In different corners of the room stood cases, containing objects - round, long and chunky...but there was only one that caught her eye. It was a glowing ornament, an orb of some type. It sat in an eye-shaped ornament, which held it as a kind of abstract casing. 
                              
She could tell it had magical properties just by looking at it, she could almost feel it. She didn't even get close enough to touch it before a ringing started in her head, the horrifying images she recalled from long ago flashed through her head. 
                              
An image of Stephen, eyes staring in front of him at someone she couldn't see, he lifted his hands, sending the glowing emerald rock away. 
                              
The vision flashed to another image, his lifeless body rolling onto the rocky sand, with nothing she could do. It gave her the same feeling, in reality, her body fell stiff and all she could do was shout.
                              
"Wanda!" The doctor was in the room, appearing by magic, his hands were at her shoulders, holding her. "What happened?" She was still looking at the glowing sphere. "The Orb of Agamotto. I was previously led into believing that it was in someone else's possession but here it is now...it's a rare entity. It's from an extra-dimensional force, it allows you to detect the use of magic anywhere in the world and some say draw energies from around you."
                              
"Draw energies? Could it warn you of anything, like maybe...possible future events?" 
                              
"Why? Did you see anything?"
                              
"I just- no," Wanda lied, taking a deep breath. He knew that was one of her tells by now but it was left unsaid. "What is this place?"
                              
"It's where I keep objects. These are priceless artifacts that hold magical power. Down the hall are my mediation room and my private library. Even Wong doesn't disturb me in there. What are you doing up here?"
                              
"I was looking for you," She smiled, placing her hands on his shoulders. "You disappeared without telling me where you went and I wanted to..." Suddenly it felt all too real, telling him would change something. Out of all reason, she just wanted to stand there and stare into his eyes forever - lost. "To tell you that you shouldn't do that again but you're missing what could be some pretty excellent mornings."
                              
"Really?" Stephen chuckled, "I'll have to keep that in mind for tomorrow..."
                              
"Who says it's going to be tomorrow?" She teased, planting a small kiss on his lips. "You can't just go around disappointing people and expect things in return."
                              
"Well, I'll just have to make it up to you then, won't I?" Stephen smiled, pulling her by arm, "Remember that thing I said about my private library? I wouldn't mind making it our private library."
                              
"First the kitchen and now the library? We're making a list at this rate, Strange..."
                              
"Oh please, Maximoff," The tone in his voice declared it as a challenge, "They don't even make my top ten places."
                              
"Oh really?" Excitement danced in her eyes, it was clear as she wrapped her hands around his neck. She pressed a firm kiss to his lips, "We'll just have to fix that, won't we?" She chuckled, letting him pick her up, scooping her by the legs bridal style.
                              
"We'll be quick though, right?" He agreed but they ended up staying there for hours before they finally decided to move along with anything of actual importance.