Chapter 17

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When you arrived back at the facility everything felt different including the people around you. You slept the ride back finally being able to appreciate sleep without your mother controlling your dreams. Bruce required you to sleep in the medbay for a night so he could monitor your vitals, Wanda did not visit. The night felt peaceful, the silence was finally comforting. When you awoke in the morning Yelena stood in the doorway.

"Come on you are bunking with me until they can get you a room again."

"What about my room?"

"Yeah well, the thing is when you leave a team for five months to be possessed by your mother you kinda lose the ability to your room."

"Who has my room now?" You say finally standing and walking to follow Yelena.

"I think that would be best explained when we get to my room."

"I don't like that response."

"Yea well buckle in there's a lot of things you are not going to like."

You and her arrive at her room, it's riddled with papers and knives on the coffee table. She plops down on the couch and slaps the cushion next to her inviting you to sit down.

"Okay, so there is a new member."

"Okay?" You respond not knowing where she is going with this.

"His name is John Walker, he is like Steve but worse because he's a cocky asshole."

"And?"

"And he and Wanda are dating." She winces at the information she is telling you.

"Okay, bullshit!"

"Yea you, me, and the whole team wish it was bullshit."

"But what about me and her?"

"What about you and her? You left, even worse she told you she loved you and you said she didn't know you."

"Yea I'm not too proud of that..."

"Why'd you say it to her then?" You bow your head and sigh before you respond.

"It's the only way she would let me leave."

"Do you love her?"

"I don't know..."

"Y/N..." She pleads.

"I- I think I do."

"Knew it."

"Yea but I fucked it up so it doesn't really matter now does it."

"I guess you are right about that." She stands up to walk to her room but stops under the door frame, her head turning to you.

"You were dead, she was dead. How did you come back?"

"Hades..." You stand up and turn your back to her knowing she will not be very happy about this revelation.

"HADES?! YOU MADE A DEAL WITH THE DEVIL?!" You rush over to her covering her mouth to get her to be quiet.

"Would you shut up! Yes, I made a deal with the devil." She hits your chest over and over expressing her anger at your impulsive decision.

"How could you be so dumb! What did you promise him?"

"My mom, I exchanged Wanda's life for my moms."

"And what did you exchange for your life."

"I don't exactly know yet."

"Why would he take that deal, what would you lose to this."

"Well, potentially my powers..."

"You don't have your powers?" She exclaims.

"I haven't checked yet."

"Well check right now dumbass!"

"No." You look to the floor, even her boots look angry.

"Why not?" She asks.

"Yelena last time I used my powers innocent people died. I'm not letting that happen again." She sighs.

"I want to continue this conversation, but we have a beach or pool party or whatever they call it, to go to."

"What?" You respond not knowing what she is talking about.

"Well we have that beach off to the east side of the facility, and they think that you being back and your mother being gone is worthy of a celebration."

"I don't even have a suit."

"Oh FRIDAY has that covered." FRIDAY drops a suit down from the ceiling into your hands.

"Get dressed I'll see you down there." She removes her top and shorts to reveal a bikini, this shocks you Yelena doesn't really come off as a beach party kind of person. You go to the bathroom, as you sit on the corner of the sink you look at your swimsuit, then you glance at the scars on your back. You sigh as you remove your underwear and pants sliding on the suit, you don't really want to do this but you need to get back to normality.

As your feet hit the hot sand you hear laughter in the distance mixed with the crashes of waves. You spot everyone ahead of you, some seem drunk or may be high but overall in good spirits. Illyana pops out from her realm in her swimsuit making sure to scare you in the process.

"Hello, bitch boy!" She pauses as she looks your body up and down. "Well, you've changed since the last time I saw you like this." She grabs your bicep and interlocks your arms. Walking down the beach to the party you see that Wanda is with who you can only assume is John Walker.

"Is that John?" You ask Illyana.

"Yep, he is a cock."

"She looks... Happy?"

"Well, at least you can see the turmoil of their relationship." She chuckles as you and her sit on a towel in the sand.

"I don't like him." She states.

"Neither do I." You agree, Yelena coming over to you two with beers.

"Well don't you look good Y/N!" She says as she hands over the beer.

"Is she drunk already?" You turn to Illyana.

"That or she's finally lost her mind." You all laugh as you open your beers, looking over at Wanda and John you feel that laughter leaves you and jealousy replaces it. You chug your beer, Yelena already has a case on hand. Can by can you down the alcohol, the feeling of jealousy dies down as your world starts to spin. When you blink it turns to night and almost everyone is gone, John and Wanda leaving together.

"Y/N we are going, you coming with?" Yelena asks as she is about to leave with Illyana.

"No I'm good, I'm gonna stay here for a bit." She nods and goes to get the rest of the case of beer.

"Leave it, please." You ask.

"Okay, see you back in the room?"

"Yea, night." You tell her as the two Russians leave you to be the only body on the sand. You crack open another beer, you know you have had enough but the image of John and Wanda is still present in your mind. For once you want to just have nothingness present in your mind. You finish off the case, collapsing onto the towel. The stars danced in the sky, and you follow them with your fingers. Between the beauty of the stars, the happiness of being free, and the heartbreak of Wanda you start to cry. You chuckle at yourself as the tears fall down your cheek landing on the sand. You fall asleep on the cold towel with the stars being the blanket you curl up under.

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