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This Love - Wanda Maximoff x Reader - Chapter One

Summary: The Blip took away your most important person, but when Wanda returns, you need time to heal from the loss of other Avengers. You do that in space, and when you come back, it's the Scarlet Witch who welcomes you.

Warnings: (+16) mild angst with happy ending, mutual pining, friends to lovers, mentions of past abusive relationships, some make-out and kissing, with fluff confessions, reader being a little shit who teases Wanda for fun, hurt/comfort, general fluff | Words: 7.707k

A/N-> Instead of getting a decent amount of sleep, I wrote this until two in the morning. The story has the same vibe as the powerpoint one, it's just me trying to fix the canon and give Wanda some love. I hope you like my attempts at humor as well. I may have also written a smut during a work meeting, but it's really short so I don't know if anyone would like to read it. Good luck with this one for now.

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No matter how many times you took a deep breath and tried the knot again, your fingers were still shaky and you kept failing.

With a frustrated sigh of resignation, your tie fell open against your chest and you stared at your reflection.

The vivid flashes of the battle popped into your head in the same second, and you sighed again, lowering your face for a moment.

Wanda knocked on the half-open door.

"Hey, are you ready?" her voice was weak and tired but gentle. No matter how tired she was, Wanda was always gentle with you. This was one of the things you loved most about her. "No, I'm fighting with my tie." You mumble annoyed like a child. Wanda smiles, however, moving away from the door to approach you.

You both know that she could charm the knot with a simple movement, and yet, neither of you steps aside.

"It's a nice suit." Wanda comments and you blink away from counting her freckles, shifting the weight of your feet and smiling at the way she gives a warning tug on your tie.

"It was Tony's." You confess in a whisper, and her touch hesitates, her eyes returning to yours in search of any discomfort. You swallow dryly and lower your head. "All my things were in the compound. I wanted to wear something special, and Tony was the only one who had a house..."

"I understand." Wanda interrupts you gently because she realizes that you are about to cry. She offers you a tender smile and pats the knot. "There you go. It suits you."

You give her a weak smile, nodding softly.

"Come on, Wands. It wouldn't be polite to be late for a wake." You joke, getting a small chuckle out of her that is enough to keep you going for the rest of the ceremony.

It's all so heartbreaking. Thanos took everything from you, even if the Avengers won this time. When the memorial was over, you saw Wanda talking with Clint from a distance, but you didn't join them. You were finishing the final arrangements with a certain Nordic god. Wanda came to meet you sometime later in the kitchen when the house was almost completely empty and Happy had taken Morgan out for hamburgers. And Tony's body had already turned to ashes.

Her presence in the room pushes your thoughts away from that.

"Hey, stranger." She greets you with a humorous nickname. It makes you smile. You return a frame to the shelf - the photo of the Stak Expo you showed Peter before he left, so the boy would have some idea of how much Tony really cared about him - before looking at the approaching redhead.

"Hey, magic fingers, are you hungry?" You ask and get a weak laugh at her nickname. You bypass Wanda to walk to the kitchen and she turns around, leaning on the counter to watch you.

"I'm not sure." She says truthfully. "I'm not in the mood for food, but I think the last time I ate anything was dry crackers on the Quinjet on the way to Wakanda. That was about..."

"Five years ago." You complete with a chuckle that makes Wanda sigh.

"Yeah. Five years." She agrees sadly. You stare at her for a full moment before clearing your throat and starting to move.

"I will prepare your favorite then." You say and politely ignore her comments that you don't have to until Wanda smiles in appreciation.

It is strange to have her back. You both know that this moment is fragile and superficial. There are wounds in your relationship that started before Thanos but got worse after him.

"Something's bothering you." Wanda declares into the silence that has settled after several minutes of small talk and light jokes, as you step aside to wash the dishes of the delicious dinner you have prepared for the two of you. Wanda returns to her original position, her back resting on the counter as you lather up the sponge with your back to her.

"I have to tell you something, but I don't know how to say it." That's how you respond, sincere though not so direct. There was no reason to deny to your telepathic best friend that you were anxious. She could literally feel it.

Wanda lets out a small laugh, "Just say it at once." She suggests. "Like ripping off a band-aid."

Her joke gets a short laugh out of you. Both plates are cleared before you sigh and say. "Thor is leaving and he invited me to go with him again. This time I said yes."

There is a big pause. You both let it stretch out as long as it can, each waiting for the other's reaction. The dishes are cleared and you wipe your fingers on the dishcloth before turning away. Wanda has not moved from her seat but is looking at a point on the wall, twirling the rings on her fingers with a distant expression.

You swallow dryly and decide to explain why, imitating her position of leaning her back on a surface, in your case on the sink behind you.

"Wands, I know for you it's like no time has passed. But for me, a lot of shit has happened in those five years." You start trying to keep the emotion under control, although you could already feel your eyes burning. "I lost you. And Sam, and Bucky, and Peter. I was devastated. I know we didn't have time to talk about it, but it was bad Wands. I just...lost myself on some levels. You must have heard the whispers about Clint, or I don't know, you may have even been able to read what people were thinking and you know what he did as Ronin was bad and I guarantee you that I did infinitely worse things."

"I don't mind-" Wanda tries but you deny it with your head, your eyes full of tears.

