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Fic: Some things you’re just not supposed to see [Sep. 25th, 2005|02:14 pm]
Cable x Deadpool


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Title: Some things you’re just not supposed to see

Dislaimer: Don't own them
Rating: M15+
Notes: Takes place post issue 19
Summary: Emma gets an emergency call from Irene

Emma looked at the fragments of memory leaking out from behind the repression barrier that Irene's mind had hastily erected around the source of the trauma. The barrier, she observed, was second only to a telepaths, she'd had training, but whatever it was if it was traumatic enough to leak through that kind of barrier... it was bad.

The fragments were fuzzy and incomplete records from her senses, Cable’s hand on a heavily scared, maybe a burn victim’s, shoulder? With another fragment came another piece of the puzzle this one was a repeating motion. The last fragment Emma caught was a deep moan, Cable or maybe that burn victim he was consoling?

Irene always seemed so level headed, she had reported on all manor of man and mutant made atrocities but a former burn victim, making her repress this much? There had to be much, much more.

Emma couldn't tap the barrier directly; it would be much too traumatic for Irene when an easier way to surreptitiously slip into those memories existed. Go back to this morning, and work forward, skim the day's memories and she could follow the linkages between them behind the barrier.

Irene had started the day with breakfast, going over some of the reports separating them into important and... Well they would be read, just after everything else was done. Taking them and a pitcher of juice along with a few glasses on a tray she headed up the building towards Cable's penthouse.

When she got there, she almost didn’t believe it, she heard him laughing. Laughing. And someone else was laughing with him. When she pressed the door chime, the door slid open, privacy mode obviously not engaged, and she saw Cable and that idiotic companion of his, the former psychotic killer, who seemingly the only one completely without doubts about former part of that was Cable himself. Deadpool was sitting there laughing with him.

Cable's laugh was short, but Deadpool was holding his sides, his breathing was short, obviously he’d thought whatever joke he made was a real gut buster. But usually a Gut Buster with Deadpool, well Irene had guessed anyway, was him talking about small explosive device detonated in someone’s gut, but Cable wouldn't have had the short laugh, or the slight grin if that were the case.

Emma started skimming forward through the day, seeing things like lunch, talks on Providence's many patios, and as the she felt herself approaching what happened she reintegrated herself into the memory.

Irene was worried, Cable was late, and Cable was never late. The last time he was late, the Skornn, which Deadpool had explained, at length, against her protests, that it was with a K and two Ns, had been involved. Deadpool’s rant on that just went on and on, the only reason she had remained sane was because Cable rescued her. He’d seen her desperation and kindly said something about missing Deadpool’s gravelly Demi Moore voice over lunch.

Irene had noticed that lately they had been eating together, which was a reason for her fewer lunches with Cable, how Cable stood that man’s company, let alone his table manners, she couldn’t fathom. Deadpool completely forgot about his long rant about the Skornn, and started a friendly argument with Cable about it being Demee not Demi as Cable led him away.

She pulled up the security cameras in Cables entertaining area. She began fastforwarding; since she left it was just Cable and Deadpool sitting talking. They left, and then came back with lunch, a little after Deadpool had fallen asleep, strangely not on Cable’s couch but on his coffee table. Cable picked up the stack of reports she’d dropped off that morning and began reading through them, annotating them where necessary. Deadpool woke up as Cable put down the last of the reports, Cable left and then quickly returned with coffee.

Deadpool looked grateful for the coffee, and made his Irish, very Irish. Ireland wasn't as Irish as his coffee. Why the hell didn't these things have sound! Irene demanded of the universe, on screen she noticed that their body language was gradually changing, the tone of their conversation obviously changing, but to what?

Deadpool’s mask really was expressive if you watched it closely enough. He looked ever increasingly less sure of himself as the conversation went on. Cable had a little serene grin; whatever they were talking about wasn't fazing him in the least.

Cable said something and the conversation stopped. Nothing, absolutely nothing, moved, Cable, she assumed, was waiting for Deadpool to respond to him. Deadpool pulled of his mask and tried to stare Cable down, while saying something.

Cable put his hand on top of Deadpool’s as he said something.

Then, terror swept through her, Deadpool pounced off his chair grabbling Cable and barreling off Camera. She cycled through the other cameras, but none had a better view.

