When Wanda woke up the next morning, she woke up alone in her bed. The left side of the bed was empty of her partner's form. Looking over her shoulder, Wanda read 7:33 am off her alarm clock display. It was almost time for herself to rise for the day's training session, but Y/N never got to the labs until around 8:30 am. Wanda was about to call out to JARVIS, when the AI spoke himself.

"Good Morning, Ms Maximoff. Today you have your training session with Mr Rogers & Ms Romanoff. Mx Y/L/N also left a message at 7:05 am saying 'Morning Wanda, woke up early so I'm going straight to the labs. Hope training goes well, Bucky said that Steve said they wanted you in B today, so good luck. Love Y/N.' Would you like me to send them a reply?"

"No thanks JARVIS, I'll do it myself." Wanda said, swinging her legs over the side of the bed and picking up her phone.

"B. Training Room B. Why'd have to be that one? Natasha is so gonna kick my ass this morning." Wanda thought despairingly as she booted up her phone and shot a quick text to her partner.

Wanda: Training Room B?

Y/N: Yeah? Didn't they tell you?

Y/N: Also no happy 'good morning Y/N' text?

Wanda: Fine. Good morning Y/N/N. Hope you slept well. X

Y/N: Morning Wanda. : ) xx

Y/N: I did actually reckon the day off did me good

Wanda: and no they didn't tell me.

Y/N: If it was supposed to be a secret, don't let Nat kill me

Wanda: I don't know she might kill me today anyway

Y/N: I asked Peter and he's just as scared of her

Y/N: Looks like I'm on my own

Wanda: I'll remember you

Y/N: : (

Wanda smiled at her partner's response as she walked out of the room and across to her kitchen. Placing a cup under the coffee machine and switching it on, Wanda typed a text back to Y/N.

Wanda: How did James know?

Y/N: Steve told him and he thought I should know too

Y/N: To warn you

Wanda: Great. Now I can't wait

Y/N: I'll remember you Wanda

Wanda snorted out loud, before sending a reply back. She supposed today wouldn't be all bad, after all, she would be able to finally test her present properly and she could always get Steve in trouble with Natasha for letting the training schedule get back to her.

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Just as Natasha finished setting up, Wanda walked into the dreaded Training Room B. It was the training room meant for training in real-world scenarios, simulating past and probable missions. That's why Wanda hated it so much. It meant she'd be pushed to right her limits, and spend the next day regretting it. In hindsight it was likely why she was given the previous day, off, to relax. She stopped walking towards Natasha when the spy looked up at her confused.

"How did you know where to come? And to dress in uniform?"

"Lucky guess?"

"No. Only Steve and I knew about these plans. And I-" At that moment Steve walked in, dressed in his American Best.

"G'morning Wanda, Nat."

"Steve, did you tell Wanda about the training today?"

"No, I didn't." Steve replied, and couldn't help but smile watching Steve visibly shrink a little under Natasha's cold stare.

Natasha sighed, and turned back to Wanda, "Wanda who told you?"

"Promise not to kill my source?" Wanda asked, continuing when Natasha nodded, "Y/N did."

"What? So, who told them?"

"James did."

"Steve really?" Natasha said, facing Steve again and folding her arms.

"Ok so maybe when describing my day last week, I told Buck."

"It doesn't matter now; we've wasted enough time. You ready Wanda?"

"Ready." Wanda said, slipping her new jacket on and walking over to the start of the course.

"New jacket?" Steve asked as he followed Wanda over.

"Yeah, it was my present from Y/N." Wanda responded, looking down at the jacket as she smoothed out a crease over one of the forearms.

"It looks good. PolyMesh Tri-weave, right?" Natasha asked, now standing next to Steve.

"I, yeah. I think that's what Y/N said it was."

"It probably is. Tony's made a few dresses for my missions, out of the same stuff."

"I have no idea what your two are talking about. Can we begin?"

"Yeah, we really should." Natasha replied as she checked her watch. "Right, Wanda you've done this course before. So, we've added a few extra challenges. You ready?"

