Coping With the Pain (Reunited Part 1)

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Wanda's POV

It still hurts. Even after a year, just the thought of Vis, Pietro, or my parents hurts so much. I try to hide it, but I know Carol and at least the other girls hear my sobbing at night, hear my endless "I'm sorry"s and "I miss you"s. I've resorted to dancing and singing as a form of comfort. The song Say You Won't Let Go is my personal favorite. It reminds me of Vision. I play it over and over, until I can practically hear it in my head. Only in my head, it's Vis singing it. I dance. I close my eyes, and he's there. But when I open my eyes, he's gone and I break down all over again. I keep this a secret for a few months until Clint walks in on me dancing.

Clint's POV

I walk in, and I hear music playing. I see Wanda dancing, until she sings in the most angelic voice I've ever heard.
"I wanna stay with you, even when we're ghosts, 'cause you were always there for me when I needed you most."
I immediately know she's thinking of Vision. I can't imagine the pain she's in. Losing my family hurt, but she has lost everyone she loves. She finishes, and starts crying. I walk over to her.
"Wanda? Are you okay?"
"Yes," she says tearfully, "Just thinking about him. Vis."
"I know," I say. Then Shuri comes in. She was visiting the compound from Wakanda, researching Tony's nanotech. She's also spent a good few minutes trolling Bruce about how the tech is "so old."
"Oh no," she says and runs off. Three seconds later, all the other girls come in.
"Okay, that's my cue to leave," I say.

Wanda's POV

"Just leave me alone," I say after Clint leaves.
"Absolutely not," Hope says. "You need to talk to us, and you can't deny it."
I break down. Two seconds later, I'm pouring out every feeling I've had since Vision was killed.
"I could try to fix him," Shuri pipes up. "His body is somewhere in Wakanda, is it not? I can try to reprogram his synopsis to-"
"Yeah, yeah, I know. 'Work collectively' and all that. But without the stone, will it work?" I say.
"It might if I can access his memory."
"Well, let's try it." I say.

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