footsteps coming closer. I swiveled the chair around and-

"Natasha?" I gasped. 

"Hi, Grace." She said as I stood up to hug her. "I heard about what happened to Charles..."

She could tell that I immediately appeared to be almost balling my eyes out upon hearing that name. 

"and I am very sorry, you must be going through so much but Charles asked me to give you this-" She pulled a DVD in a white paper envelope out of her left pocket in her pants. "-if the time came when he wasn't here anymore." 

"W-What's on it?" I questioned as I felt like it was getting harder to breathe. 

"No clue. But it is meant for you and you only." She said, handing the envelope to me. "You're very strong, Grace. I know you can pull through this." She reassured me, as she hugged me and then walked out the door.