"I think so."

"You'll do fine, Wanda."

"Ok, on my mark. Go!"

~~~~~

"Time, JARVIS?" Natasha asked the AI, as a panting Wanda landed in front of her.

"11 minutes 3 seconds, Ms Romanov. Miss Maximoff's personal best, I believe."

"Not bad, Wanda." Natasha congratulated, chucking Wanda a water bottle that the young Avenger caught subconsciously with her powers.

"Thanks, Nat. Can we stop for a bit, since I just broke my record and all?" Wanda asked, before taking a long drink from the bottle.

"5 minutes. I'll set the ring up for after."

"Thanks Nat." Wanda said, gratefully, as she walked over to the benches on the far side of the room. Sitting down heavily on the nearest one, relaxing back against the cold white walls.

"Here."

Wanda opened her eyes to see Steve holding out a towel toward her. "Thanks."

"How'd you do?" Steve asked, sitting beside her.

"11 minutes, 3 seconds." Wanda said, proudly as she wiped her face with the soft towel.

"Not bad. Personal best right?"

"Yeah." Wanda said pausing before speaking again, "Sorry about earlier, Steve."

"What, selling me out to Nat? Don't worry about it, I've been in bigger to blue with Nat before."

"Really?"

"A story for another time. Looks like Nat's ready for you." Steve said, indicating over to Nat who was beckoning the two of them over.

Wanda stood up with Steve and dropped her towel on the bench, "Here we go again."

"So, I thought you two could spar." Natasha said, as they reached her, cutting straight to the point.

"What? But I've only ever-"

"Exactly, not every enemy you face will be like me." Natasha said, cutting Wanda off.

"Don't worry Wanda, I'll go easy on you."

"No, you won't."

"You're right, I won't. Consider it payback for selling me out."

"Hey, I did it to protect Y/N. I'm not even sorry."

"Can you stop fighting and start actually fighting?" Natasha asked arms crossed, watching as the other two moved to climb into the ring. "Oh and no powers. Either of you." Natasha added.

"Fine." Both Avengers said, the dejection clear in their voices - though Steves' was a little quieter. The former assassin simply rolled her eyes at the pair, as they passed under the ropes and readied themselves.

It was Steve who attacked first, launching forth a hit at Wanda's face who successfully ducked out of the way - just. Retaliating back, Wanda moved to repeat the same attack on Steve, who skilfully moved his arms up to block. Feeling undeterred, the second youngest Avenger punched successfully at Steve's now unprotected sides. Her feeling of elation was short-lived, however, as the leader of the Avengers expertly swept Wanda's legs out from under her, leaving the young adult pinned to the mat. Wanda closed her eyes and groaned at being beaten again, only opening them when she sensed someone leaning over her. Natasha.

"That was good." She said, offering a hand to help Wanda up.

"That was quick, you mean?" Wanda said, straightening out her jacket.

"Well yeah, but you're improving."

"Exactly, you saw my unprotected side and took that opportunity." Steve added, throwing her a fresh, water bottle.

"Yeah, but you let me."

"Not the point. It's training to look for those openings and act on them." Natasha said, clapping a hand on Wanda's shoulder, as she passed her. "Well done."

"Praise from the Black Widow. Very rare." Steve noted, smiling at Wanda as Natasha left through the double doors.

Wanda smiled back, bid Steve goodbye and headed into the changing rooms.

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"How was it?

"Bad, spent half the call shouting at me."
"I'll take the next one."

"You better. Spot anything?"

The woman handed him the binoculars, "See for yourself." She said, pointing across the street.

"Talk me through it."

"Standard stuff, extra guards, cameras, sensors. I think there's a new pass system, but I'd have to check." She added giving her partner a knowing look.

"No no, we can't get closer. They'd never sanction it; we're risking too much as it is. We're just recon."

"We move when we're told. They don't want a repeat of the last mission."

"Not a lot I can report from just looking." She muttered, taking the binoculars back.

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