Xoxo - y/n Carter

17. Memorial

Arya pov

"... 2... 1... and cheers" a bunch of fireworks can be seen from the window.

"I'll come by and wake you for breakfast" Natasha says in hope that everything can go back to normal but i know it won't. But that is the perfect way to succeed with the mission.

"Thanks Natasha, are you sure they won't be mad?" i ask, looking at all the fireworks from horizant.

"I'll talk to them, just get some sleep. They will have a million questions in the morning" she says before exiting the room once again.

"Now if you're not too mesmerized by the show we're here with a special guest to talk about Y/n Carter, one of the millions she's saved. Lucy Grey, welcome to the studio" the male voice from the radio says as i sit in the couch by it.

"I'm glad to be here, and to talk about my hero."

"Now, tell us your story about how she saved you. Was is in a crash, the alien invasion or robot attack"

"None of the sort, it was just she that inspired me. I was in a very low point in my life when i saw this interview with her in it. She was talking about how her life changed for better and worse after the serum... it did make me feel better knowing that even the perfect people have there downs. About a week later i went to out high school reunion and meet her"

"You went to high school with her?"

"Yes, but i was the quiet kid in the back of the class. But at that dinner she talked to me, remembered who i was and simply inspired me by just remembering who i was. She was one of the popular girls, the only one that wasn't really mean. I feel like it could have been because of the serum that she remembered me but it meant so much that the one i looked up to remembered me too"

"That is one hell of a story, what did she tell you?"

"She took me aside and told me 'keep your head up and don't let them walk all over you again. You have so much more to give before it ends'. And i really took that to heart..." i turn to off, don't have the energy to listen to all the good she has done. The good i have to pretend to be just so i can kill him. I walk up to the bed to find a black dress laying there, so i just put it on one of the chairs. If i hadn't looked like her i won't be able to sleep safe. None of them has what it takes to kill someone who looks like a loved one. I crawl up on top of the covers on the soft bed. It's cold but i don't mind, but i can tell by the smell of it that someone else has slept here after her.

Wanda pov

Natasha makes her way out onto the patio. Wasn't she supposed to watch over Arya? As soon as she sees me she gestures for me to come. What else can i do but come to her, she pulls me aside inside the doors.

"I need your help" she says with a pretty calm voice but still shaken up.

"Why? What's wrong?"

"Nothings wrong, i just need your help to control the others so they don't get mad at me" she says with a sweet smile but i just look at her.

"Oh what did you do Nat?"

"It's her, Arya is y/n and before you say anything or call me crazy. Just take a look at the surveillance" but i have to admit that it sounds crazy. "We talked about stuff, like who was messaging us and she knows who it is. She doesn't remember exact details about her life here but enough small details for it to not be her"

"Natasha, you sound like a crazy person right now. Where is she now?" i ask, trying to stay calm at what she's saying. Even i want it to be true, but it's impossible.

"It her room, asleep"

"You let her out?"

"No, we made a deal and she's wearing a tracker so she can't leave without us knowing where she is"

"Nattie, you can't trust her. She's a killer" and i use the wrong words.

"You forget that so am i, and Bucky, and Tony and half the people living here. The person she has become is no different from the person i was in the red room Wanda"

"So you want me to do what? Control their reactions when they find out she was sleeping in y/n's room?"

"Technically it's her room but whatever, yes. That's exactly what i want you to do" and i have a feeling that if i tell her no she's gonna bring up the whole year. And if she does i'm gonna lose that painting, as i bet on it. More with myself but i'll still keep it.

"Fine, but if anything happens i am nowhere to be blamed for it" i say and she nods with a smile. I have no idea of how i got to where we are not, but i really wanna go back instead. Back in time to make a change. Though it would explain why i thought i saw you in a cafe in Paris, sitting alone with tea and a croissant outside in the sun. We had gone through it in a taxi so i just thought it was my mind playing me a trick. But could it really be her?

'I have to do this, save me if i fail' i hear the voice that reminds me of you in my head. You must have fallen asleep and accidently opened the door to talk. But what is it that you have to do, and what do i have to save you from in that case.

'What would i save you from?' i ask back, knowing that a sleeping concussion is easier to question than an awake one.

'Me, myself and i. We're different people' now it's just rambling so i give up and close the door on my end. This is about to go overboard.