As Mary followed behind Agatha into the apartment Wanda knew intimately, she could feel the emotions of trauma pouring from Wanda. Mary wanted to be there for her friend, but she was still recovering from reliving her own past trauma. Mary's emotions weren't just her own in this moment. Her emotions were being influenced by Wanda's at the same time.Nearly losing Steve that day changed Mary for the rest of her life. She had vowed to never let herself be a burden. She would always find a way to support herself, to carry herself. She took a great deal of time after Steve and Bucky "died" and Howard offered Mary and Becca to live with him. Mary didn't want to impose herself and Becca onto Howard but he persisted relentlessly.
"Oh. Charming." Agatha said, pulling both women out of their heads. "Love the Cold War aesthetic." She said to Wanda as a woman at the sink was washing something. "Why are we here?" Agatha asked.
Wanda's eyes followed every movement the woman in the room did. Her eyes lit up with sadness and love. "Mama..." She whispered.
"Irina?" A male's voice called for Wanda and Pietro's mother. The couple converse in Sokovian as the man enters the small apartment.
"Papa..." Wanda mumbled as her eyes followed her parents movements. She breathes out a small smile as she watches her parents. Irina opens up the suitcase Olek had brought with him, and inside were old sitcom dvds. I Love Lucy, Bewitched, Malcolm in the Middle. All of those Mary watched as she grew up. Wanda had grown up with them as well.
"Olek.." Irina sighs as she looks up at her husband with sadness in her eyes.
"Hey." He says and walks over to his wife. He kneels down in front of her and takes Irina's hands. "Не брините, све ћу их продати сутра. више за филмско вече!" Don't worry, i'll sell them all tomorrow. More for movie night! Olek tells his wife and tries to reassure her.
"In English, Papa!" A young boy shouts to his father. Mary gasps as she sees Pietro as a young boy.
"Pietro..." Wanda whispers, her voice shaky.
"He's loud, isn't he?" Agatha quips.
"You said the only rule of TV night is we try to practice our English." Pietro reminds his father with a smirk on his face. Agatha tries to clear out her ear because of the loudness of Pietro's voice.
Irina chuckles and motions to her son, "Yes, yes, he is right." She says to her husband then looks at Pietro. "We were just making rid of last little bit of Sokovian."
Olek drapes his jacket over Pietro and the boy moves to put it on the coat hook as the father smiles, "Where is your sister?" Olek asks his son.
"Wanda?" Pietro shouts for his sister.
"I mean, we're right here." Agatha says.
"Wanda?" Pietro shouts again.
Agatha leans towards Wanda, "That's your cue, lady. You're on." She tells Wanda and pushes her towards Pietro.
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Limitless ³|| B. Barnes
FanfictionFamily until the end. lim·it·less /ˈlimitləs/ Adjective: limitless Without end, limit, or boundary. Life was finally peaceful with few interruptions. Husband and wife finally living out their happily ever after with their son and new friends and na...