Stephen chuckled, it was light-heartened but Wanda heard the traces of worry and sadness, "I'll visit sometimes."
                              
Wanda bit her bottom lip, trying to contain the smile of joy that invaded her face but failed miserably and gave him a peck on the lips to try and hide it. 
                              
"Promise me you'll play nice," Stephen scolded pretentiously and Wanda rolled her eyes.
                              
"When have I not?" She gave him a kiss on the cheek, "I will, only if you promise me you'll stay safe."
                              
"Worried about me?" Stephen joked but Wanda didn't show any hint of appreciation.
                              
"Stephen," Wanda grabbed a hold of his wrist with a red band, before he used his hands to conjure a portal.
                              
He groaned before answering, "Okay, Wanda. I promise."
                              
"Thank you," She let go of his wrist, "Then I promise too."
                              
Stephen gave her a small nod, she wasn't sure what it meant but she knew it wasn't one of certainty. Wanda watched as two of his fingers raised, into a circular motion and he departed into the glowing ring.
                              
She turned around, adjusting herself, pulling down the edge of her shirt that Strange had hitched up to hold her bare hips to look less dishevelled. 
                              
It had taken them so long to finally get over themselves and just kiss each other...
                              
They had wasted so much time on trying to work out their feeling and she was yearning for more of him. 
                              
She wanted more of his skin on hers, of his gentle words in her ear and harsh ones too. She didn't even care, as long as it was Stephen. 
                              
"What was that?" Wanda's head snapped around at the sound of another Sokovian accent. 
                              
"It was...nothing," She replied, shrugging.
                              
"Sure," Pietro scoffed, "I don't think it was."
                              
"It's just another part of the job," Wanda joked, "Visit from the doctor."
                              
There was a moment's silence, remembering points in time that remained undiscussed. They both knew what they were thinking, it didn't take a single word to register that Pietro had been worrying about her and vice versa. 
                              
"Thank you," Pietro moved towards his younger sister, "This can't have been easy for you."
                              
"It was difficult," Wanda admitted, running a finger under her nose, "I just..." She took a breath as if it was hard to say, "It's just complicated."
                              
"I know," Pietro nodded, "But this is good for us. We're together again."
                              
"Yes," Wanda placed a hand on his shoulder, "That's what's important." Pietro gave another nod in agreement and she noticed that he was being quiet, which she knew too well meant he had something else on his mind. "What?"
                              
"Hmm," Pietro smirked in amusement and she noticed; a grimace already on her face, "I was simply thinking about what the relationship is between you and your friend, no?"
                              
"I thought we agreed that was not a thing," Wanda said, agitated. She pushed her brother's shoulder lightly with her fingers, letting go of her hold on him from previously. 
                              
"Oh, I never agreed to anything," Pietro had on his infamous cheeky smile, "What's going on between you two?"
                              
"Is..." Wanda smiled to herself, "Is it legal to have an intimate relationship from your...doctor?"
                              
"Legal?" Pietro took a minute to put it together, "No. You had sex with him?"
                              
Wanda nodded, "Yeah. Pretty fucking amazing sex."
                              
Pietro looked more surprised than she thought he would be, they didn't normally concern themselves who they hooked up with in their free time. 
                              
"I guess I just thought you would be too busy with trying to survive and training to have a...boyfriend?"
                              
"He's not my boyfriend," Wanda sighed, "At least not now. We haven't made anything official, we're just spending time with each other."
                              
Wanda was clueless, she had no idea where things really stood between them. She definitely knew that they had feelings but she wasn't sure how strong they were just yet.
                              
"So it's just a fling?" Pietro was anxious for his sister, he had no idea what it was like being on the run from the law for that long. 
                              
He had adjusted to life as an Avenger quite well and was getting used to playing by the rules. 
                              
"I guess we're a little bit more than just a fling," Wanda sighed in frustration, "We'll figure out."
                              
"Whatever you say, I just don't want to see you get hurt," Pietro's voice was far less light, his blue eyes were piercing as he talked to her sternly. "I'm not fond of how old he is either."
                              
"I can take care of myself," Wanda said to convince him but she knew that she had to heed his words.
                              
Pietro let the tension die down from their previous conversation before continuing, "Are you excited for next week?"
                              
"You bet I am," Wanda smiled.