Title: Surprise
Author: Sgt. Pepperony
Fandom: Avengers (MCU)
Rating: M for sexual activity and strong violence.
Pairing: Steve Rogers/Wanda Maximoff
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the MCU characters including Wanda and Pietro as they are being introduced in Avengers: Age of Ultron as well as being characters in the comics. THIS WAS WRITTEN BEFORE THE RELEASE OF CAPTAIN AMERICA: THE WINTER SOLIDER, AVENGERS: AGE OF ULTRON AND CAPTAIN AMERICA: CIVIL WAR
So, this was my first attempt at an Avengers fanfiction that was written at the end of 2013 that I based on rumours/spoilers for CA: TWS and A: AoU, and an idea I had for Cap 3. As we all know now this is kind of redundant and the films are way better than anything I had written. I was young, but I still like these for the nostalgia. As well I am trying to move some stories across to AO3. Can we just call it an AU?
Chapter One
April 2014
Steve Rogers returned back to his Washington D.C. apartment having been at the hospital where Nick Fury lay in a coma following an attack by an unknown assassin. The surgeons had no idea if he would make the night and the best that both he and Natasha Romanoff could do is get some sleep before attempting to find out who the assassin was.
Steve sat back on the couch only to hit what felt like legs and jumped up to find a young auburn-haired woman, asleep on his couch with a blanket around her. She stirred and woke up with her green eyes looking up at Steve's eyes.
"Who are you and how did you get into my apartment?" he asked with a hint of anger in his voice.
"Sorry, I – uh – um – I found – I found the key under – under the vase outside," she answered in a quiet Eastern European voice as she sat up. Steve realised that she was just as freaked out as he was so he calmed down and sat on the coffee table in front of the couch
"What is your name?"
"Wanda. Wanda Maximoff. You must be Steve Rogers," said Wanda.
"Okay, Wanda, why are you here?"
"I have been placed here under S.H.I.E.L.D orders."
"Wait, what?" Wanda gave Steve a letter that he opened and read carefully.
Commander Rogers,
This young woman, Wanda Maximoff, is under special S.H.I.E.L.D protection; however, in the circumstance that will not allow me to protect her, you will be her protector.
"You were under S.H.I.E.L.D protection?"
"Yeah. I – I fell in with some … bad people and … some bad things happened. I don't really know how best to explain it."
"Fine, you can stay here for a while. Where is your bag?" Wanda pointed to a small bag by the window and Steve raised his eyebrows. "That is all you have?"
"It's enough for a week and I like to travel light. I'm sort of a nomad. I also had some books that I need to use for my GED."
"Fair enough. I'll sort some bedding out for you. You do not mind sleeping on the couch?"
"No, it's very comfortable. Thanks Captain."
"No problem."
Later that night, Steve was woken by a small weight on his mattress and he saw Wanda looking straight at him.
"Wanda what is it?" he asked.
"I… I … I – um – had a – um – nightmare and I did not want to be on my own."
"Do you want to talk about it?"
"Not now. I just … I just needed to have someone near me."
"Okay. Just try to go to sleep."
-o-
The next morning, Steve woke up and found his arm around Wanda. He retraced his arm, not because he was a prude but because of the awkwardness of him touching a complete stranger. He could hear a knock on the front door and Steve got out of the bed, padded to the door where he found his neighbour, Kate, standing there with a smile to say hello.
"Um… Kate now isn't a good time," Steve said apologetically.
"Oh, right, I can come back later if you are busy."
"It's a work thing," Steve said with a smile.
"I'll see you later then."
"Yeah I'll see you later."
Steve closed the door as Kate began to move away; his face turned back to the bedroom where Wanda was standing and rubbing her eyes. This is the first time Steve had seen her stood up and she did look rather skinny. It was also the first time he had a proper look at her skin colour as he hadn't taken much notice the day before. Her skin looked a light olive colour, which gave her a very nice complexion. She asked, "Who was that?"
"Next door, I was supposed to help with something," he answered walking to the kitchen as Wanda followed him. "Coffee?"
"No thank you. So, why don't you ask her out on a date?"
"Too busy."
"Define busy."
"I'm still doing someone a favour."
"You mean me don't you?"
"Yeah. Not that you are a bother, it's just I was not expecting to have to keep an eye on you."
"Doesn't mean you cannot take time for yourself and your friend."
"She's just a neighbour. Can you get a cup from the cupboard?"
"Which one is it?"
"Top left hand corner." Wanda went to the cupboard and placed her hand on the handle only for her to fly backwards and land on the floor. Steve ran over to her and saw her on her back looking a little surprised. "Are you okay?"
"Ow," was the response.
"What happened?"
"I might … I have forgotten to mention that I have powers. Sometimes I touch something then it explodes. I'd check the cups more than me but I think the handle may have given me a static shock and it usually comes out when I am scared or hurt."
"What sort of powers?" Steve asked helping her up.
"I'm not sure what they are or how to define them but I have accidentally set things on fire before. I would say witchcraft, but I really do not know."
"Okay, now I see why you need protecting."
"It's not the only reason Captain. Trust me."