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golden-barnes · 1 year

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Operation milkshakes, hospital visits and custody of Mr Bear

Paring: Beefy and Teacher! Bucky x milf! reader Summary: Sequel to Operation get Mr Bucky and Momma together. Bucky and Reader are finally on their little coffee date, but Amaya gets hurt. Then there's a shared custody to heal a broken arm. {wc: 2.7k} Warning: a bit of bucky being insecure again and a bit of insecurity from reader . Some sexual references bit of tension but its mostly fluff. Amaya gets hurt but it's brief. if you don't like a milf reader pls don't interact I don't want to get hate like last time lmao a/n: I have been writing this for years it seems and I finally am able to finish it and I'm so happy I hope you guys enjoy it. I am gonna try and finish all of my stories this month to be able to do other stuff. I am so sorry if it's shitty as hell, I tried my best to fight the writter's block Reblogs and comments are appreciated.

Is Bucky embarrassed that he has been texting none stop with his student’s mom? Yes, but who will stop him from feeling like he is walking on cloud nine? For the past few weeks, Bucky has been texting you back and forth whenever you had a break.

Unfortunately, you haven’t been able to get that cup of coffee because of work, but Bucky knew he had found his match. Funny, intelligent, and the sweetest person he has ever met.

Fuck, I feel like a love-struck schoolboy. Bucky thinks, cursing at himself while passing the exam papers to his students. Amaya smiled at him, basically giving him a knowing smirk. Holy shit, he feels blackmailed by a 6-year-old.

She has no idea that Bucky and her mom are on a talking stage, but that doesn’t stop her from smirking at her teacher, who her mom has told her auntie that her teacher was cute. And that was enough for her already planning your wedding where she gets to be a flower girl.

Bucky sat down at his desk when he felt his phone vibrate. The notification had your name on it, almost making Bucky jump out of his seat.

Hey, one of my clients canceled for Friday. U wanna get that coffee?

Bucky couldn’t seem to write yes faster. He felt so happy, but shit, what was he going to wear? His closet comprises of henleys and sweaters. The occasional tank tops are there, but they weren’t the norm. He dresses like a middle-aged librarian, and he is proud of it. But, on the other hand, maybe he was overthinking it.

“Dude, it’s a coffee date. Not a Michelin restaurant.” Steve rolls his eyes at Bucky’s rant. Bucky told his best friends about inner turmoil and why he was so stressed. Sam just laughed at him.

“We don’t know about that one Rogers; she is a fancy lawyer for a fancy firm. She’s probably making the big bucks.” Sam winked at Bucky, which made him feel even more stressed.

What if they dated, and she felt embarrassed to show him to her lawyer friends? He is on a New York Public school salary, it’s a miracle he has enough money to live alone, but he was going to be rooming with Steve.

“Sam, stop torturing him, please. I can see the smoke coming out of his ears.” Wanda explained, heating up her lunch and smirking at her extremely stressed friend.

“He is just so fun to mess with.”Sam whined while Bucky couldn’t help but scoff.

“I am glad my suffering is your enjoyment, but I am about to run away to New Jersey and live as a hermit because I haven’t been on a date since college, and I have no fucking clue what to wear. Help me.” Bucky rambles, almost out of breath. Sam bites back a chuckle while Steve just looks worried. Wanda sighs; being the only person with brain cells in the teacher’s lounge is difficult.

“Bucky, wear that brown blazer you wore at my engagement party. Maybe a blue henley underneath. You did say she thought you looked hot in those, so who cares, honestly. “ Wanda Maximoff, the voice of reason to these messy elementary school teachers once again.

Bucky should stop asking these things to Sam and Steve and just ask go directly to Wanda.

(Y/N) wasn't doing that great either. She really liked Bucky; he was a hot guy but caring and smart. He made her laugh with his dorky quotes and references. He was well-read and gave her excellent book recommendations.

More importantly, Amaya loved him. Every day she would show up rambling about something he had done in class that made her very happy. Whether it was telling her a funny story using Mister Bear, Bucky’s teaching assistant that Amaya adored, or handing her a fruit roll-up when the other kids weren't looking. Bucky was her favorite teacher, but it mostly felt like he had taken a father role that she needed.

One thing that made her stress out was how she was perceived. She had been on dates before, and every time the men went home running with their tails between their legs after feeling threatened by her confidence and career.

Being a single mother and a powerful lawyer really fucked over her chances of dating. Apparently, knowing your worth and what you want doesn’t make you that appealing to men, especially these insecure, fragile masculinity-having assholes.

But Bucky seemed different; he knew she had a kid and an influential career and still wanted to date her? He was different.

“You still overthinking this date?” Her coworker and close friend, Jen, asked her. Nat rolled her eyes, knowing (Y/N) like the back of her hand.

“She has been making a pros and cons list on her computer for the past hour. Girl, he likes you. No grown man texts you romantic quotes at 3 am without sending a you up? Text.” Natasha rambles but (Y/N) sighs. She knows what Nat is saying is correct, but still… She didn’t want to make things awkward for ‘Maya.

“She has it really bad, but he seems so sweet. It’s just a coffee date; get to know him in person.” Jen tried to comfort her. She patted her shoulder, sorta giving (Y/N) a side hug.

“Now on to date outfits. I say a plaid skirt and a sweater. The skimpiest skirt you have.” Nat grins evilly.

“It’s a coffee date, not a hookup.” (Y/N) laughs at her suggestion.

“Whatever you say, but that man’s shoulders are so broad that it wouldn’t be surprising if your legs were on them after the night.” Nat shrugs, but (Y/N) and Jenn laugh at the sexual joke.

“I am trying not to give Maya a sibling yet.” (Y/N) threw a piece of paper at Nat.

“Yet is the keyword in that sentence.” Nat winked at her comment.

Bucky was shifting his weight on the chair. They had decided to meet at this cute little café that opened about a month ago. It was right next to a bookstore that Bucky loved so much, and coincidently (Y/N) took Amaya a lot to get her story time books.

“Sorry I am late; traffic was horrible.” Bucky swore his breath was stolen from his chest because the minute he saw her, he felt like his lungs didn’t have air.

“I- uhm, I get it. You look beautiful, by the way.” (Y/N) smiled at his compliment while sitting right before him.

“You don’t look bad yourself.” She winked at the teacher, who started sweating bullets once she began to compliment him.

“Are you ready to order?” The waitress asks the couple. (Y/N) nods while Bucky just looks puzzled at the menu. She smiled at him.

“Give us a minute, please.” (Y/N) said kindly.

“Do you have any idea what you are going to order? If you don’t mind me asking?” Bucky asks sheepishly, but the woman just smiles.

“I am dying to try this plum strudel, especially since Maya isn’t here to steal my pieces. And I need a milkshake.” (Y/N) explained; Bucky couldn’t help but laugh.

“Amaya is a bit of a sugar fiend, isn’t she? I can’t even eat my fruits in peace without her looking at me as if I stole them from her.” Bucky joked, (Y/N) rolled her eyes because she knew her daughter.

“It’s not a shocker. It’s practically my fault. When I was pregnant with her, all I did was eat candy. I have a sweet tooth, but she’s like a sugar monster.” She explained, reminiscing all the pregnancy cravings she had. Bucky laughed at her comment.

“You sure you don’t want coffee?” Bucky asks all of a sudden. Finding it weird that she is ordering a milkshake at a café. She shook her head.

“Oh god, no. It would be my 5th coffee this day. I’ve had back-to-back meetings, and every meeting has a coffee run. Then there’s the coffee between every 15-page contract I have to write.” Bucky chuckles because that seems like he is the same in a completely different way.

“I get you. After grading my 10th paper, I’ve already drank 3 cups of coffee. My record is 7 in one day. I was planning on getting the milkshake too.” Bucky joked, (Y/N) laughed.

“So we are two coffee addicts on a coffee date, but we aren’t gonna drink any coffee. Got it.” (Y/N) smirked at Bucky. He felt his ears getting red. Suck it up, Bucky; she hasn’t even said anything sexual. She is just being funny. Bucky said to himself.

“It appears that we are. I hope you don’t mind, but I’mma order the same thing as you. I love plums. My ma makes the best plum pie I’ve ever eaten.” Bucky rambled, trying to stop himself from buckling under her gaze. Suddenly (Y/N)’s phone rings.

“Hey MJ, what’s up? Oh what? I am on my way.” (Y/N) hangs up, her face turns somber, and her eyes are filled with tears.

“I am so sorry, Bucky, but I have to go. Amaya fell, and the babysitter told me she won't stop crying. Her arm might be broken, and I must take her to the hospital.” She says, gathering up her purse. She was shaking, trying to stand up, but her legs were shaking. Bucky stands up to help her.

“Can you drive?” (Y/N) shook her head, worried because Amaya was always careful. She runs around like any normal kid but is ultra-cautious about getting hurt. Bucky extended his hand, and she grabbed it.

She gave him the directions to her house so Bucky could drive her home. She hadn’t really said anything during the entire ride; Bucky didn’t know what to do, so he did what he did best. Ramble on.

“You know I broke my arm around the same age. But mine was in a fight.” Bucky said, which got (Y/N)’s attention.

“Back when we were kids, Steve was the smallest kid in our classroom, and there was this kid named Tom; he kept pushing him and making fun of him. So one day, I stood up for him and decided I could fight Tom. I should mention that Tom was 2 grades above us, so anyway, he pushed me so hard that I fell. Broke my arm and wasn’t allowed to go to recess anymore. My teacher, Sally, knew that Tom was a bully and got me a lesser sentence.” Bucky told her. She smiled.

“So you were a troublemaker as a kid. Kinda like my ‘Maya.” She joked, smiling, talking about her little girl.

“Oh, Amaya is a little angel in comparison to me. She is manipulative as hell, but she’s a sweet kid. Takes after her mom.” Bucky complimented. (Y/N) sighed at his compliment.

“I tried my best. It’s not easy, you know. Being a single mom. Sometimes I think I don’t do enough and that I am never there, but-”

“Listen, I have been a teacher for a while now. I have seen parents who don’t care and never show up for their kids. You aren’t one of them. I know for a fact that every Wednesday, you take her to a museum or an interactive place. You are her person, and I think you are a fantastic mom. “ Bucky interrupts. He grabs her hand, and she squeezes it. Bucky parks in front of her house. Her big ass house. He keeps forgetting that she is, in fact, a well-paid lawyer.

Amaya did indeed have a broken arm. Bucky had to carry her to the car and into the hospital. He even sat with her when she was getting her X-ray while (Y/N) talked with the doctors.

“I wish all dads were like you. You really made this a lot easier for her.” The nurse said, looking directly at Bucky, who was holding a very tired Amaya. Bucky felt his ears getting warm.

“I’m not her dad.” The nurse scoffed at Bucky’s correction.

“Could’ve fooled me with how she’s so attached to you.” She noted. (Y/N) walked into the room with the doctor.

“Hey, ‘Maya.” The little girl in Bucky’s arms stirred at the sound of her mom’s soothing voice. (Y/N)’s eyes were puffy, probably from crying at seeing her baby in pain. Bucky wanted to hug her and Amaya, but he couldn’t really move with a child in his arms with a broken arm.

“The doctor needs you to sit on the little table over there to check you out.” (Y/N) said, which caused Amaya to slightly shake her head and grip Bucky’s arm with her non-broken hand. (Y/N) looked at Bucky in the eyes, almost pleading with him to help.

“Amaya, if you sit there, you’ll get to take Mister Bear for the entire month.” Bucky wasn’t new to bribing kids, it’s sometimes the last resort, but Bucky knew how much Amaya loved Mister Bear. The little girl smiled weakly and turned to look at her doctor. (Y/N) smiled at Bucky, she mouthed him a thank you. Bucky was sure his cheeks were glowing red.

“Please, Mister Bucky, sign my cast.” Amaya said, giving him a pen to sign her super bright pink cast. Finally, she calmed down after they put the cast on her, and she got to pick a color. Then, they returned to (Y/N)’s house, where MJ, the babysitter, was still in the place, worried for little Maya.

Bucky laughed, signing his name on her cast and adding a roughly made butterfly. Amaya giggled at the butterfly. Bucky didn’t even notice (Y/N) walking towards them.

“How are we gonna do the custody for Mister Bear?” She asks, noticing that Amaya is walking towards MJ so she would sign her cast.

“Well, I use it as a teaching tool, so I have to have it during the day.” Bucky explained. (Y/N) nodded.

“And I can’t pick up Maya this week because I am in court all day.” She added.

“I can bring him over after work if you want. “ Bucky suggests. (Y/N) extends her hand for Bucky to shake it.

“I can agree to that, Mr. Barnes.” She said, smiling at Bucky.

Bucky could die right now, and he would be happy. But who would’ve known that a ruined date could be saved by a shared custody agreement of a teddy bear with a 6-year-old?

For the past week, Bucky brought Mister Bear for Amaya to play with. After giving the girl the bear, he wouldn’t leave the house. Oh no, no. (Y/N) would give him food, and he would even eat dinner with them. They talked for hours about shows, movies, their childhoods, and just everything they could think of with a glass of wine. Amaya would go to bed, and they would stay up talking, even if they had to wake up early.

Bucky and (Y/N) had told Amaya that he was staying over for dinner in exchange for Mister Bear because saying, “Hey, mama and your teacher like each other a lot, but you can’t tell anyone” is too much for a 6-year-old.

What they didn’t count for was that Amaya was too smart for her own good. She knew it was strange that Bucky stayed for dinner and that her mom would wear her “special” perfume whenever Mister Bucky came over. So is this how she’s gonna get a dad? And all she had to do was break her arm.

Bucky was talking to Steve when Amaya approached him with a book. Both men turned their attention to the little girl with the bright pink cast.

“Mister Bucky, Mister Bear and I want to read this book tonight. Could you bring it over later?” Steve’s eyes widened, and he turned to his best friend, bewildered by the revelation made by the kid.

Bucky nodded, trying not to speak because he felt like Steve would have a heart attack if he had verbal confirmation that he was going to (Y/N)’s house every day.

“James Buchannan Barnes, are you sleeping with your student’s mom?”Steve whisper-s creamed once Amaya was out of hearing range.

“I am not sleeping with her… We just eat dinner together, and I bring Mister Bear for Amaya. It’s our custody agreement.” Bucky tried to explain, but Steve looked like the vein on his forehead would pop.

