Deadpool, having had the shit beaten out of him by the Punisher and his new tentacle of doom (which I predict will make appearances in any number of disturbing slashfics from here on out), runs for asylum to Outlaw's place, to find her with a new haircut but the same willingness to tolerate him and let him bleed on her carpet. And her chest. And her couch.
Currently, she's trying to find out what happened, and Deadpool is, well... delirious:
I, for one, squeed.
Is it just me, or have they yet to do a "Bea Arthur is dead" reaction scene for Deadpool? I demand one, right here, right now. Let's get some pathos!