As The World Caves In

ch. 22

Raven looked at the void of her ceiling, the darkness engulfing her room. She couldn't bring herself to go to sleep. The memories flashed before her yet again as she saw Pietro hobbled up in the corner, weak and fragile. She has yet to tell the sleeping woman right next to her about the revelation simply because she doesn't know how to ease her way into the conversation.

Recalling back to the times Wanda had talked about Pietro, she had always had this dark cloud looming over her whenever she would mention his name. Even at their best, she would bring herself to tears, dreading what was once her favorite memory now filled with sorrow and regret. Wanda is finally happy for once and she doesn't want to see her go through grief.

Raven knew for sure that he's alive. She felt him. She saw him. No matter how she looked at it, Pietro is indeed alive. But, as she let her new profound discovery process inside her head, she couldn't quite wrap her mind as to how it is even possible. According to the footage she had seen, Pietro died saving Clint and the kid. He managed to let every single bullet go through his body in order to protect the two souls. And just like that, his body fell to the ground, as he was announced dead.

The brunette let that memory of him dying replay in her head a thousand times, thinking of all the possibilities it is even humanly possible for him to be alive. Despite being an enhanced individual, it doesn't necessarily make you invincible. But, how is he alive?

Frustrated at her own thoughts, Raven made her way downstairs to get some air. She let the cold breeze pass through her skin, offering her some type of comfort. It didn't make her forget but it was enough to at least ease her mind until she could come up with a way to tell Wanda that her older brother who she thought was dead for a few years is in fact alive and well.

"You couldn't sleep either?"

Raven turns around seeing Natasha approach her.

"Just got a lot in my mind. More than I can carry." Raven chuckled nervously as she diverted her attention back at the open field.

"What's got you all worked up?"

Conflicted with what she wants to say and what needs to be said, Raven shrugged, "I'm in a situation where I don't exactly know how I wanna go about handling this."

"It sounds serious, what is your heart telling you?"

"Tell the truth as soon as possible."

"And your mind?"

Raven didn't realize until now that there was no existing battle between her heart and her head. She was simply conflicted on how she would say it.

"Tell the truth as soon as possible." Raven repeated herself as gazed at her attention back at Nat.

"Well, it seems like you know what you want to do."

"I do, but, I just don't know how I'm going to bring myself to tell her."

"So, this is about Maximoff. . ." Nat hummed. "Did you guys have your first lover's quarrel?"

Raven rolled her eyes, "no, but I wished it was that instead."

Nat could sense the turmoil inside Raven's head as she reeked of help and desperation.

"Rav, what's wrong? You know you can tell me anything."

Raven exhales loudly, "I saw something."

"What'd you see?"

"I don't know what exactly it was because it seemed like my mind was messing with me." Raven began, anxious to continue. "But then, just like that, I felt him. I saw him."