Wanda POV
She approaches the front of the cell, head tilting with curiosity.
"Tell me, Red Eyes..." my heart stutters in my chest at that nickname. I feel my hand shoot up to my chest, in a pathetic attempt to slow my heart rate before I burst. My feet shuffle in order to keep my legs alive so I don't collapse.
"Why are you down here?"
Her question is genuine, she's confused, unsure of my motives. But she isn't scared, she is just curious. Almost like the first time we met. Except now she just has a Hydra parasite in her head. I try to come up with words that will get through to her, like I did earlier. Maybe I can pull her out again, maybe the Y/N I know and love will fight through more.
"I once promised you that I wouldn't let anyone hurt you. That includes yourself."
For a moment, I can see her soften, her features relax, arms unfold. My mind gets pulled at, like she's begging for me. I place my hand on the thick glass and silently will her to repeat my action. Slowly and cautiously she makes her way over and places her hand against the glass, over mine. I watch her intently, studying her movements. She keeps her eyes glued to our hands just being separated by the glass. Something starts to form over her eyes, a film of tears that have built up.
Focusing, I try to see in her head, and I feel her. I feel Y/N again. She's in pain, feels guilty...but most importantly she's terrified. Not of us, but of herself, of whatever is controlling her.
"You're going to be okay," I whisper, cursing that we are on opposite ends of this cell because all I want to do is hold her, reassure her that I am here. Reassure her that her family is fighting for her.
Her eyes meet mine and she shakes her head, seemingly back in a lucid state.
"I'm so sorry...I don't...I don't know what they did to me."
Her hands start shaking as she backs away, stumbling until she reaches the other end of the cell. Her head searches all around as I try and use my words to relax her.
"Y/N, you're alright. Everything is going to be fine."
"N-no, No! I-I hurt you, Wanda, and I hurt...Oh god, Nat. I hurt Nat! And Tony and shit, what the hell is wrong with me?" She grabs her head, collapsing to the ground as she starts sobbing. I need to help her. But how?
I can't go in there, Tony won't let me. He won't let anybody.
"Y/N...I need you to focus. We are all okay, I'm okay. Everyone's fine. We just want to help you, but you need to tell us what they did to you."
She sniffles as she stands again, wiping her face before turning away.
"They...They tortured me. All I remember is the machine I was hooked up to, the shocks, the brain wiping. It felt like my brain was on fire, like it was melting and then...they..."
She trails off as she continues to cry quietly. I need to help her.
I glanced around, making sure no one was coming before I forced open the cell door and walked inside. She jumps when she hears the door shut, eyes landing on me. For a second she looks scared of me, and it aches to see her so scared of everything. I walk over to her still, not hesitating before I pull her into a hug.
"It's okay. I'm right here. You're safe now."
I can feel her breath on my neck, she wraps her arms around me, allowing her body to relax into my grasp.
"What else did they do, Y/N?" My mind goes to the words, and what Nat described to us, what they translated to, it didn't make any sense. It had to have been mind control, but I've never seen it like that before.
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