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From Across the Hallway - Chapter 4

When Missy moves in across the hallway with her two-year old daughter Emily, into what is definitely NOT the best neighborhood, perhaps Wade Wilson can be there for them to brighten their world, and keep an eye out for them when they need it most… Hurt/Comfort/Friendship/Family, and perhaps a little something more…

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Wade's apartment was just how had Missy imagined it. Casual, cool, if a little rough around the edges…just like Wade himself.

The pair of them, Missy and Emily, hand-in-hand, entered cautiously through the door, Emily gazing around in awe.

Their neighbour, immediately began picking up a t-shirt and a pair of jeans, that were haphazardly strewn across the floor, flinging them into his laundry basket in the corner of the room.

"Feel free to sit down, make your gorgeous selves at home" he said gesturing to a couch and a couple of chairs that stood on the far side of the apartment, next to a large window that looked out onto the city. "You can borrow my laptop if you need it, but I wouldn't go through my browser history if I were you…"

Missy rolled her eyes, shaking her head, before leading Emily over to the couch, picking her up and sitting her down onto the squishy sofa cushions.

"Thanks…" she uttered, looking over at him and unbuttoning the little girls coat. It was much, much warmer in here.

But Wade merely smiled, looking happy.

She was sure he must have a lot of visitors. He wasn't exactly bad looking and definitely seemed like the kind of guy that would have plenty of friends…but Wade seemed almost enamoured with having them here.

He immediately busied himself with tidying things away and making the place look presentable, before grabbing his laptop, placing it down onto the end of the couch beside her.

Missy gave him a nod as she unbuttoned her own coat, removing it and placing it neatly down beside Emily's.

For the slightest of seconds she caught Wade's eye, as he looked her up and down. She was just in a navy pencil skirt, pale blue blouse and nude heels, nothing special, but the way he was looking at her…

But she instantly pushed this away from her thoughts, turning her attention back to her daughter.

She ran a hand over her soft brown hair.

"You ok, sweetie?" she asked gently.

Emily gave a nod back.

"Hot chwocolat?" she asked, her little green eyes searching Missy's face.

Missy smiled lovingly, before glancing up at Wade who was currently beaming.

"Hot chocolate for the little princess and her beautiful queen of a mama, coming right up," he said quickly, moving over to them and picking up the tv remote. "But first maybe some cartoons? Teenage Mutant Ninja turtles were always my favourite…huuuge fan of Leonardo."

Wade switched on the tv, flipping over to the kids channel, and began to turn up the volume…higher and higher…

People always tried to compensate for Emily's hearing loss…it was no fault of their own…they only thought they were doing what's best for the little girl.

But Missy lifted her hand, placing it on Wade's quickly.

"You can keep the volume low, she just likes to look at the pictures anyway," she said, giving Wade a small smile.

He paused for a moment, her hand still on his, before she pulled it away, staring back down at Emily.

Behind her, Wade turned down the volume and headed over to his kitchenette, looking apologetic.

Missy gave a sigh, glancing at Emily, her little eyes fixed on the brightly lit cartoons. She felt her daughter's hands, finally starting to warm up.

She really did regret not keeping on top of everything and paying that bill when she should have.

Missy pursed her lips together, before pulling Wade's laptop towards her.

Twenty minutes later Missy was still sat on Wade's couch on her phone, on hold to the electricity company.

Wade had handed Emily his Batman figurine to play with, and the little girl was taking great delight in tracing over the superheroes mask with her chubby fingers.

Two steaming mugs of hot chocolate had been placed down in front of them, and now Wade stood close by, folding a huge pile of laundry.

Missy glanced over at him momentarily, shaking her head.

Finally after another minute or so, a shrill voice came down the line.

"Ok Melissa, all that seems to be in order, you've paid your bill in full and should have power back on sometime within the next six hours."

