The Timelord and the Witch (Wanda Maximoff x OC)

Chapter 07: Lazarus

Wanda could barely sleep. She had been having the same nightmare for a few weeks now, and she knew it would be difficult to sleep any more for the rest of the night.

She headed to the living room, sitting on the couch in front of the big TV. Maybe a little TV would clear her head a bit.

Fortunately, Tony had put the kibosh on the availability of shows in the facility. She could watch all the reruns of her favorite sitcoms with a click.

The witch was sitting cross-legged on the couch, simultaneously in her thoughts and watching the show.

"Are you awake?" Said a voice softly from the hallway. Startled, Wanda turned to see Hayden in his casual night clothes.

"You scared me!" She laughed, which made her fellow Avenger and friend laugh.

"Sorry. I have a knack for doing that. Are you okay?" Said Hayden as he walked over to the couch.

"Can't sleep." Replied Wanda as she patted the cushion next to her, which Hayden sat on.

"Nightmares?" He asked.

"The same one...every night." Wanda replied, looking down at the floor.

It was always from Pietro. She still felt guilty for helping Ultron. He used them as pawns to carry out his ultimate plan, and in turn, Pietro died by his hand. She always thought about how things could have gone differently.

Hayden didn't know the extent of her nightmares, but understood that they were about her past and her late brother.

Wanda had no family left and Hayden was sympathetic. He remembered how he had felt when his people were decimated.

Hayden wanted Wanda to feel as comfortable as possible. He wanted her to know that the Avengers were there for her...that he was there.

They were all a family.

"What are you doing awake?" Wanda asked, snapping Hayden out of his thoughts.

"I was thirsty." Hayden replied nonchalantly, looking at the fridge in the kitchen.

"Is the bottle of Coke in the fridge yours?" Wanda asked, remembering what she had seen last night.

"I plead guilty, your honor." Hayden replied, raising his hands slightly.

The Time Lord looked at the television, seeing the program she was watching. It was a rerun of Malcolm in The Middle.

"Oh, cool. Brian Cranston is funny as hell on this show." Hayden remarked. "Did they have that in Sokovia?"

"We weren't savages." Replied Wanda with an amused smile.

"I never claimed otherwise." Hayden retorted.

Wanda crossed her arms.

"Dad used to bring home DVDs of old sitcoms when I was little. We had TV nights." She explained.

"That's pretty cool. So have you seen shows like... The Brady Bunch?" Hayden asked, leaning in and resting his elbows and knees.

"That and more." Replied Wanda.

"Have you ever watched Scrubs?" Hayden asked, turning to her.

"That's one I haven't actually seen." She replied.

"You're missing out. It's one of the best shows with absurd humor." Hayden chuckled.

"Really? How good?"

"To the point where at one moment you follow a patient who sees everything that happens to her like a musical."

That made the redhead laugh. Hayden was glad they were getting along, something the young Avenger had been trying to do since last month after the battle with Ultron.