"WE'RE JUST GOING for half a day" Pietro informed his mother. She looked concerned and not very on top of this plan her kids had come up with, but Pietro wasn't going alone. Wanda was going with him and there was no one better to take care of him rather than her.

"Alright," She sighed. Moving away from her son, she walked to her daughter and held her cheeks carefully. "Did you ask Steve for permission to go out?" Wanda wanted to make a smart comment about it but instead, she just hummed along, making her mother think she did. "Well then... You should get going before it gets dark" Both siblings tried to walk to the door but Iryna held Wanda's arm.

"Did you put sunscreen on?" Before Wanda could answer, her mother had emptied half of the bottle in her hand to space it on her face. "Mom!".  Pietro looked down hiding his laughter. Looks like they were still children for Madame Maximoff. While Iryna put the sunscreen on, Wanda used her lack of concentration on her eyes and took a pick inside her head. Once she finished and Wanda was able to get out of her mother's hands, they left the Roger house in almost a hurry.

"Where should we start?" Pietro asked. "The town. Someone has to know about the Rogers' history" She mentioned. "There are some flaws in Agnes' story". "Like what?". "Remember how back in Sokovia, Mother had mentioned they were old family friends?" Pietro nodded. "Well, that's a lie. I... Looked inside her head and there were no memories of them before the day we met".

"You're saying Agnes somehow put the idea of bringing us here into our mother's head and although they talk like best friends they have never met before?". "I know, it's confusing. But somehow, yes". Pietro looked at her confused but didn't ask any more questions.

They reached the town's centre, where all the mobility was. Immediately, they started to ask questions to the locals. They separated and took different paths. Pietro had decided to leave the stores to Wanda. In the end, it wasn't very ladylike to go asking questions about other people. The least he could do was to make sure she wasn't going to be the centre of everyone's attention.

"Good morning! How can help you today?" The lady asked. Wanda knew whatever she said was going to make her be the gossip of the week, but she preferred that it was something good rather than something bad. "Good morning! I require someone's assistance and I believe you could give it to me".

"Of course! What may I help you with?". "I require to know everything I can about Agnes Rogers. You see, She's my mother-in-law, and we are planning a party for her. But is a surprise" She started. The lady in front of her smiled and didn't allow her to keep talking. Immediately, she started to ramble about everything she knew about Agnes.

Once she finished, Wanda left the store with a smile and a promise to invite her and her family to the 'party' they were making. The morning passed and lunch approached them. Pietro was set to meet Wanda in a restaurant close to the train station, but Wanda was rather late.

"I'm sorry" She apologized for the third time. "What were you doing, and where were you?" He frowned. He couldn't help it. She was his baby sister. It was his job to worry about her. "A store three blocks from here. And I was gathering information like I have been doing all morning".

Pietro sighed. "What did you find?". "Well you better sit down for this" Pietro moved the chair for Wanda closer to the table and moved around to sit in his chair. "The house of the rogers was not there. It was just land, and the house came out to be when Agnes came into town unexpectedly. There weren't also any children or husbands when she came. Apparently, she was known to be a lonely lady".

"But then where did her family come from?" Pietro asked. "Out of nowhere. Turns out that one day she was alone and the next the house was crowded with a housekeeping crew. Then the family came out of there unexpectedly. But there were rumours one time that Y/n, Steve and Gamora were not Agnes's children". "They're adopted, then?". "I'm not sure about that... But they say Agnes has a really weird personality. She always gets what she wants but not by being nice".

"Weird". "I know. What did you find out?". "Steve was engaged to many people before he got to marry you. Apparently he was what is known as a womanizer. He promised a lot of things to a lot of different girls, but no one lasted for long". "What happened to them?". "Nobody knows. At first he tried to find a girl for him but Agnes always had a way to make them disappear. He got tired of it and even got a girl pregnant".

"What happened to her?". "She went to the Roger's house and nobody knew about her from that day on" Wanda sighed. "If she never wanted anyone for her son, why was she okay with our marriage?". "I don't know. Looks to me like she was waiting for you". They kept quiet for a long time. The server got them their food but they were too busy in their thoughts.

"But what about Natasha?" She asked. "What about her?". "Why is she acting the way she is?". "Wanda, we talked about this". "No, we didn't. We just assumed that she was like that. But we both know she's not. Natasha is kind and sweet, and loving, and she would never go with a plan that would hurt anyone. You know that".

"It doesn't make sense, Wanda. Why would Natasha change the way she acts?". "Maybe she change when she started... Doing what she does with Y/n". "I didn't know Natasha was into girls". "You're not supposed to know. Nobody is supposed to know. It is a sin or something". "What if it was Agnes' doing?". "What thing?". "That she's dating Y/n".

