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wandas pov

I woke up and rested my hand on my stomach, smiling, my eyes not yet open. I felt around for y/n and opened my eyes when she wasn't resting next to me. I struggled to stand but once I had I padded into the hall. I rubbed my bleary eyes and was hit by the fumes of paint coming from the spare room. I walked into the room my hands resting on the small of my back to hold up my stomach. 

"My! Wanda! I didn't know you would grow this quickly! You're almost..." She flipped through the book resting on the unbuilt babies crib. "...6 weeks in!" I smiled and summoned my powers, the babies crib now built and the mobile swinging overhead, back and forth. "Wanda darling, you should sit down."

"Nonsense, these babies are making me feel nothing but-" I gagged, covering my hand with my mouth. Y/N raised an eyebrow "Okay maybe I should sit down." Y/N walked over and kissed my forehead and smiled down at me.

"The doctors coming soon sweetheart."

"Okay my love. Can we have some pancakes?" I asked our eyes locking. Her eyes were like a e/c ocean and the waves were swallowing her pupils in a storm of... fear? Why was she scared? "Sweetheart are you alright?" I asked grabbing her hand stroking her knuckles with my fingers. She smiled down at me and nodded. We walked away from the nursery and into the kitchen. Soon the smell of bacon and pancakes filled the air and I sighed. Never had I been more content.

"Wanda?" I whipped my head around and saw y/n leaning against a tree. "Wanda it hurts. It h-hurts. IT HURTS!" I rushed over my throat closing up.

"Where? Honey, you have to tell me where it hurts."

"EVERYWHERE!" She stifled her screams by biting her lip until her mouth was filled with thick, red blood, she looked up and smiled through her tears "We don't know whats happening Wanda. I don't know wether- we'll ever see each other again- but you have to know I love you- until the moon and sun stop loving each other okay?? Okay Wanda? WANDA, look at me, look at me, I love you." I took her hands but soon saw her fading away her hands no longer held tightly in mine. That was when they all fell, tear after tear tinted red with blood, anger and grief.

"Wanda?"


She knocked on my door and chewed on her cuticles. The door swung open and I practically fell into her arms. When she pulled away and looked at me there was a weary smile plastered on my face but she could tell it pained me to show any emotion but sadness so soon after his death. My eyes were puffy and my room was a state there was a dent in my tv remote almost as if I had thrown it at something and there was a crack in the corner of my television which was glitching its way through a Dick Van Dyke episode, the walnut one. She held me close to her as we fell slowly to the floor, silents sobs racked my small body which felt as if it was carved for her hands.

"Wanda have you eaten today?" she asked as she stroked my hair and leaned on the door frame, my body still tangled with hers. I shook my head and didn't look up at her. "Have you eaten at all this week Wanda?" This time I met her gaze and as tears slipped from my eyes I shook my head. She cradled me and shushed me as I cried. She carried me over to my bed and tucked me in, going to go and get me something to eat and drink.


"Let her go in peace Wanda. I'm sorry." Her eyes glazed over and Steve let me go and I collapsed onto y/n, so physically and mentally drained from the day.

"She's not gone." I whispered to myself "Say something y/n! Anything. Please." Vision pulled me off of her "NO, Y/N, SHE NEEDS ME, LET ME GO. I NEED HER, STOP! PLEASE. LET ME HAVE HER, LET ME HOLD HER ONE MORE TIME!" I threw a tantrum like a child, kicking and screaming at Vision but then I saw Cap pick her up and she flopped across his arms, limp, this only made me cry harder but Vision managed to get me inside and lay me in bed. He locked the door and hazed through the wall. I screamed and kicked at the door but I was so weak I didn't even make a dent I slipped down the door still crying even though it hurt. I cried until my eyes drooped and I fell asleep.

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