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Chapter 6

Wanda woke up the next morning naturally early, used to waking up at the early hour to get defense practice in. She layed in bed staring at the ceiling contemplatively, trying to decide whether she wanted to try to sleep in or get up for the day. After trying and failing to fall back asleep, Wanda got dressed in some comfortable clothing and walked out of the room to make breakfast. She decided to go to the kitchen on the floor she shared with Natasha, not yet wanting to interact with anyone.

As Wanda walked into the kitchen, she realized her plan had been thwarted, as Vision was hovering by the counter seemingly waiting for her. She looked down at the counter and grimaced, as he had a cup laying in front of him which she deduced was for her considering the android could not consume anything.

“Good morning, Miss Maximoff,” Vision greeted her, grabbing the cup and floating over to where she had been standing.

“I made you a smoothie so you would not have to worry about making breakfast after just being released from medical. I do believe this is my best one yet.”

Wanda reluctantly grabbed the cup from Vision and took a hesitant sip to please him, pleasantly surprised that there were no chunks this time and though it did not taste the best, it was certainly more edible than the last attempt.

“Thank you, Vis, that was very thoughtful of you,” Wanda stated, walking to the counter to sit down.

“Miss Maximoff, if you don’t mind me asking, how exactly did you get hurt? Miss Romanoff mentioned something of a tree, but looked upset about it when I inquired for more information.”

Wanda’s heart leapt at the mention of Natasha. She pushed that thought aside for the moment to reply to Vision.

“It seems I don’t have the best way of dealing with my emotions. I let them all out on a tree and ended up stabbing myself with a wood chip in the process. I was so wrapped up in what I had been feeling that I didn’t even notice it at first until the tree snapped,” She explained.

“Hm, no that certainly does not seem like the way you should be dealing with these feelings unless you want to risk getting hurt again. I am happy to lend an ear if you need someone to process them with. I know you are close with Miss Romanoff and can process them with her, but I am here as well if you would like,” Vision stated.

“Natasha and I aren’t that close actually,” Wanda replied, frowning before continuing, “I thought we were, but it seems she sees me as a means to an end. Someone she has been assigned to for a mission and that’s it.”

Wanda stopped herself from letting Vision know more about what had been going on between the two, but seeing Vision’s steady eyes and knowing he was the closest thing she had to a companion around now that Natasha had grown cold on her, she decided to let it all out.

“I think I messed things up, Vis. But I think she did too.”

Wanda continued to explain her feelings towards Natasha to the android, expressing the conflicting messages she had been receiving from the woman.

“When I went out yesterday, I initially left just to get away and write down what I was feeling. I started doing that recently, writing as if I was talking to Pietro,” She looked down at the now empty cup remorsefully. “He was the one person I could tell everything to without being judged. Sure, he would joke about some things I was feeling, but he would never judge them. I thought maybe if I write the stuff down, it would almost be like I was talking to him again. Like maybe one day he would be able to read it and joke with me about how stupid my feelings are for Natasha and to just go for it.”

Vision glanced at Wanda and put a hand on the table near hers. “Miss Maximoff, I think that is a good idea. I am sorry you feel like you have no other way to process your emotions and maybe I should have tried harder to help you feel like you could approach me for help, but though I am only a few months old, I can tell how important your brother was to you and know how healing it can be to imagine you are speaking to him.”