Eleanor Rigby; W. Maximoff ²✓

Zero.

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(𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌𝐒)
CHAPTER ZERO-----▹

"SERIOUSLY. YOU DON'T HAVE ANY MONEY?" Stephen Strange deadpanned, walking down the stairs alongside Wong, "Attachment to the material, is detachment from the spiritual." Wong replied.

It was a nice afternoon in New York, Stephen and Wong had no idea what was to come for them, this could be their last time bickering over lunch money. 

"I'll tell the guys at the deli, maybe they'll make you a metaphysical ham on rye." Stephen rolled his eyes, 

"Oh, wait. Wait." Wong spoke digging into his pocket, "I think I have 200."

Stephen paused on the step just below Wong, "Dollars?"

"Rupees." Wong corrected, "Which is?"  Stephen waited for an answer hoping it was enough to get them through lunch. 

"A buck and a half," Stephen sighed, shaking his head, "What do you want?"

"I wouldn't say no to a tuna melt," Wong started, just before he could finish a large beam of light blew a hole through the ceiling. 

Danger.

They both snapped to face that direction, already moving towards it, Strange's cloak, flying up close by.

Always prepared to fight off evil, whatever it may be...however what they found wasn't so bad.

Bruce Banner, the green coloring fading from his skin, Wong, and Stephen stood above him, waiting for some sort of explanation.

 "Thanos is coming." he whispered, completely panicked by the thought, "He's coming." 

There was an uneasy sense of urgency and terror in his voice, Stephen now knew today was not going to be a good day. He looked over to Wong, but the man held a similar confused expression to his own. 

"Who?"

SCOTLAND

"Leigh, it's 2 in the afternoon, we're going to have to get out of bed at some point." Wanda leaned over pressing a kiss to the brunette's cheek, "I didn't hear you complaining when we were watching The Dick Van Dyke Show."

Wanda scowled slightly, "If I have to watch one more rom-com with Noah Centineo in it I am going to lose it."

"Honestly, me too." Leigh laughed, "I just wanted to see how long you would last." upon admitting that she received a light whack to her shoulder, "Ouch, that's mean," Leigh pouted.

"It's mean making me stare at Noah Centineo."

"Whatever," Leigh spoke leaning forward, and gently capturing Wanda's lips in a soft kiss, pulling apart seconds later, "You are my favorite person in the entire universe, Leigh Freya Strange."

"And you are mine...in this life and the next. I will love you forever and always, Wanda Maximoff." Leigh smiled, and Wanda's lips moved back against hers.

"God, I wish we could just stay like this forever," Wanda whispered, "I love you," Leigh responded, her forehead resting against the redhead's, "I love you more."

"We should really get out of bed," Wanda stated, pulling away slightly, "No," Leigh whined drawing out the 'o', "Come back,"

Wanda had already climbed out of the bed, "Come on," Leigh shot her a look, begrudgingly standing up from the bed.

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Wanda was standing over the stove in the kitchen making a pasta dish. The brunette wrapped her arms around her waist, "What'cha making my love?"

Wanda felt Leigh's breath on her neck, and laughed breathly, "Pasta," Leigh smiled, "Smells amazing,"

The red-haired woman spun around to face her, placing her arms around Leigh's shoulders. The two gently swayed back and forth, with no music to be heard, just pure love. Wanda went to turn back to the stove but Leigh wouldn't let her, "I'm gonna burn our lunch,"

Leigh smirked, as the clock that was ticking froze with a flick of her wrist, "Dance with me, Wands."

Wanda laughed, "Fine....we don't even have any music,"

Seeing the look that took over Wanda's face, Leigh shook her head, "Sing for me?" Wanda asked, "You're doing that thing with your face that makes me want to give you whatever you want...damn you Maximoff."

"Love you too,"

"What do you suggest I sing then?" Leigh arched an eyebrow, and Wanda shrugged, "Whatever you want, beautiful."

"Wise men say...only fools rush...in. But I can't....help...falling in love...with you." Leigh sang gently, her voice just above a whisper as she spun Wanda around.

"You are dead set on making me fall in love with you, even more, every day." Wanda smiled, "What can I say, I am quite the...catch."

Wanda laughed at the ridiculousness of the phrase, "You are something else."

"How many kids do you want?" Wanda gave her a look, "You want kids?"

"Of course I do, three of 'em. Two boys, one girl...The girl would be Talia, named after Nat," Wanda lovingly looked into Leigh's eyes, "And the boys?"

"One of their middle names has to be Pietro." Leigh spoke, and then shook her head after a moment, "He may be extremely irritating, but now that he's deeply in love with Arabella, he has less time to bother us...and I do kind of....somewhat miss him."

Wanda laughed, "I'm sure he misses you too...ready to resume time so I can finish making lunch?" Leigh sighed dramatically, "I guess."

Leigh hoped to forever stay in this neverending bliss...however the universe had other plans for her.