Author's Note: ❤️ this chapter will kill your feels. Hope you like it!! The song is Sirens by Cher Lloyd, because Save_Pietro_Maximoff recommended it and I agree with her that it describes Riletro 100%.

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(Third POV)

Pietro woke up slowly, his face buried in Riley's neck. She was still sleeping soundly, and he smiled against her skin. It was warm, making him very aware of how close they had been all night.

Memories flooded into his mind from the night they had. When they had kissed, something inside of him had awoken. As though even when he was brought back to life, a part was still gone. Now he was whole. It was like coming home or being born or suddenly finding an entire half of himself missing.

He'd barely breathed, and he'd done his best to be gentle, to make it as painless for her as possible. She'd still winced, and her eyes had gleamed with tears, but when he'd asked if she needed to stop, she just kissed him again. It was the only time he had been slow and been okay with it. He took it slow because it was important. She always would be.

Riley was so tired, she didn't even stir when Pietro left the bed. He decide on sweatpants and a sweatshirt after he left her warmth, before heading to his sister's room. His knuckles rapped gently on the door.

"P'yetro, I was sleeping." Wanda whined when she opened the door. Suddenly, her face lit up. "Last night! How was it?"

"Sister, is was indescribable. I am, how they say, head over heels." Pietro grinned, and Wanda jumped for joy.

"I am so happy for you both!" She exclaimed. "My two favorite people, together."

"I just wanted to be the first to tell you, Riley will probably explain in detail." Pietro smirked and hugged his sister. "I must get back to her."

"Go." Wanda commanded, pointing to the hallway. "Be with her."

(Riley's POV)

I woke up and felt for Pietro's warmth. His side of the bed was cold. "Pietro?" I call out, rubbing my eyes. Before I know it he is standing at my side of the bed.

"Good morning, my роза." He says quietly, kissing me quickly on the lips. I throw off my covers and wrap my arms around his neck. "How are you feeling?"

"Tired." I tell him, and for a second, concern flashes across his face. "Happier than ever, Pietro. Last night was amazing. You're amazing."

"You are not that bad, either." He jokes, before I kiss him again. "You are very happy this morning."

"Shut up, speedy." I laugh, blushing. My hand takes his and together we walk out of the room. "Carry me to breakfast?"

He nods before picking me up bridal style. When he starts walking slowly, I hit him playfully. "Oh, you mean speed to breakfast? I can do that." He chuckles and suddenly we're in the kitchen.

Bucky, Natasha, and Clint are sitting at the bar, and Steve is flipping pancakes. "Mm, smells amazing." I grin, inhaling the scent.

When all eyes fall on me, Clint raises an eyebrow while Natasha and Bucky grin. That's when I realize Pietro and I's fingers are laced together. I don't let go. "Good morning, Riley. How'd you sleep?" Bucky questions, trying not to laugh.

"How'd she sleep? Probably not at all!" Clint teases, causing Natasha to smack the back of his head. "What! It's true!"

"Considering you have three kids, I'm sure you didn't sleep much either, farm boy." When I say the nickname I came up with when I found out about his family, everyone oohs. "I think that my 'no sleep night' is way overdue."

Clint frowns and shakes his head. "We could all hear you." He mumbles.

"He's joking." Steve's face is red, whether from the cooking or the comment. "I slept soundly, thank you very much."

"Of course you did, when was the last time you took out the fossil?" Bucky mutters, and everyone but Steve hears it. My mouth drops open in shock but a laugh escapes.

"Training after breakfast, Riley?" Steve inquires, glancing at me and and Pietro. "Unless you have other plans."

I shake my head and squeeze Pietro's hand. "No, training sounds great." I reply, smiling.

"I think I'll join. It's time I get to kick someone's ass." Bucky points to me with a smirk, making me stick my tongue out at him. "I didn't get to finish last time."

That gets Pietro to stop fidgeting in place. He goes stock still and grips my hand like its the only thing keeping him together. I realize what hit home, and glare at Bucky. The assassin isn't looking until Natasha starts reprimanding him in Russian, so I drag Pietro from the kitchen for a moment.

"I should knock him off that chair and throw him out the window before he even knows what happened." Pietro growls softly, still not letting go of my hand. "I swear to God, if you were not standing there he would be gone."

"Sh, Pietro, he was kidding. It's over. That was the Winter Soldier, this is Bucky." I reassure him, but it does nothing. "I'm fine. I'm here, you saved me that day."

