Peter put a hand on his stomach as he felt the baby kick, smiling. He couldn't wait till Wade got home.
Peter was two months pregnant, and was going to tell Wade so today. Steve, one of Peter's parents, had had a medical condition that allowed him to have a child. They had had their suspicions that Peter might have inherited it, and now, he knew that he obviously had.
Wade was at the Weapon X building, where he was getting treatment for his cancer.
Peter was taken out of his thoughts to his phone ringing. The caller ID told him that it was his dad, Tony.
"What's up?" Peter asked.
"Peter, something's happened." Tony began.
Peter felt his heartbeat quicken. Had Papa gotten hurt at work?
"What?" Peter asked.
"It's Wade. The building . . . It blew up."