"Six hours?" said Missy loudly, causing Emily beside her to jump at the tone of her voice and Wade to look up at her concernedly. "But I've got my daughter…and we've got no power to make dinner….or keep warm…"

But the lady down the line was barely listening

"Would you be interested in hearing about any of our offers for solar panels today?" asked the woman, blatantly reading from a script.

Missy gave a loud "Ughhh…" hanging up the phone.

"Six hours!" she said incredulously, turning to Wade. "Six hours until the power comes back on!"

Her blonde neighbour frowned, putting down the shirt he was folding and walking slowly over to her.

"Well you're more than welcome to stay here tonight-" he said in a playful voice. "If you wanted to snuggle…"

But Missy wasn't in a very playful mood…

She pulled at her lip with her teeth, looking back to Emily who was staring up at her, her face full of worry.

"Sorry baby, Mommy shouldn't have yelled like that," she said, leaning over and kissing the little toddler's forehead.

Emily snuggled into her lovingly.

Oh god, was she just a bad parent? After that year she had had….well…it wasn't a surprise that she would think that…

Missy looked sadly down into her lap, barely even noticing Wade staring over at her.

Suddenly and without a sound, he was at her side.

Missy only realised when she felt a sudden hand on her shoulder.

"Hey…I was being serious…" he said, in a genuine tone, his chocolate eyes honest. "If you need to stay here tonight…"

He gave an easy smile.

"…I just did my laundry so my sheets are clean and daffodil fresh!"

Missy laughed before she could stop herself.

Even Emily looked up at her, as if surprised by the sound which had come out of her Mom's mouth.

It had been a long time since Missy had laughed, that was for sure!

"Thank you," said Missy, lowering her defences slightly, staring up into Wade's face.

There was just something about him…

"No problem…." he replied grinning, looking between her and Emily. "So….I guess if you're not going back to your place for a while and I'm guessing Chicken Little here will need to eat…"

He looked at the little girl and stroked his thumb across her cheek gently.

"..how about some mac and cheese…my speciality!"

Missy smiled back, as to her surprise, Emily let out a tiny giggle at Wade's contact.

"Isn't everything your speciality?" Missy asked Wade mockingly, turning and tickling Emily's tummy, causing the toddler to burst into further fits of giggles.

Missy gazed at her daughter dreamily, as Wade looked on, beaming at the pair of them.

In a matter of minutes the microwave had pinged…Wade, having cleared his rickety little table, placed a steaming orange gloop of mac and cheese down in front of a seated Emily, as her Mom sat beside her.

"What do you say to Wade, sweetie?" asked Missy, smoothing down the little girl's tuft of hair.

"Fank you, Wadee," said Emily shyly, in very broken speech, before picking up the fork with her chubby little fingers.

"You're welcome," said Wade perching on the back of his couch, grinning widely. "And as I always say, what could be more nutritious than luminous mac and cheese?"

Missy instantly smiled up at him.

She could feel herself slowly letting her guard down…for the first time in a long time.

"Y'know I've made enough for all of us and if I'm honest you look like you could use a good meal packed full of e-numbers and trans fats," he said to Missy, cocking a scarred eyebrow over towards her. "At the moment you've got this whole 'I only drink kale juice and eat avocado' kinda vibe going on…."

Missy gave an incredulous laugh, causing Emily to look up at her once again.

"I do not…" she muttered getting to her feet and strolling over to Wade, folding her arms over her blouse. "…I'll have you know…I can binge eat Mexican food and pizza with the best of them…"

Wade looked at her in mock surprise, as she grinned.

"Then you realise, Mademoiselle, that you are pretty much my dream girl, right?" he said in a goading voice, as his eyes fixed onto hers.

But Missy merely smirked, ignoring his comment and quickly turning back towards Emily, walking over to her once more.

"That yummy baby?" she asked, as Emily chewed on the soft pasta, mouth open.

The little girl gave a nod, looking between Missy and Wade, as if transfixed by them.

Missy supposed that Emily had never really seen Missy have this much contact with anyone other than Missy's aunt…

Missy smiled to herself, staring down at her feet before turning and glancing back over towards Wade.

