𝗘𝗻𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗱 [𝗦𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗹𝗲𝘁𝗙𝗿𝗼𝘀𝘁]

Sixteen

Why not me?

Wanda doesn't feel her falling to the ground.

She does hear Lorna scream for Sam.

It wasn't even one of her nicknames for him, she full-blown screamed for him, using his actual name.

She doesn't know what she does, or what Lorna does, but her arm is around her sister's neck, and somebody else's-Sam's.

"Shit." Sam mutters.

She doesn't know Clint is here, until Lorna's grip is switched as they walk down the stairs.

She grunts in pain, tears almost running down her cheeks.

Why is she crying? She's supposed to be stronger then this.

Supposed to.

Because she isn't, that's what she's finally realized.

She's not strong enough; she's going to die soon from infection, or from blood loss.

She expects to; she closes her eyes, slowing her breathing pattern.

"Hey! Hey, kid! Wake up, Wanda!" A voice cries, and she feels a hand hit her face.

She groans and wakes up, eyes focusing on who she thinks is Clint.

"We're almost at the other's house. You'll be okay, I promise." Clint states, but his voice lacks conviction.

She tries to speak, but nothing comes out of her mouth except a heavy breath of air.

She looks around, but she's in so much pain from the knife that her head can't move well.

"Hey, we're almost there. The initial shock will wear off soon, so try to keep quiet." Clint whispers into her ear.

She wishes he hadn't said that.

Because that's what happens.

It wears off, and she can feel the blood seeping out onto her thighs and legs, onto the floor and arms, as she tries to hold it all in.

A small towel or paper towel is placed on the skinny hole in her body, keeping the red blood inside of her so she doesn't die.

She holds it in her hand, blood coming onto her own hands.

"We're going to have to go to where Tony and the rest are staying." Lorna states, opening all the doors to leave the house. "They're closer; she'll die if we get her to where Loki works or to the Compound."

"Either Compound would be to late." Wanda replies softly. "Come on, we have to go."

They all nod, before Wanda looks behind her in confusion.

"Wanda?" Sam asks. "What's wrong?"

"Bucky." She mutters. "The Winter Soldier-it was back? Is he okay? How is he?"

"He's fine." Lorna says in reply. "Knocked out by Clint."

"Okay."

...

Clint's hand makes direct contact with the door, hitting it as hard as he can.

Bruce opens the door, looking startled at the fact that Wanda's has one arm around Sam's neck, the other holding all her blood in.

Clint holds her as well, and Lorna bursts in, trying to find a place for her sister to sit down.

"What happened?" Bruce asks, staring at the bleeding woman.

Wanda groans in response.

"She got stabbed." Clint states, holding Wanda's left bicep.

"Over there." Lorna says, pointing at the couch.