Mine

Chapter Seventeen

Wanda's POV

I watch from the counter as (y/n) attempts to cut a carrot. Her arms were shaking as she held the knife. The pieces she cut were jaggad and not all the same size. Before all this she would be already done with the bag of carrots, and probably done cutting up chicken.

She cuts a piece of carrot, part of the knife hitting her finger. She drops the knife on the counter, stepping away from the mess. Tears fell from her eyes, "I hate this! Why can't I just kill myself!"

"Hey now! We are not thinking that!" I yell, walking over to her. "We are not thinking about killing ourselves. This is the road to redemption, you are going to get better. Trust me!"

"I can't get better if i'm a complete failure at everything. There is no use on me trying anymore"

"Well we haven't tried anything yet." Tony says, again ruining the moment.

"And what is that?" I ask.

"Fighting."

"What?"

"She can fight, well we can help her train to fight."

"I don't have the super soldier serum. That was the next thing that was going to happen to me." (y/n) says from her spot on the floor.

"Well who said you need serum to be a good fighter. Natasha and Clint really want to train you, only if you want to."

Tony and I both look at (Y/n). She looks up to me, her eyes asking for guidance. I softly nod in her direction. (Y/n) gets up from the floor, standing next to me. I grab ahold of her hand, a smile on my lips. I look at her, "You have gotten so far. I mean look at this, I can touch you! These past two months have been hard, I can tell, but you got through it. This is just another barrier you have to break through."

"Thanks for everything." (Y/n) smiles.

"How cute, so can we get going?" Tony asks.

"Yeah."

I watch the two walk towards the gym, leaving me alone. There is one barrier that I know (y/n) won't conquer, and that is Steve. He tries to talk to her, but all the memories with Bucky always come to her. Steve thinks all of this is his fault, but I don't know how it could be. Steve did nothing wrong, all blame should be on Hydra. Steve is trying to locate Hydra, the base Pietro found (y/n) at is long gone. All traces of them being there is gone, so we have no leads on where they went. Steve really want (y/n) to come back to him, but I don't think that is ever going to happen. I mean she isn't the same anymore.

She reminds me a a leaf. A leaf that has fallen from the stem and is trying to find a safe spot to land. This leaf has traveled for a long time, gaining a lot of distance from its original home. The edges of this leaf are worn down, but you can still see the beauty of it. All you need to do is to save that leaf.

Tony enters the kitchen again, his face looks like he is wanting to talk business. He leans against the counter, "Okay she is down with Clint and Natasha. We have to talk."

I nod in his direction.

"I want you to look in her mind. I know she isn't comfortable with it, but you have to."

"Why would I do that to her?"

"I really want to know what happened to the girl that brought a smile to all of our lips. She is a scared puppy, I mean she can't even cut a carrot!"

"Well she is more like a leaf, but anyways."

"What?"

"Nothing. How do you think she is going to be with fighting?"

"I am not sure, we will have to find out what happens wh-"

Faintly I could hear feet stomping towards the kitchen. Clint storms in the room with his right arm being cradled by his other arm. He was slightly out of breath and sweating hard. Tony and I glance at each other in a confused manner.

"She pinned us down in a matter of seconds." Clint says. "It is like something snapped in her mind when she heard the fight started."

"Hydra must of injected her with something."

"Come on." Clint grabs a hold of Tony and I, dragging us towards the elevator. "One second she was so scared, the next her face went stone cold and I was pinned to the floor. I don't know what Hydra did to her, but it is something I have never seen."

After one agonizing minute we make it to the training room. I rush over to (y/n), her head was in her hands. Cautiously I make my way over to her, sitting next to her on the floor. Once I touch her shoulder she pulls me into a hug, "I don't know what happened. I hurt them Wanda. I didn't want to hurt them, but I did."

I wrap my arms around her, "I know (y/n). I know. Can you tell me what happened, or like what you did?"

"That's the problem Wanda, I wasn't in control."