We're all fine here...how are you?

“It’s just - I miss the stupid idiot.” Deadpool says, sighing. 

“I mean,” He continues, glancing at Tony, “it’s not like – not as bad as you, obviously, he’s still alive and all, but…”

“He’s not here.” Tony finishes for him, leaning back against the log. The sun’s already started to set over Providence, the deep reds contrasting the blue ocean. It’s a beautiful place to hide, he thinks.

“I didn’t even get to see him before he leapt off into the future again!” Wade complained. “I mean, I know he had to take care of the kid ‘n all, but at least…ya think he coulda called or something!” He slumps dejectedly.  “Stupid Nate.” It’s silent for a moment.

“I’m sure he’ll be back.” Tony offers quietly.

“He could be dead, for all I know.” Wade responds. A pause. “Not that that’d stop him…”

Tony slumps down.

“…Look, I’m sure Steve’ll come back too, someday. The writers can’t kill him off forever, he’s Captain America! And the movie’s coming out in a few years, too!”

Tony has no idea what he’s talking about. “Stranger things have happened.” He says. He doesn’t look convinced.

Wade looks up at the sky. “…We’ll see ‘em again someday.” He says softly, firmly. “Nate said he could never afford to lose hope. And – I believe in him. You should believe in him – in Steve too. If there’s a way to come back, they’ll find it.”

A pause. “They’ll find it, won’t they?”

Tony closes his eyes. “I guess so. Steve…wouldn’t give up on me either, would he?”

“Nope.”

Sighs.

“I miss him. You better come back soon, you putz.” Wade says to the sky.

Tony opens his eyes and looks up. The stars are coming out. He wonders if Steve can see him, see them, see everything that’s happened from where he is. See how much he needs him, how everyone needs him back.

“I miss you.” He tells him.

Silence.

“…Well, that’s enough of this angsting. Wanna go get a drink? A non-alcoholic one I mean and then maybe we could go watch some TV? Or we could go to the big outdoor theater, I think they’re showing the new Die Hard tonight. Nothing like some good ol’ fashioned explosions to get your mind off things. And you can explain to me what all the weird tech-y stuff means…”

Well, it couldn’t last forever. “Sure.” He said, getting to his feet. They walked off towards the city together. The stars twinkled goodnight as they left.

“…”

“How can stars twinkle words?”

“What?”