Wanda's POV

Days became weeks.

Weeks became months.

I was slowly healing, the dark magic was leaving me but the process was very long.
Strange said it might even take years before I would have completely healed.

I woke up every morning, spent the morning with Wong who knew the spell to heal me and then spent the afteroon alone in my area of the temple where I could relax, an area where no one dared to get close because they were scared.

I used to spend the afternoons reading and meditating, thinking about Jasper.
I wondered how he was doing, if he was still thinking about me, loving me.

Sometimes I felt like as if I was betraying Vision loving someone else, but I knew he wanted me to be happy.

-You're thinking about him, right?-.

I heard a voice and when I turned around I saw America standing.

-Why are you here?- I asked.

-You're always here alone...- she said and sat next to me on the grass of the garden in front of my bedroom.

It was evening, everything was so quiet and fireflies were flying around us.

-Aren't you scared of me?- I asked.

-No- she replied quickly -I understand why you did all of that, you just want to be happy-.

I nodded, looking down.
First my parents, then Pietro, then Vision, then my kids and Vision again... I couldn't bear all of that anymore.

-Vision always said "What is grief if not love persevering"- I said - I guess he was right, the fact that I keep feeling this pain in my heart means that I still love them, that I haven't forgotten them-.

-But you have to move on- America said -You have to move on or you'll get crazy at some point. I'm sure they want you to be happy-.

I sighed, looking at the stars. It reminded me of all the times I did that with Jasper... I wondered how he was doing, did he miss me too?

Jasper's POV

Months passed and Wanda still wasn't back. I missed her so much, it was as if a part of me left with her that day, but at least she was healing.

-Are you there?-.

I turned around and saw Alice, smiling as always.

-Yeah, sorry I was thinking...- I said.

-Thinking about Wanda, right?- she said smiling -She'll be ok, she'll come back-.

-Are you saying this because you saw it or?- I asked.

-I know she will- she replied -She is strong-.

I nodded.
Alice was right, Wanda was strong it was me who wasn't. Also, what if that witch, Agatha, came back? I was supposed to be by her side and protect her.

-So, let's go?- Alice asked.

-Yes, let's go-.

We were about to leave our family but for a good reason. They probably would have hated us but we had to risk that in order to save them.
So we run, and run, and run as fast as we could before it was too late.

Wanda's POV

The next day I woke up because of loud noises on my bedroom door.

Whoever was knocking was probably about to destroy the door for how much streght they were using.

I sighed and stood, walking towards the door.
When I opened it, a tall woman was staning in front of me, smiling.

-So here is my favorite witch- she said -You still have my jacket-.

I smiled, hugging the woman.

-I missed you so much- she said.

-I missed you too, Nat-.

(Author's note: again, this more like a prologue, sorry that it is short)

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