In Your Eyes // Steve Rogers

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"The cradle," said Wanda instantly, "Did you get it?"

"Stark will take care of it," assured Steve.

Wanda gave us an astonished look. "No, he won't."

"You don't know what you're talking about," said Steve slowly, "Stark's... Not crazy."

"He will do anything to make things right," insisted Wanda.

Steve and I glanced at each other. I shrugged my shoulders; I agreed with her on the statement. Steve sighed. He held his finger to his ear and stepped away from us, attempting to see if anyone else was on comms.

"So," I said, trying to make conversation, "Why did you two join Ultron?"

"To kill Stark," said Wanda flatly.

"And the rest of you," added Pietro thoughtfully.

I raised my eyebrows, mildly concerned at how easily they admitted that. "Why do you want to kill Tony?" I asked.

"He dropped bomb on our home. We survived. Our parents did not," explained Pietro.

"Ah, so it was when he still did the whole bomb thing. Yeah, nobody liked Tony during that time," I agreed, nodding my head in remembrance, "Do you still want to kill him?"

The twins shared a look, mentally agreeing to stay silent. They didn't have to admit it for me to understand that they were driven by revenge. They were understandably emotional. One day, maybe sooner than later, they would regret their actions.

"Well, we all feel that way a little bit. Do not engage on those feelings. Or any feeling to kill any Avengers," I started; a beginning to an offer.

Steve entered the conversation again, demanding a harsh, "Whose side are you on?"

Silence ensued from the twins once more.

I looked at Steve, who started to walk away, thinking the silence meant they didn't want to be bothered with us.

I grabbed his wrist, keeping him beside me. I couldn't leave without offering them a chance.

"You two just proved to me that you're capable of doing good deeds," I said, pointing at the train behind me, "Is that an act, or do you want to be doing that for the rest of your lives?"

Pietro and Wanda looked at each other, whispering amongst themselves.

I tried not listen in, which wasn't hard, considering I was focused more on the way Steve's hand broke from my grip and laced our fingers together instead.

"Okay," said Wanda, "We'll come with you."

"Great," I said, grinning, "Now, to jump through a portal, I need Pietro to say something for me."

Wanda looked at me suspiciously, her hands raising slightly to defend her brother, if needed.

"'I feel the need.. The need for speed..' Say it, Sonic," I said.

"I do not understand more than half the words that have come from your sentence," said Pietro his eyebrows scrunched, "But apparently, I feel the need. The need for speed."

I grinned. I raised my free hand. A portal to the lobby of Avengers Tower was waiting to be jumped through.

"After you, kids," I said.

Wanda and Pietro cautiously stepped through.

Before I could, Steve tugged on my hand to pull me back.

"Do you know what you're doing here?" he muttered.

"You trusted them to save those people, to save us. I'm giving them a chance to do it again. They won't go back to the Dark Side, I'm sure of it."

Steve scrunched his brow, "Star Wars?"

"You're learning," I said, smirking to show how impressed I was, "Jump through the portal, we shall?"

"Yoda?"

"You're blowing my mind, Steve."