She'd warned Cable, she'd warned him! Just because you 'fixed' him, doesn't mean he's not still a psychopath, but he hadn't listened. He wouldn't listen, that human shaped cesspool had become Cable's, she didn't know, pet project, cause, or maybe even, she shuddered at the thought, a friend. Whatever the reason, he had been completely blind to the risks, which had now proved to be a certainty.

Emma felt those thoughts Irene had had as she ran to Cable's door as if they were her own. Irene ran her security card over the scanner, force opening the door, which slid open as silently as ever.

Emma felt the barrier, it had kicked in here just before whatever had happened, but she had integrated herself well enough in the memory to get past it. But now that the time was upon her, now the big reveal was about to happen, she wasn't sure she wanted to know. She separated slightly from the memory, if a hardened journalist could be affected this way, it had to be beyond an atrocity, probably a true crime against nature.

Had Deadpool strung Cable's intestines around the room like Christmas lights? Even Emma would admit that Cable was a positive force for change in the world. But her curiosity was piqued, she had to know, Emma remerged herself into Irene's memory. Irene slowly stuck her head out from behind the wall, glancing through the arch into Cable's bedroom.

Emma wished she could turn away, but she couldn't she was experiencing Irene's memory; she couldn't change it, no matter how much she wanted too. Not while she was still in them at least.

Cable's hands were running over Deadpool’s shoulders, his scared shoulders, and there was thrusting and Deadpool was really very flexible, but she'd never thought about how that would translate to this. He was kissing Cable while straddling him.

And Cable's moaning, it had been growing louder and louder, even muffled by what Emma and Irene assumed was Deadpool’s tongue. Irene's eye been drawn to the hands that were gripping ever tighter on Deadpool’s shoulder.

And then Nates hands squeezed, and the thrusting wound down.

Irene fled unnoticed.

The image of Cable… that final moment, it was burnt into Irene's subconscious; it kept popping up for the rest of afternoon. Irene’s attempts to banish it from her mind failed, nothing was getting rid of it, that's when she called Emma.

Emma disengaged from Irene's memory and pulled her into a close comforting hug, normally she wouldn't even think of doing that, but by god. She knew what the girl had gone through.


Cable looked Deadpool in the eye; well he assumed he was, damn cowls stopped you from looking into someone’s eyes. He had to say it, something like this; he wouldn't let it go unsaid.

"Wade, I feel for you."

Deadpool stopped, a stillness settled over the room, absolutely nothing moved, until finally Deadpool pulled off his mask.

Cable could finally see those eyes; they looked even more hurt, more hurt then he’d ever seen them before. They were trying to make him back down.

"You expect me to believe you could love a face like this!"

Cable put his hand on top of Deadpool’s as he said, "Wade, I already do."

[User Picture]From: fuzzmonkeys
2005-09-25 06:22 pm (UTC)
Now that my brain will form something other than, "C/D fic! Yay! Yay!" I'll put a real review. ^^

Love the fic! The end was so cute. And it was hilarious how Irene/Emma thought that Deadpool was going crazy and attacking Cable. Well, attacking him in a BAD way, at least.
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[User Picture]From: navisx
2005-09-26 02:14 pm (UTC)
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[User Picture]From: tentaclees
2005-10-18 07:57 pm (UTC)
well thank god someone finally wrote fic for these two. and a really well written one at that. :D i enjoyed this very much!
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[User Picture]From: navisx
2005-10-18 09:34 pm (UTC)
Thanks, It's not as good as my other stuff to be frank; I went little comma crazy in it. Glad you enjoyed.
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[User Picture]From: zara_the_pirate
2005-10-25 12:23 pm (UTC)
Love it and thanks for posting this.
"Ireland wasn't as Irish as his coffee"? Ha.
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[User Picture]From: navisx
2005-10-25 03:09 pm (UTC)
I'm glad you liked it and you're welcome. I'm gunna write an issue 21 ficlet with cables fantasy when I finish what I'm writing at the moment.

Well Wade seems like he would add so much booze to his coffee that it would be come slightly discolored and caffinated booze :)
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[User Picture]From: stranj100
2005-11-12 03:22 am (UTC)
Insert random X-men character here: But why him?