"He... He could've killed you. He hurt you. I-I wasn't fast enough." This wasn't about Bucky. This was about him thinking it was his fault. "Your neck was bruised. I should've gotten there fast enough."

Tears are welling up in his eyes, and before I can say anything he is sinking to his knees. He lays his head against my stomach and wraps his arms around my waist. My fingers weave through his hair as quiet sobs shake his body. I let him cry for a few minutes before I kneel down in front of him and cradle his face in my hands.

"You saved me. If you hadn't of been there, I wouldn't be here. It doesn't matter if you were fast enough, or if you got there before it happened. What matters is you got there. You were there to save me, and that is all I could ever want. Is for you to be there. Always."

That makes him finally look at me, and our lips connect in a soft kiss. "Thank you." He whispers against my mouth. I pull him to his feet and hug him tightly, burying my face in his chest.

"Hey Riley-" We both jump when Steve walks around the corner. "Oh, am I interrupting something?"

"Ready to go train?" I ask, holding in a laugh. He nods firmly, before walking past us quickly. "I'll se you later, speedy."

"Be careful, роза." Pietro grins and kisses my forehead. I wink and run off after Steve.

When we get to the training room, I change into a normal SHIELD suit, and some short boots. Bucky joins us soon, a frown etched on his face. "Riley-"

"It's fine. No need to apologize to me." I cut him off, shaking my head. "You should think about Pietro, though. He was really upset at himself, not angry at you."

He nods and gives me a weak smile. "I think I deserve for you to kick my ass."

"Even if you didn't, I still would beat you." I tease while Steve presses some buttons on the wall panel. "What today, Steve?"

"You have to dodge the guns while trying to take down each other. The guns are also indestructible, so can't destroy those." He replies, smiling. "Go get 'em, Riley."

Bucky looks between us and starts to say something, but I don't hear it over the sound of bullets flying past me. I weave and dodge the bullets to the best of my ability, and when Bucky gets hit, I realize they're red paintballs. "Steve?" I shout, looking to him for answers.

"You get hit with five paintballs or hit in a critical area, you lose!" He shouts back, crossing his arms. I bite my lip and dive behind a gun that doesn't move three hundred and sixty degrees.

My eyes scan around the room for any other safe areas, but I find nothing. When I peek around the corner, Bucky is having the same problem. Slowly, I stand up and scream in his direction. He clutches his head and falls to the ground, getting hit by two bullets. Three hits.

"Not fair!" Bucky exclaims, pointing at Steve. "No screaming!"

"All's fair in love and war, Barney!" I yell with a grin as I slide over the gun, making a wave and hitting him with it. Before it can disappear, I freeze it, locking him in place. Three bullets hit his face and neck, and suddenly they shut down. My hands shoot up in the air while I cheer. "Suck it, soldier!"

"You have powers, I don't!" He growls, struggling to free himself. I melt the water and let him catch himself.

"Now, for Bucky, we'll spar. No powers." Steve presses more buttons, making the guns disappear. "Since Bucky isn't special, he won't have a problem."

"You two are mean." Bucky mutters, pouting. I spray water at him, and giggle when he just sighs. "See what I mean?"

I ready myself for hand-to-hand combat, but honestly, I know I won't win. Bucky has a metal super arm! All I have is puny biceps that can't do squat. "Go easy on me, man. I don't have muscles."

"I don't have powers. Did you go easy on me? No." He smirks, before throwing the first punch. I easily dodge it by rolling to the side and swiping his legs out from underneath him. I grin in triumph, but it disappears when he grabs my ankle and flips me onto my stomach. My spine cries out in pain when I feel his knee against it, pinning me.

Instead of tapping out, I act like I'm in really bad pain. I force tears to roll down my cheeks, and I almost call out for Pietro to make it really convincing. When the pressure is removed from my back, I roll over and stick a hand out. Bucky grabs it to help, concern written on his face, but once I yank his arm, it's gone. My feet collide with his chest as I throw him over me, making a loud thud when he lands.

I pin his wrists to the ground and smirk. "I win, Barney."

"The fight isn't over till one of us taps out. It won't be me, Jensen." He growls, and before I can do anything, he's pulled me down to the ground with him. I'm very quickly put into an arm lock, and pretty soon, I'm tapping out. "Who wins now?"

