"WANDA, YOUR BROTHER needs you!" Iryna called her daughter, as her son coughed on the upper floor. The beaming sun poured down on the Maximoff house, streams of sunlight shined through the windows and made a clear image for the mother who was on the patio. Loud thuds were heard as the young woman ran up the stairs and towards her room. Pietro was coughing and arching, trying to get air inside his lungs.

She rubbed his back and pressed a glass of water on his lips for him to drink. Wanda maintained the movements as her brother settled down. "Better?". He nodded. "Thank you". "Come on, it's time for lunch". Talking softly she helped him stand up and walk down the stairs as he held onto her. "I want to eat outside," He said gently.

"Piet, I don't think that's a good idea..." She stopped herself as he begged her with his eyes. "Of course" She smiled. Iryna and Pietro walked behind Wanda as the girl took the plates with food towards the table. "Pietro has an announcement to make".

Wanda turned around to look at her as well did Natasha, who was filling the water jar. "We're moving to Massachusetts!" He exclaimed excitedly. "Massachusetts?" Wanda asked confused. "Such a filthy city," Iryna said. "Yes. Through an old friend of mother's inspector Michaud, I have found a job. In an office. A lowly clerk in a big company being with my own little desk".

"It sounds wonderful" Natasha smiled. "Makes no sense to me whatsoever. How are we supposed to look after you if you're gone all day?" Iryna exclaimed as Wanda set the table. "The doctor did say I should exert myself more and you do spoil me". "He's a country doctor with one dead eye. I hardly believe he knows-". "I've let you codled me all my life..." Pietro started as Nat walked towards the table.

She shared a look with Wanda as they both sat on the table at the left of Iryna. "It's time I take control of our little family" He stated as he sat down. "Well... I've often dreamed of having a small shop again" Iryna talked as Wanda exchanged plates with Natasha and they both served their food, Pietro's and Iryna's.

Her mind wandered off, as it usually did when they were at the table, and it would take her to places she knew she could never go. In which she could live freely. And deep down the thoughts tormented her, because she knew she could never leave her family. "Wanda... Dear... Wanda, dear" Iryna tapped her daughter's hand softly until she got her attention. "Yes, mother?".

"Pay attention dear" She smiled at her. "Go on, darling" She indicated Pietro. "We can move right after the wedding," He said. "Oh, who's wedding are we going to?" Natasha questioned. "Well, yours... dear" Wanda looked at Natasha in surprise as she softly laughed. "Oh, but who am I going to marry?". "Why, Pietro of course". Natasha chuckled trying to keep her smile but it was slowly fading away.

"Natasha, we don't even know who your mother was" Natasha slowly nodded. "Illegitimates have been dealt an unlucky hand. We should consider ourselves lucky that you have Pietro" He softly chuckled as Wanda took Natasha's shaking hand as the red-headed squeezed it. "And he is so excited. Oh, and you will be Madame Maximoff, just like me!" She exclaimed excitedly. "Oh dear, but you're not the only one". She said grabbing the girls' attention.

"What?". "Well, dear. Natasha will not be the only one that is going to have a wedding" She smiled. "And who am I going to marry?". "Why, Mr. Rogers of course". Wanda looked at her mother confused. "Mr. Rogers?. Who is he, mother?".

"Oh, just the son of an old family friend" The smile on Wanda's face slowly started to fade as she looked away from her mother. "Mother...". "It's the best" She smiled at Natasha who looked at Wanda worriedly. Wanda played with the neck of her dress as her mother kept muttering about the good that it will do for their family.

"The wedding will be in Massachusetts, right after we get there," She said, taking a quick look at Wanda's face. "We will be leaving next week". The Maximoff mother took the dishes away to give her children time to talk. Pietro was told to follow his mother since his cough had gotten worse. Wanda cleaned the tears from her face as Nat pull her against her and rubbed her back. "We'll be okay" She whispered passing her fingers through her hair and kissing her temple.

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"THAT WAS A disaster" Y/n exclaimed as she entered the house. "Yes, Y/n. You ruined it again". "She didn't ruin it. They were kissing. I saw" Her sister said. "Kissing!? My god, what is wrong with you!?" Her mother exclaimed. "You're the one that keeps throwing me at these men". "I'm not throwing you". "Yes, you are. It's humiliating. You'd pawn me off on a widower, a cripple. Anyone who would take me. The whole town of Amherst knows how bad you wanna get rid of me".

"What's all this fuss?" Their father asked coming into the room. "Mother's trying to disown me again". "I was married at eighteen, Y/n. It's high time for you to get a husband". "And move out, you mean?". "Well, yes. That is what happens when a girl gets married". "Why doesn't anyone care if I get a husband?". "Y/n doesn't have to marry anyone as far as I'm concerned". The father said ignoring his other daughter.

Y/n sighed. "Thank you, dad. Jesus, at least somebody around here isn't trying to kick me out of the family". "So, you would just have her stay here in our house till kingdom come? Doing nothing all day?". "I do plenty". "Oh, like what?". "I'm the one that found all those bird's nests" Y/n pointed at them as Gamora made an expression of discomfort.

"All right, ladies. Time to clear out. So I can enjoy my pipe and newspaper in peace, huh?". "Very well. It's time for u to get back to the kitchen anyway. Girls, come with me". Y/n scoffed. "Do I have to?". "You have a bad attitude young lady". "I just don't wanna do chores twenty-four hours a day" She exclaimed, grabbing the tray her mother was giving her.

"And what would you do instead?". "I would just... Think" She smiled at her father after he defended her and made her way towards the kitchen. For the rest of the evening, Y/n had to remain at the kitchen with her mother and sister cleaning it, and as the sun started to settle down they started to make dinner.

Towards the end of the cooking, Y/n's mother had left the kitchen and welcome the guests into their home. "Gamora, get back here" Y/n exclaimed when she found her sister looking around instead of helping her. "I never get any fun" Gamora rolled her eyes and walked back to the kitchen to help her sister finish.

The noises that came from the other room of the house let Y/n know that the guests were moving to the dining room, and wait for dinner to be ready. Their mother came back and rush them to get out of the kitchen and welcome the guests.

Iryna's conversation with the father of the Roger's was interrupted when the girls entered the room. She smiled at them, and shortly they were introducing each other.  "This is Madame Maximoff" Their father presented Iryna. "This is her son, Pietro, his wife, Natasha. Pietro's twin sister and Steve's fiance, Wanda".

Upon hearing their names, each young adult moved their hands and smiled as a greeting. But Wanda was frozen on spot. "Wanda... Wanda!" Iryna whispered and softly hit the brunette's arm trying to get her back. But Wanda was worlds away.

Her gaze was blocked upon Y/n. Not only Wanda though Y/n was breathtaking, but there was something that prevented her from looking away. She looked at Y/n up and down as she forced her mind to remember where did she know her from. She suddenly gasped when the name of the girl in front of her crashed in her mind. "Y/n?" She whispered. Y/n looked at her confused at first but then smiled.