A Soul's Past and Future

We'll Be Here

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Chapter 55: We'll Be Here

Peter landed in a final pose and the music came to a stop. He looked over where Natasha was sitting, a smile on her face. Peter walked over and she handed him a bottle of water.

"You're getting better. You miss counted once and it messed up your flow but you covered it up well, so good job." Natasha said. "Your Russian is also improving."

She handed him back the paper she was marking. It was a small quiz that she had gave him while he took a break from dancing and from the red markings, Peter had only messed up his grammar and spelling once or twice.

Peter smiled at her, "I had a good teacher."

Natasha smirked as if to say 'damn right you did', before her smile softened. "Don't sell yourself short. You learn pretty fast. I'm proud, маленький паук."

"Спасибо, мама паук." Peter said. Thank you.

Natasha stared at Peter for a moment, frowning. "What's bothering you, Peter?"

Peter snapped his head up at her and stared for a moment. He opened his mouth and closed it a couple times before getting out a, "What?"

"You might be able to hide from anyone else, but you can't hide it from me. Something's bothering you."

Peter was quiet for a moment. "There's nothing, really, that you can do about it. I... I guess I need to work through it in my head first before... well before I can explain what's going on in my head... I guess."

"Well, when you're ready, we'll be here." Natasha said, standing up, placing a hand on Peter's cheek. "We'll be waiting."

"I know."

'Do you believe it though?'

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Wanda let out a small "Come in" and she tore her eyes off the pages of her book as her door opened to reveal Peter. She smiled at him and sat up right, patting the spot next to her in a silent invite.

"Sorry, I just came to return this." Peter said, waving a book with a white cover that had a crown stuck between some tree branches.

"Did you like it?" Wanda asked.

Peter nodded, "Yeah."

"You can place it on the second shelf and take the sequel if you'd like." Wanda offered, nodding her head to where the bookshelf sat.

Peter hummed and Wanda watched as Peter placed the book and took another one, reading the back.

"How are you doing?"

Peter looked up, tilting his head and raised an eyebrow. "Fine? Why?"

"Nothing running through that head of yours?"

"No."

"Then why are you still blocking me?"

"Maybe I don't like having people mess with my brain." Peter snapped.

Instead of raising to the bite, Wanda simply added. "Vision came to me with some concerns."

Peter scrunched up his nose. "I don't see how that applies to my brai-"

"Concerns about you." Wanda cut in. "He sometimes has conversations with Friday, who raised somethings about you. Things he also seemed to notice and brought it up with me."