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"ROGERS" NATASHA CALLED as she got closer to her. "Romanoff". "It's that my jacket?" She paused to look at Wanda. The staring of the assassin had made Wanda shift her position awkwardly as she came to a stop. "She's with us". Steve looked at her. "Still doesn't explain the jacket". Her gaze moved from Steve to Wanda, and the stare had made the Sokovian a nervous wreck.

She remembers that like it was yesterday. About two years had happened since she lost Pietro. And since she had become an Avenger herself. However, the Avengers were done over the year she was with them, and now she was running away from America and had gone back to her home country.

However, and many of the Team had thought this she was never left alone. In the beginning, it started with just visits. Natasha would constantly check with her to make sure she was fine. That she was still alive. And Wanda never minded. It was nice to know someone cared for her. But it all changed one night.

Wanda entered the apartment and left the groceries on the table. She turned on the light and opened the fridge to eat something before she started to fix the house. It was a mess. "One would think that you treat your guests better". Wanda almost had a heart attack when she heard her. She turned around and look at the girl that was smiling innocently on her couch. "Or you would at least acknowledge them".

"Y/n, what are you doing here?". "Can't visit my sister-in-law?" She smiled. Wanda squeezed her fist. "You're nothing of me, Y/n. Now get out of my house". "Is it yours tho?. I'm pretty sure your name is on the list of America's most wanted. A house to Your name?... Dangerous". "Like yours isn't".

"What's up with all the bad energy?" She moved closer to Wanda. "I thought you liked me". "Like you? Why would you ever think that?" Wanda frowned as she noticed the girl move closer and closer to her. She sits on the island chairs and relays on her elbows. "So all the looks you would give me when I was with your brother were not of jealousy?".

"You mean when you were fucking and killing my brother?". "Well, I knew I was good at sex, but I didn't know you would think I was good till the point of killing your brother". Wanda's eyes turned red and red strands surrounded a knife. In a matter of seconds, the knife was one centimetre from stabbing Y/n. But Wanda didn't stop the knife.

A layer of ice was between the knife and Y/n's skin, protecting her from it. "Get out of my house". "Relax Witchy. I'm not here to fight you. I'm here to ask you something". "And what is that?". "I can't stay in my place" She sighed. "My cover was blown. I just need to spend the night, tomorrow morning I'll leave and you don't have to see me again".

Wanda stared at her. Could she really find it in herself to let Y/n stay? Could she really allow her to go into her life once more? Of course, Wanda knew that Y/n staying with her, even if it was just a night, would mean so much more than that. Could she really be ready to let her in?

"Please? If it's for your girlfriend I'll explain". "What girlfriend?" She looked at Y/n confused. "Natasha". "Nat's not my girlfriend". "Really?". "What is with your questions?" She asked starting to put the groceries away. "We all thought you were something". "Who's we?". "The rest of the team! Stark even had a bet that sooner or later you were going to be so loud, you were going to blow your cover. Besides, you never seem to take that jacket off".

Wanda paused a second to see the jacket she was wearing. The same jacket Nat had bothered her with. The same jacket Pietro had thrown her way. "How do you know if I'm loud?" She raised her eyebrow. "Should we put it to the test?" Y/n smirked raising her eyebrows up and down really fast.

"If you even try to go in my room, I'll blast you out of the country" She threatened before leaving the kitchen. She closed the door and went to sleep. By three in the morning, Natasha was about to knock on the door but the moans could be heard from the beginning of the hallway. She smirked and opened the door instead of interrupting her.

She quickly wrote a note for Wanda and left the house. The Sokovians were only aware of the Russian's presence the next day, after reading the note. Needless to say, Natasha was glad she had found someone in their unstable time, and she was also glad she had finally had someone to get laid with. She also let her know she was going to let her keep the jacket.

Wanda didn't see her again until the black order had tried to kill Vision.

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"WANDA? ARE YOU okay?" Pietro asked. Wanda looked at him before she noticed their surroundings. They were out of the restaurant and apparently had walked almost to the house. There were still some kilometres left, but the centre of town was no longer in sight.

Not only she hadn't noticed they left the place, but also Pietro had been talking to William. "Maybe you fancy some water?" He asked worriedly. "No... No, I'm okay" She softly smiled. "Did you have a headache?" Pietro asked. Wanda shook her head.

"What was it then?". "A memory". "Is it common for you to remember stuff about your life?" William asked. She looked at him confused. "No, that wasn't... It wasn't my life". "Not this one. Your normal life".

Pietro and Wanda looked at him between confused and suspiciously. What was he talking about and why did he know that's not their lives? The twins looked at him up and down. While Pietro was trying to figure out who he really was, Wanda was having a hard time believing that she really knew him.

After all, he only seemed to care for Natasha.

"Strange?". William smiled.