A.N: As the weekend ends, you get one more chapter. This one is a filler to wrap up a few things.
Thank you all for reading it and being so lovely.
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Wanda felt the small cylindrical vial in her hand before she could even blink. The stranger was gone and she was here alone, staring out at the field. How could she have even gotten that far without her being able to see her?
She shook her head and turned to go back inside.
"Maria? Natasha?" She called, trying to give them a warning of her impending presence. "I'm coming in."
She found them sat around the island, staring down at the notepad, Wanda moved closer to read it.
Red Serum is mind control. I couldn't say it, I'm sorry.
Please do something.
T.
p.s. Sorry about the broken window, promise I'll pay you back.
"She's gone?" Maria asked and Wanda nodded. "I have never been so confused as I am right now."
"Dreykov is actually chemically subjugating his agents now?" Natasha murmured, "Shit."
"What happened Wanda, did she do anything?" Maria questioned.
"She said that her identity was complicated, and that that still wasn't her real face."
Natasha looked up at her, "So we still have no idea what she looks like?"
"Not really, she had blue eyes I think, but they might be contacts."
"She seemed desperate, she hugged me and told me to 'be fast,' whatever that means." Wanda shrugged, "She put this in my hand before she disappeared."
Wanda placed the vial carefully on the countertop and Maria and Natasha could only just stare, the redhead wanting to smack her for not leading with that.
"She want's us to synthesize an antidote?" Maria breathed out, staring down at the red liquid as if it were God.
"I think so, you saw what happened when she tried to explain what it was, she physically couldn't." Wanda sighed, "What spooked you? I've never seen you go so white."
Natasha closed her eyes and pinched her nose. "The branding."
Wanda realized where she had seen it before, "Oh god. She must've been in her class then, no?"
"Something like that." Natasha shrugged.
Maria typed something on her phone. "We need to go, who knows if her tracker pinged her location before she left."
"Okay," Natasha nodded, pocketing the serum. "Tell the team we've got things to discuss."
"Natasha?" Wanda asked, making the woman turn.
"Yeah?"
"You, uh, look like you've been attacking her with a curling iron." She mocked, pointing back at Maria's neck which was decorated in purple splotches. She was going to have to work very hard at covering them up. Maria turned the same colour as the blood on the counter left by the widow. "I expect details later."
Natasha just laughed, telling her to scram. Wanda made her way towards her room before turning back, "You too Hill! We're friends now." She disappeared around the corner and the two women could only hear a cackle that was stifled by the door closing.
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