Gunpowder and Satin ; BW

5.1

THIRD PERSON POV

Scotland

After the fight between Tony and Steve at the airport, both Wanda and Vision decided that it would be best for them to run away together, even if they had been on opposing sides. They both admired each other, and Vision seemed to know a few things about Wandas powers.

Vision gasped and held his hand to the mind stone in pain, feeling it ache and split his head.

"Vis? Is it the stone again?" Wanda asked setting her book down.

"It's as if it's speaking to me." Vision said, taking a few deep breaths now that the pain seemed to subside.

Wanda stood up and made her way over to the man dressed in his human glamour "What does it say?"

"I don't... I don't know. But something..." The stone split against his mind and Vision
flinched. Wanda placed her hands on either side of his face, then pressed her hand to the mind stone.

"Tell me what you feel." Vision asked softly.
Wanda seemed confused, her hand emanating her red swirling energy, "I just feel you."

Vision let out a small sigh and nodded, hoping that it was really just nothing other than some evolvement process he was going through, like puberty. After the little incident in the hotel room, Wanda suggested that they take a walk to get some fresh air to clear their minds.

"So there's a 10 AM to Glasgow to give us more time together before you went back." Wanda said.

"What if I miss that train?" Vision asked, squeezing Wanda's hand.

Wanda softly smiled, but shook her head, "There is an 11."

"What if I missed all the trains? What if this time, I didn't go back?" Vision stood in front of her, the light rain drizzling down upon them.

"You gave Stark your word." Wanda spat a little more vile than she intended too, giving her boyfriend an apologetic look. Wanda knew how loyal Vision was to Stark, but Wanda just couldn't ever see her and Tony becoming friends. The idea of them ever being friends ended when Stark got in the weapons trade, building and selling his weapons for a high price.

"I'd rather give it to you." Vision smiled.

"There are people who are expecting me too, you know. We both made promises." The sokovian sunk her teeth into her bottom lip, wishing that they didn't need to talk about the other leaving.

Vision shook his head, "Not to each other.
Wanda... for two years, we've stolen these moments, trying to see if this could work. And... I don't know. You know what, I'm just gonna speak for myself -- I, I... I think..."

"It works." Wanda said with a teasing smile.

"It works." Vision confirmed, "Then stay. Stay with me."

Wanda looks down, but then her eyes and attention drift to her left.

Vision felt uncertain by the unnoticed gesture, "Or not. If I'm overstepping..."

Wanda steps over to a better view of the TV in the kebab shop at which they had stopped, drawing Vision with her. It shows coverage of the invasion of New York, the alien antagonists, and the disappearance of Tony Stark.

"What are they?" Wanda asked in fear. Wanda was strong, spent her entire life fighting, but she didn't want to fight to live anymore. She just wanted to live somewhere quiet with Vision, not have to worry about looking over her shoulder anymore.

"What the stone was warning me about."
Vision took her hand and laid a gently kiss to the back of her palm, "I have to go."

"No, Vision. Vision, if that's true... then maybe going isn't the best idea." Wanda took a few steps towards his retreating form.