Indigo Meets Scarlet (Wanda x Y/n)

chapter twelve

Y/N POV

"The news is loving you guys. Nobody else is. There's been no official call for Banner's arrest but it is in the air." Maria updates us, sending us clips of news footage that's rolling out around the world about Hulks big day out. 

"The Stark Relief Foundation?" Tony asks. 

"Already on the scene. How's the team?"

"Everyones...We took a hit. We'll shake it off."

The team sat scattered throughout the jet. Bruce was slumped on the floor, covered in an anxious sweat, Thor paced up and down the cockpit whilst Clint controls the jet. The rest of us were just sat staring into space, lost in our respective thoughts, minds still reeling from the visions Wanda showed us.

"Well, for now, I'd stay in stealth mode and stay away from here." Maria advises.

"So run and hide?"

"I don't have a lot else to offer."

"Neither do we." Tony hangs up with a sigh, moving forwards in the pit to Clint. 

"Hey, you wanna switch out?"

"No, I'm good. If you wanna get some kip joe's a good time because we're still a few hours out." Barton responds, fiddling with some of the controls as he steers us towards our destination. 

"A few hours out from where?"

"A safe house."

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"Y/n? Helloooo, earth to Y/l/n?" Tony waves his hand in front of my fave, snapping me out of the disassociated state I had been in. 

Apparently, my brain was deciding not to deal with the emotions that had been dragged up back there. 

The door to the jet hung open, golden light from the sunrise streaming in, rolling green fields stretching outside. I hadn't even realised we had arrived at the destination, let alone where we were. 

Barton stands point, waiting for the rest of us to gather our things and meet him outside the jet. He starts leading us through the long grass, towards a big victorian house settled in a clearing. A white porch wraps around the whole house, with mint shutters hanging from the window, matching the colour of the roof.

"What is this place?" Thor demands, looking to Tony for answers. 

"A safe house." He shrugs.

"Let's hope." Clint says, an arm wrapped around Nat as he gently steers her through the front door. "Honey? I'm home."

Oh, so THIS was Clint's top-secret farm. Nat and I both knew about his secret little family, he'd let me on the secret since Nat and I had basically become inseparable, being the only girls, but nobody else on the team knew about his family. This should be interesting.

Clint's wife Laura walks in, heavily pregnant and very confused as to the group of superheroes standing in her living room. 

"Hi. Company. Sorry I didn't call ahead." Barton greets her with a kiss. 

"This is an agent of some kind." Tony states, dismissing any possibility Clint has a secret life he doesn't know about. Thor looks at him just as confused, and I can't help but let out a small giggle at their ignorance. 

"Gentlemen, this is Laura." The archer introduces, causing his wife to give a small wave to the five men standing in shock, Nat and I stood to the side with smirks on our lips.