“Fuck Bucky, you are in deep shit now,” Steve whispered. Wait until Bucky tells him he is utterly in love with his student’s mom. Oh shit, what?

#bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes au #bucky barns x y/n #bucky x y/n #bucky x reader

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vampiresbloodx · 10 days

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pairings: Wanda maximoff x Reader

warnings(18+ ONLY): legal age gap, Wanda's in her forties and reader is in their twenties, I try not to use specific gender for reader as I want everyone to enjoy but for smut I will use proper tag, oral s*x (r!receiving), top!Wanda, jealous Wanda, weird creepy guy(ew).

part 1, part 2, part 3.

Older!Librarian!Wanda getting jealous when anyone flirts with you, has their hands on you a bit too long for her liking.

She knows she's possessive, maybe even a little bit obsessive. Everyone should know you're hers and only hers. Even if she has to put a collar on it with her name.

Wanda wasn't always the jealous type, as she claims. Ever since you officially called her your girlfriend, she's been more protective, something changed in her that she couldn't quite understand.

She's still getting used to all this, it's way different than how she's used to it being, back in her day. Now she's got you by her side, you were just so damn pretty, she couldn't believe she's lucky enough to have you.

When she takes you out for your weekly dates, of course, shed not too surprised when someone comes up and tries to ask you for your number or compliments you, she doesn't blame them. She too would be in their shoes if she saw you.

A guy comes up to you, immediately, her grip tightens around your hand, pulling you in closer to her body, she can't help it. She needs you close. He's a waitress at the restaurant she's taken you too, he's being a bit too friendly, you didn't seem to notice, you're sweet, but Wanda has noticed you can be naive.

Naive to the point where you think the waitress was just being nice.

No.

Wanda wasn't stupid.

She glared daggers at him the entire time he was taking forever to take both of your orders, purposely ignoring her presence just to talk to you, when his hand touched yours, she saw you flinch away, laughing awkwardly, Wanda raised an eyebrow at him, daring him to continue, if he knew what's best for him.

He got the message as soon as she placed her hand on top of yours, and brought it to her lips, kissing your knuckles, enjoying how flustered you got.

She had already lost her appetite. The only thing she wanted was you.

She abruptly got up, ignoring the waitress as she was too annoyed to acknowledge anyone else but you. She grabbed your hand, forcing you to follow her as she pulled you into the bathrooms, locking the door behind you.

"Wanda? What's wrong? Are you-"

She cut you off by pressing your body against the wall, staring at you as her eyes go dark, you seem to get the message, not backing away as the aching in between your legs grew, more desperate for her.

She smirked, lips meeting yours to shut out the noises, though as much as she'd love for everyone to hear you scream her name as she makes you come, this is for her only.

Wanda got on her knees, staring at you the entire time she did so, making sure you were looking only at her, her heart hammering in her chest. She wasn't sure what overcame, why this feeling was so intense. She knew she was going to have to bring it up later.

But for now, she wanted to taste you, it would be better than anything this restaurant could ever provide anyways.

She has your mouth stuffed with your panties, wanting to know just how soaking wet you are for her and she's just started. Wanda expertly licks up your cunt, inserting a finger inside your tight hole, god, no matter how many times she fucks it she still can't get over how it clenches around her.

She feels you squirming, she loves it. Wanda doesn't look away and neither do you. It's a lot. She can feel it.

You come into her mouth, wetness pooling in, some of it dripping onto her chin, your cheeks burned at the sight as she pulls your panties out of your mouth, leaving you breathless.

"fucking hell" you muttered, slumping against the wall.

She grinned, pleased, licking her lips.

Then you say the words she was looking to hear.

"can we skip dinner please? I want you."

#librarian!wanda #wanda x reader #wanda x you #wanda x y/n #wanda maximoff x reader #wanda maximoff smut #stuff i wrote

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wintersoldierslover · 2 years

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my fic recs masterlist

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Bucky Barnes:

all bucky barnes

headcanon - blurb - one-shot - series

dbf!bucky - brothers bff - bff’s brother

neighbour - housewife reader

lumberjack - firefighter - bodyguard

priest bucky - college

football player - hockey player - boxer

professor - teacher - librarian/bookshop

coffee shop - soulmate - royal

other AUs - taboo

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Stranger Things characters:

all eddie munson - all steve harrington

eddie and steve (x reader)

billy hargrove - jason carver - mike wheeler

dmitri enzo antonov - jim hopper

robin buckley - nancy wheeler

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Outer Banks Characters:

all Rafe Cameron

all JJ Maybank

Rafe Cameron and JJ Maybank (x reader)

Pope Heyward - Topper Thorton

John B. - Sarah Cameron

Kiara Carrera

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Marvel characters:

Wanda Maximoff - Kate Bishop

Natasha Romanoff - Yelena Belova

Peter Parker - Pietro Maximoff

Steve Rogers - Stephen Strange

Frank Castle - Matt Murdock

Moon knight - Steven Grant

Joaqín Torres - Clint Barton

Loki Laufeyson - Druig

Eddie Brock - Miles Morales

Miguel O’hara - Hobie Brown

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Harry Potter characters:

Sirius Black - Remus Lupin

James Potter - Poly!Marauders

Lily potter - Cedric Diggory

George Weasley - Fred Weasley

Severus Snape - Tom Riddle

Draco Malfoy

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Avatar (James Cameron) charachters:

neteyam - aonung - lo’ak

rotxo - kiri - spider

jake sully - neytiri - tsu’tey

tonowari - ronal - colonel quaritch

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Top Gun chracters:

Fanboy - Hangman - Rooster - Bob

Iceman

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Wednesday characters:

Xavier Thorpe - Ajax Petropolus

Wednesday Addams - Divina

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Bridgerton characters:

Anthony Bridgerton - Benedict Bridgerton

Colin Bridgerton

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Criminal Minds characters:

Spencer Reid - Aaron Hotchner

Derek Morgan

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The Last of Us characters:

Joel Miller - Ellie Williams

Abby Anderson

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The Devil All The Time characters:

Tommy Matson - Lee Bodecker

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Uncharted characters:

Nate Drake - Sam Drake

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Euphoria characters:

Elliot (Euphoria) - Fezco

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On My Block characters:

Mario Martinez - Oscar Diaz

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Modern Family characters:

Luke Dunphy - Alex Dunphy

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Ted Lasso:

Roy Kent - Jamie Tartt

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NHL players:

Matthew Ktachuk - Trevor Zegras

Nolan Patrick - Tyler Seguin

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Actors:

Sebastian Stan - Joseph Quinn

Jamie Campbell Bower - Danny Ramirez

Drew Starkey - Rudy Pankow

Ben Hardy - Bella Ramsey

Jenna Ortega

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Miscellaneous characters:

Eli ‘Hawk’ Moskowitz - Marcus Baker

Rodrick Heffley - Hunter Sylvester

Lloyd Hansen - Ari Levinson

Nick Fowler - Tangerine

Rhett Abbott - Hayden ‘Harvard Hottie’

Colin (Not Okay) - Min Ho (Xo, Kitty)

Ash (No Exit) - James Maguire (Derby Girls)

Jake Peralta - Nick Miller - Brian O’conner

Anakin Skywalker - Bruno Madrigal

Tadashi Hamada - Kakashi Hatake

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Miscellaneous real people:

Billie Eilish - AEW Hook

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*Updated whenever there’s a new character <3

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kjcreed · 3 months

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The Jewel of Seven Stars

Wanda Maximoff x Reader

Preface

The year is 1954.

9 years after the Second World War ended. Most people in the blooming city of New York should be living pretty peacefully by now. And most of them really are...

Well, except for you... And your brother Tony for that matter. Your father was an archaeologist working to uncover the truth about the legend of Queen Nefret and the prophecy that has been engraved on the walls of her tomb which your father discovered with his team.

The only problem is that he went missing and now it's your job to find him.

But what if you unintentionally become a part of said prophecy? And what if you meet a persistent librarian and her extravagant brother along the way?

Find out how your story turns out, dear reader.

Warnings: profanity; death; guns; illegal activity

Pronouns: they/them

Disclaimer: This story is inspired by the 1999 film The Mummy, partly inspired by the book The Jewel of Seven Stars by Bram Stoker and a little by the life of Queen Hatshepsut.

Prologue

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

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once-upon-a-thigh · 2 years

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The Truth

Summary: Wanda’s jealousy leads to disastrous circumstances. PERFECT LITTLE SECRET PART 2. 18+

Pairings: Fem!Reader X Milf! Wanda Maximoff, Yelena Belova X Kate Bishop X Fem!Reader (platonic), Fem! Reader X Carol Danvers (brief)

Class: Series; angst, smut

Warnings: First time writing in second person so I’m sorry for that, large age gap (18/37), mommy kink, possessiveness, strap on sex (r receiving), semi-public sex, exhibitionism, degradation, swearing, arguing.

Words: 4k

Life was easier now that your best friends knew of your secret relationship with your 37-year-old neighbour. The days were going by smoother almost now that there was less to hide. As well as, honestly, it was a relief to you that someone knew. By this point you were so incredibly infatuated with the woman it was nice to be able to express the happiness she brought out of you.

“I’ve never felt this way about anyone Lena. She just makes me feel so good, and I’m not just talking sexually, Wanda makes me feel more like me than I’ve ever felt before,” you gushed, eyes drooped to the table and unable to make eye contact with the blonde.

She pulled a disgusted face. “That’s the corniest shit I’ve ever heard,” she joked, at least you hope she’s joking.

“She sounds amazing Y/n, I just wish you told us earlier,” Kate, your other friend dropped in to the conversation from the chair opposite you.

“I know,” you whined, “but I had no choice, the least amount of people that know, the better. I can’t imagine what my parents would think if they found out.” You shuddered at the thought.

“Maybe they’ll be fine with it!” The sprightly brunette chimed.

“Don’t be an idiot Kate, what would your mother do if you were in the same situation?” Yelena rebutted.

“Probably throw me down the stairs-“ The three of you jumped when Kate’s sentence was interrupted by the slam of a book on the table.

“How many times am I going to have to tell you three to be quiet?” The librarian hissed, leering over you.

“Maybe just one more time?” Yelena chortled, however her laugh cut suddenly when she met the woman’s pierced eyes.

“Get out,” she hissed, causing the three of you to stand and pack your things hastily and rush out of the library, bumping shoulders along the way.

After giggling over the fact that none of you got any of your work done whilst you were there, you said goodbye before attempting to rush off towards the waiting car outside the gate. However, you were stopped when the pair tightened their grip on your linked arms.

“Any chance your lady friend could give us a lift to your street? We’ll walk from there.” The Russian batted her eyelashes.

“I don’t know guys, we can’t bring too much attention to ourselves…”

“We’ll be careful! Pleeeeeease!” Kate shook your arm, giving you her best puppy dog eyes.

“Fine, I’ll ask.” You gave in, shaking yourself out of their hold and jogging to the car.

Opening the passenger door, you couldn’t help the grin that instantly arose when you leaned down to see the woman.

“Hey sweet girl.” Her raspy use of the pet name sent shivers down your spine, reminding you of the many times she had used the term of endearment when praising you for the way you moved back your hips to me the rapid thrusts of hers.

“Hiii…” You giggled girlishly, instantly turned shy under her intense stare. “So my friends are wondering if you could drop them off on our street.” You scratched the back of your neck nervously, worried she wouldn’t be fond of the idea.

“Yelena and Kate?” She wondered, biting her lip in thought when you nodded to confirm. “Okay, but they’ve got to keep it down when they get out of the car. We don’t need any nosy neighbours getting in our business.”

“Okay! Thank you.” You clapped your hands happily, and Wanda practically melted at the sight of you being so excited over something so simple. She would do anything for you if it meant she could make you that happy.

You leaned down to lay a kiss on her warm cheek before jogging back to your friends who were playfully trying to tackle each other in the car park.

“Okay dorks, she said you can come but you have to be quiet when we get in the neighbourhood.”

Saluting you, Kate joined your side as you began to make your way back to the car. Yelena however, was stuck glaring at a short-haired blonde waving excitedly in your direction.

“Y/n! Wait up!” Turning towards the call, you noticed Carol Danvers, captain of the softball team and your chemistry partner, making her way towards you.

“God, not this mopho.” Yelena rolled her eyes.

“Quit it, she’s nice,” you reprimanded.

“She’s a stupid jock.” You shushed her reply just as Carol, who obviously heard the comment, stopped in front of you with a glare in the Russian’s direction. Her glare dropped instantly when she looked at you however, instead being replaced with a shy smile.

“Hey captain,” you cheeked, watching as red arose to her cheeks in embarrassment, you’re guessing.

“Hi Y/n, I was wondering if you’re still alright with me coming over today so we can work on the project?” She questioned, reminding you of the chemistry project Miss Harkness had set.

“Oh crap yeah, I totally forgot about that. Sorry.” You both laughed nervously. “But yeah, I’m fine with that.”

“Okay cool, do you just wanna…” she gestured back at her truck, hinting that she would drive you both back to your house to begin the project.

“Oh, actually my, uh, neighbour is driving back my friends and I today. But I’ll text you my address and I’ll meet you there in like an hour?” You almost slipped, having to restrain yourself from referring to Wanda as your girlfriend like you had been around Yelena and Kate for the last week since they found out about your relationship.

“Oh sure!” She nodded sheepishly, clumsily taking a couple steps back towards her truck. “So I’ll see you in an hour?”

“She did just say that blondie,” Yelena drawled.

“But Lena, you’re blonde..” Kate whispered.

Shushing them with your index finger in the air, you nodded kindly at Carol, waving her off with your other hand.

Shouting one last goodbye, you finally approached the car with your friends in tow.

Wanda stayed broodingly quiet when you gave her a peck on the cheek. “Sorry for the wait baby.”

She tapped the wheel with one finger, watching in the rear view mirror as your friends settled themselves in the back of the car.

“Thank you for the ride Miss Maximoff!” Kate politely voiced.

“Mmhm.” She hummed mindlessly, still staring into the rear view mirror.

“Wanda?” You verbalised, looking at her expectantly as she still hadn’t started the car.

“Who was that?” She questioned, still not breaking her gaze from the mirror as she began to drive off. She watched the blonde in the varsity jacket grin as she kept glancing at the car you had disappeared into.

