Becoming Hers.

She Found Me

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Previously: 4 hours later and Wanda is ready to go.

"Wanda, will you be okay?"

"Yes Y/N I promise. This will be the strongest Strange I've dealt with but even then I'm sure I'll defeat him fairly easily. Normally the arrogance of the Doctor Stranges is what causes their downfall. If this Stephen Strange really believes he can travel through the multiverse and stripe me of my title, then he is bound to be defeated".

"Well even hearing that I still want to wish you good luck". I say as I lean in to give Wanda a kiss. When I feel Wanda's lips connected to mine I simply melt. I'll never get used to the feeling of her. We stop after a few more seconds of sweet kisses and Wanda presses her hand to my cheek, cupping it. "Goodbye sweetheart. I won't be gone long".

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      Both me and Wanda walk outside our house into our garden. Although Wanda is very powerful, I still worry. And just as if she knew of my worry, she takes my hand; firmly grasping onto it and sends a reassuring smile to me. She leans closer to me and gives me a peck on the cheek. Wanda let's go of my hand and walks a few steps forward until I am about 10 feet behind her.

       Her arms orchestrate in a swift motion, and a star shaped portal appears - just like I had seen her do on the first day we met. She looks back at me and I blow her a kiss which makes her smile. She blows one back and then steps into the portal; now in a different universe. The portal comes to a close and I am now outside by myself.

       I could stay out here and enjoy the company of the beautiful flowers; but I choose not to. I choose to spend my time in the library once more. A part of me wants to continue reading the Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo, but the other part wants to wait for Wanda to come back so she can read it to me. I scan the bookshelves for something that may pique my interest, and then I remember that book on witchcraft; A History of Magic, Witchcraft, and the Occult. I look through the shelf where it was; but it was no longer there.

      I scan the other large bookshelves for it, but I simply can't find the book. There doesn't seem to be any other book on the subject either. I notice fictional books, non-fiction, historical, and even philosophical books but no books on magic in sight. I let out a loud sigh out of frustration. Knock. I jump at the unexpected sound. The library door slowly opens and I see Robert.

      "Sorry to bother you Miss Y/N, but I must check on you every now and then according to Miss Maximoff to make sure you are alright".

       "Oh... I'm quite fine thank you sir".

       "Is there anything you need at the moment Miss?"

       Now that he mentions it... I am a bit hungry.

       "I am a bit hungry sir". I quietly say

       "Well Miss, follow me to the kitchen then and I'll prepare a meal for you".

      I follow Robert to the kitchen and he starts to cook steak and mashed potatoes with a side caesar salad for the both of us. I would help the man cook - if only I could cook.

      He makes the two of us plates and sets them upon the dinner table. I slightly nod my head and murmur a quick "Thank you" once he sits down to eat. He simply nods in return.

      I begin to eat my food and I notice it's very good; not as good as Wanda's - No, never as good as Wanda's - but still quite pleasing. I wonder to myself who this man is to Wanda. He seems to be a butler but I'm not quite positive. He interrupts my train of thought when he asks "How is it?"

      "It's really good. Thank you". I respond.

      "You're quite welcome".

     About two minutes go by in silence until Robert says "Miss Maximoff may be gone for a short while, why don't you tell me a bit about yourself?".

      I gulp. "Well... I am originally from a different universe. I grew up in a small house with my two parents. I seem to be forgetting about my childhood the more I grow in age but one thing I loved was the  quaint garden we had on the side of the house. I can tell Wanda loves her garden here".

       "Miss Maximoff does love her garden quite a bit. She used to spend a good amount of her days out there, releasing her stress from her frequent travels. I believe it is her happiest place".

      "Oh yes, when we were out in the garden she told me she tries to spend as much time as she can after her travels. She knows a ton about different types of flowers; I don't know how she recalls so many". I say to Robert.

      "She has quite the good memory. I meant to ask you if you don't mind, how did you find Miss Maximoff?".

      "I wasn't the one who found her; she was the one who found me". I say. "She found me on my planet back in my original universe. I was walking to the grocery store when she came to check up on our planet - and I just happened to bump into her and then she took me here; to this wonderful house, and here I am now talking to you". I smile at Robert.

     "Ah I see. Well, Miss Maximoff is quite lucky to have a young lady like you as her partner".

     I let out a low singular laugh and tell Robert "I think I am luckier to have her as my partner".

     Robert simply smiles and gets up and takes both of our plates to the sinks and rinses them off.

      "I am getting a bit tired now sir, I will be going to sleep soon. Thank you for the meal and have a good night".

       "Have a good night Miss Y/N".

        I arrive to me and Wanda's room and flop onto the soft bed. My eyes get heavier and heavier by the second. I let out a long yawn and I'm ready to let myself relax and fall into a deep slumber. The only thing keeping me from this is my wanting and neediness for Wanda to be here next to me. I just want to be with her again. She has only been gone for a few mere hours but it feels like an eternity.

      I want her to be here to gently scratch my scalp while whispering sweet nothings in my ear. I want to be cuddled into her, with my head buried in the crook of her neck. I want her here and everywhere.