"But I mind." You interrupt with a tearful laugh. "We both know what it's like to lose control. To have a force that can overwhelm you, until the anger is all you see and Wanda I was furious. And I wasn't the only one. There was no shortage of people to encourage me in what I was doing, asking me to burn the world all to the ground and I was listening. I just... Really missed you." You confess and Wanda sniffles softly but doesn't interrupt. "When I went too far, I regretted it. Natasha found me and accepted me back into the compound despite everything. She wanted to do the same for Clint, but he disappeared. And well, she was there for me and I wanted to return the favor. At some point, Nat and I happened again." The confession took Wanda by surprise. It shouldn't have, she knew about your history and saw the way you were shaken up, or how you took care of everything and went to Ohio for a few days with someone named Yelena. Something hot burned in Wanda's stomach at the confirmation, however.

You didn't notice anything in her micro-expressions, busy playing with the loose threads of your clothes.

"Natasha was all I had in this empty world that Thanos left behind. She loved me and forgave me despite everything I did. And now I've lost her too." You pause with the last sentence to keep from starting to cry, sniffling a little and that's the breaking point for Wanda to come closer and take her hands to yours, caressing your skin.

"I'm so sorry, detka. I really am." She says and you nod tearfully.

"I know, Wands, so do I. For Vis." You say, and the name makes the redhead hesitate a little. She hasn't been talking about it.

You take a deep breath, releasing one hand from her to wipe your face. "I just need to get out of this place Wanda." You continue as calmly as you can. "I keep losing people and losing control with it. I don't want that. Thor can help me, even if Asgard doesn't exist anymore, he knows his magic. I just need a little time out there."

Wanda nods in understanding, holding your hand tightly. "It's okay, I get it." She says but you know her well enough to hesitate.

Your hands squeeze hers back.

"I need to, but if you ask me to stay, I'll stay without a second thought." You retort seriously, looking at her without hesitation. Wanda's eyes widen slightly in surprise. "Tell me it's too much, that you can't be alone now after losing Vision and god, after losing Natasha too. Or tell me whatever you want, that you simply don't want to have turned to dust for five years and now have to watch me leave too. I will stay. I'll bury those doubts down, never do magic again and stay with you."

Your offer only proved to Wanda how much she needed to let go. That was the way you used to love Natasha too - Overwhelmingly and without limits - You loved Natasha until it hurt you. Even if it was too much, even if it wasn't healthy. Endless sacrifices until your relationship broke like glass, as fragile as your health.

Part of Wanda envied the dedication, another hated Nat for not freeing you at once. And that is why Wanda insisted that you leave. She didn't want to love you the possessive way Nat did. She didn't want to hurt you. So she let you go. And you loved her infinitely more for it.

"It will be quick, I promise. I'll be back before you can miss me." Those were your words on the day of your departure. Wanda bit her tongue to avoid saying that she was already missing you now.

Since the compound no longer existed, you and Wanda were staying at Pepper's house. Little Morgan was the most adorable and crafty child in the world, but she was causing some unfinished business to scratch in the back of Wanda's mind, a thing she was ignoring to spend your last days on earth with you.

She smiled at your words, retorting with a teasing "And who says I'm going to miss you?" to get your adorable pout and to keep herself from begging you not to go anywhere.

You hugged her tight for a moment that, though long, didn't seem long enough. And then you left.

And Wanda realized how alone she really was.

She has tried to ignore the old deed they recovered from the rubble but a few days after your departure, she thinks she has run away too much.

-//-

You return to earth on a Monday. It is raining very hard and all your clothes are soaked. After mentally cursing Thor for the storm, you make your way leisurely through the yard to the house.

"Y/N? Oh my god, you're here!" Happy welcomes you with great enthusiasm, and although you are glad to see him again, you are more eager to see someone else. Morgan has grown up and is becoming as sarcastic and intelligent as her parents. Pepper is working and asks you to visit her at Stark Industries.

You don't waste time in doing it of course, but every second you are more annoyed by the lack of response about what really interests you.

Where is Wanda?

This is why you interrupt Pepper about the news. She hesitates and sighs before moving to the phone.

A moment later, they bring you a tablet.

"A lot has happened around here since you left, Y/N. From giant beings sprouting in the middle of the ocean to mind-controlling gods of Egypt." Pepper narrated completely surprising you. The tablet was placed in your hands, and it was open to a file with an icon of a sword, and the title was Anomaly Maximoff. "About the last one, our friend made some mistakes. Recovering that information from SWORD was a billion-dollar courtesy, Y/N. And I'm already warning you, it's even weirder than it sounds."

As soon as the Westview recordings started happening you felt an immense pain settle in your chest. The files had barely finished and you were already getting up.

"I need to find Wanda." That's what you said to Pepper, who didn't try to be too insistent, figuring this would be your reaction.

But it took you long enough to irritate yourself to make any progress. Until you realized that if your magic was failing, it was because Wanda was running away from you.

So you showed up at the one place with other mages that she might not be able to avoid. "Sorry, am I interrupting...?" You announced clumsily as you arrived at a scene that looked like the preparation for a battle.

Stephen Strange was the only one there that you knew, and he, as soon as he recognized you, widened his eyes and raised his finger in your direction.

"She's our answer, Wong! She is the solution!" Declared the sorcerer, to which you and the others raised confused eyebrows.

"Is it some kind of riddle, Strange?" The Wong fellow asked. The doctor denied with his head, approaching you and gently pushing you by the shoulders into the center of the room. "Kamar Taj, meet Miss L/N, former Avengers and Half-Argardian Sorceress, also, our last hope to stop the Scarlet Witch without a fight."

You frowned. "Sorry, I don't know any Scarlet Witch."

Stephen laughed, patting you on the back. "You have a lot of catching up to do, space girl. Let's start with New Jersey...."

Wanda was not having a good day.

The voices were impatient. And mocking her for failing to fool Strange. A very low part was glad that she had failed, a hope of the plan not working and the child being safe. But the other voices silenced that very quickly.