“Who? Carol?” Your eyebrows bunched, completely confused at the woman’s interest in the jock.

“Don’t you mean Captain?” Kate joked, leaning her head in between the front seats and making kissy faces in your direction.

You pushed her back with a hand to her face, shaking your head. “It embarrasses her, it’s funny.” You shrugged.

“No, it turns her on.” Yelena let out a loud laugh.

“What?” Wanda barked. You took hold of the ‘Oh Jesus handle’ as she unintentionally sped up down the street.

“W-what? No-“ You blush, attempting to redeem yourself from the flirting you had inadvertently been taking part in.

“Face it Y/n, the idiot has been trying to get in your pants ever since you grew an ass.” The blonde grinned, leaning back in her seat and watching on as Wanda’s grip on the wheel turned whiter by the second.

You sputtered trying to come up with a reply, before settling with a grumbling “shut up.”

The rest of the drive home was silent other than the quiet music flowing through the radio. As soon as Wanda settled the car into her driveway, the duo in the back seats were clambering out, muttering their goodbyes. As soon as they left, Wanda grabbed hold of your neck and pulled you against her. Teeth clashed as she moved her lips against yours hastily, forcing every bit of resentment she held for the blonde she never met into the kiss.

Taking hold of the hair at the back of your head, she pulled you back so you were staring up at her uncomfortably. You didn’t mind though, as you were too busy imagining all the punishments she would possibly induce if it wasn’t for her boys being home from school.

“Don’t forget who you belong to,” she hissed, cupping your chin and squeezing your cheeks.

“Open your mouth,” she ordered firmly as you resisted her efforts. Giving in to her demand, your mouth dropped open. She smirked deviantly before spitting directly on your tongue. She tapped your chin until you closed your mouth, smearing the spit that missed across your lips with her ring-clad thumb. “Swallow.”

You did so instantly, making her laugh devilishly. “That’s my good girl. You would never want anyone other than your mommy to take care of you, would you?”

Her grip loosened enough for you shake your head dumbly.

“Words,” she spat.

“No mommy,” you muttered.

“Good girl. I want you to come over tomorrow whilst the boys are with their father.” She brushed her thumb over your blushed cheek softly. It was a command, but that didn’t irk you.

“Okay,” you smiled excitedly, “is 2pm okay?”

“Perfect.” She kissed you softly, with a gentleness that was completely opposite to the possessiveness she has previously displayed.

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After taking a chilling shower to cool yourself down following your lover’s teasing, you hastily ran around your room picking up clothing and clearing space on your desk ready for your guest. Hearing the ring of the doorbell, you surveyed your room carefully to ensure there was nothing embarrassing around before making your way to the front door.

“Carol, hey!” You greeted, moving aside so the softball player could step inside. You led the nervous blonde to your room, thoroughly warning her of the mess before she could step inside. Your pestering over the mess was enough to distract you from the attentive gaping from the woman across the road.

Soon the two of you were sat on your bed cross-legged facing each other, open books between you and nothing written down.

“I really think using marbles in class is a bad idea, what if we drop them all?” You laugh, imagining your grumpy teacher finally slipping in those heels.

“But think about how much better it’ll be to display the types of bonding compared to a PowerPoint, which you know everyone is going to do,” she tilted her head at you, leaning forward and smiling teasingly.

“I guess you’re right,” you huff. Despite the boring context, you found yourself enjoying Carol’s company. You were happy to expand your friendship group beyond dumb and dumber. Carol is outgoing, kind, funny, leaning in startlingly close to your face, wait what?

Chapped lips meet yours gently, unmoving. Carol was cautious with the kiss, pulling back when she didn’t feel you melt in to it like she hoped you would.

“S-sorry,” she stuttered, seemingly shocked by her own actions. “I just- I’ve been wanting to do that for a long time. I really like you Y/n.”

You couldn’t help but flush at the revelation.

“Oh, Carol. I’m sorry but I’m actually seeing someone,” you frowned apologetically.

“Oh. Who? If you don’t mind me asking?” Carol felt a surge of jealousy, clenching her fists in an attempt to keep control of her emotions. You were Y/n, and so she remained as polite as possible whilst avoiding eye contact.

You bit your lip, wondering if you should tell the truth or not. You decided against it, not wanting to risk your relationship. “You don’t know her, she doesn’t go to our school.”

She laughed, getting up from the bed and shaking out her tense muscles. “Well maybe I’ll see her at varsity then if we’re playing against her school. Maybe then I can fight for your hand.” She winked teasingly, though you sensed a little truth in her words.

The atmosphere was quite awkward after that interaction, and so you gave her her section of the work and promised to buy the marbles for your presentation.

After she had left with an awkward one-armed hug to say goodbye, you couldn’t help the guilt that began to reside. You hadn’t kissed Carol back, and you know you don’t have feelings for her. But you didn’t push her away. You narrowed it down to the shock and confusion that led to you being so slow to react, but you still felt telling Wanda about what happened was the right thing to do.

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It was time to go see Wanda, and it was an understatement to say you were nervous. Usually you would be ecstatic to go see your lover, but an angry Wanda was not usually something to look forward to, and a part of you couldn’t help the terrifying thoughts of her leaving you.

“Hello? Wanda?” You called out after helping yourself into the house.

“Up here babygirl!” You heard her raspy voice ring from up the stairs. She sounded like she was in a good mood, you couldn’t decide if that was a good or bad thing.

Making your way up the stairs towards the master bedroom, you gave yourself a mental pep talk to prepare yourself for her wrath. With one last deep breathe, you pushed open the bedroom door to see the beauty rifling through her closet.

Closing the doors, she made her way towards you and reached for your hips, tugging your body against hers instantly.

“I was just sorting through the closet to make room for some of your stuff for when you stay over more during the summer,” she grinned. The boys were going to a summer camp for the summer holidays, and so you planned a number of sleepovers. Her brunette hair tickled your cheeks as she leaned down to capture your lips in her own, however despite her cuteness you couldn’t help but let the feeling of guilt grow. Turning your head at the last second, her puckered lips pressed against your cheek chastely.

Pulling back, eyebrows furrowed, her concerned gaze shot at your heart.

“What’s wrong detka?” Her lips pout.

Pulling away from her, you took a seat on the edge of the bed. Reading the serious atmosphere, Wanda took a seat next to you.

“Okay so,” you paused. “Carol came over last night to walk on a chemistry project with me, because we’re partners.”

Wanda’s jaw clenched and her fists turned white. Though she nodded, as if she already knew.

Despite her obvious detest of the blonde, you carried on. “And, I don’t know what happened but apparently the girls were right about that crush she may or may not have on me…”

“What happened?” Her voice gritted through her teeth. The woman was ready to get in her car and find the dumb jock herself.

“She kissed me.”

Wanda stood up, hands gripping her hair as she seethed.

“It meant nothing, I didn’t even kiss back!” You retaliated, shaking your leg nervously.

You were expecting yelling and swearing. However, Wanda’s rigid back relaxed as she let out a long sigh. The strong hands entwined with her hair moved down her face until they dropped to her sides. Turning around after a minute, she dropped to her knees and braced her hands on your legs.

“Shh, relax baby. I’m not mad at you.” She brushed her thumb against one of your cheeks, calming your worried panting.

“You’re not?” Your eyes turned watery in relief.

“No, it’s not your fault you’re so damn enticing. And I know you would never disrespect mommy like that, would you?” Her resting hands began to grip your thighs.

“No mommy, never.” You shook your head desperately, eager to please.

“That’s my good girl.” A smile rose on your face at the praise. Who knew you would be let off this easily?

“But..” Oh. “I think you still need to be reminded of who you belong to.”

A gasp escaped you when she took hold of your sides and pulled you up from the bed. Fast as lightning she had your clothes off of you and was pressing your chest against the cold window, causing your nipples to perk up painfully. You stayed in that position like a good girl as she moved around behind you, following her rules. However, as you looked at your parents car parked at the quiet house across the street, you grew nervous.

“Wa- mommy, what if someone sees?” You caught yourself before making the mistake of using her name, one that would surely result in a punishment.

She leans over you, you gasp when you feel her naked chest pressed against your back and something solid prodding between your legs.

She chuckles. “What? Are you worried about everyone seeing what a whore you are for your mommy?”

You merely whimper in response, mind turning dumb as you lean your hips back to gain some friction against her strap.

“Look at you, falling apart for my cock.” Wanda took hold of your hair, arching your head back so she can whisper seductively in your ear.

At this moment, you no longer cared about who could possibly walk past and see you. All you wanted was Wanda. “Please.”

She moved a hand down to grip her strap, running the head through your already soaked folds. “Did you beg like this for that bitch you saw yesterday too, slut?” She thrusted against you slightly, causing the head to prod at your hole.

“N-no mommy! I promise!” Your eyes filled with tears as you felt your hole gradually be filled by the thick shaft.

“You’re mine,” she grunted as she filled you with a quick buck of her hips. You screamed at the intrusion, but her pace did not falter. She thrusted assertively, ploughing into you with intent on driving the idea of her ownership into you.

“Fuck!” She grunted, laying a hard slap on your ass as she continued to drive her hips against you. “You like this slut?” She panted from behind you.

“Yes mommy,” you squealed when she pulled out of you and flipped you around, grabbing under your thighs and pulling you up onto her muscular waist. The faux cock pushed into you again. She bucked short and fast thrusts into you, the sound of skin slapping filled the room alongside your loud moans.

One hand cupped your ass whilst the other reached up to grip your chin, forcing you to look into her eyes. “Look at me,” she demanded.

Your glazed eyes met her fiery ones, your mouth dropped open whilst she bit her bottom lip to keep her grunts in.

The coil in your stomach began to unravel as her thrusting did not relent. Her hips began to stutter as you came, your walls sucking the cock inside you further. “I’m cumming, I’m cumming!” You whimpered.

Wanda moaned as she too began to reach her peak. Pressing herself against you, she dropped her head on your shoulder as she ground against you, driving you further into the window. Glancing up from your glistening skin as she came, she made eye contact with the same blonde she had seen earlier standing on your porch. The older woman grinned as the blonde dropped the flowers she was holding onto the ground, walking away in a strop. Her thrusts slowed as she laid a delicate kiss on your shoulder before pulling out the piece and lowering your shaky legs to the ground.

Your knees immediately buckled, but her strong arms supported you. Carrying you over to the bed, she lowered you gently with a forgiving kiss on your forehead.

“I love you,” she whispered.

—— the next day ——

You were sat at home on a Sunday night, watching tv alone and missing your lover. Wanda’s kids had just got back that evening, and so you couldn’t stay over without raising suspicion. Plus, your parents would never let you sleep over at “Yelena’s” on a school night.

“Y/n, your mother and I are going to visit a friend that has been having some problems, we probably won’t be back until you’re asleep.” Your dad rounded the sofa to speak to you, shrugging on his jacket.

“Oh, okay.” You feigned a frown, instead excited to use the excuse to see Wanda. It’s not often she gets to visit your room.

“Bye sweetheart,” your mother waved as she left the house. For some reason, you felt her smile didn’t quite reach her eyes. The thought was pushed to the back of your mind however when your head flooded with images of Wanda sinfully lying in your bed.

Watching your dad’s car leave the drive, you were quick to shoot Wanda a text.

Parents have gone out for a few hours, are the boys asleep? - Y/n

I’ll be right over. - Wanda

She didn’t take much convincing of course. Before you knew it, the woman was pushing you down onto the family couch, suffocating you with her lustful kisses. Soft moans left the both of you as your hands travelled along the curves of the other. You had only touched her yesterday, and yet you just couldn’t get enough.

Your hands were just slipping under the hem of her shirt when you were forced to break away at the sound of the front door slamming against the wall.

“Mum, Dad,” your eyes widened as your parents walked into the room, disappointment clear on their face.

Wanda jumped up from the couch, straightening out her clothes as she cleared her throat. “Darren, Mindy, it’s not-“

“Shut it cougar!” Your mother interrupted.

“Oh god,” you whined embarrassed, dropping your head into your hands.

“Y/n, how could you let yourself be manipulated by this woman? What you have been doing is completely unacceptable,” she continued.

“We haven’t been doing anything!” You wailed, tears beginning to drop over your flushed cheeks.

“Oh please, don’t lie to us. Your friend told us about what she saw.” Your father pointed at you, his finger shaking in fury as his face scrunched up in disgust towards the end of his claim.

The comment confused you, there was no way Yelena or Kate would say anything about your relationship with your neighbour.

“Friend?” Before either of your parents could settle your curiosity, the blonde jock who had recently kissed you walked into the house nervously.

“Carol? What?” You looked at her disturbed, how did she know?

“I’m sorry Y/n,” she wrung her fingers together nervously. “But I had to show you that what this woman is doing to you is wrong,” she gestured towards the woman, who was growing angrier by the minute.

“You little-“ Before Wanda could continue with her insult, you turned to her, tears further clouding your vision as you began to realise just what had happened.

“She saw us?” You questioned, confirming your parents suspicions. “You let her see us? How could you do that.” How could she put your relationship in jeopardy like that?

She turned her full attention to you, attempting to step in your direction but was faltered when your father drew closer to her. “Baby, I’m sorry I just needed her to see that you are mine-“

Your mother scoffed, “don’t you dare call her that. You’re disgusting, she is a child!”

“Mum! I’m not a child, I’m 18,” you declared firmly, crossing your arms.

“You’re not even finished with school yet Y/n, this woman is sick, and is using you for her disgusting sexual gratification.”

“It’s not like that,” Wanda butted in, ignoring the menacing look your father is yet to drop. “I love her.”

Your heart soared, but you couldn’t enjoy the moment with your parents staring you down.

“I want you to leave my house, and never return,” your father blocked her view of you as he took another threatening step towards her. “If I ever see you around my daughter again, I will be telling everyone in town about what you have done. You will be a disgrace, your sons will never look at you the same again.”

You could see Wanda’s attempt at bravery falter, you immediately began to sob. This great love was over. Taking a step back, she walked out of the house quietly, with one last longing look in your direction, beautiful green eyes filled with tears.

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Sorry it took so long! I haven’t had a moment to myself. Hope you enjoyed.

Love, Meg xx

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cissa-calls · 9 months

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Countdown to Coven of Chaos: Day 526

Agatha: “Has anyone seen my glasses?”