"You know what? I'll take that mac and cheese….if it's going?" she asked, gazing at him. "Thanks."

Wade smiled back, giving a playful look that merely said - 'I was totally right…'

An hour later and Emily was asleep.

The trio had finished their mac and cheese and hot chocolate and moved to the couch, Emily instantly clambering onto Missy's lap and snuggling into her.

It wasn't long before the tiny toddler's eyes had fluttered closed. It was late for her to be up and not in her own bed.

All of this was Missy's mess…if she hadn't been so concerned about herself…about her job…

She looked down at her hand as her fingers stroked against her daughter's warm cheek, absent-mindedly.

Missy couldn't believe she had been this selfish…

"Hey," said Wade suddenly from the armchair, breaking Missy from her thoughts. He had obviously been staring at her for a while. "You think the power's back on at your place yet?"

Missy blinked a few times, flushing red.

Oh god, had they outstayed their welcome?

Gathering Emily up into her arms, Missy made to get to her feet.

"Sorry, yeah, of course…" she murmured, avoiding his eyes, feeling wholly embarrassed.

"No, no, no!" said Wade quickly. "I only meant, if it's not, you should stay here…like I said, I made the bed, the sheets are clean…and Em-bear is looking kinda out for the count…"

He looked at the expression on her face.

"…don't worry," he said in an innocent tone, raising his hands aloft. "….no ulterior motive, I swear. Scouts honour."

Missy stared at him for the longest of moments…..before she gave him a small smile.

"Thank you…for the offer… I appreciate it…"

And she really did…

"…but I should probably check on my place…"

Easing Emily off of her, she got to her feet and strutted across the room on her high heels, grabbing her keys.

She heard Wade following behind her as she crossed the hallway and pushed open her door, but to her delight, the room was warm and lit.

She gave a relived sigh, before turning back to Wade, who was stood close behind her.

"No need to cuddle up to me tonight then?" he said with a smirk, before placing a hand to his chest. "I'm hurt…"

"Lucky escape more like," said Missy, poking him in the ribs with her polished fingernail. "You'd only have been woken like eight times in the night by Emily wanting to pee, or Emily having a nightmare…etcetera, etcetera…"

But Wade gave an easy shrug, grinning.

"Ahhhh, I wouldn't have minded….it would have been like bunking with my old Grandpa again…" he uttered in a sarcastic tone.

Missy let out a chuckle, her eyes glancing to the floor, and for a long second, silence fell between the pair…

She really was very grateful for all this…but couldn't even find the worlds to tell him so….

Missy had put up so many barriers…she was finding it hard to let anyone break them….and here this guy was, walking right through…into their lives…

"I should go get Emily…" she uttered in a quiet voice, biting her lip, before nudging past him.

Missy kept her head bowed low as she walked. She was tired too…and all this had just been too much for her on top of an already exhausting week!

Reaching Wade's couch, Missy lifted Emily into her arms as the little girl gave a gentle grizzle, before walking back over to the door, where Wade was standing, hands shoved into the pockets of his jeans.

Missy paused when she reached him.

This guy she barely even knew….

"Thanks…" she murmured in a quiet voice, gazing slowly up into his eyes. "I really don't know what we'd have done without your help…"

Wade grinned.

"Probably frozen to death…" he said with a matter-of-fact nod.

Missy smiled.

"Well….thanks anyway…." she said, searching for the words. "I appreciate it….we both do…"

And with that Missy gave him one last nod, before crossing the hallway, and closing the door behind her.

Wade lingered in his own doorway for a long moment, letting out a sigh and running a hand over his face…before he too closed the door behind him with a snap.

