Warnings: angst (with a happy ending). Also, this isn't exactly friendly with Wanda, sorry for that. But if I were related to any of the people in Westview, I don't think I would consider her a "hero".
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You woke up when you heard a sob and you felt your girlfriend tense beside you. You turned to find Agatha still asleep but with tears rolling down her cheeks. It broke your heart seeing this powerful and usually bold, funny, sarcastic and hot woman, like that, reduced to a tangle of sobs and sadness. She looked so fragile and small and helpless. Nothing to do with the version you knew of your girlfriend.
And you hated it. You hated that you weren't there to help her, you hated that you let her go alone, you hated that they had hurt her so much, you hated that you couldn't stop the nightmares. And you hated the two witches who were responsible for breaking her.
You actually didn't know Evanora, the woman has been dead for so long (good, because you would have killed her yourself if she was still alive), but that didn't stop you from hating her with all your being. She tried to murder Agatha, her own daughter, just because she was more powerful than her. Who cares if it was dark magic? Instead of teaching her how to control it, she decided it was easier to kill her. What kind of mother does that?!
When you started dating Agatha, she didn't like to talk about her past. You didn't know anything about her life, or her family, or where she came from. It wasn't until your second year together, after she made sure you were really serious about her, that she finally started to open up to you and told you her story. You fondly remember how she had to take the computer out of your hands to prevent you from buying a ticket to Salem and trying to find the corpse (which probably no longer existed) of her mother to burn her bones.
Then, she traveled to Westview.
She promised to be back soon, and you, of course, believed it. You trusted her and she always kept her promises. But after a few months without news about her, you started to worry. That's when you heard the news.
You saw how Wanda Maximoff kidnaped an entire town, mentally controlled people and forced them to have her own nightmares, grief and fears, just to have a "beautiful" life herself. You couldn't believe it. And then she just flew away without taking responsibility for her acts! (You thought about Ultron and the so called Civil War and what she did, and deep inside you weren't surprised at all).
Without Agatha there, nobody stopped you from buying a ticket and the next thing you knew, you were outside Westview. It was like a ghost town, and you didn't blame people for running away from it. But you didn't think about it much, you just wanted to find Agatha.
It wasn't hard, really, her house was the only one that looked like someone still lived in there. But when you knocked the door, it wasn't Agatha who opened. It looked like her, sounded like her, felt like her. But it wasn't her.
It was Agnes.
And your heart broke in the moment you realised she didn't know who you were anymore. But you loved that woman and the world was going to discover it! You started to flirt with Agnes, which was a surprise for her (everyone else had left the town, after all) and soon you were dating her too. She let you stay in her house and And you took advantage of it to search the house, knowing that Agatha must have something that could help you bring her back. It took you several days, but in the end, you managed to open the basement door and found her spell books.
You weren't a magical being, but that didn't stop you from trying. Agatha had told you once that potions were like cooking. And thank goodness you were an excellent chef.
It hurt you a bit to let Agnes go, you really had grown fond of her, but to hell with everything, you wanted your girlfriend and you would have your girlfriend.
When she was free, she threw herself to your arms, crying like you've never seen her before. It took her some hours to calm herself, but when she did, she told you everything. She admitted that she tried to steal Wanda's power, she told you how she acted friendly with the other witch to win her trust, and how she lost against Maximoff. You listened to her, hating Wanda more with every word that Agatha said.
The worst part, was that the stupid witch didn't seem to regret it. You remembered watching the news, you saw how she smiled at someone, like she did something good, like she was happy with the result. As if she was being a forgiving and benevolent goddess. Now you knew who she was smiling to. She was smiling at Agatha. She was so proud of what she did to her.
And it sickened you.
Because she knew. She knew what her powers were doing. When Westview's people were free, they begged her for mercy, they begged to stop the pain, to stop the nightmares. They told her it was a complete torture, worse than death. She knew the pain she was causing to Agatha. And she didn't care. More than that, she was proud of it. (And she still claimed to be a hero?)
What she didn't know (and you didn't think she'd care anyway) was the price your girlfriend paid for it.
For the past 5 months since you freed her and took her to your house, Agatha has been having nightmares. Every. Single. Night. Some were about her trial in Salem, some were about being Agnes again. It didn't matter, both were horrible and she'd end up crying on her sleep, desperately hugging you like a lifesaver. Just like now.
"Aggs" you whispered, moving her gently "Love, wake up" you tried again.
Agatha just hugged you tighter and hid her face on your chest. She was shivering.
"Aggie" you said, kissing her temple and rubbing her back "Aggie, wake up".
You kept leaving kisses all over her face, your heart breaking when you tasted her salty tears. After a few moments, she frowned and slowly opened her eyes. She relaxed when she saw you smiling at her.
"Did I wake you up?" she asked
"No" you lied "I wasn't asleep"
"Liar" she gave you a sad smile. She hated waking you up with her nightmares. You shouldn't be having to deal with it. With her.
"Innocent until proven guilty" you joked and kissed her forehead
"I-"
"I know" you interrupted her and she nodded.
She never had to talk about her nightmares, you already knew what they were about, and she was grateful you didn't force her to relive them by talking about them. She played with your hair, just enjoying having you by her side.
"Y/N?" she asked after a moment
"Yes?"
"Would you stay with me forever...if I prove that I can be good?" she whispered.
You lifted her head to make her look at you, rage blooming on your chest. How can someone be so broken?!
"I'll stay with you until my last breath" you promised
"Even if I'm not good?" she sniffed
"Love, If you decided to set the entire world on fire, I'd bring the fucking gasoline" you said.
Agatha blinked before she smiled and kissed you deeply. You pinned her to the bed and attacked her neck. She giggled when you locked eyes with her and made her a promise.
"Your hell will be theirs. I'll make sure of that"