Wanda: “Why would you need those? I thought you said they were only for aesthetic purposes so you could look like a - I think your words were “like a hot bedraggled librarian witch””

Agatha:…

Y/N: *wearing Agatha’s glasses* “Unholy Moley Agatha! You’re as blind as a bat?!”

Wanda: *trying them* “umm that’s an insult to bats, at least they have superior hearing to compensate for their vision”

Agatha, snatching them up: “HEY, I heard THAT?!”

Y/N: “Maybe she’s actually been a bat all along?!”

#cue the theme song #wandavision #agatha harkness #house of harkness #agatha all along #hahndavision #house of harkness counter #marvel #wanda maximoff #agatha harkness x reader #wanda maximoff x reader #coven of chaos counter #coven of chaos #incorrect marvel quotes

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wandabear · 1 year

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FINDERS KEEPERS (but keeps it forever) - WANDA MAXIMOFF X F!READER

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WARNINGS: some smut, violence. Fluff? Maybe.

ㅤㅤ Jules is portrayed by Adelaide Kane. Here.

CHAPTER ONE CHAPTER TWO CHAPTER THREE CHAPTER FOUR CHAPTER FIVE

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Wanda got out of that car and looked at the place curiously, it didn't look like a typical bookstore at all. In fact, it didn't look like anything, just a… hourse. She looked at the piece of paper again, everything was right but it didn't even have a sign or something indicating that it was a bookstore or a library.

ㅤㅤ For a moment she thought the library girl played a prank on her. Wanda huffed so annoyed, but also wondered if maybe she should try, anyway, she was already there, right? Just shoot your shot.

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The brunette just sighed and approached to ring the bell, waited a few seconds until the door opened.

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“Hello.” Said that beautiful woman with curly black hair and brown eyes. Her accent definitely showed that she wasn't a New Yorker, definitely egyptian.

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“Hi.” Wanda smiled. “Umh… My name is Wanda, I'm… I’m looking for Layla?”

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“Well, here I am.” Layla smiled kindly at her. “How can I help you?”

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“I... Umh... went to the bookstore, the… Corner Store. And the girl over there, she told me to look for you.” Wanda babbled. “I needed to research something... in particular.”

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Layla nodded and that made Wanda calmer, so it wasn't a damn prank. “Of course… Do you have the right word?”

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Okay, she wasn't expecting that. What word was she talking about?

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“I- umh…” Wanda didn't know what to say. The girl hadn't told her that she had to say any secret words. Then, she took that paper out of the pocket and looked at it one more time.

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Aldebaran.

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“Aldebaran?” The Sokovian raised an eyebrow, hoping to be lucky.

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Layla smiled widely and stepped aside to let her pass. “Welcome.”

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Wanda sighed relaxed. She followed Layla down a fairly long hallway until they passed through a doorway. The place had a strange but quite good smell, a mixture between violets, freshly baked bread and old book pages. A real old bookstore.

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Huge shelves and old books surrounded that place, looked a bit antique but beautiful. Wanda had been to many vintage book stores but nothing like this.

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“I'm sorry to have to be so secretive but… it's something we do to be safe. Of course I trust Gwen too much, I mean, the girl who sent you. If she did, it's because you really need help. Not everyone comes to this place, and whoever comes seeks knowledge.” Layla walked with Wanda, showing her the way until she reached one of the large tables in the place. “How can I help you, Wanda?”

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“Well, maybe this sounds too... crazy.” The Sokovian cleared her throat and looked around. “I- I was looking for information on… on werewolves?”

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Wanda bit her bottom lip and waited expectantly for Layla's reaction, clearly hoping that the woman would see her as a freak or kick her out of the place.

However, Layla nodded and walked among the shelves looking for something.

Wanda didn’t hesitate to follow her.

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“Even a man who is pure in heart and says his prayers by night may become a wolf when the wolf-bane bloom and the autumn moon is bright.” The egyptian woman murmured looking for something. “That’s from ‘The Wolf Man’. 1941. Wonderful work of art. What exactly are you looking for?”

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“I want… I want to know more about werewolves.” Wanda shrugged, looking at one of the dusty books. This one did not have a name but it did have a snake engraved on its cover. “I want to write about them.”

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Oh, she was so bad at lying.

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“You wouldn't be here if it were just for that. If I will share my knowledge with you, you must tell me the truth.”

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Wanda swallowed. “I think I saw one.”

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Layla turned to see her. “Were you bitten?”

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“No.”

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After looking at Wanda for a moment, looking to see if she was telling the truth or not.

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“Okay, about which ones?” The librarian took one of the ladders to get on the highest section.

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“Excuse me?” Wanda babbled in surprise. Her eyes widened, making Layla feel enormous tenderness. “Did you say 'which'?”

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“Of course!” Layla searched among the books, so different from each other. “They are many species of werewolves that are different from each other.”

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The Sokovian swallowed, at first she didn't think all of that was true. Now, she didn't think they had 'species'. How come she never discovered something like this? A whole huge world of beings that she would never have believed were true.

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“The European, the South American, the Asian… They’re not all the same.” Layla kept enthusiastically talking about it. “Someone I know contracted lycanthropy from a breed of werewolf never seen before in North America.”

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The brunette ran a hand through her hair, so exhausted, not knowing what to say or what to do. “Wow this is… overwhelming.”

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“Sorry, I let myself get carried away.” The librarian watched her from above, Layla looked adorable being so excited.

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“No! It's not you, it's me who... I didn't know about this until a week ago.” Wanda giggled sadly, hugging herself. “Maybe start with the basics? Werewolf for dummies?”

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Layla nodded as she searched for a particular codex. “As you know… A werewolf was a human who suffered from lycanthropy, an infection that caused them to transform into lupine creatures, particularly during full-moon nights.”

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Wanda nodded and took one of the books that the librarian gave her.

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“While some werewolves tried to hold their animalistic impulses in check, other werewolves believed that their human side was merely a disguise, a cage for their true selves, and did not restrain in any way.”

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Wanda kept reading some other pages, that was what she could look for in any freeky and supernatural internet forum. Some stuff were too basic but others were quite graphic and scary like 'the beast of Gevaudan'.

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“How- How do you know what kind of... wolf it is?” The sokovian cleared her throat a little nervous, not knowing if she should say it or not, but who the hell was she going to talk to about it? She couldn't do it with Natasha, she was mad at Natasha. Same with Y/N. “My girlfriend…well… she became one a few weeks ago, and I- I didn't know it. I would like to learn more.”

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“Well, for starters, have you seen her on a full moon?” Layla narrowed her eyes curiously. “Is she like a… wolf? Like a hybrid? Or more like… more human than wolf?”

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“Yeah... it wasn't nice at all.” Wanda kept thinking about that terrifying moment, closing her eyes to be able to describe it better. She remembered that gray fur and yellow eyes, sharp teeth. “She was a huge... wolf. I mean… Bigger than normal, I think so? I never saw one besides the ones at the zoo when I was a kid. Like a gray wolf. Yellow eyes. Big fangs.”

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Layla walked away to get two cups of tea, returning to leave one in front of Wanda. “When was she bitten?”

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“A year ago, I think. That's what she said, she was bitten a year ago.” She stammered as she took the cup. “Thank you.”

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“So no wonder it wasn't a good night, Wanda.” Layla wrinkled her nose and drank some tea. “She’s young. Many usually take a long time to be able to control their impulses.”

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Wanda seemed completely lost at what she was saying.

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“Think of it as a huge… aggressive and violent puppy, until its tamed.”

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Wanda scoffed. “That wasn't a puppy at all.”

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“But the wolf is.” The girl took some books leaving them on the table so they could sit and read them. “Not a puppy but a… wild beast. And the wolf is hungry, it’s angry. How did you manage to control it? Wolfsbane? Silver?”

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“I didn’t.” The brunette shook her head and shrugged. “She just… stopped.”

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Layla turned to look at her in disbelief, thinking it was a joke but when she saw Wanda's face she only raised an eyebrow. “Interesting.”

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"I guess?"

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“I can see you're angry... One of the things you should know is that being who she is… is not easy.”

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“I know, everyone keeps repeating that to me like I don't know.” She sighed, she was really sick of Nat and Yelena saying that to her again and again, even she told herself that sometimes.

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“And you'll ever know.” Layla narrowed her eyes, Wanda would never know through the calvary that her beloved was going through. And it was inevitable and incurable. Layla approached her. “Wanda… what that girl is experiencing is something really terrifying. She loses control of her own body. Every full moon, she must stop being who she is, forced to become something she didn't choose to be. And there is no treatment or cure… it is eternal, it is forever.”

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Wanda said nothing, just lowered her gaze guiltily. Again, she felt guilty for being hurt, but Layla's next words made her look up with concern.

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“The transformation in the first few months and years is…deeply painful.” The egyptian looked for some images in one of the books, showing her. “Bones begin to break, one by one at a time, like a great chorus of pain.”

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“I… didn’t know that.” Wanda now murmured worried and somewhat sad at the thought of Y/N going through all that. She felt a deep anguish, those drawings didn't look good. “Is is too painful?”

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“Awful. I will not lie.” Layla sighed. “Changing is always painful.”

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“I feel so mad at her for not saying anything.” Wanda shook her head. “But at the same time… I understand that it is something really complex.”

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“I'm not saying that lying to you was good. I would be mad too.” Layla cocked her head, understanding the girl's anger. “But it's not easy… all this is… it must be new for you, as well as for her."

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“It was more than that.” Wanda whispered.

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“Facing a werewolf is not easy at all.” Layla smiled and squeezed her shoulder gently, showing support. “You are really very brave.”

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Wanda started flipping through one of the books, although she couldn't understand anything because it was in some kind of Proto-Germanic.

One of those pages caught her attention, especially the drawing. Two huge wolves, one was darker and the other was completely white.

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“Oh, that one is one of my favorites.” Layla smiled, placing two more books on the table. “A bit strange and corny, I must admit.”

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“What is it about?” the brunette murmured curiously.

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“Have you ever heard the story of Hati and Sköll?” Layla prepared herself to tell that story while taking her steaming cup of tea between her hands.

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Wanda frowned. “No.”

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“Well, their story is kind of pretty unbelievable and somewhat fanciful, but a very interesting one.” She cleared her throat as she tried to translate the story for Wanda.

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“Hati and Skoll were the wolves, daughters of Fenrir -the black wolf-, complements, necessary to each other. They both had pivotal roles in their lives, but they always had each other. One was white as the day, the other was darker as the night.

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Every night, since the sun set on the horizon, Hati would come out of hiding to howl once more, her huge black back covering the sky and running after the moon until it reached it, and devoured it eagerly.

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Sköll pursues the Sun relentlessly and fiercely, wishing to leave this entire world in permanent darkness. And this chase never ends. Every mortal man and woman knew that if ever that happened, if the eager wolves managed to reach the Sun or the Moon, the world would be plunged into total and perpetual darkness. Blah blah blah.”

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“But other legends and myths say that when Hati and Sköll were just cubs, Odin -the allfather- captured them and kept them in the kennels of Asgard to keep their father Fenrir, the enemy, at bay.

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“Wolves job was to control the priestesses of the sun and moon, to do their job. Since Odin controls the wolves, thus believing that he also has control over Ragnarök, the end of the days.”

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“The loyal pups, without pure evil in the heart, were forced by Odin to do his dirty jobs just because they were were born on the opposite side. You know… Wrong place, wrong time.”

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Layla cleared her throat, turning the page.

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“Both wolves watch over their priestesses for an eternity, at first in a reluctant and hateful way until they grow fond of them. Hati spent millennia caring for her priestess, listening to her songs, bewitched by her beauty. That priestess stole the beast heart, but the priestess never returned that love, ending up being an unrequited love.”

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“Then… The time had come, Hati had to kill the moon priestess and unleash Ragnarok, but despite the fact that… that was her eternal purpose, she didn’t do it. She loved the priestess too much to take her life away, even if the priestess didn't feel the same way.”

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“Ragnarok never happened, the gods… well, they fell. We forget them, we leave them behind. Sköll hated Hati for not doing it, for she had been unable to refuse, and her red sun priestess died.”

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“And all of Odin's fury fell upon them, Hati and Sköll were eternally cursed. Odin murdered Sköll in front of her sister, then cursed Hati before taking her life. She was cursed to spread a painful malediction, becoming the first werewolf.

ㅤㅤ Hati was going to reincarnate as a human over and over again and she would forget everything. The wolf would always be her karma, and she could never again see the full moon that reminded the priestess, not in the same way. Because when the wolf woke up those days, wouldn't hesitate to take her life this time.”

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Layla finished telling that story and closed the book, leaving it on the table. Wanda kept silent, getting lost in her thoughts.

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“Really cheesy, isn't it?” Layla shrugged. “But it's like everything, you know, an old story. It's got to have drama and madness.”

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“All of this is… too much.” Wanda babbled.

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“Are you okay?”

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“Yeah just…” The Sokovian frowned, trying not to panic. “How do you now all this?”

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“Because I'm a hunter.” Layla revealed without further ado, before drinking some tea.

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Wanda's face paled, she started to stutter so bad.

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“Oh, no. Don't worry, I'm not going to hurt you or her.” She didn't seem to have changed her attitude, Layla just seemed very calm and that made Wanda too uncomfortable. “I'm just a… watcher or something like that. We just investigate some supernatural cases and hand them over to the hunters.”

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“Are you…?” Wanda swallowed hard, considering whether to escape or not. But again, Layla also wasn't showing herself in an aggressive or threatening way.

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“Am I going to tell any hunter about your werewolf girlfriend?” The hunter wrinkled her nose. “No.”

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If Wanda was confused, she was more so now. So, the hunters weren't as bad as they seemed? Weird.

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“Wanda… My father was a renowned anthropologist. He traveled all over the world, meeting endless creatures and… interesting beings. But throughout that journey, he discovered that not all creatures were malicious.” Layla told her the truth, those eyes there was not a bit of malice or lies. “Some of them just want to live in society like…everyone.”

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“This place is a sanctuary. Here we don't have violence allowed, but many hunters tend to hang around. Be careful. This information is precious, now no one can be trusted.”

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“Thank you.” Wanda nodded and drank some tea. “This is... new to me.”

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“You’re lucky, you have found me. I recommend you start…” Layla leaned in to whisper. “Avoid telling all this to people you don't know or don't really trust. This could put you in danger… But you must understand something, Wanda. There are people out there who... Some of us undertand, others won't think so and put a bullet in your girl's head. Hunters are shaped by tragedy, and they blame whatever monster reminds them of it.”

