AURORA

Check On You

A/N : What's going on mannnnn

**Another Nightmare**

Aurora's sleep was once again disturbed, but this time the nightmare took on a different, more intense form. She found herself in a dark, dense forest, the trees looming overhead like silent sentinels. The air was thick with fog, making it difficult to see more than a few feet ahead.

She stumbled through the underbrush, the ground soft and treacherous beneath her feet. In the distance, she heard a familiar voice calling her name.

"Aurora..."

It was Natasha. Aurora's heart pounded as she followed the voice, her pace quickening despite the obstacles in her path.

"Natasha, where are you?" Aurora shouted, desperation lacing her words.

The fog parted briefly, revealing Natasha standing on the edge of a cliff, her figure bathed in an ethereal glow. Her eyes were filled with an indescribable mixture of sadness and longing.

"Aurora, you have to let go," Natasha's voice was soft but firm. "You can't keep living like this."

Aurora reached out, trying to bridge the gap between them. "No, Natasha, I can't lose you again!"

Natasha shook her head, her image beginning to fade. "This isn't about losing me. It's about finding yourself. Let go, Aurora."

As Natasha vanished, Aurora felt herself falling, the darkness swallowing her whole. She woke with a jolt, drenched in sweat, her heart hammering in her chest.
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The next morning, Aurora tried to shake off the remnants of the nightmare as she prepared for another day. She heard a knock at the door, and before she could answer, Yelena called out from the kitchen, "I got it!"

Yelena opened the door to find Wanda standing there, a look of surprise and confusion on her face. "Wanda, what are you doing here?" Yelena asked, her tone cautious but not unkind.

Wanda hesitated, glancing past Yelena into the apartment. "I came to see Aurora. I didn't know you were living here."

Yelena nodded, a small smile playing on her lips. "Yeah, I moved in a while ago. Come in."

Wanda stepped inside, feeling a strange pang of jealousy that she couldn't quite understand. "Is Aurora around?"

"She's getting ready for work. You can wait in the living room" Yelena offered.

As Wanda settled into a chair, Yelena returned to the kitchen, casting a curious glance over her shoulder.

Aurora emerged from her room, dressed in a sharp suit, her face set with determination. She paused when she saw Wanda, her expression softening slightly. "Wanda, I didn't expect you."

"I wanted to check on you," Wanda said, standing up. "After what happened yesterday, I was worried."

Aurora gave a small nod, appreciating the concern but feeling a pang of guilt. "Thanks. I'm okay. Just... dealing with things."

Before the conversation could continue, Mia arrived, holding a stack of documents. "Aurora, we've got everything we need for the trial. Are you ready?"

Aurora took a deep breath, nodding. "Yes, let's go."

As Aurora and Mia prepared to leave, Yelena approached, her expression serious. "Aurora, before you go,  I want to propose you something."

Aurora sighed, sensing the tension. "What is it, Yelena?"

"I think you should consider talking to Wanda. She might be able to help with your nightmares," Yelena suggested, her voice gentle but insistent.

Aurora's eyes flashed with frustration. "I told you, Yelena, I don't need her help. I can handle this on my own."

"You can't keep pushing people away, Aurora. It's not healthy," Yelena argued, her concern evident.

Aurora's temper flared. "You don't understand. Wanda messed with my mind before. I can't trust her!"

From the bathroom, Wanda overheard the heated exchange, her heart sinking. She stepped out, trying to keep her voice steady. "Aurora, I'm not the same person I was. I want to help, if you'll let me."

Aurora's eyes met Wanda's, conflicted emotions swirling within them. She struggled to find the right words, torn between her fear and her desire for peace.

Finally, she turned away, her voice barely above a whisper. "I have to go. We can talk later."

Wanda watched as Aurora and Mia left, a sense of helplessness washing over her. Yelena placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder. "She'll come around. Just give her time."

Wanda nodded, hoping that Yelena's words would prove true.