Little Princess (An Avengers/ P.M. fanfic)

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All I want is nothing more, than to hear you knocking at my door. 

Wanda was pacing back and forth in her room.

Each time she reached the end of her room she would turn and walk the other way.

Pietro rolled his eyes when she ignored him and kept pacing.

She'd been ignoring him for about ten minutes as he constantly asked her what was wrong.

The only answer he got was a worried look before she turned and paced the other way.

"I don't know what to do," Wanda admitted finally.

"About what?" asked Pietro.

Obviously, Wanda didn't answer and just kept pacing.

When did it happen?

How could it have happened?

All these questions were stopping her from going right up to Savannah right now and-

She didn't even know what she would do.

"This is really bad" Wanda sighed as she plopped down on the bed and put her head in her hands.

Pietro sat up and rubbed her back, "What is wrong Wanda?" he asked.

Wanda looked up at him and sighed.

How was she even supposed to say this?

She had to be calm about it, she had to explain what she felt so that Pietro would know what to do.

"Savanna's being mind-controlled," she said before quickly covering her mouth with her hands.

That was definitely not how she wanted to say it.

Pietro raised his eyebrows, "what?"

Wanda shook her head and leaned back on the bed, looking up at the ceiling.

"I think Savannah is being mind-controlled" she corrected more calmly.

Pietro looked at her, obviously confused, "what do you mean? How do you know?"

"I read her mind," said Wanda, "it was like it wasn't even her like she wasn't even there" Wanda sat up and looked at her brother, "I know what I felt," she said confidently.

There were a few more minutes where they just looked at each other. Pietro honestly didn't know what to think. Pietro thought about how Savannah had been acting recently.

Sure, she'd been acting weird but it wasn't mind control... was it?

It couldn't be.

But if Wanda had read her mind, if what Wanda was saying was true-

"What do we do?" he asked.

Wanda was relieved that he even believed her, honestly, she'd expected him to just tell her that she was being stupid.

"I don't know," she sighed.

"Since when has Savannah been mind-controlled?" asked Pietro.

Hell if she knew.

Wanda still wasn't sure how somebody had even managed to mind control Savannah, she was like a freaking ninja all the time.

And who was even mind-controlling her?