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Wanda was terrified just thinking about the damage and danger that Y/N could go through, any kind of anger and annoyance was left behind.

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“If you love that girl, you have to be extremely careful or walk away completely.”

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Wanda just nodded, understanding the whole situation she was in much better.

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“Can I take a picture of this? Please?” Wanda pointed to the book and picked up the phone.

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“Sure.” Layla smiled and got up to find some other books that Wanda wanted to read. “But I repeat, it's just an old story to scare children. It's for the kids to go to bed early at night...”

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Wanda just nodded stared at that image of the wolves dancing, like a ying and yang. Totally complementary opposites. Dancing.

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“So… she’s not talking to you?” Natasha's voice made Y/N look up. They were in the living room, resting on that sofa while Y/N was looking for a movie to watch.

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“Not since she left with you that morning.” Y/N sighed somewhat gloomy. “I tried. Wanda has been avoiding me and ignoring my calls.”

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Natasha wrinkled her nose and drank some of beer. “Same here. All I know is that she's fine, Pietro told me that.”

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“I miss her.” Y/N sighed. Never thought that it could hurt so much to feel her distance again.

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“Me too, but she has every right to be mad at us.”

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Y/N just remained silent, somewhat thoughtful.

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Of course, she perfectly understood Wanda's reasons, but her absence caused a deep pain in her heart.

Every morning, every night, anxiety devoured her like a wild beast. Looking at her chat and being a prisoner of that 'online' but not even receiving a 'hello'.

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At that moment the door opened, with a Jules that came quite loaded. In her hands a huge two pizza boxes. “I'm back! Is everything ready?

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“Yep.” Y/N got up to help her. “Thank you.”

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“I’m so damn hungry.” The dark haired girl grumbled as she took off her jacket. “I've been waiting for an hour! But it was worth it, this place has exquisite pizza.”

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“So are you guys coming back to Wyoming? In a week it's… you know.” Natasha asked as she brought some beers and soda to the table. Since Wanda moved away from her and Yelena was on the honeymoon, the redhead found such a nice company with them.

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“No… We’re staying here a bit longer. We stay indefinitely.” Jules said as she set the pizza down on the coffee table along with some fries and mozzarella sticks. Y/N turned to see her, really surprised. “We just have to do finish the work on that fucking cabin.”

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“We staying here?” Y/N smiled widely. One of the best news among so much sadness.

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“Well, we can't just leave after what happened with your girlfriend, right? There’s no excuse for which to escape now. You have to get her back...” The dark-haired girl arched her brow and licked her finger when she got some ketchup on it.

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“Or maybe you don't want to miss me.” Natasha teased, wiggling her eyebrows flirtatiously.

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“Ugh, you wish that. You think too much of yourself, you know?” Jules rolled her eyes, then looked at Y/N. “And YOU, please, stop playing ‘You're On Your Own, Kid’ over and over again while you cry like a baby.”

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“I wasn’t crying!” Y/N grunted and blushed, biting her slice. “I’m just… I have allergies.”

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“To what? Break up?” Jules teased as she took a slice of pizza.

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Natasha giggled but when she saw Y/N's face she just pursed her lips. “Anyway… Did you find out anything about that day? About who bit you.”

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They shook their heads.

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“It's been a year now... All I remember is a huge wolf was biting Y/N, one much bigger than us by the way… it was too dark. I shot, it walked away. This girl was soaked in blood, I got bit.” Jules shrugged.

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“I was looking but that night it was impossible... there was no one near the forest other than the Ranger truck.” Nat wiped her lips with a napkin.

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“Speaking of investigations, how's all your work going at the station? Any interesting case?” Y/N settled on the couch, happy with her pizza. She needed a girls' night out so bad.

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“Yeah, Romanoff, how does it feel to work like a pig?” Jules teased again.

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“Not as dirty as a flea-fest hound.”

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“Hey!”

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They kept talking for a while until the sound of the doorbell made them both look at each other, confused.

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“Are we waiting for someone else?” Nat asked curiously.

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“No… just us. Yelena and Kate are coming back tomorrow.” Y/N frowned as she walked towards the door. But when she opened the door, everything inside went to hell. Or heaven.

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The woman's heart took a huge leap.

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“Hey.” Y/N whispered slightly. In front of her was that woman she loved so much. Wanda looked beautiful, wearing an adorable beannie and a huge grey coat.

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“Hey.” Wanda was as nervous as the first time as on their first date. So lovestruck.

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They both looked at each other for a moment without saying anything, completely lost. They were lost in time and space.

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“Okay, let her in, right? It looks cold outside!” Natasha and Jules looked at each other with a teasing smile.

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“Yeah! Sorry! Come in, please!” Y/N apologized and stepped aside.

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Wanda smiled kindly and went into the living room, noticing that Y/N wasn’t alone. There was also Natasha and Jules, they seemed in some sort of movie night or something.

Suddenly Wanda felt the anxiety coming back again. “C-Can we talk?”

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“Of course, yeah. Yes, we can.” Y/N babbled. Wanda turned to see her friends who were watching them curiously.

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“Sorry, I came at a rather inopportune time. I wouldn't want to ruin your night.” The brunette said sheepishly.

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“Don’t worry, Wands, we were going to leave anyway, right?” Natasha smiled and took Jules's arm to pull her toward the door, though the woman seemed reluctant to give up the food.

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“What? But I’m- I’m hungry! You can talk in the bedroom!” Jules pouted, looking at the pizza and stretching her hand.

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“I'll buy you something on the way. Think about it as a date! Let’s go!” Natasha muttered under her breath and took the girl out of the house. Finally leaving them alone.

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“Those two…” Wanda pointed and narrowed her eyes in confusion.

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“Yeah.” Y/N sighed deeply and shook her head. “I was the same. But I think they get along even though neither wants to accept it.”

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Wanda nodded and silence returned. Facing each other, they didn't even know how to begin. “So…”

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“How are you?” y/n said without even thinking. That's the stupidest question you've ever asked.

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“Good. As it is possible in these circumstances, right?” Wanda swallowed and smiled awkwardly as they walked over to the couch so they could sit down. Y/N moved away so she could pour a glass of wine for her, she remembered that rosé was Wanda’s favourite. “Thank you… how have you been?”

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“Well, I... I've... I've been...” she stammered. Should Y/N tell Wanda that she's been like a wet abandoned puppy all week? That she hasn't stopped thinking about her all this time? Did her friends approve of that? Or would she look too pathetic? “A bit... worried, maybe, but I wanted to give you some space.”

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Wanda narrowed her eyes, somewhat amused. “You kept calling me every night.”

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“That could be true, also that... Yep.” She handed Wanda the glass of wine.

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They both giggled, they were definitely completely idiots for each other but didn't know how to do this. Being in love wasn't easy right now.

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“I'm sorry. For everything I did to you.” Y/N finally exhaled, releasing everything she kept inside. For the first time, she opened up and released the huge load that only seemed to sink her. “For what I have not told you, because I have lied to you… I am sorry.”

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Wanda pursed her lips, taking a seat next to her, she set the glass aside.

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“I know it's not easy…” Y/N sighed and looked at Wanda with genuine sadness. “Trust me, I know.”

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“No, you don't.” The Sokovian looked at her hands. She didn't want to be hard on her, but she was really trying to open her heart and not close it off forever.

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“I don't expect you to forgive me or want to be with me right now. I don't know if…” Y/N hesitated, thinking better of what to say. She just closed her eyes and inhaled deeply. “When we got back, Jules told me I was going to hurt you and I did it. I don't want that again, Wands. You don't deserve that.”

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She took Wanda's hand and squeezed it gently.

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“I love you, I love you with all my heart and this dark thing inside me knows it, it knows what I feel because otherwise that night would have been much more... darker.” She swallowed, trying not to cry. Noticing how Wanda's huge green eyes filled with tears too. “And because I love you, I know that… I know that this is not easy to accept or deal with but I didn't choose it.”

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She narrowed her eyes, trying to take courage and that her voice did not waver. “I love you, and I want you to be happy even if it means having to let you go.”

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“Y/N…” Wanda tried.

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Y/N swallowed. “I don't know how I'll do it, I don't know what will happen next but I know that I want the best for you, no matter how that is... I will always want you to be happy.”

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Wanda watched her beloved for a moment, noticing that Y/N's look only showed the concern she felt to know her answer. She just caressed her cheek gently.

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“The best thing for me is you, silly.” The brunette smiled, especially when Y/N's look went from sad one to hopeful. “So many new senses and you haven't figured that out?”

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Y/N giggled excitedly and shook her head. But a sigh escaped her lips when Wanda took Y/N’s hand and brought it to her chest.

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“Can you feel my heart, detka?” The Sokovian whispered. “It’s you.”

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“I love you.” Y/N sniffled. “I love you like I never loved anything, truly… Please, forgive me.”

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“I forgive you.” Wanda caressed her cheek tenderly and then hugged her tightly. “I'm sorry too. I was afraid, I still am.”

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“You don't have to apologize, none of this is your fault.” The girl closed her eyes and was lost in that embrace for a while, until both decided to separate and dry their tears.

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“Neither is yours. Well… not everything.” Wanda joked and they both laughed through tears. “We will do all this together, discover... a new world, together.”

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Y/N finally smiled, Wanda was supporting her even after all that. What had she done so well in other lives to deserve her?

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“We will… together… By the way, are you hungry?” She tried to pretend nothing was wrong, even though they both looked like two wet puppies.

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“Well, I haven't eaten anything yet.” Wanda wrinkled her nose in that adorable way. “Do you think your friend won't be mad if I eat a piece of her delicious pizza?”

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“I don't think so. I don't think they'll come back either.” Y/N whispered with a mischievous smile on her lips, leaning down to finally kiss her lover's lips.

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It was a cute kiss, so tender and soft that it surprised both when it took on an unexpected passion. Y/N wrapped around Wanda's waist and pulled the girl against her body, unable to let her go.

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“Mh…” Wanda whispered agitated when she could barely separate from Y/N's lips. “On second thought, I think I have other plans right now.”

Her beloved's soft lips ran over her skin, Wanda stretched her neck, needing more of that. Her perfume was like a drug, a new addiction that Y/N couldn't and wouldn't easily overcome.

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Her teeth brushed the pale skin, that delicious neck invited her to bite it one more time. And she did it, with utterly sensual softness.

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The week before the full moon used to be one of the hottest and most needy ones, besides the bestial hunger., always felt starving. And now Wanda could understand it after many orgasms.

She could feel Wanda's heart beating fast, almost in step with hers.

They already shed their clothes, just two bodies under the sheets finding each other, complementing each other in the most perfect way.

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“I love you.” Y/N whispered against her lips, making Wanda smile.

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“I love you, detka.” Wanda whispered as well, caressing her girlfriend's shoulders slowly.

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With some mischief, she pushed Y/N to lie down on the bed and now the sokovian took control.

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“What are you doing?” Y/N giggled, but her heart skipped a beat when she saw Wanda sit on her hips.

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“Taking control.” She began to move slowly, rubbing her sex against hers. “Why? Do you think I couldn't do it?”

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“I-…” Y/N stammered, utterly bewitched.

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“Do you think you're too wild for me?” Wanda teased one more time. The brunette arched an eyebrow taking Y/N's hands -which she had on Wanda’s hips- and brought them over her head.

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Y/N couldn't even answer, she just got carried away. Again desire awoke inside her, especially when Wanda took her face to stare at her. Those green eyes, pupils dilated from passion.

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“I’m yours but you…You’re mine.” She said it as if she'd challenge Y/N, as challenging the beast within. Declaring her deep possession and devotion to that woman.

ㅤㅤ Wanda was the one in charge that night.

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“You get it, right?”

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Oh, I didn't need to answer that. Y/N just nodded, biting her lower lip when Wanda began to kiss her chest, slowly going down her belly.

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“I do…”

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“Say it then.” Wanda growled, biting her skin softly.

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The warmth between Y/N’s legs increased just by hearing that thick sokovian accent; she wasn't asking, she was ordering.

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“I’m yours.” Y/N declared with a unique fidelity, closing her eyes and moaning when Wanda finally found that needy and delicate spot.

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The brunette's hands ran over and caressed those sweet thighs while she devoured her, making Y/N hers.

This time now she was the victim, and wasn’t going to deny that she was fascinated.

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“Do you really want to do this?” Y/N asked Wanda, who was next to her. They were both in front of that old cabin that now seemed much cleaner and definitely in better condition than before.

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The memories came to Wanda like a bullet; she swallowed thinking about that whole night of horror that she had lived through. But she had to face it, didn't she?

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“Yeah.” The brunette sighed and nodded. “I must and I want to.”

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If she wanted to be with Y/N, she had to understand her new way of living her life and the first step was to support her.

Y/N took her hand and they finally entered the cabin together. It definitely looked much better, neat and quite welcoming.

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“Hey.” Jules waved as she walked up the basement stairs. “Everything’s ready down there.”

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A shiver ran through the sokovian’s body. Both found themselves in the same way, this time in a very different way.

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“Hi.” Wanda murmured something shy; the dejavu. ㅤㅤ

“We're not going to hurt you.” Y/N said when she noticed the tension in her girlfriend. “The sun hasn't set yet.”

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Wanda swallowed and just nodded, trusting her.

ㅤㅤ The three of them went down the stairs, Y/N still holding Wanda's hand and squeezed it, giving her the comfort she needed.

It seemed like a completely different place, and it was thanks to the work they did together with Natasha, who helped them a lot.

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Two massive cages or cells separated the room, the iron bars preventing whatever was inside from getting out.

A table and some chairs and other necessary stuff, a cabinet with weapons, a rifle with tranquilizer darts in case they need to defend themselves.

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“This is good.” Wanda murmured, the flickering lights gone. The facility was pretty good now.

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“Right? We've worked all week on this. We got a small power unit for electricity to keep everything going all night, for 16 hours in fact. And we got some coffee and some necessary stuff... just in case, if someone stays.” Y/N commented proudly looking at the cages. “Nat helped us a lot... Stark helped us with the cages. Nat helped us get tranquilizers as well, enough to put a bunch of horses to sleep.”

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“Anything to keep you safe.” Nat smiled at them.

