Toska (Wanda Maximoff)

Chapter 2

Natasha woke her up when they arrived. Sienna was grateful for that and stretched before standing up. She wanted to go with Natasha and Clint, but Natasha told her to get some more rest. At first, she argued, but that got her nowhere. So she went to her room in the tower, at least the room she used after missions. She never stayed for long, preferring her apartment to the tower. Clint and Natasha had always had a sibling bond with her and preferred that she stayed close, but they didn't argue with her having her own apartment. They understood she needed her own space.

Sienna didn't fall back asleep when she got into her room at the tower, only changed out of her uniform and into her more comfortable clothes. Then she rushed to where Clint was being held. Natasha gave her an unimpressed look, but Sienna refused to return to her room.

"How's he doing?" Banner walked by and asked. Sienna glanced behind her at Banner and Tony but stayed quiet.

"Unfortunately, he's still Barton," Tony responded as Natasha walked closer to where Clint was being healed with Sienna.

"That's terrible," Banner says, with a hint of humor. Sienna glanced at Clint being healed, wondering if there was anything she could have done to prevent him from being injured.

"Are you sure he's going to be okay?" Natasha asked the doctor. Sienna glanced up, also wanting to know that answer, "Pretending to need this guy really brings the team together."

"Natasha!" Sienna exclaimed with some astonishment and some humor.

"There's no possibility of deterioration, the nano-molecular functionality is instantaneous," Dr. Cho answered Natasha's question, "His cells don't know they're bonding with simulacra."

"She's creating tissue," Banner tells Natasha and Sienna.

"If you brought him to my lab, the Regeneration Cradle could do this in 20 minutes," Dr. Cho says, excitement evident on her face. Sienna sent her a small smile before looking back at Clint.

"Oh, he's flat-lining. Call it. Time?" Tony walked in with drinks.

"No, no, no. I'm gonna live forever, I'm gonna be made of plastic," Clint says, sending Sienna a small smirk.

"You better," She tells him with a smirk of her own, "Who else am I gonna show up? It definitely won't be Nat for sure."

"Here's your beverage," Tony hands him a drink, which he accepts. Tony hands Sienna one to and she does not miss the small, but sympathetic, look Tony sends her.

"You'll be made of you, Mr. Barton," Dr. Cho assures Clint, "Your own girlfriend won't be able to tell the difference."

"I don't have a girlfriend," Clint says, causing Sienna to snort. He sends her a playful glare that she brushes off.

"That I can't fix," Dr. Cho tells him.

"Nobody can," Sienna speaks up with a humorous tone.

"This is the next thing, Tony," Dr. Cho tells Tony, boasting a bit, "Your clunky metal suits are gonna be left in the dust."

"That is exactly the plan," Tony responded, "And, Helen, I expect to see you at the party on Saturday."

"Unlike you, I don't have a lot of time for parties," Dr. Cho says before looking a little flustered, "Will Thor be there?"

"Yup," Sienna sends her a playful look, "Anyways, now that I have seen that the old man is in good hands, I'm going to my room. And yes, Natasha, I will stay till Saturday instead of retreating to my apartment."

"You need to socialize," Natasha told her, her voice almost reminiscent of the older sister Sienna wishes she had.

"Ah, unfortunately, all the pretty girls are taken or straight," Sienna tells Natasha, "And I am too worthy for a man."