"You." I snarl, shoving him off of me. "Fine, you are better than me without your powers. Big whoop. I'd like to see you go against Steven."

"Oh Steven has nothing to do with this." I throw my head back and laugh when Steve uses his own nickname in third person. "I think we're evenly matched."

"Evenly matched? I kicked your ass, need I remind you!" Bucky shouts, chuckling. "You're kidding yourself, bud."

"Alright, spar to prove yourselves. One of you is right, and one of you is wrong." I smirk before standing up from the ground. "You two have fun, but not too much fun."

I sprint over to the door and out of the training room. Immediately I hear the sound of fists hitting skin and a grin spreads across my face. Deciding on showering, I go to my room and sigh when I walk in.

Everywhere I look, I see memories of last night. When we arrived through the door, to when we got in bed. All the memories come flooding back.

I turn on the shower and let the hot water cloud the room, but it takes me awhile to actually get in. My body aches from training already. Thanks to those old farts, I'm going to be sore for the rest of the week.

A tune comes to my mind, and immediately I open my mouth and start singing. "What if our hard work ends in despair, what if the road won't take me there. Oh I wish for once, could stay gold. Could stay gold."

"What are you singing, роза?" Instantly I jump when I hear a Sokovian voice inside the bathroom with me. I regret it, because as soon as my feet land from my jump, they slip out from underneath me.

"Shit!" I exclaim, landing with my back against the wall. "Shit shit shit!"

"Riley, are you okay?" Pietro shouts, and starts to peel back the curtain. I grab it and yank it closed.

"Don't open the damn curtain." I snarl, gripping it tightly.

"I'm so sorry, роза. I should not have scared you." Pietro says. "This is my fault."

"It's fine, I'm just not used to people surprising me in the bathroom." I joke, regaining my balance. "Now, if you will hand me a towel, I'd like to get out now."

I shut off the water right as he hands me a warm towel. "I will be in the next room." He whispers, and I hear the door shut softly. Quickly, I dry off before wrapping the towel tightly around me.

"Pietro, it's not your fault." I say once I open the bathroom door. He's sitting on the edge of the bed with his hands covering his face. I stop in front of him and pull away his hands. "I am completely fine, okay? Nothing injured, nothing broken, I'm okay. Hey, look at me."

"I should have known better."

When his eyes meet mine, I smile. "You know, all I can think about is last night. How good it was. How happy I am now." I tell him, and a blush creeps onto his face. "You are everything to me, Pietro."

"You are my роза." He murmurs, pulling me down suddenly to straddle him. "You are my everything."

His lips meet mine in a passionate kiss, and fireworks go off in my stomach. Before I know it, he's rolled back onto the bed and flipped us so I'm underneath him.

"You are so beautiful, Riley." I just nod while his lips leave mine and create a trail down my jaw and neck. My mind becomes static as he unwraps the towel covering my body. With my eyes screwed shut I listen to all the sweet things he murmurs to me between kisses.

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I'm woken up by the feeling of icy cold water drenching me from the waist up. All I can hear is Pietro's Russian and someone's deep laughter. I wipe the water from my eyes to see the one and only, Bucky Dick Barnes. "You should've seen the look on your faces!" He howls, clutching his stomach.

I clutch the soaking wet sheet to my chest with one after realizing I still don't have any clothes on. My other hand removes all the water from the fabric and my body, I throw it at Bucky. I clench my fist, making the water freeze. "Dickwad." I growl, still holding the sheet. "Pietro, I am still... Um... not covered, could you rush our guest out of here?"

Pietro gives me a look of confusion, before his eyes travel down and up my body. A lightbulb goes off in his head, and soon Bucky has disappeared. "I didn't realize, роза, otherwise I would have acted sooner."

"It's okay, speedy. Nothing that I can't handle." I stick my tongue out before standing up. The sheet falls from my body, and I hear Pietro gasp quietly.

"Are you trying to make me lose control?" Pietro whispers, clenching and unclenching his jaw. I shake my head innocently and slowly walk over to my dresser. I know I'm torturing him as I get dressed teasingly. "Riley."

He trails off and I turn to him, standing in only my bra and underwear. "Yes?" His hands grip my waist tightly when his eyes meet mine.

"You drive me crazy."

My lips crash onto his as our limbs tangle together. We fall back onto the bed and I pull away. "What time is it?"