Leaving the corridor empty once again…

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From Across the Hallway - Chapter 3

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Missy's week had been anything but easy…each and every day Missy had gone to work, with the whispers still floating around the office…

And on top of that, Emily had been as quiet as ever…

She wasn't a fussy little girl and rarely cried, but she was as shy as anything and Missy could tell she was upset by the fact she had gotten more and more subdued and silent as they days had progressed. This past week, being away from Missy and having to deal with the loud noises and unfamiliar faces at the crèche, it was hurting her, Missy could easily see that.

But right now it was their only choice… Missy couldn't afford not to work and having a crèche in her office block was a massive saving grace for her. There wasn't many workplaces where she would be that lucky.

But today it was Friday and Missy and Emily were looking forward to the entire weekend, just the two of them.

But the moment they had arrived back at 4.30pm, after taking a detour through the ever-darkening park on the way home, their afternoon had descended into chaos.

They had opened the front door, only to find that that their power was out and by the looks of it, had been for the majority of the day. This meant that the entire apartment was freezing cold and now plunged into darkness.

"No, no, no…" uttered Missy under her breath, flipping the light on and off as Emily stuck by her heels, looking up at her Mom a little worriedly.

"Itsh dark," muttered the little girl, slurring her words slightly, which wasn't uncommon for her.

Missy stroked the top of Emily's head stepping further into the room, the only light, currently coming from the lit-hallway behind them, through the open door.

"I know sweetie, Mommy thought she'd paid the bill on Tuesday," she said matter-of-factly, pulling her cell phone from her purse, the bright light from the device illuminating her face.

She checked her bank account quickly.

Crap, the money hadn't gone out. She know she'd SEEN the bill, but with everything going on at the moment, she had obviously forgotten to pay it.

At her side, Emily clutched at her leg.

"It's ok, Mommy will fix it," said Missy biting her lip.

God, it was freezing in here. It was late November and a chill had crept over the city over the past few weeks, with the temperature having dropped dramatically, right in time for their move.

Missy hurriedly strode across the room, searching over her box-strewn living room for the pile of letters and bills she knew was around there somewhere.

But it was dark and impossible to see a thing, even with the light from her phone.

Oh could this day get any worse?!

"Is living in the dark a new trend I haven't quite caught onto yet?" came a sudden voice from behind her.

Oh it definitely could get worse…

She turned to see Wade standing in the hallway, leaning up against her doorframe, arms folded, staring into the gloomy apartment, a big grin across his face.

Missy gave an irritated huff.

"I forgot to pay the bill, ok?" she snapped, before she could stop herself.

Why was she even having to explain herself to him anyway?

Emily looked behind her, obviously wondering who Missy was talking to, her green eyes staring suddenly up at Wade.

"Hiya Em," he said his voice sweet. "It's kinda dark in here, huh?"

The tiny girl gave a nod and waved at him suddenly with her chubby hand.

Wade beamed.

Missy gave a sigh, spinning around on the spot, checking the space around her for the bills. But beneath the piles of cardboard boxes and Emily's toys it was impossible to see anything.

"I've got a flashlight, if you want to borrow one?" offered Wade.

She could from his tone that he was smirking.

Missy gritted her teeth.

"No thanks!" she said in a high-pitched voice. "I'm fine, I-"

But before she could utter another word, Missy had tripped over a pile of boxes and come crashing down onto the hardwood floor with a bump.

Emily let out a squeak of fright.

In a flash, Wade had strode across the room, closing the gap between them, clutching a hand beneath her arm.

"Up you get, Ms Clumsy," he said in a mocking tone, which Missy did not appreciate one little bit.

She snatched her arm away from him.

"I can get up myself, thank you very much," she snarled, clambering to her feet with great difficulty on her sky-high-heels.

She heard Wade at her side let out a chuckle, as he walked back over to where Emily was still stood, just a couple of feet inside the room.

He crouched down in front of the little girl, smiling.

"Now your mommy is an independent lady," said Wade with a nod. "…and you know what? That's my favourite kind of lady…"

Emily just gaped at him for a long moment, before looking down at the floor shyly and turning around on the spot.

"She's shy…" offered Missy, suddenly gazing over at them. "She doesn't really interact with others all that well."