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“How did you get it?” Jules asked curiously as she sat down to enjoy some Doritos.

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“Yeah, few years ago I was investigating some dirty old man who profited by selling exotic animals, he also sold Carfentanil. Told him that if he didn't help me get it, the FBI was going to drop in his fucking house soon.” Nat pursed her lips. “I ratted him out anyway but got what I needed.”

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They all nodded in surprise.

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“That’s awesome… But you don't have to put your job at risk for this, Nat.” Y/N sighed and sat down on on the sofa, trying it. It wasn’t that bad.

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“So, what's the plan?” Wanda asked her as she walked through the cages, touching the iron reinforced door. The barriers seemed strong enough to hold.

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“The plan is to stay inside, all night.” Y/N shrugged. “The barriers are made of iron, it has silver and wolfsbane. The door is reinforced, the lock is numeric.”

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“All night?” Wanda turned to look at her, clearly worried.

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“From dusk until dawn.”

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“Just you two?”

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Y/N and Jules nodded.

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“That’s tonight, right?”

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“Yup.” Y/N sighed, leaning back on the sofa and closing her eyes for a moment. She began to feel it.

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“Then I’m staying.” Wanda said without further ado and left her purse on the sofa. Jules just ate Doritos and watched them like she was watching her favorite soap opera.

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Y/N shook her head quickly. “Wanda… it’s not safe. Jules, say something. You always have something to say about responsibility and shit.”

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Jules shrugged. "After what we did to her that night, I can't say anything. I owe it to her.”

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Y/N huffed.

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“If you want this to work, we have to deal with this together.” Wanda pointed at them. “Are any of you going to stop it? You guys owe me for the last time.”

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They all looked at each other, of course it wasn't fair now to exclude her from all of this mess.

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“I'll keep an eye on you, how hard can it be? You’ll be locked up, I’ve a gun.” Wanda crossed her arms, she wasn't going to accept ‘no’ for an answer. “I won't open, I’m not stupid, I'll just watch you.”

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“We will.” Nat sighed. “I'm not going to leave you alone, even though this is safe.”

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Y/N, who didn't seem at all happy with this idea, just remained thoughtful. Wanda stared at her, a battle that would have only one winner. Again, if Y/N wanted this to work, she had to go along with it.

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Y/N grunted and reached over to take the rifle and handed it to Nat. “If something happens, you shoot. Understood? No time to doubt.”

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“Yeah, I already told you… yes.” Nat sighed and rolled her eyes, setting the rifle aside. She nodded to Jules for them both to come out and leave the girls alone for a moment.

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“I know you don't like the idea, you don't have to look at me like that, detka.” Wanda said like a scolded puppy as she leaned, trying to buy her girlfriend who seemed a bit grumpy. They both leaned against the cage.

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“There will be things you don't like to see.” Y/N leaned next to her, placing her hand on Wanda's. “And there will be things that will seem horrible, painful or awful to you… But there's nothing you can do to help me. Are you sure you want to do this? Maybe is not-”

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“Can't live ignoring it, Y/N.” The sokovian sighed. The tallest woman just nodded and looked at the cage.

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“For nothing in the world do you open that door, do you understand?”

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“Yes, Y/N. I’m not dumb.” Wanda narrowed her eyes.

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“I mean it. I don't think you're stupid, I think you love me too much to try.”

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Seeing the concern and love in Y/N's eyes, Wanda understood that she wasn't scolding her. She was just trying to take care of her. The brunette caressed her cheek softly before kissing Y/N's lips.

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“I love you, detka. It’s okay, I can handle this night and so can you.”

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Y/N smiled so in love with her. “I love you, Wands.”

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About three hours have passed since they arrived and the sun would finish setting in about twenty minutes. The last hour had been the most difficult for both werewolves, who seemed to be fidgeting. The sweat, the reddish eyes, the anxiety.

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“You both should go up, this is not going to be easy to watch.” Y/N told them as she sat in the cage, opening the medcase to take out the syringe and vials of purple liquid.

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She swallowed, her body heat rising more and more. Hands began to shake again, making it harder to handle the syringe.

Y/N sighed heavily, trying to focus.

Natasha was going to close the cage when Wanda intervened. She stepped into the cage and crouched down to take Y/N’s hand.

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“I'll help you, okay?” She whispered, gently stroking Y/N’s forehead. Seeing Y/N so sweaty, as if she had one of the worst fevers she's ever seen broke her heart. If only she knew that the worst would come later. “Please, let me help you.”

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Nat watched this curiously, thinking that perhaps she should do the same. She turned to look at the next cage, noticing that Jules was curling up trying to stay calm as well, so she decided to help her. Or at least give the girl some comfort.

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“I’m sorry, Wands.” Y/N's eyes became teary for a moment, how come that woman still wanted to stay by her side despite everything? A month ago, she put Wanda through hell and now she was at her side, wanting to make this awful night less heavy on her.

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She handed the syringe to Wanda, who carefully and not before taking a deep breath, injected it gently into the werewolf's arm.

Instantly, Y/N closed her eyes, gritted her teeth and tried to stifle a cry of pain. How that liquid ran through every part of her body, making her squirm; her heart was pumping hard.

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“Are you okay?” Wanda scolded herself, that was maybe the dumbest question she could have asked, again. But Y/N just nodded slowly, now allowing her body to relax after the pain. Wanda didn't move away, she just stayed for a moment, gently stroking her hair.

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“Wanda, it’s time.” Natasha's voice made the Sokovian turn around and nod, getting up to walk away. Her heart was heavy just seeing Y/N like that.

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“Thank you…” Y/N swallowed as Natasha closed the cage and locked it with many locks, besides to the numeric one.

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“You will not know the code, only we will know it.” Nat explained to both. Both girls were on the ground, trying to recover, babbling incoherently due to the poison.

Natasha stood next to Wanda and hugged her.

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“What's happening to them?”

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“I don't know, it's the first time I've... seen this.” Nat swallowed. “We should go up, the sun will go down in two minutes-”

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But Wanda quickly shook her head. “No, I want to be here. I want…to be there for her.”

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Natasha wanted to convince her but it was in vain, Wanda wasn’t going to abandon Y/N. Not anymore. But the worst came a minute later.

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A piercing scream made Wanda and Natasha turn around in fright to see what was happening. The loud crack of a bone breaking from her sent a chill down their spine.

Y/N's eyes widened, trying to crawl on the ground to escape but it was impossible. Again, calvary.

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Desperate, Wanda’s first instinct was to go help her but Nat stopped her.

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“Get her out of here!” Y/N managed to scream before whimpering in deep pain. Her heart was pounding so hard it would burst out of her chest soon. And she could not only hear her own, but also the heartbeat of the two of them.

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The Russian had seen many things in her life, especially working as a police officer, but nothing like this. The way her friends started to scream in pain, tears welled up in her eyes but she tried to be strong.

Wanda felt how tears fell down her face, now she understood perfectly. How could she have been so blind? The pain that her beloved suffered eternally was a horrible curse, seeing Y/N suffer like that and not being able to do anything about it broke her heart.

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Feeling so helpless, how can you see the love of your life suffer so much and you can't do anything?

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The desperate screams of both women made Wanda gasp and hide her face in Natasha's chest, hugging her tightly. Nat didn't hesitate a moment longer to get her out of the basement, while the screams now turned into animal roars and whines.

Wanda stopped halfway up the stairs and looked at the cages. She couldn't leave now, right? She had already seen the worst, she had to be by her side until the end.

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She sighed heavily and went back downstairs, even when Natasha told her not to. “I'm not going to abandon her now.”

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The Sokovian walked until she was in front of the cages, trying to stay strong, especially when the human figures in them had disappeared. Now only two huge beasts were in those cages, watching her suspiciously.

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Wanda inhaled deeply, she must have been strong even though her legs were shaking.

Memories came back to her, seeing how those beasts that had previously hunted her throughout the forest now just looked at her.

Both wolves walked around the cages, trying to push and open them but it was in vain. And to Wanda’s surprise, the white wolf simply lay down on the ground and sighed, closing her eyes.

As if she gave up.

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But the gray wolf kept watching carefully, its ears pricked up listening to the Sokovian's every move.

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“They don't seem to look violent for now.” Natasha murmured, standing next to Wanda, watching the wolves. “They are… quite big.”

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“More than a normal wolf.” Wanda added.

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Natasha narrowed her eyes, noticing how the gray wolf kept looking at Wanda. “She doesn't stop looking at you. Do you think it's her? It's kind of creepy.”

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“I see that.” Wanda whispered a little shyly.

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“I'm going to make myself a coffee and watch everything is okay around on the cameras, this will be an interesting night. Want one?”

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“Yes, thank you.”

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The Russian sighed and took the rifle, handing it over to her friend. “Take this, if you need it, feel free to use it.”

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Wanda nodded but just stared at Y/N.

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“Wanda...” Nat turns around, knowing her best friend perfectly well. “Stay away from the cages.”

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But the brunette just rolled her eyes. “I know what I do, Nat.”

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But of course, once the russian was far enough away, Wanda carefully approached the cage to see that wolf more closely.

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“Y/N… are you still there?” She whispered, staying away but facing the wolf. Wanda sat down with the legs crossed. “I know you're there... that's why you didn't hurt me last time.”

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The wolf just growled, keeping its gaze fixed on the girl.

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“I'm sorry I didn't support you sooner, although you must admit I had my reasons. You almost scared me to death.”

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Wanda sighed.

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“But now I can see all that you suffer and... it really is awful, and I'm so sorry.” She finally spoke with her heart. “I'm sorry you have to stop for this, but you won't do it alone.”

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The connection between their gazes was impossible to break. Those wild yellow eyes met Wanda's lovely green eyes once again, in a completely different context.

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Wanda swallowed, perhaps she was losing her mind but her instincts told her to go further. She lifted her hand and pulled it closer to the cage, making the wolf to snarl and bare its teeth at her.

“I know you are there.” She tried once more, sighing. “I know you love me. Remember? I’m yours… and you’re mine. Everything is okay.”

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It was just the stupidest and most irresponsible thing she'd ever done, but if Y/N hadn't hurt her before, maybe she wouldn't now either.

The Sokovian swallowed and held out her hand, but palm up.

Somewhere she had read that it was good to extend your hand like this to the animals and allow them to come close to smell you, it was less aggressive.

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“You didn't hurt me last time, I know you won't hurt me this time either. I know that you recognize me, I know that you love me and I know that you are there… You’re stronger than the wilderness.”

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The silence made Wanda stir uneasily, somewhat fearful but she tried to be sure. Animals knew when you were afraid.

She tried to sing a little sokovian lullaby that she once heard her mother sing, it served to reassure the little rascals.

And for the first time, Y/N broke gaze contact with her to blink and relax her body again. The tension left her body and the wolf decided to sniff her hand and end up leaning against the cage, in front of her.

Wanda sighed deeply and closed her eyes, feeling how her soul returned to her body. “Good boy?”

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In response, Y/N growled.

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“Okay, sorry, too far.” The sokovian giggled and although she doubted whether to continue; finally she let her fingers gently stroke the gray and black fur on her back.

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Wanda smiled at the feeling, even when Y/N finally seemed to relax even more from her when she reached the area between her ears. The fur was so soft, so nice.

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“You’re just an angry puppy.”

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The wolf just sighed, enjoying the caresses so new to her. Definitely now a new bond united them and that made Wanda’s heart swell with happiness.

ㅤㅤ Although a sad whine from the white wolf made the brunette giggle. Definitely jealous of not getting the same affection.

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“I don't trust you that much, Jules. I'm sorry.”

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The night passed quite calmly, although from time to time you could hear the whines and snorts of the wolves that didn't seem very comfortable with the confinement but tried to bear it.

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“Aw… Is that an apex predator? Look at that, looks like a bag of fleas.” Natasha teased at the sight of Jules, who just growled at her.

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Natasha returned with two steaming cups of coffee for both of them.

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"Thank you." Wanda smiled and took the cup in her hands. Nat just smiled and sat across from her, watching her cages for a while.

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"I've been thinking all this time, you know?" Nat started. "I've never seen anything like that before."

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Wanda looked up from her while she drank some coffee, understanding that she was referring to the painful transformation.

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“I...until the last minute I thought maybe-” Nat smiled a little sadly. “Part of me wanted to think that it was just a story, that maybe they were a little crazy, you know? And… well… seeing that is true, it’s quite painful. I can understand it a little better now, it's awful.”

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“I completely understand that. It was…” Wanda sighed deeply. “Painful. And it's something we have to get used to for a long time.”

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They both looked at each other and nodded, noticing that the wolves only snorted restlessly but stayed in place. Nat noticed that Wanda was still completely immersed in reading some old book.

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“What are you reading?”

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“Something I found the other day.” Wanda opened the book and showed her friend each of its pages. “It's some kind of legend or something, a Völva predicted it.”

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“A what?” Natasha frowned.

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“A Völva…was a prophetess and witch in Scandinavian mythology.” The Sokovian explained as she searched for something on the page. “It's about two wolves that complemented each other, were... destined for something.”

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“Did you start looking about werewolves?” Natasha teased and sat down across from her, taking a sip of her coffee. “Where? Reddit? Shit, I forgot sugar.”

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“Ha-ha, very funny. For your information, I was in a huge supernatural library with some good intel, a hunter named Layla told me everything I needed to know.” Wanda looked excited, she walked towards the stairs to go up and look for the sugar but she turned to see Nat who seemed worried.

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“A hunter?” The smile vanished from the Russian's face. This did not seem to please Natasha, who tensed at the mention of a hunter.

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“Yes, but don't worry, she's not the kind who likes to hunt monsters.” Layla didn't seem like a bad person, or at least her gut told her she wasn't.

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“Are you sure about that?” Natasha clenched her jaw and sat up straighter, looking up the stairs.

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Wanda was going to say something but the sensation of the cold metal on her neck made her jump.

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“Stay still.” Someone behind her ordered, a rather raspy and deep voice. Wanda watched out of the corner of her eye as a man in his forties finished coming down the stairs and perched behind her, pointing a shotgun at her.

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He had several days' stubble and greasy hair that made her feel a deep disgust.

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“Easy, kiddos.” The man hastened to say when he saw Natasha ready to face him. “We only come for the pups… and we will leave.”

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The wolves began to growl desperately, trying to free themselves.