She was being reasonable, they said. Offer them the chance to surrender. If they don't, it's their fault if she hurt them.

She just wants the boys back.

The Kamar Taj was strangely peaceful when she arrived, however. Wanda was not stupid, she expected at least a position of defense.

However, she arrived to magicians reading and teaching, and polite smiles from those who met her gaze.

Without any resistance, she can walk through the front door.

"Miss Maximoff, welcome to the Kamar Taj." Greeted an Asian man that Wanda quickly recognized as the Sorcerer Supreme.

Doctor Strange approached beside him. "Wanda, welcome." He said gently, and the scene was very odd to her. Wanda expected the hostility from before, but she recovered quickly and raised her chin.

"Thank you. But I'm here for-

"America, yes." Strange completed with a fake smile. "She's inside, I believe you are merciful enough to let her have one last meal, yes?"

Wanda clenched her jaw. Whatever this passive-aggressive pretense was, it was getting on her nerves, but she played along. It wasn't as if anyone there had the power to stop her.

She followed the magicians inside and was led into a study room. Before she could ask where the child was, a voice was speaking.

"The Scarlet Witch can also be given the title Queen of Chaos." Your voice made Wanda shudder from head to toe. Something hot burned in her chest, and she felt her eyes fill with tears. But she dug her nails into her palms and held them in. Strange and Wong used her shock to sneak out of the room.

You swiveled the chair you were sitting in, and seeing you again was almost as overwhelming as hearing you. The sentence you said was clearly from the book in your lap, and you raised your eyes from the page to Wanda, a smile playing on your lips. "And to think I was right all this time to call you a princess, Wands."

She wanted to laugh. God, Wanda wanted to cry. To hold you and relieve the yearning in her chest for your presence. But something fought for control.

"I'm not here for you." That's what she said between her teeth, trying to keep her tears in place and her emotions under control.

You paid no attention to her aggressiveness, closing the book and returning it to the table before rolling across the top to cross the room quickly.

"I'm not here for you, jeez, someone is in the emo phase again." You scoffed as you did an imitation of her serious voice and accent and Wanda locked her jaw, her eyes reddening. You just chucked at her reaction. "Don't do that, Wands. A vast galaxy and I have failed to find green eyes as beautiful as yours. Bring them back, I've missed it." Wanda choked, failing to contain the redness in her cheeks.

You were different, it was evident. That was flirtatious, brazen and charming. But you were not the only one who had changed.

"They think you can stop me?" She deduces then, her brain screaming at her to find a way to escape your presence and do what she came to do at once. You laugh short and Wanda is twiddling her fingers as you continue to move closer.

"I don't care what they think or want. I am here for you." That's what you say to her and Wanda finds it amazing that she’s not crying. It must be because you are close enough to touch her and this possibility makes her completely still. You look at her with a tenderness that Wanda feels she doesn't deserve and asks in a tone way too gentle to deal with someone who had plans to tear this place to the ground. "I really missed you and I would like to hug my friend. Is it okay if I do that?" Wanda feels her cheeks wet and lowers her face at the same time, hoping to hide the tears you've already seen. She closes her eyes and nods, and the next second your arms wrap around her.

She only realizes how much she has missed human contact when she has it again. Her breath catches in her throat and the soft caresses you do on her back don't help the sighs that want to come out to fade away. Wanda feels warm and ashamed, but you just keep holding her.

"Can you pause your evil wizard vibe for five minutes, Wands? I wanted to take you out like we used to." You ask lowly.

Your invitation makes her hesitate, and that makes you let go. Wanda almost asks you to do more than a hug when she finds your gentle eyes so close, but she swallows dryly and retorts: "I'm busy, Y/N. And it's important. I have to-"

"Steal the girl's powers, yeah, the mages told me the story." You interrupted, and despite the severity of the facts, you kept smiling at Wanda and looking at her as if she deserved the world. "Can't you eat something before you break the multiverse?" This time your joke gets a breathless chuckle from her and it's enough to make your smile even wider. You give a little jump of excitement, your eyes insistently searching Wanda's until she sighs and agrees and you let out another exclamation of celebration.

Your hand glides into hers with naturalness and Wanda has to dig her nails into the other one so as not to melt with a single touch.

"This place is huge, witchy, but I've already learned almost all the secret passages." You confide in her as if no time has passed, and you are on a fun ride.

On the way out, you wave to Strange and Wong, who seem tense to see how things were going, and Wanda has to push the voices telling her to finish the job away, and it's not hard with your warm hand in hers.

You take her through the busy streets as if you were at home.

"Can you believe I've never been to Nepal? To think Natasha made me go all around Asia, but never here." You commented casually and Wanda almost shudders at the sudden mention of Nat. She hasn't heard that name in a long time, and hearing you speak so calmly makes her realize that your time away has helped you with your grief. And that's exactly what she says to you, to which you let out another light laugh. "Well not everyone can create a sitcom life." Your response is not a provocation or repression, but Wanda is so shocked that she stops walking at once and pulls her hand hard against her own chest.

Regret fills your face in the same second, but it is she who speaks first. "How did you...?" "The first thing I did when I came back was to look for you." You begin to explain before she even completes the question. "SWORD recorded the whole thing, and Potts recovered the files. An exchange of favors I imagine. That's not relevant. What is relevant..." you say, approaching her and making Wanda hold her breath. Your gaze is serious and intense, and one of your hands meets her cheek. “Wands. You swore you were fine, that I could go. Do you realize how guilty I am feeling for leaving you alone?"

Wanda closes her eyes for a moment, letting the tears fall as she takes a deep breath. "I am not your responsibility, Y/N."