Wade looked around at Missy.

"She interacts with you…" he said blinking.

Missy glanced down at the floor momentarily before looking up at Wade once again.

"That's because I know how to talk to her…a lot of people, they find out that she's hard of hearing, and they just yell at her, thinking that will solve all the problems…but it just makes things worse…she hates loud noises.." Missy gave an inward sigh. "She's fine if you just talk slowly to her and make eye contact…like you should with any normal child…"

Wade paused for a second, his brown eyes roving over Missy's face.

"Noted…" he uttered simply.

Suddenly at his side, Emily let out a shiver.

It was bitterly cold in the apartment and right now Missy regretted not keeping on top of things better.

What on earth was she going to do if Emily got sick…she couldn't afford to take time off…not now…imagine what the popele ta work would say about that?

Not to mention Emily's health…the little girl struggled as it was…

Missy worried at her lip, fretting.

"Listen," said Wade suddenly, snapping Missy out of her trance. "You wanna come over to my place?"

His voice was genuine and soft.

He turned to Emily.

"I've got hot chocolate with little marshmallows.." he said in a tempting voice, causing the little girl to look up at him wide-eyed.

But Missy gave a frown.

This probably wasn't a good idea….she barely even knew this guy…

"Hot chwocolat?" repeated Emily in what was barely a whisper.

Wade smiled down at her with gentle brown eyes.

"And it sure is a bit warmer than this place is…" he said glancing back over at Missy. "In fact I think a house made of ice vodka luges would be warmer than this…"

Missy gave a gulp.

"I-I don't know…" she murmured biting at her lip, worriedly, and shifting her weight from foot to foot.

But Wade gave an easy shrug, getting to his feet as Emily watched him.

"Look it's just an offer…" he said with a chuckle. "But I do have wifi if you need to get in touch with the electricity company that way…and besides my hot cholate is pretty infamous…"

He turned to Emily.

"…The secret is lots of marshmallows!" he said in a loud whisper behind his hand, causing Emily to blink her eyes up at him curiously.

Perhaps going over to Wade's for a minute or two would be a better option, Missy thought to herself. Instead of rooting around in the dark for a missing paper bill she might have thrown out anyway.

She stared up at her neighbour warily.

There he was, in his usual sheepskin jacket and black tee, looking every inch a guy she would normally cross the street to avoid.

But it was Emily, who let out another silent shiver, who made up Missy's mind for her.

"Ok…" Missy uttered in a quiet tone. "Just until I manage to get this bill paid and get the power back on…"

Wade instantly clapped his hands together, happily, causing Emily to wince slightly, backing away from him in fright.

The blonde man looked suddenly shamefaced at the little girl's reaction.

But Missy merely walked across the room, taking Emily's hand in her own and stroking her cheek.

"Shhh, it's ok baby, it was just Wade…" she said in a soft voice.

Wade shook his head.

"Sorry," he said, looking between them.

And for the first time, Missy saw something in him…. something far removed from his usual cocky swagger. Something genuine, remorseful….honest…

"It's fine…" she said giving him a ghost of a smile, which Wade reciprocated, looking slightly relieved.

And with that, he led the way across the hallway, pushing open the door to his apartment, as Missy and Emily followed.

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From Across The Hallway - Chapter 2

When Missy moves in across the hallway with her two-year old daughter Emily, into what is definitely NOT the best neighbourhood, perhaps Wade Wilson can be there for them to brighten their world, and keep an eye out for them when they need it most...

It was 8.20 and Missy was already running late.

Today was her first day at her new job, and from past experience, Missy knew that bad impressions lasted.

The plan was to drop Emily off at the office crèche on the sixth floor before taking the trip up to the eleventh floor where she now worked as an office assistant.

But despite Emily waking her up super early, Missy had no idea where the morning had gone…

Between giving Emily her breakfast and letting her play a little with her favourite stuffed animal, Missy had somehow found the time to shower and get dressed.

