What if Erik met his son years before Days of Future Past??
Days after days, Erik dedicates his life to revenge, and spends his life in the frustration of searching for Sebastian Shaw- the greatest threat of his life, a frightening specter, and his...
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Step, step, step, step, turn
Step, step, step, step, turn
Just like that for the next few minutes, Pietro bit his fingernails, pacing in front of the surgery room, ignoring the clock laughing at him.
They had taken Marya to the hospital and begged any god to keep her alive, Marya didn't deserve any of these, she had to live and if she didn't, Pietro knew it would destroy Wanda and send her further into the darkness of guilt that nestled within her heart, gnawing at her soul every day.
On the other hand, Remy took several rows of chairs to lie down, just closed his eyes, and recovered from his shock, seeing him like that, made Pietro regret having involved him in this situation.
And there was Wanda, sitting with a blank face, her gaze blankly on the floor as if something was buried in there. Pietro was sad to see her like that, but now that even his mind was a mess, he couldn't comfort Wanda when he couldn't even comfort himself.
An hour passed, time still trapped them in uncertainty and worries until another hour passes and a doctor came out of the room, his face tired but carrying hope and news whether it be something good or bad.
"Doc... how is she?" Pietro asked, trying to keep his voice calm even though it was hard to do now.
Wanda stood up, she was beside Pietro to hear what the doctor had about Marya.
"We managed to retrieve the bullet, luckily it didn't hit any vital organs," said the doctor.
"She will wake up soon, we will continue to monitor her condition," said the doctor with a friendly smile.
Wanda and Pietro sighed, not realizing that they had been holding their breath. Pietro stroked Wanda's shoulder, he smiled tiredly at her.
"She'll be fine," Pietro said, he hoped.
Wanda nodded, she closed her eyes and took another deep breath to calm her nerves. Wanda entered Marya's room, found her lying helplessly on the bed. She sat while waiting for Pietro to go to find some food for tonight.
While Remy was still outside, maybe he had fallen asleep in the chair.
It had only been about five minutes since Pietro left and now he was back with his hands full of food.
"Where did you get that much?" Wanda asked with a surprised face.
"Don't tell me you stole all this," she added.
"No! Maybe....well, some of it," he said in a lower voice.
"What?!" Wanda glared at him.
"No, no! I still have money! Just take all of this. This is for you, this is for you too....." said Pietro, handing some to Wanda, it was too much that Wanda didn't even know how to eat all of that.
