𝙎𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙨

𝘐𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘈𝘭𝘪𝘰𝘵𝘩

"..../n...."

"....Y/n...."

"Deadpool.... Wolverine.... Buttery.... Hawaiian rolls..."

"Y/n, wake up!" Y/n's eyes shoot wide open. She sits up to find that she was in a bed. "Hey, hon, you okay? You were yelling in your sleep." An Australian accent spoke next to her. Y/n looks over to find a shirtless Wolverine laying in a bed with her. Her eyes widen. "What the hell... Logan?"

He laughed, more tired, but it was out of amusement. "If that's what you want, sure, love." Y/n was more confused. "Where the hell are we?" She looks around the lightly lit room. It was a modern bedroom, clothes laying everywhere, black sheets, etc.

The most concerning thing she saw next to her was the photo frame of her in a (f/c) wedding dress/suit/other and Logan in a matching tuxedo, minus the beard and kitty hair. She felt lightheaded. "Okay, what did Wade do this time?" Wolverine next to her was confused. "What are you taking about? Were the shooting scenes getting to your head, Y/n?"

She quickly got out of bed to find herself in sleepwear. "This isn't happening... this isn't happening..." Y/n brushed her hair back. "Logan, what the hell is going on?" He stares at her whilst still sitting in bed. "Logan? Y/n, it's Hugh.."

Ho.....ly....fuck.

No. No, no, no, no, no, no... But, yes. This was a freaky situation. Y/n looks at the picture of them once more. So... they're married.. She felt her hands shake. "This isn't fucking real. I- I need a minute.." Y/n held herself. A thought softly grew past her anxiety. This was reality, no Deadpool, no Bloodbath, no saving the world. She began sweating.

Something wasn't right.

"A bad dream, dear?" Hugh grabs her hand. "Come here.." He holds her closely to his bare, slightly hairy chest. Y/n stared into space. "It's alright, gorgeous.. I got you.." This wasn't right... but it felt so right. She very slowly and hesitantly relaxed into his embrace. She was married to Hugh fucking Jackman. No Y/n Wilson, no people trying to kill her (hopefully), just a normal woman..

A soft baby cry came from across the room. Y/n perked her head up. "What is that?" She looks at the white bassinet with something alive inside. It was wailing and moving it's limbs flail around under the baby blanket. Y/n leaves Hugh's arms to slowly approach it. She grabs the blanket to look at the being underneath.

Once it was pulled off, there laid a baby with the head of Wade. "Y/n, wake the fuck up!"

Y/n was shaken up by Wade. Her eyes widen and her throat clenched a breath. She coughed out. "Hey, hey! Get the hell off her!" Logan shoved Wade off her. He squats down to her. "You okay?" Y/n stared at the sky. So she was back with the.. heroes? Was that real? No. Of course not. That was the reason it made a knot in her throat. Y/n laid back down with tears in her eyes. "No..."

She jolted and quickly got up. "Wade, listen to me!" Y/n grabs Wade's suit. "The craziest thing happened! I had you as a goddamn child," She then points at Wolverine with a red nose. "With him! And I cannot believe it! I don't want to give two fucks about that! I am telling you right now! That motherfuck- that motherfucker right there is not real!" Y/n sobs, still pointing at the very confused Wolverine.

"And you can sit in this desert, fucking die with him or not! I'm not going to." She wipes her eyes after pulling her mask up to wipe her ugly tears and sniffle. Wade tries to calm her down, only to be met with a slap. Y/n walks away to catch her breath and calm herself from the nightmare. He looks at Logan. "Don't just stand there, you ape. Give me hand with her. You're her knight in shining armour."