A lesson in Trust

1| Sleepless night

Wanda (22) sighed, laying in bed 'another sleepless night?' Natasha (25) asked, leaning against Wanda's now open door frame, 'I'm sorry did I wake you? I'm sorry.' Wanda choked, throat dry and itchy. 'No, you didn't malen'kaya ved'ma (little witch). I was training and I heard you sigh. Are you doing okay? And don't lie, I'll know the Russian asked, care lacing her voice. 'Honestly, no. I miss him. He was my everything and now I have nothing and it seems like no one even cares. I'm so exhausted.' The brunette whimpered at the thought of her beloved brother dead on the sokovian streets, the same ones they grew up on. After a bomb blew up their apartment and killed their parents 7year old Wanda and Pietro hid in the rubble for days until their weak bodies needed sustenance so Pietro stole from a bread stall-'Wanda! You still with me?' Natasha.s voice cut in, now laced with worry. "Wha-what?' 'You got lost in that head of yours. I just said that you've always got me. No matter what happens, okay?' Wanda and Natasha had grown close considering they were the only girls in the compound, they shared a floor (that was practically an apartment) and trained together when Wanda had enough energy.'i-sorry Tasha.' 'hey, it's okay' 'Tasha?' Wanda asked, her voice barely a whisper."yes malen'kaya ved'ma?' 'Stay with me please? Don't wanna be alone' the young girl muttered. 'of course dorogoy (darling). I'll get changed and come back!' Natasha smiled, she really loved Wanda. 'Thank you, Tasha'. "Always moya lyubov'(my love).' The red head replied the she turned and left.

True to her word, Natasha returned in her favourite blood red jumper and black shorts. 'Wands?' She whisper-yelled into the dark room. 'Tasha? You came back?' "Of course malen'kaya ved'ma, a promise is a promise and I always keep a promise' the woman stated as she headed towards the bed. 'All of 'em?' The brunette asked gingerly, 'even the little ones?' 'Even the tiniest ones' the spy replied, settling in beside the witch. 'Woah...always?' 'And forever. It's late dorogoy get some sleep,, okay?' '...Kay...' the sokovian answered. 'What's wrong Wands?' The red head asked, clearly picking up on the brunettes hesitation. 'C-can you-can we, uhm, could we, maybe, like, cuddle?' The witch stuttered. 'Never mind! Forget I said anything!' She called before turning her back to the, clearly startled, widow. 'Of course we can cuddle, c'mere' the widow chuckled softly opening her arms for the grieving girl. 'thank you Tasha' Wanda sighed, contently, laying her head on Natasha's chest. 'Always, printsessa' the redhead replied, lightly kissing, a now sleeping, Wanda's head. She must have been so exhausted. Natasha thought to herself.