Now she had already popped Emily into her fluffy coat and mittens, and was now pulling on her own beige trench coat, ready to head out the door.

Missy smoothed down her slightly curled hair, hoping that it looked ok.

Having only moved in a couple of days ago, she hadn't even had a change to unpack let alone find a mirror amongst the chaos of boxes. Her priority had been to get out Emily's toys and clothes, more to make the little girl feel at home than anything else.

So having dabbed on a little makeup in the bathroom mirror and pulling on a white blouse, pencil skirt and high heels, she only hoped she looked the part. It had been a while since she had worked and of course she was nervous.

But letting out a long breath to steady herself, she knew that this was all a good thing. A job meant that she could support her and Emily alone… without help from anyone else….

"You ready sweetie?" she asked her tiny daughter, bending down and grasping her hand gently.

Emily stared up at Missy, before smiling.

"Yesh," she said with a big nod, causing Missy's heart to instantly melt.

She loved her daughter more than anything in this world. But the prospect of spending time away from her like this was killing her. She knew today was definitely going to be tough for the both of them.

Missy picked up her purse, hanging it from her elbow, before tugging open the front door.

The pair of them ambled out into the hallway, only to be met with a familiar face.

"You off for an early morning stroll momma-bear?" came the sudden voice of her next-door neighbour, Wade.

There he was again. All tall and blonde and rough around the edges, standing in practically the same spot she had left him in fourteen hours earlier.

Missy immediately scowled.

"Are you stalking us?" she said narrowing her eyes, her voice icy.

But Wade merely grinned his silly grin, causing Missy to growl beneath her breath.

There was something about that swagger, that cockiness, that irritated her so much…

But he ignored her glare and merely took a step fowards, before crouching down and bouncing on his heels, coming to look directly at Emily.

"Hey there Em-bear? How you doing? You off for a play-date?" he asked her, his voice soft….different now.

Missy frowned down at him. What was his deal?

"She won't-" Missy began, snappily.

But before she could say another word, there came a sudden tiny voice…

"I play now," said Emily, in what was perhaps the shyest tone imaginable.

Her daughter never normally talked to anyone, let alone strangers, so it wasn't surprising that Missy's jaw dropped slightly.

Wade's face broke into a wide smile, his dark brown eyes wrinkling at the corners.

"That is super awesome," he said in a friendly tone, causing Emily to look away shyly and clutch at Missy's bare leg with her mittened paw. "I've kinda got a play date of sorts myself today."

Slowly and with a groan, Wade got to his feet, his eyes finally reaching Missy's again.

"And by play date I mean work…" he said to Missy, rolling his eyes sarcastically.

Missy pursed her lips.

"And what is it you do?" she said icily. "Drug dealer, or male gigolo?"

He tone was mocking.

But Wade merely let out a chuckle, skimming around her question.

"So a play date, huh? I've gotta say you look a little overdressed for that…" he swiped back, smirking, as his eyes roved up and down her slender form. "Those shoes really appropriate for a game of tag?"

But Missy didn't grace him with a retort, she merely stared him down, studying him carefully.

She knew that this neighbourhood wasn't the best. Hell, even the real-estate agent who had shown her around the place had advised her against living here. But it had been one of the only places in Missy's rent budget that had been close to her office-building. Besides, although it was a little rough around the edges, she could make it into a home, she knew that. As long as she didn't start associating herself with the weirdos that hung around here, everything would fall into place.

Her neighbour was just a little older than she was, by the looks of it, but looked like he had been more than just a few bar fights over the years. From the scar that ran through his eyebrow, to the remnants of what looked like a broken nose, he looked a little…thrown together, at best.

Besides why would a guy like this ever be interested in talking to her or Emily anyway?

And after what had happened with Scott…

Missy gulped….well, all she knew was that she couldn't let her guard down….not again.

"Well, we need to go," said Missy, a little louder than normal, clasping Emily's hand tightly, knowing that the little girl was sure to look up and hear her. "Come on baby."

