2: Are you ready to comply?

Chapter 13

*I can only apologize for how long this has taken to update. I am now on placement, which means I'm working in hospital for a bunch of the week, and then have to do study days and things like that, it's all very chaotic haha. I miss writing, and I miss Ana and Nat and Wanda! But I am doing the best I can, but I am so so sorry for the delay, and any future delays in the update of this book! And any other books that I have going!*

*Do you know what, I did not think I'd get this out today...mainly could I have like a presentation to do, a final piece of work for my part one of my placement in hospital, and a bunch of other work, and issues going on in my life atm...was in a pretty major car crash which was not much fun, it wrote of my car that I've had since 2017...pretty gutted...pretty much everything is chaos, and I have missed writing this book, I have such a strong connection to all the characters, and their stories, and seeing all your like comments as you'd read through, really kept me inspired to not back away from writing, not just give up on it entirely. So now...please enjoy this...or at least try to haha...my writing is a little rusty now haha, it's been 2 months!*

*So I feel like this chapter is total shit, and doesn't make like any sense whatsoever. Like when I thought I'd be rusty, I didn't think I would just be totally crap at writing now. I'm so sorry for all of you who have waited months for this chapter and have gotten this piece of garbage!*

Wanda's POV

This kiss meant nothing, it really didn't. However drunk or not, mission or not, it felt like cheating, we were never official, we'd never spoken about anything. Fuck we'd only kissed once at a party and then I'd pretended she didn't exist the next day, but Ana was mine, she was all I wanted, she was the only person I wanted to be that close with.

Something inside me broke when Nat and I's lips met, it was hard to explain. It was like the connection between Ana and I just shattered, it was still there, lingering within me, but it was no longer reassuring, it was no longer warm. It was cold. It felt suffocating. I was trying to focus on anything but that feeling, however I couldn't, it was overwhelming. No matter how broken and in pieces the link felt right now, the pull towards her felt unbearable, like she was summoning me, like she was challenging me. But I didn't understand why, I didn't know if it was the alcohol, if i was just feeling off. I tried to ignore it.

Nat and I's journey home was mostly in silence, I felt her eye's flicker to me every now and again, and I didn't need to be a mind reader to sense the concern that was held within the glance,

"I'm fine Nat" I said sighing, staring aimlessly out the window of the car, trying to get my mind to latch on to anything but the weird war in my head,

"I never said you weren't" She bit back, no malice in her voice, just worry which she tried to mask with sarcasm, and I just rolled my eyes and continued to stare into the nothingness.

The second we got in I headed straight to bed. I wasn't even going to bother taking my makeup off until Nat practically dragged me to the bathroom to do it. Her eyes were soft, but careful as she watched me potter around the room, trying to work myself up to sleep, trying to prepare myself for whatever might plague my dreams.

Nat didn't say anything, as she stood up, clearly reaching a conclusion in her head after analysing my behaviour, she merely grabbed the bear that had been returned to it's normal place on her nightstand and passed it to me. I smiled at her, and then clutched the bear tightly before getting into bed. I felt closer to Ana like this. I felt at home.

Nat's POV

I was sat down at the desk, and had started typing up the information I had gathered from the time at the bar, when a secure email was sent to me. I narrowed my eyes at it, trying to wrack my brain how and why anyone was emailing me at this time. I was also not entirely sure why or who had gotten access to my SHIELD information, as the email ID wasn't one I immediately recognised. It did however come from an internal address, and was highlighted as urgent. I glanced back at my bed, my body exhausted, knowing that I wasn't obliged to read whatever this person wanted straight away and that I needed to sleep, but glancing across to Wanda, gripping the small bear so tightly, it just reminded me of the night,ares that would most likely haunt my sleep anyway.