The SUV glides smoothly along the deserted highway, the early morning sun casting long shadows across the road. You glance over at Wanda, whose hand rests firmly on your thigh, her knuckles white with tension. The boys sit quietly in the back, their eyes wide with a mix of curiosity and excitement.
Wanda's eyes are fixed on the road, her emerald gaze intense and unwavering. Her auburn hair falls in loose waves around her shoulders, catching the light and giving her an almost ethereal glow. The subtle twitch of her jaw betrays her inner turmoil. Her protectiveness radiates off her in waves, making you feel both comforted and anxious.
Wanda's eyes dart to the rearview mirror again, scanning the empty road behind you. Her gaze is sharp, every muscle in her body on edge, ready to spring into action if necessary. "We're almost there," she states, her voice a mixture of firmness and authority. The flicker of anxiety in her voice does little to calm your nerves.
As you approach the compound, the massive gates loom ahead, imposing and secure. Your heart starts to race, a mix of relief and trepidation filling your chest. Wanda's grip on the steering wheel tightens, her fingers tapping a rhythmic beat against the leather. The boys chatter fades as they notice the gates, their excitement momentarily replaced by awe.
She pulls up to the security kiosk, rolling down her window with a smooth motion. The cold morning air rushes in, mingling with the tension inside the car. Wanda's movements are precise and controlled, exuding a quiet authority. She reaches into her jacket pocket and pulls out a sleek, black badge. With a practiced motion, she swipes it across the scanner.
The machine beeps in acknowledgment, and the gates begin to open with a low, rumbling hum. The heavy metal doors creak as they part, revealing a long, winding driveway that stretches towards what appears to be a castle. Wanda's hand moves instinctively to your growing belly, her touch both protective and possessive. You notice a subtle swirl of power in her emerald eyes, a mix of determination and a hint of something otherworldly.
The boys gasp in unison as the gates reveal the expansive grounds. Their faces light up with awe, the sight momentarily distracting them from the underlying tension.
The car glides through but then suddenly comes to a stop as Wanda watches the gates in the rearview mirror. They slowly swing shut behind you, the metal clanging into place with a reassuring finality. She waits, her eyes never leaving the mirror until she hears the lock click into place. Only then does she let out a small sigh of relief, her hand once again finding yours.
"It's a castle!" Tommy exclaims, pressing his face against the window for a better view.
Wanda's hand returns to your thigh, squeezing gently but firmly. The gesture is both reassuring and grounding, a silent promise of protection. You take a deep breath, trying to calm the fluttering in your stomach. The enormity of the situation weighs heavily on you, but Wanda's presence gives you a sliver of strength.
As she guides the car up the driveway, the path is lined with tall, ancient trees, their branches forming a natural archway overhead. The trees give way to a modern fortress, with tall, sleek walls of reinforced concrete and steel. The compound comes into view, a grand structure with a blend of modern and futuristic design. Large, reflective glass panels cover the exterior, shimmering in the sunlight, while advanced security systems are subtly integrated into the architecture. The iconic avengers A symbol is prominently displayed on the building, a testament to the compound's significance.
The driveway winds through meticulously maintained gardens, their dormant plants trimmed and orderly despite the lack of blooms. Statues of the avengers stand proudly among the trimmed hedges, and fountains with intricate designs add a touch of elegance to the fortress like appearance, even though the water is currently still.
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The Neighbor
Fanfiction21 year old Y/n just moved across the street from the Maximoffs. You are successful at a young age working for Stark Space Administration. Wanda is in a loveless marriage with Vision. For her twin boys, she stays in the marriage thinking it could...