And with that, Missy strutted away, without more than a back glance at Wade, her heart pounding in her chest as she did so.

It was 3.45pm and Missy had already had the worst day.

Her job had been fine and getting to grips with the tasks that she had been given had been the easy part. It was the people who had made the day difficult for her.

As soon as they had seen her, whispers had carried around the office.

"Oh her, yeah she's the new part-timer…"

"Yeah she's got a kid, so they let her leave early…"

That was true of course, she finished her work day at 3.15, but was only contracted until that time, which meant her pay was less than everyone else's…but obviously according to them, she was a slacker…a person who had got special treatment from the boss.

"He obviously felt sorry for her…a single mom…how could he say no?"

The whispers had continued over her lunchbreak where she had sat alone at her desk, rather than go to the staff canteen like everyone else.

But the worst part still had yet to come.

Thirty minutes ago she had shut down her PC and headed down to the crèche to pick up Emily.

She was so excited to see her after what had felt like the longest day apart from her little girl.

But the moment she had stepped inside, one of the staff had approached her, their face worried-looking and for a brief moment Missy had panicked.

But the lady had given her a sad look, sighing.

"We tried our best with her," started the lady, without even saying hello. "But Emily didn't want to join in with the other children…"

She gestured over her shoulder to the large room, where fifteen or so children were playing loudly, running about, barging into one another, having fun.

But as hard as Missy searched, she just couldn't seem to see that recognisable tuft of brown hair anywhere in amongst the crowd.

It was then that she finally spotted her….and her heart plummeted.

Emily was sat on the floor in the far corner of the room, alone, her head bowed and a large book propped open on her lap. She had tucked herself into the tiniest corner of the room away from the others.

Missy of course recognised that stance…she knew it very well.

Emily would do this was she was feeling uncomfortable and scared. She would hide herself away, try to block out the noise and make herself as tiny as possible to try and get away from it all.

"I know she has difficulty hearing…" started the woman.

But Missy growled.

"She's deaf…I told one of the other staff that this morning," snapped Missy defensively. "If you talk to her slowly and make sure she's looking at you, s-she's fine…"

"I understand that," said the woman attempting a false smile. "But we have a lot of children here, so special attention can't really be given to one child over the other, our staff are stretched as it is. Look, if Emily doesn't at least try and get along and join in with the other children it makes our job hard for us. Listen, there might be other options you could look at. Specialised nurseries…"

At these words Missy's eyes blackened.

She ignored the woman's comment and stalked across the room, heading straight for the corner where Emily was sat with her tiny back to her.

Missy as always, came around to face her little daughter, so that she would catch her attention.

"Hey sweetie-pie," she said in a clear voice, as Emily gazed up at Missy with bright green eyes.

Instantly the little girl scrunched up her face, as a kid across the room let out a loud scream.

"I know, I know, baby," said Missy, more to herself than Emily, clutching the little girl to her. Emily immediately buried her face in Missy's coat.

Missy's heart was ready to tear in two.

This entire thing had been a mistake…

That was thirty minutes ago…now the pair of them had walked home quietly hand in hand, finally reaching their apartment building.

It was then that Missy saw him again.

Wade, her neighbour, trudging towards them, coming from the opposite direction.

Spotting them, he immediately raised his hands innocently.

"Ok, ok, before you say anything, I swear I am not stalking you," he said smiling, his tone playful. "I've just had a rough day and now have an afternoon date with a pint of ice cream and a season of The Walking Dead."

With that, he held aloft a tub of cookie-dough ice cream.

But Missy was still too downhearted to argue with him or even to fling him a snappy response.

But Emily managed to stare up at Wade, studying carefully with her bright green orbs.

The blonde man caught the little girl's eye.

"You enjoy your play date, Em?" he said, perhaps a little too loudly, as people often did when talking with her.

But Emily slowly shook her head, giving a little pouty face before looking down at her white mittens.