"Seven thirty. They might be expecting us for dinner." Pietro grumbles, shaking his head.

"Then let them expect. I can skip one dinner." I grin cheekily before straddling his waist. "Besides, your meal is already here."

His bright blue eyes get darker as he takes my appearance in. "I am very hungry." He mutters before he hooks his arms under my legs and hoist me to where my body is directly over his face.

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An alarm blares in my ears, jolting me awake. "Pietro." I panic, feeling for him. His side of the bed is cold. "Pietro!"

I throw off the covers and prepare to get dressed under the red lights flashing in my room. With Pietro nowhere to be found, I'm alone. God, why do I have to be alone with the sirens going off? Feeling for my suit that Tony had custom made, I bite my lip when I stub my toe.

The suit is a dark blue with white accents, perfect with my powers. "Pietro, where are you?" I mutter to myself as I zip up the back of it. The latex sticks well to my body, and when I lace up my brown boots and strap on my brown, fingerless gloves, I pull my hair up into a ponytail.

I sprint out my door and try to find the elevator. Of course it's not working. Time for the stairs. It's so dark, even with the red lights I can't see where I'm going. I have no idea who I've run into when I collide with someone. "Riley?"

Immediately I recognize Bucky's voice. "Bucky! Where's everyone? What's going on?" I question, feeling for his arm. I wrap mine around the cool metal and grip onto him tightly.

"Come on, the team is in the lab. We have power there." Bucky clutches my hand, helping me along. "I've got you, kid. I've got you."

I nod in the dark, and let him lead me. We go up the steps quickly, until we reach the floor holding the lab. Immediately, I see light and run towards it. "Роза! I was just about to come and find you!" A Sokovian voice exclaims, and suddenly I'm being wrapped up in Pietro's arms. I cling to him desperately and breathe in his scent to calm down.

"I ran into Bucky, I'm okay." I whisper, before looking up at him and giving him a peck on the lips. "I was so worried about you."

"And I you." He says, kissing my forehead.

"спаситель, thank goodness you are okay." Wanda rushes towards me and hugs me. "This is not good, maybe worse than last time."

That's when Steve comes in, fully geared up. "Magneto's attacked another city. We need to confront him now. Thor, Natasha, and Clint have already left to assess the damage. We leave in fifteen minutes. Be ready."

With that, he leaves. Bucky trails off behind him, leaving Wanda, Vision, Pietro, and I. Tony must be somewhere in the building. "Are we all ready?" Wanda asks, looking around. All four of us are already geared up. I nod to confirm and she returns the gesture. "Vision and I will be at the jet."

She grabs his hand and tugs him out the door, leaving me and Pietro. "Pietro, if this doesn't end well... No, I don't want to think about it. Everything will be fine. We can handle Magneto." I babble, but he places his hands on either side of my face and looks right into my eyes.

"Riley, stop. Listen to me." He murmurs. "Magneto is a dangerous man. With Ultron, he was a machine. Magneto is human, and it is obvious that he has no remorse or guilt. That makes him the most dangerous enemy of them all. I... I don't want you to fight today."

"Don't you dare. Don't call it a fight when you know it's a war. This is war, Pietro. Magneto is starting a war, can't you see? It won't just be one battle; it will be many. What's the price? What's the cost of the war? If you walk out that door, I'm going with you."

"I can't lose you, роза. I almost died, I can't let that happen to you."

"I'd fight till my legs were broken and my fists were bloody if that meant that we'd be together one more day. Don't fight for me, let me fight with you. You won't lose me, because I'll be right next to you, fighting to stay."

Suddenly, his lips are on mine. I feel his tongue brush across the roof of my mouth, and I tangle my fingers in his hair. The kiss takes my breath away, making my legs shake. It's so full of passion and care, that even after he's pulled away, it leaves me dazed. "Stay with me, Riley." His voice is so quiet, that I have to strain to hear it. I nod, but before I can walk away, he kisses my left cheek, then my right cheek, then my nose, and finally my forehead.

"Be careful." I say, my voice raspy. He laces his fingers with mine as we walk out the door, into the battle unknown.

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Author's Note: SO MANY SWEET RILETRO MOMENTS. They're so cute. How'd you guys like it? Too much Riletro? Not enough Riletro? Anything wrong? If there is just let me know in the comments! Love y'all! ❤️

Russian: спаситель
English: savior

Russian: роза
English: rose