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Natasha pulled out her gun and now it becomes a fight to take control. “If you come close, I'll shoot you.”

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“Yeah, darling, I wouldn't do that if I were you.” The hunter reloaded his shotgun ready to shoot at Wanda, he pressed the cold metal of the barrel against her back, making her shiver.

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But while it would have been interesting to see her in a duel, two men walked in taking aim at both of them. Now it was three against one.

Swallowing, Natasha realized that she couldn't take on three. She just put down her gun and held up her hands, giving up.

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“Put the wolves to sleep.” The hunter told to his partners, who approached Natasha and pushed her against the wall. One of them pointed his rifle at Y/N.

“Hello there, wolfie. If you don't want me to shoot these two beauties, or maybe do something even more nasty to them, you're going to stand still like the dog that you are. Those girls are really pretty…” Rumlow threatened with a rather sinister smile.

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The grey wolf kept her gaze on him, as if she could devour him just by looking at this man. She swore him a painful death, of that Y/N was quite sure.

He raised the gun and shot those darts straight into Y/N's neck and then into Jules, making them both start to stumble for some seconds and fall to the ground without further ado.

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“Open the door.” Rumlow -the hunter who seemed to be in charge- ordered to Nat.

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“Nat, don’t do it!” Wanda told her but one of them hit her in the stomach, making her cough.

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“Open the fucking door, I’m not playing!” The man took the shotgun aiming at the sokovian's head. “NOW.”

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The redhead swallowed hard and nodded, moving closer to the door. She quickly keyed in the code, a 'click' indicated that the locks were off.

The other hunters got the wolves out of the cages, though they seemed to be doing it with some difficulty due to their size.

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“They don't hurt, they don't come out on a full moon. Please just let them go.” Wanda begged, but one of the hunters pushed her next to Natasha.

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“Yeah, sweetie. You see, I don't care if they eat a herd of sheep and howl at the moon or eat half the fucking town... I just want their skin.” Rumlow chuckled, of course the guy seemed to be a complete psycho.

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“Their skins?” Natasha wrinkled her nose, feeling a deep disgust. “You son of a bitch!”

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“They’re humans! The rest of the month they are...” Wanda tried but the man stopped her.

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“Do you have any idea how much money they will give me for these two? Werewolf skin is unique, gonna sell the skin of these two puppies... after skinning them alive.” The hunter took and threw them into the cell, slamming the door shut. “You’re just girls. Stay there, try not to disturb.”

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Rumlow spat aside and shook his head, walking away, leaving those two screaming desperately, trying to get free.

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Once he left the cabin, Rumlow walked towards one of the trucks that was waiting for him to leave. Two armored vehicles strong enough to move them quickly before they woke up.

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Of course, those guys didn't handle themselves. There was something much more older and powerful behind.

Completely chained, both wolves were whimpering due to the pain the silver and the wolfsbane caused them. They seemed to have all the necessary equipment to keep both trapped. They weren't amateurs at all.

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“They are going to give us good money for these two.” Rumlow smiled, patting his partner on the back.

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“They don't have much time yet, the size indicates a... a year or maybe two soon.” One of them said watching them carefully, he looked more like a nerd than a hunter. “Should we sell them now or let them grow a bit? She looks like an Alpha.”

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“Yeah, I don’t know.” Rumlow shrugged. He took one of the silver knives and leaned down to cut the skin of one of the wolves, making it whimper.

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“Look how the white one squeals.” He scoffed and they all burst out laughing. He did it again, staining that white fur with blood.

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But even though Y/N wanted to do something, she could only grunt. That muzzle and the chains kept her completely tied up, as well as drugged to the core.

But suddenly the truck stopped. Perhaps the road was too dark?

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“Walker... what's wrong?” He asked the driver but no one answered.

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Rumlow frowned but suddenly the truck door was ripped off with enormous violence and the man's scream was dragged into the dark night.

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“Come on!” Wanda insisted desperately while her friend tried to open the cage.

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“Wanda, just let me do it-” Natasha groaned as she tried to open the door with the code. It was a great idea that it was hard to open for whoever was inside it, but right now it didn't seem to be helping.

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After a few minutes, the beep made them both sigh with joy, Nat pushed the door so that they both got out of that place as quickly as possible.

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“The tire tracks on the ground say they went that way.” The redhead pointed as they both got into their car, leaving the shotgun next to her.

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Wanda just nodded and hoped that everything was really alright. She was glad to think that they hadn't escaped for too long, two huge wolves wouldn't be easy to take out, would they?

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“It won't be easy to get them, they clearly have armored trucks.” Nat explained as they drove down the dirt road.

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“How are we going to stop them then? It's just you and me.” Wanda was really worried.

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“We'll just follow them… and find out what the hell they're up to, then we'll figure out what to do, okay?”

One by one, those men were caught and torn apart by the huge fangs. Rumlow opened the door and tried to run away, managing to escape for a bit but that beast just caught him quickly, muffling his screams in the bushes.

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Y/N's eyes opened slowly, she was still a prisoner of those chains but at least they were outside that truck that was now beginning to catch fire. The screams of those men still echoed in the forest, until the last fell silent forever.

That wolf noticed how something was moving in the shadows, she would never have expected to see it.

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A gigantic black wolf approached them, baring its teeth. It was much bigger than both, of course, and deadlier. A strange feeling of familiarity washed over her. They both tried to free themselves but couldn't.

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The black wolf kept staring at them, until it howled. A long and deep, anguished howl. It took over the night.

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The werewolf slowly approached them, suddenly that huge black wolf changed its shape, this time it didn't seem like a painful process but rather something... natural.

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Its black fur turned into hair as dark as night, the wolf was transformed into a female figure. A young naked woman with hair black as night and bright blue eyes.

Her gaze reflected nothing but malice.

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“Hello.” The woman smirked so smug, approaching until she was crouched in front of them. “Oh, don’t look at me like that, I just saved your asses... Oh, yeah, maybe it's because you don't know me.”

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Grinning widely and proudly showing her fangs, she looked a bit creepy but gorgeous. Both wolves twitched at her presence. Y/N felt as if something inside was ordering to lower her temper and obey the woman.

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“We haven't seen each other since I did that to you by the way.” She pointed at Y/N's neck, who was growling furiously now. She managed to move enough to take a bite but failed in the attempt.

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How could she not be furious? In front of her was the person who ruined her life forever, cursing her for eternity.

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“Easy.” She pointed at Y/N and reached out to grab the Jules's thick fur like a puppy, making her squeal.

Y/N felt a deep helplessness, couldn't even do anything.

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“You’re going to stay still.” The lady hissed, tightening the grip on Jules's neck and making the wolf cry in pain again. “Or this mutt will suffer the consequences.”

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Y/N relaxed her body, lowering her head again. She had to obey to that bond, or rather, her alpha.

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“Oww, look at you… Surely you thought you were some kind of alpha or something, right? After biting this mutt here.” The woman caressed Y/N's fur first, making her to feel a horrible chill. But then she took her skin into a fist, squeezing it hard, now making Y/N squeal. “Stay lying down, baby wolf. You can't top me on my worst day.”

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The woman released her grip and then looked at them with certain revulsion. “You must also wonder why I can return to my form and you can't... that's because i'm better. I must admit that I lost sight of you for a long time. I was surprised to learn that you were back in New York. Yellowstone days are over, huh?”

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She walked around the place, kicking some of the bodies to make sure they were all dead. Finally bent down to steal some stuff from the corpses, especially their IDs, they were all completely torn to pieces.

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“They must have a lot of questions, especially you.” She looked at Y/N again. “Surely now you ask yourself: What makes me so special? Why did you choose me? WHY?”

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She let out a deranged laugh.

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“Do you wanna know the truth?” The woman bit her lower lip. “You're just a fluke.” The woman chuckled cruelly and shrugged.

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“I mean, I just like to… take the best and turn it into the worst.” The black werewolf shrugged. She wanted to continue but the sound of an car and the distant lights made her stop. “But I don't think it's time to talk about it here.”

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With a rather arrogant attitude and a murderous look, the woman smiled at Y/N once more. “I'll find you soon, okay?”

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That strange woman started to walk away but turned around for a moment, only to threaten her once more. “By the way, you have a delicious girlfriend. You should take more care of her. Don't make me mad, I'm not saving your asses again.”

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That woman transformed into a wolf again, but the amazing thing is that she didn't even have a painful transformation. Simply a perfect metamorphosis, that enormous black wolf once again run away between the forest and the night.

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A car stopped in front of them, the lights blinded them for a moment, but finally Wanda and Natasha got out of the car.

But both were shocked to see the amount of corpses around them, and how the trucks were burning.

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“Fuck.” Natasha whispered as she saw how the trucks exploded, catching fire in that dark night. That would definitely have consequences.

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Well, I hope you liked this a little more. I don't know if it's really good, it's 3 am and I'm very sleepy so I hope I don't have so many typos. 🐻

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Witches Can Be Good | Supernatural x Scarlet Witch! Reader - Part 1

This is intended to be a short story/one shot. I wrote this when I had a sudden idea of a crossover between Supernatural and the Scarlet Witch. Also available on my Wattpad and Quotev! Enjoy!

This inspired by a tumblr post: The Sweet Old Lady is a Witch by Thera. I really love her Wanda/Y/n OC and the story! Here's her story: https://thera-daydreams.tumblr.com/post/658041636626022400/

Supernatural x Scarlet Witch! Reader

I do not own Marvel or Supernatural.

Part 1 (You are here) *~* Part 2 *~* Part 3 *~* Part 4???

Part 1: Into the World of Supernatural

Wanda was done and tired.

After going through the multiverse with Dr. Strange and Loki, after Westview, after sacrificing everything over and over and over again Wanda was done and tired.

She looked tiredly towards the two friends that had grown on her. The two friends that had become brothers to her. Sensing her stare they turned to her, silence questioning in their eyes as she smiled tiredly at them.

"I think I'm done."

...

"... you're done...?" Dr. Strange repeated, not fully understanding what Wanda was implying.

"I'm tired, Stephen. I want to relax, sit down for a while... maybe watch the flowers grow."

Loki looked at her with a contemplative look before nodding, "Where will you go?"

"Anywhere but here." Wanda automatically responded, "I don't care if there's heroes there or anything really. As long as the world is somewhat normal and similar and they leave me alone, anywhere is fine."

Both Strange and Loki looked at each other before carefully taking Wanda's hands in theirs, a gesture that they had come up with to comfort each other. They had all gotten close together after all they had went through.

"We'll call you if we need you." Strange commented.

"And we'll keep in touch." Loki added, elbowing Strange who lightly glared back at him, "We won't bother you too often. Go live your 'normal' life."

"You deserve it." Strange tried to redeem himself, gaining a small grin from Wanda. "Just try not to cause any trouble. Or rather, trouble we'll have to intercept in." Loki elbowed him again.

"I'll try my best." Wanda only smiled, squeezing her hands that held theirs before letting go. "I better get going now."

"See you around Wanda."

"I think a fresh start needs a new name, doesn't it?" Strange said suddenly.

"Strange I think that's the first good idea I've heard come from your mouth." Loki scoffed, grinning as Strange looked at him offended. "I've always been partial to the name Y/n."

"Y/n L/n it is." Strange proudly smiled ignoring the look Loki gave him as he looked at Wanda- at Y/n.

"Really? L/n?"

"I think it sounds nice, Loki." Y/n reassured the god. At those words he automatically changed his mind.

"Yes, Y/n L/n surely fits you."

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Y/n sighed as she finally finished conjuring up all of the new items for her new home. She had already put a spell around it, ensuring that those who entered her new home would feel safe, warm, and comfortable. She wanted the exact opposite of Westview. She carefully hid the runes, making them small and they camouflaged well with the decorative wallpaper.

She had bought a small store, her home right above it. The store, Y/n decided, was going to sell things that she took comfort in. Books, plants, and a couple assorted goods if she felt like baking in the kitchen. There was even a section for artists to paint and for others to just sit in the bean bags and relax or read a good book.

Speaking of books, the town she moved into was awfully generous. After hearing she was going to open a bookstore, the resident librarian, who was an old, dying man, came up to her. He loved his books as if they were his own children. But his grandchildren didn't want to take over the library and he didn't want to see all of his books get tossed away.

And so, the old man generously gave Y/n most of the books from his library. He kept some and donated the rest to charity. Y/n's little shop was going well. Y/n didn't mind much about the slow business, she just wanted to relax and take in every moment. Something that she never would have done before.

But as each day passed, Y/n couldn't help herself but to find out the secret of this world. The supernatural existed.

It didn't come as much of a shock for Y/n, considering she was partly supernatural, but to hear the benevolent spirits and ghosts gossiping about ghosts who had fallen into rage and anger confused her. It baffled her so much to hear about ghosts actually having the ability to kill people, so she separated ghosts into two categories.

Astral ghosts. Ghosts of the dead who wandered in the astral plane, patiently waiting for something to occur before accepting their death. These were the ghosts that never went angry or fell into a random rage. Like the poor old librarian. He was waiting for his grandchildren to visit either his grave, the shut down library, or Y/n's bookstore before passing on. In the meantime, he continued his daily routines as if he were alive.

Then there were the angry ghosts. Not a very original name, Y/n knew, but it was simple enough for her to understand. They were the ghosts that fell into darkness and killed others, overwhelmed with rage to even see reason.

She didn't worry much about those ghosts, because the ones that were in her small town were given free therapy by her, and easily lost their anger and passed on to the afterlife with the reaper guiding them.

The other supernatural things? Y/n read up on them with the books given to her in the library, but other than that, she didn't care about them. If they were to ever show up at her town, she would make sure to deal with it so that everyone would be safe. But as she settled in and let her guard down for the next couple months, a little shapeshifter decided that her small town would be the perfect place to stir some trouble.

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"I'm Agent Adam Clayton, and this is my partner Agent Larry Mullen. We're with the FBI. We'd like to ask you a couple questions about a couple customers you've had."

Y/n stared wearily at the two men who had entered her shop. Just by reading their minds she could tell their names were false, especially since they were the same names as the band members from U2. However, she didn't comment on it, considering they were partially telling the truth about asking questions of her customers.

"What have my customers done to get attention from the FBI?" Y/n asked curiously, although she continuously kept reading their minds for answers.

"Just a couple of them have gone missing ma'am. We're hoping you could give us any clues as to where they've gone."