Missy noticed Wade give the slightest of frowns before immediately looking back up to Missy questioningly.

Missy paused for a second before giving a sigh. Her eyes dropping down to the ground too.

"We've just had a rough day too…" she explained, her voice breaking slightly.

But Missy couldn't look at him. As if now, after all she had been through, she would admit she was struggling… even to this complete stranger.

She merely gave Emily the tiniest of tugs as they headed up the steps towards her building, and through the front door.

Wade was hot at their heels, but he didn't say another word as they climbed the steps up towards the hallway they shared.

It was only when they had reached the landing did Emily suddenly pull on Missy's hand, as Wade turned towards his front door, pulling out his keys.

The little girl looked up at Missy before suddenly pointing with her mitten towards the tall, blonde, guy next door.

Emily uttered something Missy didn't quiet catch.

Missy crouched down beside her daughter, tucking a long strand of caramel hair behind her own ear.

"What was that sweetie?" she asked gently, as Wade glanced back over towards them.

"Ice cweam," said Emily in a sudden tiny voice, pointing up at Wade once more.

Her neighbour gave a chuckle, his face brightening.

But Missy shook her head. "No baby, we haven't got a freezer yet for ice cream…" she said stroking her thumb across Emily's chubby baby cheek.

The little girl looked immediately crestfallen.

"You can have it," came a sudden voice from right beside them and Missy turned to see Wade now standing at their side, holding out the tub towards Emily. "Why do you need a freezer when you can eat it now?"

Missy looked up at him for a second before turning back to her daughter.

"Because we haven't had our dinner yet, have we sweetie?" she said in a slow voice.

But Emily's little face was a picture of sadness, and after all that had happened today, Missy so wished she had some ice cream to give her. Right now she wished she could give her anything she wanted in the entire world…

"Nah," said Wade suddenly, coming to crouch down beside them, right in Emily's line of sight. "On bad days you gotta have ice cream before dinner. You think that sounds about right Em-bear?"

Emily gave a tiny nod, before looking over at Missy.

Missy paused a little uncertainly for a long moment as Wade held out the pint of ice cream towards her.

"Here you can have it…gotta watch my figure anyway," he said poking at his oh-so-flat abs.

Missy's lips twitched as her green eyes suddenly met with his chocolate ones.

She titled her head. Who even was this guy….?

After what felt like an eternity she finally gave a gulp and reached for her purse.

"Let me at least give you the money for it then…" she murmured, rifling around for a few dollars she knew she had stuffed inside her handbag, somewhere between a fruit-rollup and a ton of hair bows.

But Wade merely held the ice cream in front of her face, shaking his head and giving a smirk.

"Hey, don't worry about it. Us male gigolos make tons of cash…" he said in a mocking tone, his eyes flashing with something Missy couldn't quite put her finger on.

She froze for a moment, one hand still mid-way through rooting around inside her purse…. before slowly retracting it and taking the ice cream from his grasp a little apprehensively.

She gave a another gulp, before-

"Thank you," she murmured in a soft tone.

After the day she had had, this generosity was overwhelming to her.

She slowly got to her feet as Wade mirrored her, doing the same.

Missy plucked out her keys from her bag, her eyes drifting away from his and down to Emily who was staring up at the pair of them.

"You want some ice cream then, sweetie?" she said affectionately to the little girl who nodded her head slowly, her mouth gaping open.

Missy smiled, her fingers toying with the little tuft of hair that stuck out from Emily's bow.

And as Missy glanced up, she caught Wade staring at her with the strangest expression on his face, looking at her as if truly seeing her for the first time.

Missy blinked at him a couple of times, staring back questioningly, before placing a hand to Emily's head and opening her front door.

"Thanks again," she said curtly without turning around, her face blushing the slightest shade of pink as she headed inside.

But what Missy didn't notice was little Emily look around and give Wade the smallest of waves with her mittened hand, before the door finally swung shut behind them both.

Outside, Wade Wilson smiled to himself…

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