Cable: He makes me laugh.

This pairing is so wrong, but so right at the same time.
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[User Picture]From: navisx
2005-11-12 09:59 am (UTC)
:) Glad you enjoyed it :)
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[User Picture]From: commievampire
2005-11-18 06:10 am (UTC)
This is just one of those pairings, man. It's so cute in that weird way... I liked the writing style for this fic. It was really enjoyable and *gasp* cute like a mutated puppy of doom ^___^.
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[User Picture]From: navisx
2005-11-20 03:07 am (UTC)
It's so cute in that weird way... it is is isn't it, ... I liked the writing style for this fic. Thanks :)

It was really enjoyable and *gasp* cute like a mutated puppy of doom ^___^. LOL

Here's a bit of Draft of another one
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[User Picture]From: doc_hallownight
2006-01-22 03:32 am (UTC)
There are no words for the happiness this brings. Dude... C/D fic needs to happen more often.
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[User Picture]From: navisx
2006-01-22 09:49 am (UTC)
There are no words for the happiness this brings.
Glad you liked it. It's cool to get reviews on something I wrote ages back :D

C/D fic needs to happen more often.
I whole heartedly agree

There's a bit of another one here http://dizzycadence.livejournal.com/52327.html?thread=765543#t765543 and I've got a plotbunny that's demanding to be written off the latest issue that may be written eventually.

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[User Picture]From: fullmetal_cute
2006-02-13 12:16 am (UTC)
It's cute in the way only a story with Deadpool can be cute. By being absolutely mind destroying insane.
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[User Picture]From: navisx
2006-02-13 02:42 am (UTC)
mind destroying insane but it didn't even use the WD40 bit (I really need to get around to writing down some of the stuff in my head)

Thanks for R&R'ing it.
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[User Picture]From: gestalt1
2008-03-18 10:16 pm (UTC)
Arg, this has become my new drug, and I can't get enough of it!

This is really, really good. *shoots up with it*

*sigh of relief*

(Third time I've read this in as many days. Someone needs to write some more!!)
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[User Picture]From: navisx
2008-03-19 01:15 pm (UTC)
um... to be honest theres like an 10 page long smut tackular wadenate fic written down in between my nuclear physics lecture notes, but its all handwritten (and sometimes has random tracts of math between paragraphs!)
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From: crimsonquills
2008-06-01 05:35 am (UTC)
If Irene doesn't want that memory, I'd be happy to take it off her hands! *laughs* This was great, though, I was giggle all through it, being sure of what sight had scarred her so badly. *g*

Is it weird that the end of the Emma and Irene part kind of made me want Emma/Irene femslash?
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[User Picture]From: ranoshi_ai
2008-11-27 10:08 am (UTC)
I was left with the same feeling lol
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[User Picture]From: addygryff
2008-06-14 11:03 am (UTC)
This makes me very happy, it's so them, you know? The two of them can be so damn adorable at times. <3
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[User Picture]From: nova_bright
2008-11-11 03:31 am (UTC)
This is so awesome! Man, i love C/D fic, and there seems to be none around. Glad that what there is , like is is pure quality.

I love all of this fic. :)
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[User Picture]From: navisx
2008-11-11 03:01 pm (UTC)
You must be pretty far back in the archives to be finding this :)

Glad you enjoyed it
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[User Picture]From: hohaiyee
2009-06-01 05:52 pm (UTC)

re: some things you're just not supposed to see

I do have to admit that while I love reading fics about these two, pornfics too, I'm not too sure about visual porn...I've seen a few, but if someone were to be REALLY graphic and going with the burn victim reference, aaaaahhhh!
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[User Picture]From: prue84
2009-11-24 01:21 am (UTC)
The way Emma feared what she was about to see... totally cracked me up!
I loved this shot! <3
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[User Picture]From: navisx
2009-11-24 01:36 pm (UTC)
Thanks :)

So are you working backwards through the CD archives?
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[User Picture]From: torilldusk
2011-01-25 05:14 am (UTC)
LOL! I love C/D, really I do, they are the best, but I'm pretty sure I'd be traumatized by walking in on them, too! I feel for the girls. This is a perfect reaction story.
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