In Darkness, Be My Light

Luleå, Sweden

Warning: Mentions of past self-harm and electroshock.

"Steve?" Wanda's voice shook him from his thoughts.

"What can I do for you, Wanda?" Steve asked.

"Um, I wanted to talk about a serious matter," she said nervously.

Steve tilted his head curiously. "Sure. What about?"

"Do you trust Vision?" she bluntly asked.

He paused for a second, thinking through her question. "I do. He saved you. He knows when the law has crossed boundaries. Obviously, we need to be cautious, but I know he'll take care of you. I'm thankful that he turns off his transponder so Stark can't find out his location. He wouldn't put your safety at risk."

Wanda nodded and picked up her duffle bag and walked out of the Quinjet. She turned around before completely exiting. "I'll see you in a few months. Thank you for all you've done for me."

"And thank you for sticking by my side through all of this. Take care, Wanda."

It was only about an hour ago that Wanda was dropped off. She shivered as she waited for the train to arrive. Luleå, Sweden wasn't the warmest city during the 16th of August; it was 35º Fahrenheit. She knew that a blizzard was going to blow through overnight. She checked the watch on her wrist and it read 10:14 PM. His train should be at the station soon. She wrapped her arms around herself to try and keep warm, even though she already had a thick and long fur coat that clung to her body. Her back was aching from the heavy duffle bag she carried.

This day was long-awaited by both Wanda and Vision. A few weeks after he departed, the team decided it would be best to move locations. They chose Sweden for the next few months and departed today. Today, the day Wanda was standing in the cold, waiting anxiously for him.

The team was spread out among the far-distance cities to keep suspicion away. Before Vision left, however, Natasha gave all of them, including Vision, a communication device for coordinates only. When Natasha brought up concerns about Visions not-so-discrete appearance, he assured her that he had a way to blend in. Wanda felt nervous about what he'd look like as a human. Steve added that Vision should ride trains to stay lowkey.

So, this is where she was now, standing alone at a train station in cold temperatures, waiting for her loved one to arrive. She let out a sigh of relief when she heard the metal against metal sound coming from her left. She put her hands together and jumped with excitement. The train came to a slow and stopped. Her breath caught with nervousness.

The crowd of people walked out, and some found their families or friends waiting for them at the station like how Wanda was waiting for her synthezoid lover.

She looked around, trying to locate any human that would resemble Vision before she heard someone speak. "Wanda," the voice came from behind her. His British accent was unmistakable.

Wanda spun around to see Vision in human form. She noted that it was very similar to his original form. She gasped and ran to hug him. "Oh my God, I missed you," she breathlessly said. "You look amazing. I'm impressed!" She looked up at him with the brightest smile he'd ever seen.

"Thank you, darling," he said while rubbing her flush face. "You changed your hair color?"

"Yes, for safety," she said but then hesitated. "Do you like it?"

"Of course," he replied, smiling. "It suits you, love." He gently brushed his fingers down her hair. He noticed something about her. She wasn't wearing bandages around her neck. "Your scars healed?"