You hesitate, frowning slightly. "No, you are my best friend." You retort still without sounding angry, and Wanda shudders when your other hand reaches for her cheek. "Most of the time, you are more."

"God, I can't do this right now." Wanda breaks the moment at once, her voice husky and affected as she pulls away with wet eyes. You let your hands fall to the side of your body, biting your lip as you watch her. "I asked you to leave because it was the right thing to do. I kept fighting because it was the right thing to do! I killed Vision because it was the right thing!" She begins to blurt out. "And I freed Westview, I lost my family, my boys-" Wanda broke into a sob, needing to pause for a deep breath. "I am all alone. And I just want my children back."

But you sighed impatiently, and the reaction surprised her completely. "Children who don't exist."

Wanda locked her jaw and raised it in defiance. "They exist, in every other universe."

"They are not your children then." You reason without hesitation, and Wanda stares at you indignantly. But you are moving, and because you keep talking, she has no choice but to follow you. "Think about it, princess, just as you are not the Wandas from another universes, Billy and Tommy are not your twins. By the way, I love the choice of name, which of the two is your favorite?"

Wanda babbles in astonishment, trying to absorb your words, and you take advantage of her reflexive shock to buy food.

You reappear at her side with delicious snacks and guide her to a bridge. Wanda accepts neither the food nor your arguments.

"I will leave this world and live in one where I can be with my children." She declares and you chew leisurely.

"I thought you quit that whole fake life thing." You sneer and she huffs in offense, her eyes glittering. You bite back a smile, raising your hand to touch the tip of her nose playfully. "Just messing with you, grumpy witch. Bring back the lovely green." Wanda grunts in embarrassment, but the color returns to her eyes along with a pink to her cheeks.

"It's not fake. I'll make things right." She tries but you giggle again.

"You will steal someone else's life, lie and manipulate everything and everyone to continue in a universe that is not yours, in a family that is not yours. It feels like a lie to me."

Wanda swallows dryly but does not hesitate.

"They are my children, Y/N." She insists and you swallow your food before asking:

"Speaking of them, that part wasn't clear to me with the three hundred edits your subconscious made to the Westview transmission, but, are you some kind of virgin Mary?" Wanda choked in shame at the realization, stepping forward to slap you on the arm that only made you laugh. "Hey, hey, I have a point okay, as far as I know, RoboCop doesn't have a dick and, you know how babies are made right, little witch?"

Wanda grunted in shame, sinking her face into her hands for a moment. "God, I had forgotten how terrible you are." She muttered to herself before looking back at you, a smile threatening to break her serious posture. "For your information, not that it is any of your business, I am not a virgin. Vision could change into a human form and that means-”

"Oh my god, I'm gonna puke!" You interrupt with a forced frown and are so childish that Wanda can't help but giggle. "Fuck, the mental images I've gotten now. Not yours of course, you are adorable, but he... urgh, I'm going to have nightmares."

"Shut up." Wanda laughed shaking her head in disbelief at your reaction. You just kept up with her, and you were so pleased to have made her laugh that it wasn't long before you were looking at her in that way that makes her legs wobbly, so Wanda had to clear her throat. "The kids are mine, Y/N. Having a family was part of the fantasy but the pregnancy happened. My boys are real and I want them back."

You nod in understanding, and look out over the landscape, wiping your hands on a napkin now that you have finished eating. The market is full a few streets behind you but the bridge it was almost completely empty, and you could see the pier clearly, and it was beautiful. Not as much as the woman next to you.

"I like the crown. It suits you." You tell her suddenly and Wanda feels she’s blushing, one hand instinctively going to adjust the icon on her head. Before she can say thank you, you straighten up again and one hand holds her wrist. "The containment spell is here, isn't it? I can feel it. I imagine it's for carrying that evil book of yours anywhere you want." Wanda swallows dryly. Your touch is so soft and doesn't match your firm tone. Part of her wants to pull your hand back, another part wants you to never let go. "I think Westview is my fault." You state next and Wanda sighs.

"It wasn't." She says taking a step forward. "I can answer for my actions, detka. I've made mistakes, and people got hurt. But you have nothing to do-"

"I bought the land, Wanda." You interrupt by lowering your face and releasing her wrist. Wanda blinks in surprise and confusion.

"W-what? No. Vision bought..."

You cut her off with a laugh. "Wanda, get real for the love of God. Vision was a machine. He didn't even have any papers, let alone money. He wasn't even a human being for a job. But I don't know, you cared about him and because I loved you, I took care of both of you." You blurt out. "Do you think I couldn't see how tired you were getting from having to run from one hotel to another with him? Damn, I couldn't even blame him for not noticing, the guy didn’t understand human needs like sleeping in a bed, or having decent meals. And I knew you. Your desire for a normal and peaceful life. I bought the land, and I told the microwave to give it to you as a place to grow old because you would, and he wouldn't. And I never said anything because you refused to see it, Wanda. It was a life with no future for you two, but you would rather pretend you could spend years in the suburbs with an electric oven than think about the possibility of moving to space with me."

Wanda is in shock at the confession, but only for a few seconds.

"Vis never told me that." She says and you give a short laugh, turning your body toward the bridge again.

"Of course not, things weren't supposed to be that way." You mutter mysteriously and Wanda frowns.

"What do you mean?" She asks but at your lack of response, she grunts impatiently, poking you in the ribs. "Y/N, what do you mean?" She insists and you sigh loudly.

