Teacher

The Shirt

~Wanda~
After we started the tub and got Selene in, I left to talk to my brother, while Natasha made sure the shifter stayed in the bathroom.

"Have you showed her the shirt we got her?"

"Not yet. I was going to today, but since she wants me to pick her outfit I'll just lay it on the bed."

-*Flashback*-

The team was looking at pictures of the Hellfire Club online. Then we saw a picture of a bunch of wolves.

"They're beautiful." Pepper was in awe.

"Wait. Zoom in right there." Stark pointed to a spot on the screen and Peter obeyed.

"What do you see, Mr Stark?"

"Is that Lady Selene?" Thor studied the screen.

Upon closer inspection of the picture, we saw a young girl curled up in the sun against a black/dark brown wolf. The caption of the photo was "Wolf Child and Her Pack".

"That's my pack." Selene smiled sadly and said something in Irish.

Peter clicked on the image and it took him to a photography website. On the site was a portfolio of pictures for every wolf in the first picture. There was a portfolio of pictures for "Wolf Child" as well.

After we saw that picture, the team decided to create a shirt with each wolf on it for Selene. We had asked her the names of the wolves, which she gladly told us. Then Peter designed it and we sent it off.

-*Current Time*-

"Is that the outfit she's going to wear?" I stood next to my brother as he stared down at the clothes he chose.

"Do you think she'll like it?" He turned to me, almost nervously.

"You could've picked the ugliest clothes on Earth and she'd still wear them. Because you picked it." I pat my brother on the back. "I suggest you take a shower and get ready in my room. Unless you want Selene to drop her towel in front of you."

"Bring her to the spot where we first met her when she's done. Please?" Pietro looked me in the eyes.

"Okay, Brother."

"Thank you, Sister."

-Mini Time Skip-

Selene stepped out of the shower and began to look around for Pietro.

"He's getting ready. He did pick out an outfit for you though." I gestured to the bed.

The shifter approached the bed slowly, as if something would attack her for moving too fast. She gently and carefully picked up the shirt, looking it over.

Suddenly she began to cry.

"Selene? What's wrong? Why are you crying?" I rubbed her back softly.

"It's my pack." She hugged me tightly. "Thank you."

"We all pitched in, the whole team." Natasha ruffled the girl's hair. "We all love you, Selene."

Selene stood and wrapped the former Russian assassin in a tight hug as well.

"Thank you. I'll also have to say thank you to the others as well."

"For now, let's get you dressed and ready for the day. You'll be spending it with Pietro."