Be Still My Heart

No Chance In Hell

Y/N POV-

Wanda and I go walking into the kitchen dressed in sweats, my arm wrapped around her waist. Nat laughs, "I guess you guys aren't coming?" She is dressed in an elegant black dress with her hair down. "Nope, we are going to head over to the townhome and have date night."

Steve is messing with his tie and struggling. "Nat, can you help me?" She moves in front of him and fixes it a small smile on her face. Stark finishes typing away on his phone and slides it back into his pocket, "Well, have fun. Are you driving or are you taking a driver?"

I pull my keys out of my pocket and flip them around my finger. "My car." He nods his head. "Be careful," we stand there watching as the three of them leave heading towards the garage.

It is weird not seeing everyone together. "When did they say Banner is getting back? He left while we were in D.C. and I haven't heard anything about it since." Wanda shrugs her shoulders. "I think Nat said this weekend but we'll see."

I hear footsteps behind us as we walk towards the door to leave. "Have fun guys." He moves towards the fridge. "Thanks Peter. Call us if you need something." He nods his head and throws a wave in our direction as he grabs a soda from the fridge then heads back towards his room.

I open Wanda's door for her when we get to my car. "Thank you," I jump around to my side of the car and slide in. "Alright," I turn towards her. "Rock, paper, scissors for dinner and dessert. Ready?" She nods her head lifting her hand between us. "Rock, paper, scissors, shoot!"

Wanda won first so she chose burgers for dinner and I won dessert so we picked up ice cream. I pull into the townhome's driveway and throw the car into park. "You got the food?" I pick up the milkshakes out of the cupholders. "Yep, right behind you."

I unlock the front door and walk through it. Wanda locks it behind us. "Where do you want to eat? Down here, middle floor living room, or my bedroom?" She shrugs her shoulders. "Wherever, I don't care."

We settle on the middle floor living room. I roll the punching bag out of the way then grab the remote off the table and start flipping channels. I wrap my arm around Wanda's shoulders as she scoots over next to me. "This takes me back to my high school years of having movies dates. Lot more pressure then. I am glad we finally got to hang out alone though. It is different being here instead of the facility."

Wanda turns to look at me as I finally select a movie to watch. "Yeah it is different. Nice that it is just us." She gets quiet for a second before speaking again, "Do I make you feel young?" I lean forward and peck her on the lips. "Yes you do but granted you are half my age."

Wanda rolls her eyes. "I look older than you though." I shrug my shoulders gearing up my comment, "Yet you are actually the younger one so I win." She scrunches up her nose at me laughing. "Okay, okay."

We finish eating and turn on a second movie when I hear some movement downstairs. I lean my head towards Wanda and get close to her ear. "Am I paranoid or did you hear that?" She nods her head. I motion for her to follow me to the back wall the furthest away from the stairwell and windows.

She steps over to the desk and presses a button under it. I hear a small click then a drawer pops out the side with a handgun. Y/N grabs it immediately aiming at the doorway leading downstairs.

"Y/N," She positions me behind her but doesn't say anything, my back rests against the wooden bookcase. I place my hand lightly on her back so she can feel me.

"So, I guess you have advanced hearing too, huh?" Drew comes walking up the stairs his hands raised in the air. Y/N's finger is hovering on the trigger, her body tense as she keeps the gun aimed at Drew's head.