"Damn it, Wanda, what do you think?" You blast back. "I thought we had a chance! I thought... I don't know. I bought you a house so you could have a real home. I turned down Thor's first invitation to stay here with you, even though you and Vision were just starting to try. The whole team knew how I felt, except you. And he was the last to notice, Vis understood when I handed over the keys. He didn't want to accept it, thinking it wasn't right, but I insisted that he keep the house. All those years and you never looked at me the same way, but I just wanted you to be happy, even with someone else. That's what I told him, and he kept the story to himself as I asked."

Wanda's heart broke in her chest. She choked softly, and you looked away again. "B-but you and Nat-" She tries to argue, but you just give another sad laugh.

"We didn’t work out. It never worked out." You say shrugging. "We started out bad and we ended worse. And when I lost you, we held onto ghosts of our relationship for some comfort, and don't get me wrong, I would love Natasha forever, just not in the same way as the first time. The only person I love like that is you."

Wanda needs to sit down. But she thinks the whereabouts of the bridge are support enough for the moment.

You sigh sadly, twisting your fingers together. "I'm sorry I didn't say all of this sooner. I was scared and insecure. You know how I am, and all the things that have been fucked up in my past." You continue to speak, looking at the landscape. "And you were my best friend. You were easily the most important person in my life, and I was afraid of messing that up and being alone. So I chickened out and hid what I was feeling, how much I was falling in love. When everyone on the team knew, I thought about confessing. Steve tried to convince me, he was always great at speeches.” You recall with a sad laugh without meeting the eyes of the shocked Wanda next to you, who listens to the story without interrupting. "Even Natasha told me to move on. She had just found Yelena again and talked about lost time. And I almost did, Wanda, I swear I did. So many times. And all those times I lost my nerve, listening to my insecurities instead of my friends. Until the blip happened and you were just gone out of my life at once."

The redhead swallows dryly, reaching up to take your hand on the ledge. You look at her with contact, and your eyes are moist like hers.

"Can you forgive me?" You ask so small that Wanda sighs.

"Detka, I have nothing to forgive." She says affectionately. "You always put everyone's feelings before your own, ever since I met you. I understand why you did that, I wish you would have told me but I understand because I did the same thing." She confesses and you widen your eyes in surprise, receiving only a tearful smile. Wanda brings her free hand to your cheek, "How can you think I don't love you back? After all we've been through together, what we've done for each other. I wanted you the second I saw you. You were the only person who could make me laugh after I lost Pietro, and I loved your company even though it took me a while to let you know it. I wanted to kiss you so many times, detka. In my room watching TV or cooking together. But you weren't mine. I knew that whatever existed between you and Nat was important and hurtful, but it was still there. And your friendship was all I had and I couldn't risk that. So I kept silent, and I was selfless. I let you free and I let you go, every time." Wanda lets out a short breath, releasing her hand to hold your face with both now. "And all this time you loved me back?"

You nod, ready to break the distance, your face tilting instinctively. Wanda's eyes almost close as your lips brush hers, but despite shuddering, she pulls her face back gently. You almost apologize, but she speaks before you can. "I could have had you all this time if I had been selfish for once. I keep losing all that’s mine, detka. I'm tired of it. No one is going to take anything from me again, ever."

You frown slightly, trying to think of what to say next, but all words fail you when Wanda's soft lips reach yours. She kisses you gently, but only for the first moment. As soon as you sigh, Wanda pulls away only to dive in hard, her hands firmly on your cheeks. It's hot. And fucking sexy. Her tongue asks permission on your lip, but she barely waits for confirmation to slide inside, hungrily devouring and exploring every inch of your mouth, making you shiver. Wanda controls the kiss with ease and mastery, and your legs go wobbly, so you hold her waist tightly, both for support and to feel her against you. She smiles into your lips, sighing in satisfaction at the new closeness.

When air is needed, Wanda pulls away with a long sigh, and you are equally breathless, your mind half clouded with attraction. She gives you a few long kisses before opening her eyes, but it takes you another whole moment to do so, blushing a little as you find her gaze shining with mischief as she watches you.

"Come with me." She whispers close to you, against your lips. You blink in confusion, and she swallows dryly as she clarifies. "I want you with me. Leave this reality by my side."

It's your turn to swallow dry and to remain unresponsive. You open your mouth, but can't think of what to say, and your hesitation makes something sparkle in her eyes. "Wanda, I can't..." You started but she firmed the grip on your face.

"You said you loved me." She recalls with a fury shining in her green irises and you almost shudder. You bite your tongue to keep from giving away how affected you are now, it wasn't fair that Wanda was so beautiful. "Prove it."

You grunted softly, moving one hand to her forearm and stroking the skin until she sighed and released the grip, letting her hands fall away from your face.

You don't let her go completely, holding one of them against your chest.

"I love you." You assure looking into her eyes, watching the anger fade from her irises and her serious expression falter. "With all my heart, Wanda. Always and forever. You know that, I'm sure you can search every corner of my mind and find the evidence. I will follow you anywhere and support you in your decisions. I would if destroying worlds was your heart's desire, but I know it's not."

Wanda frowns, trying to pull her hand back but you don't let go. "Maybe you don't know me well enough." She challenges but you just give a sad smile.

"I know you too well even." You retort. "Much better than the demons in your head, I assure you. The mages told how it works, the whole corruption thing. It shows your children to use the pain as a trigger. I bet they told you to burn Kamar Taj to the ground for the girl."

"I need her powers to reach the boys-"

"Do you really?" You interrupt in the same challenging tone. "Or is that all the voices told you? Because I don't know if you've heard, but there are plenty of spells that take you to another universe. Strange himself was playing around with that sort of thing a few months ago, and he's not even the supreme. And you are the Scarlet Witch, my dear. Don't you find it the least bit suspicious that the demons want to limit you to a child's portals?"

