Baby Witch| Baby Wanda Maximoff

Grieving

Bruce's POV

"Bruce she's not breathing!" Tony yells panicking. "I know!!" I reply frustrated

In no way in hell I will let baby Wanda or teenage Wanda die. She's to sweet and smart and just everyone's little one. Yeah, she may have mess our minds, but she has a good heart and she apologized, many times even if it was unnecessary. When we learned she was 15 years old- oh my god we freaked the hell out. We took her in, Clint more insistently, and she grew on us. It took her a while to realize she wasn't a burden and feel more comfortable around us, more like 5 months. I love her like a niece and I cannot let this precious angel die.

No. Way. In. Hell.

"Tony connect her to the monitors!!" I shrieked. "Okay!"

And I then heard the flatline.

Natasha's POV

After l gave that speak to Clint, I waited for the elevators and grimly took the next elevator to the common floor.

I-I guess I'm in shock. My Wanda, my precious Wanda, she could be.. no Natasha, don't think like that. Be strong. Be strong for Wanda. I couldn't help but choke back a sob.

Friday dropped me off on the common floor and by then, everyone was there bursting with questions.

"What happened?!" -Sam
"Is Wanda hurt?" -Bucky
"Clint came here earlier, but didn't say anything about Wanda." -Steve
"We heard crying this morning. Is she alright?" -Rhodes

All their questions were all from panicking probably, and everything was over whelming. A small tear escapes my eye, but nothing more was shown. As I wipes my tear, the boys became quiet.

"This morning she woke up from a nightmare and I left to get her some milk for her to fall asleep. And then Clint screamed that I needed to call Bruce or the hospital because Wanda started to throw up and cough very badly. Clint and Wanda went into the elevator to go to Bruce's lab, but then he said they got stuck. Someone manually changed Friday's system to purposely trap them there. Tony managed to fix the elevator, but by the time I got down to Bruce's lab, Wanda wasn't breathing. I-I don't know if she going to be okay or..." I say softly looking down.

No Ones POV

Steve and Bucky visibility turn pale and Sam and Rhode are wide eyed. "no .. t-that's not true right? Wanda's okay? She's asleep? Right?" Bucky asks nervously, hoping it isn't true.

Natasha shook her head sadly. "She's with Bruce and Tony right now, trying to get her to breathe." "She going to alright though. Right?" Sam asked, pleading for the right answer. "I-I don't know."

Natasha starts to walk away from the guys. "Wait where are you going?" Steve asks. "To fine those mother f*ckers who got Clint and Wanda stuck in that elevator and bring them to hell." Natasha growls.

Their heads perked up. They forgot that tiny fact when Natasha said someone manually change Friday's systems. "I'm coming." Steve says automatically. "Me too." Rhode replies. "No one gets away with trying to kill Wanda." Sam says angrily. "I'm going to f*ucking bring them to hell with my bare hands." Bucky says furiously.

"Steve and Rhodes can come. Bucky, Sam, cool off in the training room or something then come. It won't be useful if you break the keyboards." Natasha sniffs and walks to the control room. Steve nods firmly at Sam and Bucky and walks out not far behind from Rhodes and Natasha.

Sam and Bucky growled, glaring at everything. They both did go to the trading rooms, but different ones. Bucky ran to the his personal boxing room and began punching the life of the bean bag with hot, angry tears rolling down his face.