Sixty-Six

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Every one of them were sat or stood around the bar, not saying a word. Oh, she was pissed at them for doing this, putting themselves at risk of being a blood bag when they went to kill the vamps, but at the same time, she was grateful. She dropped her arms with a sigh... 'Look, I get that you all want to protect me, and I appreciate it, but not like this. Everything and I mean, everything should pass through me first..'

'Trix-..'..

'Maisie..'.. Pietro cut Marc off. He was sat on the edge of the pool table, next to her... 'I get it'll take time to get used to calling her that, but Maisie has come a long way. It's not that she's changing who she is, but finally starting to be her real self..'

'You're right. Sorry Maisie..'.. Marc gave a nod... 'The whole new look too..'.. He gestured to her with his bottle, as he sat at the bar... 'We all know everything you've been through, and more than anyone else here, you deserve to be able to live the life you never got. But don't ever think for a second that we wouldn't jump straight into a fight, just so you don't have to. We all owe you our lives, so we'll protect yours..'

'You finally got to have a break, start to heal..'.. Raven stood up from her seat at one of the tables... 'You helped us, all of us. We wouldn't be here now, if it wasn't for you, so yeah, we all went into the nest, and came out with no losses. The worst is over, and sure there'll be other fights, other battles, but you're not alone Maisie. We got you..'

She looked to Pietro who just shrugged... 'I'm in this for the sex..'

She laughed, her anger dissipating. She shifted so she was now stood between his legs, her back to his chest and his arm came around her... 'Ok. I do trust you all to have some common sense, and that I've taught you well enough. Except maybe Wade..'.. She smirked at the merc, who was sitting in a booth with Mercy, Brock and Hardy.

'Ha, fuck no..'.. Wade scoffed... 'Why couldn't you be my puppy..'

'Wade, don't be pouting. Green isn't your colour..'.. She rolled her eyes... 'Anyway, glad to have you all here though, been a while..'

Chuckles broke out all around, and conversations started up again... 'You know, I really do love this look on you..'.. Pietro whispered in her ear, his arm tightening around her... 'You look all sweet, innocent, and yet you're a hellhound underneath..'

She turned her head slightly, her gaze flicking between his eyes and mouth... 'I'll happily be your chew toy later..'

'That's gross..'.. Both look up as Bucky pulls a face, and holds out two bottles, one for each of them... 'I don't even want to think as to how that works..'

'Aw Barnes, if you're really interested, you're more than welcome to watch, you know, visual demonstration..'.. She took the bottles from him, and handed one to Pietro.

'No thanks. Got enough trauma to last a lifetime as it is..'... He tapped his bottle to hers... 'Hate to admit it though, you do look a lot different. I know how scary you can get, you look like a country girl, and yet..'.. He shook his head with a smirk as he drank from his bottle.

'Good. Besides, a new look was needed. Still in hiding, remember..'.. She drank from her own bottle.

'Boss..'.. She turned her head, seeing Benny behind the bar, holding the phone to his chest... 'You got a call..'

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