Some Things Never Sleep

Chapter Twenty Two

Emma had decided hang towards the back of the group as they made their way down to the airport. Steve had come up with a plan to not hijack the helicopter, since Tony was likely stop him, but a Quinjet instead. She knew it wouldn't of taken him long before he remembered that a Quinjet was a much better option than a helicopter. They only needed to buy themselves sometime while they looked for the Quinjet which was probably sitting in one of the hangars. Steve was going to be the diversion while Redwing searched for the Quinjet.

Steve had then proceeded to do his Captainly duty of giving orders. Clint and the witch would wait for Steve's signal in the parking deck. Lang would stay, in his shrunken state, with Steve until Steve gave the signal. Emma, Sam, and Bucky would remain in the terminal as Redwing searched for the Quinjet. When the signal was given then Stark would have his hands too full to stop them with everyone in different sections of the airport. It was a pretty good plan Emma had to admit. Especially given the time that Steve had to come up with it.

Emma was fully suited up in her Viper Assassin suit as they all made the trek down the stairs. The uniform had been adjusted by Stark recently seeing as she had grown another couple inches. Emma wondered if Tony had ever imagined he'd be fighting her in that very same suit when he had made the adjustment. Probably not. She remembered contributing to their usual banter as she hung out in the lab watching him work. Now the situation had completely turned. Emma never imagined that Stark would go this extent. She had hoped that he had learned his lesson from Ultron but the man had gone completely crazy. It didn't matter anymore...Emma would fight him if she had to.

She reached up towards her head to push her hair out of her face and gently brushed her fingers against the mask she wore. Emma didn't have the lenses down at the moment. They were going to be fighting in broad daylight so there wasn't any need. Emma watched the back of her father and Steve as they walked together and wondered if this was what they had been like a long time ago. She almost smiled at the thought but the smile on her face was replaced with a frown as she heard a familiar voice speak from beside her.

"This is nerve wracking." The witch said as she fell into step with Emma. "Fighting our friends?" Emma glared down at her feet as they walked, refusing to look at the witch. When she didn't say anything Wanda continued to talk.

"Are you worried what will happen to us after this? After we fight the others?" Wanda further questioned, trying to get an answer out of the girl.

"Sometimes I wonder what Pietro would think of all of this." She continued but Emma still didn't say anything. Wanda sighed tiredly.

"I know that you hate me." Wanda told her and Emma finally looked at her. The older girl had a sad look on her face as she stared at her...expecting Emma to respond. Emma just glared at her.

"What?" Emma finally spoke although her tone was short and clipped. "Did you expect me to deny that?" Wanda looked down, a bit ashamed.

"No, I didn't. I just thought that you might be actually believe me when I say that I'm sorry." Wanda told her. Emma just scoffed, shaking her head.

"I don't care how sorry you are." Emma snapped.

"Please...is there any way I can make it up to you?" Wanda asked Emma, sounding desperate and upset but Emma didn't care. What the witch had done to her...the way that she had violated Emma. It was an action that Emma didn't find redeemable.

"Can you get in a time machine and go back in time?" Emma retorted sarcastically.Wanda had a crestfallen expression on her face at Emma's sarcastic remark. The older girl looked quite miserable in this state but Emma didn't care. She was beyond caring about the witch's feelings...not after what had happened a year ago.