i still hate you , pietro maximoff

Part Fifteen

2015, present day, age eighteen
After the events of Age of Ultron

After Ashlynn was shot, Steve ran over and carried her to the transport. Pietro carried the kid, and Clint held Ashlynn's limp hand.

Wanda fell to the ground, wiping out all of the remaining bots. She quickly made her way over to Ultron, ripping out his 'heart,' and got carried out by Vision before the whole place exploded.

They flew through the night, not arriving at the compound until the next day. The S.H.I.E.L.D. nurses did their best to help stitch and patch everyone up, and they succeeded for everyone except Ashlynn. They had managed to slow her bleeding, but they didn't have the proper tools to heal her or fully stop the blood flow.

So, as soon as they landed, Wanda shook Pietro awake and he lifted Ashlynn into his arms, arriving at the hospital wing in seconds, Doctor Cho's hair blowing backwards from the gust of air.

"Oh my god, Ashlynn," she spoke, her mouth parted slightly as she quickly made her way to one of the hospital beds. "Set her down here, I'll get started right away."

Pietro obliged, quickly laying her down on the bed, as Wanda and Clint walked in.

Clint had red, puffy eyes, and Wanda didn't look too different. A nurse called Pietro over to clean up the wounds that hadn't been taken care of yet, and he reluctantly went towards her.

Pietro heard bits and pieces of what Wanda and Clint were saying near Ashlynn's limp, barely-alive body, but he was mainly enveloped fully into his thoughts. He hardly even registered when Clint, Cho, and the nurse left, and Wanda had appeared at his side, sitting next to him on the hospital bed.

"Pietro," Wanda spoke, her voice soft, yet enough to break him out of his staring contest with the wall.

His head snapped towards his sister and he took in her appearance. He noticed that she already appeared to have dark circles under her eyes. "Yeah?"

"What's going through your head right now?"

Pietro sighed, knowing she would get it out of him one way or another. "She saved me. Why did she save me?"

"Someone's life was in danger, so she put herself in harms way to protect them. That someone just happened to be you." Wanda claims, biting her tongue at the end of her sentence so she didn't say anything she wasn't supposed to.

"Yeah, but if I was her, I would want me dead. I treated her so harshly."

"Yeah, why did you do that?" Wanda tilts her head, genuinely curious as he had never told her why he hated her so much.

He sighs and rubs the back of his neck. "Okay, so you know that girl I always talked about when we were really young?"

"Yeah..."

"That was her. Little four year old me thought it would be best to push her away than to continue to hang out with her, because she made me feel things a four year old isn't supposed to feel."

Wanda gasped and punched him in the shoulder, kind of playfully. But only kind of. "You idiot!"

"Yeah, yeah. I know." Pietro rubbed his shoulder where she hit him. "I was young and didn't know what to do with the emotions I was feeling. But, by the time I tried to make things right, I had dug myself too far into making her hate me. So, I figured the more I was mean to her, the more I would believe myself that I hated her." He took a deep breath after he finished speaking and he went silent, letting Wanda know he had nothing more to say.

"Oh my god. You are officially the most stupid person I know." Wanda laid her head on his shoulder.

"Do you think she'd ever forgive me?"

"Yeah, I do. Ashlynn's not an idiot, unlike you," Wanda poked him in the side. "She knows when to give second chances and when not to."

"I'll be sure to apologize and try to make amends as soon as she wakes up." Pietro says, his previous smile fading as he thinks 'if she wakes up'.

"You better." Wanda let out a small laugh before exiting the room, leaving Pietro to his thoughts.

A/N: ahhh some cute Wanda and Pietro sibling time 😊
Sorry Ashlynn wasn't really in this, but I felt that the information in this needed to be addressed first.