Wanda hesitates, confused and indignant. You're right, but the voices are screaming at her not to listen to you, and it's hard to ignore them.

"I-I..." She tries but you interrupt her by licking your lips.

"They told you to destroy this place and kill a child. You, Wanda. The girl who would fall asleep on my shoulder when we stayed up late watching Bewitched in the tower or always put extra syrup on her waffles. And does a terrible mimic of all the Simpsons characters and can name all the members of the countless bands she listens to." You listed tenderly, making Wanda blush. Your face turns sad. "Before you arrived, they explained everything to me and gave me the books and I asked them not to fight. Of course, they would have no chance of winning, but besides, I didn't recognize the person they were talking about. This terrifying Witch of legend. God, Wanda, they told me to be careful. With you! My best friend. 'Don't mention Westview', 'don't be aggressive, don't challenge her. Rules and protocols, and all I could remember was the girl i kept hugging while she cried for two whole days after Lagos." Wanda chokes, looking away with tear-filled eyes but you pull her back to you, a hand on her cheek.

"I'm not that person anymore, Y/N. You have no idea..." She began with emotion. "There is something in my chest. A fury, and a pain. And I feel like it has completely consumed me. I don't want to hurt anyone. But I will. I'm tired of losing everything."

"I know what it's like, Wanda." You insist, squeezing her hands. "I wanted to burn the whole world when Thanos took you from me. And I was going to. Until I crossed the line and hurt innocent people. It was rock bottom for me. I was becoming worse than the people who hurt me in Hydra. I was becoming someone that you wouldn't know how to recognize. And even without you, I came home and tried to continue being the same person you loved, because there was still hope in my heart that you would come back to me. At worst, I would die helping what was left of the Avengers and find you in Valhala."

Wanda wrinkles her nose tenderly at the mention of the Nordic paradise, knowing that this was Thor's influence in your life, but doesn't interrupt. You smile at her, sighing deeply before continuing to speak:

"You don't have to hit rock bottom too, I'm here for you. And I don't want you to go back to that place where you hated yourself. I can't let you keep hurting."

Wanda hesitates, studying your face for a moment. "You can’t stop me." It's her last resort, the dark hold influence forcing the last argument with the clear loss of control of the witch's mind. You just give a sad smile.

"Would you hurt me, Maximoff?" It's a challenge in jest, but just the possibility makes Wanda shiver. Still, she raises her chin.

"I could if I wanted to."

You hum, narrowing your eyes before tilting your head, your lips finding her jaw and kissing their way to her neck. Wanda melts at once, completely losing her serious posture and having to steady one of her hands on your biceps.

"What a mean little witch you have become..." You sneer, teeth scratching at her skin, and Wanda wants to push you away, overwhelmed with affection and attraction, but all she does is dig her nails into your skin, tilting her neck and giving you even more access. "Kind of kinky this pain thing, but I can learn to like it."

"Can’t you..." She tries, choking on her own breath as your lips firm and start sucking hard enough to bruise, sending a straight heat wave to her belly. "Take anything seriously...for five...ah-minutes?" The delicious sound that escapes in the middle of her sentence makes you tighten your grip on her waist, and Wanda struggles to keep her eyes open.

"I'm sorry, baby, but you're too beautiful for me to think of anything else but kissing you every time I look at you." That's what you say, pulling your lips away to look at her so lovingly that her heart races just as fast as when you touch her. "And when you've seen someone in slippers or singing the opening of looney tunes, it's hard to give credence to their villainous era."

Wanda forms an annoyed pout, and this only adds to your smile. She tries to break your embrance, but you kiss her again and she sighs before giving in to the sensation. It is calmer than before but just as intense. When her body heats up again, the feeling of your tongue on hers bringing butterflies to her stomach, you pull away, licking your lips with dark eyes, which sends a strong wave of arousal all through her body and leaves her speechless for a second.

"I can't believe we wasted so much time not doing that." You confess in an affected whisper, rubbing your nose against hers and making her smile. "Can I kiss you until you forget about the multiverse?" The suggestion makes Wanda let out a short laugh, shaking her head and trying to bring some reason to herself.

"Tempting, really, but I need to find my children." She manages to say, nudging your shoulder for you to release her.

"We can make new ones." You joke receiving a sigh of indignation and a pinch in the rib that makes you pull away as you laugh softly.

"Idiot." Wanda mutters in fake annoyance. She turns and walks back toward the Kamar Taj and you sigh before following her.

"I would not dream of interrupting your determined march, your majesty of Chaos, but may I suggest a proposal other than the murder of a child and the destruction of worlds?" Your causal tone makes Wanda laugh faintly despite the seriousness of her words. She was going to say that she wasn't going to hurt anyone, but she didn't correct you because the conflict in her mind was making her nauseous. At her nod, you continued, "How about we burn the evil book, order some pizza, and hang out with the warlocks and the portal girl? She's pretty cool, you know? She's a little bit inquisitive, and she asks some funny questions. She also speaks Spanish..."

"You're trying to make me like her so I'll give up stealing her powers." Wanda interrupts with a puzzled expression, and you let out a soft sigh, shrugging in confirmation as you continue to follow her. She also sighs. "What do you suggest as a way to travel through the multiverse if not her powers?"

The question makes you make a thoughtful expression. "Well, from what I've read about you, being the Scarlet Witch is a pretty big deal. You can alter reality at will, right? Super cool, by the way. Can't you, I don't know, create a machine that has her abilities?" Wanda frowns slightly. "Humm... I don't know."

"You didn't even try, did you?" you retort with a chuckle. "That's what I'm saying, Wanda. These voices in your head are using your fears to manipulate you. I've been here for five minutes, and I've already brought an alternative solution. You don't have to hurt anyone to get your family back. You can find another way, and I will be here to help you."