Getting enough answers from reading the tall one's mind (he thought a lot and his thoughts were practically screaming at her) she nodded at them. Hunters that hunt and kill the supernatural? Y/n guessed they were the hero equivalent in this world. The only question left would be if they would kill her if they found out she was also a 'witch.' "So, which customers?"

"Robert Dunn, Todd Alexander, and Philip Navarro." the shorter one answered her. They watched her as she continued to walk around her shop, watering her plants.

Y/n took her time to recall them, "Well, the three of them were all from out of town. We've never had that many visitors before so it was easy to remember them. They all liked to talk too." Y/n frowned at the thought of those conversations she had with them. But now that she actually thought about it, the thoughts of the 3 customers were somewhat similar.

The taller one, catching Y/n's frown, continued to question her. "What did they talk about?"

"You know, simple 'What's your name?' or 'Could I get your number?' They were all particularly flirty."

"So would you say no if I asked for your number?" 'Adam Clayton' couldn't help but comment, getting elbowed by 'Larry Mullen.' Wow, these boys really reminded Y/n of Stephen and Loki.

"I'd tell you the same response I told those men. I'm not interested in a relationship right now. Taking a break from that." Y/n handed 'Adam' a yellow tulip. At the questioning look, Y/n answered him, "So you don't feel too bad. Yellow tulips mean joy and a whole lot of other things."

"Do you give every man you reject a yellow tulip?" 'Adam' pouted causing Y/n to grin slightly.

"Well, any type of yellow flowers work. Yellow flowers in general symbolize spreading happiness and joy."

"Sorry- about the men? What happened after that?" 'Larry' steered them back on track.

"Oh, they all left the store looking somewhat upset but also giddy. Philip said he'd be back to try again though he hasn't been back in a week already."

'Larry' nodded, seemingly getting all the information he wanted and thanking Y/n politely before taking 'Adam' with him to stop him from flirting any further with Y/n.

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"So the only connection right now is Y/n, but why?" Sam questioned, going through a book he had borrowed at Y/n's store earlier.

"She's a hot chick. Who wouldn't go and take a chance to ask her out?" Dean replied, happily munching on a burger as he sat on the couch of their motel room.

"You think she's the one who's been killing them?" Sam asked, "It's a possibility."

"Remember what Philip told her?" Dean reminded Sam, "He'd be back to try again. Pretty creepy if you ask me."

"So a shapeshifter?"

"Bingo!"

"That seems a little far fetched, Dean."

"Hey, all we gotta do is watch the chick and then we'll figure out if it's her or if it's a shapeshifter. Easy solution! Or we could get access to her security cameras."

Sam grunted as he closed the book, flopping onto his bed. "She doesn't have any. I checked. Please tell me you at least find that suspicious."

"Hey, maybe she can't afford them! Town's pretty small, her shop's pretty small, she might not get a lot of income, you know?" Dean stood up, walking to the door, "I'm gonna get a drink, wanna come?"

Sam didn't respond and Dean took that as a no, leaving for the nearest bar. He kept walking to the bar he saw close-by, but just as he turned the corner, a fist hit his face and he blacked out.

As Dean came back into consciousness, he was greeted by the sight of Philip shedding his skin and forming into himself. Damn, he was right. It was a shapeshifter. The shapeshifter merely glanced at the tied up Dean, glaring deadly holes into him. "She's mine..!" he hissed at Dean, leaving the cold room.

Looking around the room, he saw the bodies of the other men, too late to save them. Philip however, laid unconscious on the floor. Dean could see however that the Shapeshifter had injured Philip greatly and that if he did not get any help right away, he could die. Frantically working at the ropes, Dean could only hope that Sam would get to Y/n on time. (However, Sam was fast asleep, blissfully unaware of what had happened).

Y/n didn't think it was normal of 'Adam' to come knocking at her door, especially at the middle of the night when the store was most definitely closed. She peaked from the safety of her window, using her magic to be invisible just in case she were to be spotted.

'Adam' was filled with possessive thoughts that automatically told Y/n something was wrong. As she shuffled through 'Adam's' memories, she found that most were not there, some floating around, the most recent one being tied up in some kind of basement.

"Hey Miss Y/n...? Are you here?" a shy astral ghost of a child appeared behind her. It was a ghost Y/n had met recently a few weeks ago. At the voice, Y/n moved away from the window and reappeared. "Yes, dear?"

The child stumbled back a bit in surprise but quickly calmed down, looking at her. "Remember how I said what I wanted most was for my dad to visit my grave at least once?"

"Yes?" Y/n whispered quietly back to the child, motherly instincts taking over as she looked at the child gently.

"I changed my mind. He needs help right now. That's what I want most. For dad to live." The ghost child looked at Y/n with determination and Y/n couldn't help but answer their plea.

"Lead the way."

Sneaking out of the house via the backdoor, Y/n followed the ghost child to the other side of town, going into the forest near their town and was led to a cabin. Inside the cabin was a simple bunk bed and a large chest. Nothing inside the cabin seemed to have been used in a while. The only thing that indicated someone- something lived here was the vase filled with yellow flowers at the window sill.

"Here. He's down there." The ghost pointed at the chest, before floating through it and disappearing. Using her magic, Y/n easily pulled the chest out of the way and revealed a passageway with a ladder heading straight down into the darkness. Not seeing her ghost friend, Y/n continued heading down, deeper and deeper until she reached the floor.

It was cold down here. The lights were dim and flickered occasionally, but it was clear that it was being powered by electricity somehow. "This way, this way." The ghost child urged, pointing down the hallway.

Quickly, Y/n rushed, her footsteps echoing as she ran. As she made it to the end of the hallway she saw two corpses, an unconscious Philip and Dean who was looking at her in shock.

"So I'm guessing you're the real 'Adam'?" Y/n asked, although already knowing the answer. She went towards him, untying the ropes as fast as she could. Before Dean could suspect her or say anything Y/n continued to speak, "There was someone who looked like you at my door, but when I zoomed in with my phone to check who it was from the window, your eyes were white." Y/n lied, using the information she knew about shapeshifters to her advantage, "I'm pretty sure that's not exactly normal."

Dean grinned, "Sweetheart, there's a lot of things that aren't normal."

Picking up Philip, the two rushed out of the cabin, not willing to stay any longer to face the shapeshifter. Dean didn't have any gear, and he couldn't risk the lives of two innocent people. However, they didn't make it very far as the Dean clone confronted them in the forest, staring intensely at Y/n.

"Ma'am, back away from the shapeshifter, right now! Don't let it trick you!" the Dean clone shouted at Y/n. If Y/n couldn't read minds, she surely would have felt conflicted right now as Dean also told her,

"He's trying to trick you. Trust me, I'm the real deal. I- I know that sounds bad- but I promise. I'm a hunter. My real name is Dean."

The Dean clone took a step closer causing Y/n to turn to him. "Don't come closer. Mr. Philip needs help right now. I don't care whoever you are as long as he gets help."

Dean, taking advantage of the standstill, grabbed Y/n's hand and started to run, carrying Philip. The motel was nearby, hopefully they could make it and grab Sam's attention somehow.

But the clone was fast. Y/n's eyes narrowed as her other arm was grabbed and she decided that she's had enough. Using her magic she blasted the shapeshifter back. Dean looked at her in shock and fear, but Y/n didn't mind. Those kinds of looks weren't new to her.

"Dean you're a hunter. Do I have to kill the guy or no?" Y/n asked, snapping Dean out of it.

"You're a witch-"

"It's a yes or no question Dean." Y/n snapped, watching blankly as the shapeshifter stood up and began to approach them again, angered.

Taking a step, it jumped at Dean, causing Dean to blurt out a quick "yes!" before the shapeshifter was stopped, floating mid-jump at Dean. The shapeshifter turned to ashes in front of his eyes and Dean turned to look at Y/n with an impassive look.

"I've heard that hunters usually kill witches or anything supernatural, but please get Mr. Philip help first before you decide to kill me."

And with that, Y/n left to her small store, packing up her things in a dimensional pocket. She trusted that Dean would get Philip the help he needed. She just needed to get out of here. If she couldn't convince Dean to not kill her, she would go to another world before he could.

As she quickly finished packing up, the small ghost child appeared before her.

"Thank you for saving dad." the shy ghost looked at the ground, as if blushing from embarrassment.

"It's no problem dear. He was important to you, right? It's important to always care and look out for family." Y/n looked at the ghost kindly, recalling her own family. Reaching out her hand to hold the young ghost's, Y/n gently whispered to them. "I believe it's time for you to rest now, dear."

A reaper appeared next to them, patiently waiting.

"...Will it hurt?"

Y/n smiled at the ghost, reassuring them, "It won't. It'll feel like waking up from a dream."

The shy ghost hugged her tightly, thanking her, before taking the hand of the reaper and disappearing with it. Y/n sighed, relieved that the child was finally at peace. At least they could have the peace Y/n longed for. A gun clicked behind her head. Y/n didn't turn around.

"Explain."

From the voice, Y/n could tell it was the taller brother. 'Larry,' or Sam, had seen, or rather heard the whole interaction. From what he could tell, Y/n was talking to an invisible ghost or spirit and helped it move on to the afterlife. A much different tactic to their usual salt and burn.

"About who I am or what I just did?" Y/n asked.

"Both." Dean came in behind Sam, staring at the witch.

"Hm, well... I'm from a different universe..."

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It wasn't easy, but Sam and Dean believed her story. But even after that they didn't completely trust her, which was understandable. But at least they liked her enough to keep calling to use her books for research, to get extra information for hunts, or for Dean to just get a pie (he would never admit it but Y/n's pies were the best he's ever had).

Y/n was allowed to live in her small town, as long as she promised not to kill anyone or the brothers swore to come back to kill her. But as they kept calling her over and over again to help with more and more hunts, she found herself being invited to live in the Bunker with them.

Some days were odd.

Some days the brothers seemed like they hated her and everything witches.

But most days they enjoyed her company. They enjoyed that there was something out there that was supposed to be bad, but was actually good.

And ever so slowly they got used to her magic.

One time Dean had walked in on her using magic in the kitchen. Tools and ingredients were flying places, a bowl was stirring itself. Y/n was at the oven taste testing some sort of soup. Dean felt like he was having a Harry Potter moment. At Dean's awkward cough, Y/n jumped back slightly and lifted her head.

"Oh! Sorry, were you hungry? Um... the kitchen is kinda occupied right now, but you could have this pie!"

At her words, a pie found itself in a very happy Dean's hands. "What are you making?"

"Some miso soup. I was craving it so I decided to make it. I didn't want to go out."

"So then where'd you get this pie?"

"Oh, I had a feeling you were going to want one later, so I made it earlier!"

Touched by her kindness, Dean nodded, grateful, but he didn't want to be sappy so he happily left with his pie. Y/n chuckled to herself as she heard Dean's thoughts praising her and her pie.

Sam had come to enjoy their conversations on the supernatural. As he had found out, despite being a witch, Y/n had very basic knowledge on the supernatural world and mostly got her information from her books. So, Sam had taken it upon himself to teach Y/n about the most common and dangerous, and most importantly how to kill it.

Sam had been very careful to teach Y/n about the witch-killing spell and bullets. He had nearly freaked when Y/n went and held a bullet, observing it closely before taking it apart with her magic.

"-so these are the bullets and- WAIT NO Y/N IT'LL KILL YOU!" Sam panicked, lunging towards her as Y/n took the bullet apart. Hearing the yell, Dean came running.

"What's happening!?"

At that moment Sam crashed into the couch Y/n was sitting on as she dodged him.

Y/n chuckled, "I'm fine, this won't hurt me. You told me the ingredients, remember? When combined together, yes, they do kill witches. But they won't kill witches like me."

Y/n poked at the bullet before putting it back together and placing the bullet in the case, which Sam immediately closed and put away. "Let's not do that again. E-Even if it won't- I just, I don't want to risk it."

Seeing how much she had made Sam worry, Y/n put her hand gently on Sam's. "I'm sorry Sam. I didn't mean to worry you."

Sam sighed, gently clasping Y/n's hands, "It's alright... you're good. I just... don't want..."

"I know... thank you..." Y/n smiled.

"Aww, look at the two love birds~ get a room already!"

"DEAN SHUT UP!"

However there was a day that Y/n truly treasured. It was the day that both brothers finally put their complete trust in Y/n. This happened during a hunt.

They had quickly figured out it was a ghost and brought Y/n with them so they could finish up quick, but the ghost was more tricky to deal with than they had originally thought.

The ghost was a woman who had been cremated, so there were no remains they could burn. They still had to identify what object the ghost was attached to. It had moved from city to city, so it must have been an object easy to bring along.

Quite easily they could tell it was a vengeful spirit as there was a pattern going on. Mothers were the target, whether they still had kids or not didn't matter apparently. As long as you were a mother at one point (or pregnant), the ghost would come and attack. From what they could get as pretending to be the FBI, the children had seen the ghost that attacked their moms, but the description of the ghost varied from child to child. One thing stayed consistent however, the ghost never touched the kids. At times the ghost had reassured them that everything was okay, that she would take care of them.

As they researched (Sam and Y/n researched, Dean ate on the motel bed), Y/n couldn't help but feel... worried? Sympathetic?

Just from looking at the ghost's targets, Y/n could tell the ghost was a mother at one point in their lives. The ghost was like her, desperate to find and keep her family. Her children. But unlike the ghost, Y/n had learned how to grow from the pain. She had reached the acceptance part in the 5 stages of grief. Yes, she missed her husband and children, but she continued on, knowing that they would be loved and would continue to be loved.

Noticing Y/n spacing out, Dean called out to her. "Hey witchy, you doing okay?"

Y/n looked up at him, "I think I need a break. I'm gonna go for a walk. Wanna come? Sam?"

Dean leaned further into the pillows, "Nah, I'm just gonna relax here."

Sam scowled, "Or you could be helpful and come over here!" to which Dean let out another "nope!" before turning his music up even louder. Sam groaned, "I'm good Y/n, I want to keep researching."

Nodding Y/n left the motel room, taking in the fresh air as she walked.

What she didn't know was that the object the ghost was attached to was in their motel room, and Y/n had left the brothers just before chaos happened.

Not sure if I want to keep writing this because it was just a quick thought I had. Let me know if you'd like a part 2!

Edit: Part 2 has been posted!

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