Chapter 58 - Strange Therapy

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-back to your perspective-

--1 year later--

Your recovery took a lot longer than expected. On top of the physical injuries that followed from the battle, you had to overcome the emotional and mental aspects.

Flashbacks, night terrors, overcoming the grief, fear and loss of having no one around you and even having to deal with Thor going back to Asgard and Clint going home to his family.

It was a long, tough road but with your people by your side you battled through and the light at the end of the tunnel edged ever so closer to you.

"So my darling, where are we going today?" Pietro asks as he plonked himself next to you on the sofa.

You smirk at him "we aren't going anywhere. You my darling bestfriend are going with my dashing fiancée for your suits whilst I'm kidnapping your sister and Nat for their bridesmaid dresses." You go to stand, but are instantly pulled down.

"I'm not-? I don't understand the assignment. I'm not going with you?" Pietro says in his childlike voice, which he knows gets you curling over in laughter.

"Speedy stop it. Go. You know what he's like for punctuality- oh busttedddddd" you say smiling.

"He's behind me isn't he?" Pietro whispers.

"Yep. Hey handsome. He's coming now, he's got super speed so go gentle. He'd of still been on time" You try and cover Pietro's back but Strange saw through it.

"Nice try Y/N. That excuse worked on the venue, the wedding rehearsal, the last mission and oh yeah the first suit fitting" He says crossing his arms.

You shrug your shoulders at them both and laugh, you plant a kiss on Pietro's cheek and wrap your arms around Stranges neck.

"Can I have you to myself tonight?" You whisper, smirking.

"You, my sweetheart can have me whenever you want" He gives you a soft kiss with a beaming smile.

"Get out of here Stephen before I take that a little bit too literal." You wink and go off to find Nat and Wanda.

-a couple of hours later-

You and Wanda are laughing, whilst Nat pouts "Okay that much laughing feels a little unnecessary girls."

"Nat I love you, but you look like a toilet roll holder" you burst out laughing, wiping your eyes. Wanda gasps for breath.

"Is it that bad?" Nat looks at the saleswoman for help, who nods her head with a sorrowful look on her face.

"You know that dress gets me in the mood for lemon meringue pie" You blurt out without thinking and it causes all three of you to burst out laughing and Nat finally looks at herself in the mirror.

"Get it off. Girls why did you even let me pick it up?" She screams.

"For the golden comedy we just got."

"Evil. Pure evil." She shouts as she changes back.

You continue trying dresses on and laughing, drinking and just enjoying time away from the boys, the compound and to just be girls.

Then it was your turn... you had already found a dress that you fell utterly in love with.

It was an ivory, princess ball gown dress. With long sleeves that were clear with floral cutouts lining your arms, chest and bust. You had a sweetheart neckline with a slit going down your cleavage in a sexy yet classy accent. With the floral cutouts flowing down the dress. It had a train, long enough to notice but not so long you or anyone would trip on it... and of course a veil.

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