Wanda stops walking, holding her wrist with some hesitation. Her eyes scan your face for any sign that you are trying to trick her, as the voices say you are, but she only finds sincerity.

"If we're going to do that, I can't stay here." She says looking at the entrance gate for a moment. "America's presence might tempt me. I'm not... trustworthy. Not when I can still hear them."

You swallowed dryly, nodding in understanding. Wanda looked away, so you brought your hand to her cheek.

"We need to fix this first then, Wanda. You wouldn't want to bring those demons to your children, would you?" It's a rhetorical question, but one that Wanda answers in the negative with an immediate nod, a bitter feeling on the edge of her stomach. You stroke her cheek. "Don’t you know anyone who has dealt with that sort of thing? The only witches I've met are a couple of galaxies away and I don't have a spaceship..."

Wanda laughed softly, leaning into your touch for a moment before letting out a soft exclamation, remembering. "Actually I do know someone. The woman I got the darkhold from. She was an experienced witch, hundreds of years old. She didn't seem the least bit affected by use."

"Let's go to her then." You said, kissing the tip of her nose, which made her smile, before walking away. Wanda was about to complain about the lack of closeness, but you intertwined your arms and gestured into the air. "Go on, do your Wiggly Woo and teleport us, scarlet witch." You scoffed in jest, managing a small laugh.

Wanda conjured a portal, and realized, by the way, you were holding her, that you would not leave her alone again. And she was infinitely grateful for that.

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Tasked with finding Ripley and waking her up so that reality could be righted, a select group of heroes and magic users headed to the hospital. What they found there is not what they wanted to find, though, and it seemed like a loss was on the horizon.

PLEASE NOTE: THIS INTERACTS WITH THE PLEASANT HILL FINALE CHATLOG

THIS IS OFFICIAL CHAT LOG COVERAGE OF THE IC

SAM WILSON/CAPTAIN AMERICA (MCU): Traveling on one of Illyana’s discs takes a second to get used to. The group goes from the Town Square to the hospital in the blink of an eye. Sam steps back onto the concrete as he looks up at the looming building. “She’s in the intensive care unit. If I had to guess, this place is swarming with S.H.I.E.L.D. agents.”

TONY STARK/IRONMAN (616): "What about asking them nicely? I'm on a kick now." Though no one could see it, there was a hint of a smirk on his face. "But since I know that ain't gonna work- how much of a mess are we willing to make? Our hour is quickly dwindling."

WAND MAXIMOFF/SCARLET WITCH (616): Her eyes move briefly to her sons. She can sense unrest between the two of them, but now is not the time for a motherly therapy session. “Are we to walk through the front door?”

TONY STAK (616): "Well, that's one way to do it. Can't any of you magic users just.. sense where she is?" He wiggled his fingers to mimic magic. "That way we don't have to go on a high-stakes scavenger hunt."

NICO MINORU/SISTER GRIMM (616): Nico’s been silent up to this point, clutching the Staff of One like a lifeline. “We know where she is.” The duh is implied. “Like Cap said, the intensive care unit. That’s the top floor of the hospital. We go up there, we do the spell, we wake her up. Right?” She looks to Wanda and Billy.

TONY STARK (616): "Sounds simple. Simple has a tendency to become messy, in my experience, but for now I'm choosing to be optimistic." As he spoke he took a few steps back, head tilted up as he glanced at the top floor. "What about teleporting up there? We can deal with whoever we run into once we're inside, avoid all the weird stares and bullets that are probably waiting for us in the lobby."

TOMMY SHEPHERD (616): Tommy raised a quick hand as everyone else spoke, suddenly feeling like chopped liver. "Uh, I can just run through the room and disarm them before we all go. It'll take two secs.”

ILLYANA RASPUTIN (616): “Yes, let Wanda’s rugrat clear the way. I’m not the mutant ferry.”

TOMMY SHEPHERD (616): Tommy didn't ask for anyone's permission before his legs were pushing his momentum forward, opening the door in a split second and making his way down the hall. To everyone else, it was like he wasn't even there as he perused down the hall and swiped everyone's guns one by one, aiming some of them towards security cameras and even completely emptying out some of the chambers. By the time he finished all of the floors and made it back outside to the rest of the group, shouting and gunshots could be heard going off for a few moments before total silence, and he raised a playful brow at everyone.

TONY STARK (616): "Neat trick you've got there, kid." Tony sounded both impressed and amused. He then looked to Sam. "Whatcha say, Cap? Shall we? I'll follow your lead."

WANDA MAXIMOFF (616): “Thank you, dear.” Wanda’s hand briefly touches Tommy’s shoulder. In retrospect, she could have cast a spell, but it’s good for everyone to feel included. With that being said, the witch pushes into the building and moves with a rustling cape up the stairs.

SAM WILSON (MCU): “Looks like we’re following her lead.” Sam nods his chin at Wanda as she breezes through the door. He follows with the shield hooked to his back. “Say we get to Ripley, what then? You spell casters cast your spell? Wake Sleeping Beauty?”

NICO MINORU (616): “I wouldn’t call her Sleeping Beauty,” Nico mumbles.

BILLY KAPLAN/WICCAN (616): "It's not that simple," Billy supplies, "we're dealing with an Infinity Stone."

SAM WILSON (MCU): Sam’s Wanda is an expert on the Infinity Stones, but he’s not sure about this Wanda. She definitely seems more witchy, to say the least. “I’m trusting the people with magic here.” He pushes open a door as they make it to the top floor. “Room 8-1.”

TONY STARK (616): "If any part of this plan involves kissing her, I want no part of it." Tony followed the group, still latched onto the Sleeping Beauty reference and trying to ignore his own anxiety by joking around. Classic Tony Things. "Trusting the process sounds easy until you get to the important stuff. We're all trusting the people with magic. But if that spell doesn't work, do we have a Plan B?"

BILLY KAPLAN (616): "Yeah, apparently Krakoa is going to mass execute everyone." Billy remarks bitterly.

SAM WILSON (MCU): “I don’t think I can kiss her, either.” Carol probably wouldn’t like that.

NICO MINORU (616): Nico’s too devoted to Karolina to even consider it.

TONY STARK (616): "Plan C then?" Tony deactivated his helmet, and it dissolved away to reveal his face. "What happens if we separate her from the Infinity Stone? Can we even do that?"

WANDA MAXIMOFF (616): “No one needs to kiss anyone.” Magic pushes the proper door aside. In the room, a hospital monitor beeps steadily. A slight blonde form is hooked into a bed with restraints around her thin wrists and ankles, various cords and wires extending from her. Wanda looks on in pity before turning to Billy and Nico. "More like Plan D. Separating Ripley from the Stone may kill her. She died once at Carol’s hand. How the Stone got into her is a mystery. Even if she’s a criminal, we don’t want to cause bodily harm. Instead, we turn to magic.” She turns to Billy and Nico. “Do you know what to do?”

TOMMY SHEPHERD (616): "Not everyone." Tommy muttered under his breath before his mother began to speak, and he turned his attention back to Billy and Nico.

BILLY KAPLAN (616): Billy didn't bother humoring his mother with an answer. It wasn't her fault -- he could just feel the prickly sensation of his impending anxiety, the roll of skittering underneath his skin that makes him want to peel off his suit and itch at it. Instead, Billy extends a hand and mutters under his breath --- blue aura emerges around where the stone sits. Simple stabilization, except nothing about this was simple.

NICO MINORU (616): Magic is both complicated for Nico and easy at the same time. She has to come up with a new spell, but the staff glows white as magic emanates from it. Along with Billy, she helps to stabilize the Stone.

TONY STARK (616): "Alright. Sleeping Beauty's had enough rest." He lifted a hand, and the nanotech shifted part of his suit into a needle. "Let's get this party started." And with that, Tony injected Ripley with enough epinephrin to wake her up.

RIPLEY RYAN/STAR (616): For a second, she thinks she’s having a heart attack. After months of black, everything is suddenly rushing at her at a breakneck speed. Ripley gasps as she sits upright, the various wires tugging from the motion. “Jesus fucking Christ.” Her voice is barely more than a croak. The Stone begins to throb red.

TONY STARK (616): "Whoa, whoa— alright there. Let's breathe." The needle reabsorbed back into his suit, and now he was holding out his hands to try and calm Ripley after she shot upright. He glanced to the magic users for a moment to make sure they were paying attention. "You've gotta be feelin' pretty shitty right now, I'm sure. If I were you, I would be thinking about submitting to win the title of Longest, Crappiest Nap Ever. But just do us a favor and take it slow. We're not here to hurt you."

RIPLEY RYAN (616): Somebody has hurt her, but she doesn’t know who. “What the actual fuck?” There seems to be magic from two unfamiliar faces channeling towards her Stone. She instantly feels territorial. Ripley begins the process of untangling herself in a hurry. “No, no. You all need to stay the hell away from me. All of you.”

WANDA MAXIMOFF (616): “Ripley,” Wanda’s voice is patient. “We are running out of time.” There’s what? Five minutes left? “You need to use the Stone to right the wrongs of others. It is not fair, and I’m sorry.”

RIPLEY RYAN (616): “No.” She climbs to shaky feet. Ripley has to cling to the side of the bed to support herself. Already, she can feel the Stone recharging her batteries. “Nuh-uh. No fucking way. You got yourself into a bad situation? Get yourself out.” With that, her eyes glow red as she issues a command: OUT. In a flash of red, Ripley Ryan is gone.

BILLY KAPLAN (616): The glow dissipates and Billy slowly lowers his palm. "I'm sorry, what?"

NICO MINORU (616): “Did that bitch really just peace?” The light from the Staff fades out.

TONY STARK (616): For a moment Tony sat frozen, mouth agape. Then he threw his arms up in defeat. "Alright, I was joking around before but we need a Plan B. Right now." He turned to the rest of the team. "We're it, guys. Time's almost out. What do we do?"

WANDA MAXIMOFF (MCU): “Time is out.” Wanda’s face falls. “We’re too late.”

TONY STARK (616): "What? So we just.. lost? That's it?"

WANDA MAXIMOFF (616): She swallows thickly, eyes on the ground while her head shakes. “We need to get to the town square, to tell them -- they need to know.” Know it’s all been for naught.

ILLYANA RASPUTIN (616): She says nothing. Instead, Illyana just opens a portal and takes them there.

BILLY KAPLAN (616): "Time isn't out." He shifts towards Wanda. The clock is incredibly close, he can feel it closing in around him. "And there is another way." he doesn't flat out say it -- they both know better than most what altering reality could do, how their magic, applied by human hands, could be so finicky. The stone was safer, it was a concentrated force with a goal. Billy couldn't do it on his own -- he wasn't sure if Wanda would even agree.

WANDA MAXIMOFF (616): “Billy...” Her voice trails off. Wanda knows. Of course she knows. That doesn’t mean she likes it. “It is more than a risk. If we get it wrong, we can make things more than worse.” She looks around the now brightly lit town square. “Are you ready to run that risk?”

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