My very first fanfiction, so if you liked reading this… Please let me know! Also, since I'm Dutch and English is obviously not my native language, there might be some mistakes. If there are, let me know. Your feedback is very much appreciated!
By the way, this fanfic is rated T because there might be some sexy scenes further down the road ;)
The suitcase on Wanda's bed remained empty. Every time she tried to pack her clothes, her mind started to drift. It had been five months since she lost her brother Pietro and she could still feel the pain she felt when he sacrificed his life for that of Clint.
When they grew up, Pietro was the only one Wanda had. She knew she could always count on him, even in their darkest hours. And now? The one she loved most was gone. He was dead, left her in pain and he would never come back. She could feel the tears starting to pool behind her eyes.
'Miss Maximoff, we're about to leave in thirty minutes. Are you almost…' Vision phased through the wall to come get her, but stopped when he saw her tears. He didn't know what to do. He wanted to comfort her, but how do you comfort a human?
Wanda quickly wiped away her tears and stood up. 'I'm almost ready, just give me five more minutes.' she said and she threw some of her clothes in the suitcase.
'You were crying, miss Maximoff.' He placed his hand on her shoulder and Wanda sighed. Yes, she did cry. But Vision wouldn't understand, nobody would. She knew he meant well, but he just would't understand.
'I was.' Wanda could feel the tears start to pool behind her eyes again. 'Maybe I should just stay here, in the Tower.' The Avengers decided it was best if they all took a break and went on a little holiday. But to be honest, all Wanda wanted was to be left and alone.
Vision might not have emotions like humans do, but he could still feel her pain. He hated to see her this way. All the Avengers were worried about her, wanted to help, but she just wouldn't let anyone in.
'I think this holiday will serve you well, miss Maximoff. To relax a little, as the humans say.' A little smile formed around Wanda's lips. Hearing the word 'relax' out of Visions mouth just sounded so silly. 'And this holiday is not just for you. I believe it's good for all of us, don't you agree?'
'You're right, as always.' He constantly knew what she needed to hear, she thought to herself. And before she could think about it, Wanda took his hand in hers. Surprised by her action he looked in her eyes.
Then the intercom in Wanda's rooms started to creak and Tony's sarcastic voice beamed through the speakers. 'What is taking you so long, for Pete's sake. Are you two making out? I swear if you two are making out!'
Startled by the sudden interruption, Wanda snatched her hand away and quickly walked to the intercom. 'Vision is just helping me pack, we'll be right down.' And with that their moment was over.
In Tony's private jet Wanda was finally able to think about what happened earlier. Why did she take Visions hand? She knew she felt a strong bond, but that's because they both still struggled with their powers. And besides, it's so unlike her to just start grabbing someones hand. So why would she start doing it now?
Wanda tried to concentrate on the conversation Clint and Natasha were having, but she couldn't focus on what they were saying. She heard their voices, but the slight hum of Visions mind distracted her every time.
How beautiful the sky is. So blue and pure.
Vision seamed to be in his own little world, but looked up as soon as he felt Wanda's presence in his head. 'Miss Maximoff, do you need my assistance with something?'
His polite voice snapped Wanda right out of his mind. 'Did you feel that? I mean, could you feel it when I…' She was afraid to finish her sentence, what would her teammates think of her? Usually, people did not feel it when she entered their minds. But then again, Vision wasn't exactly a normal human being.
'I did. I suppose it feels a little like… like tickling.' That surprised Wanda. Did he even know what it felt like to be tickled? Vision seemed to read the surprise in her eyes. 'Not that I know what it feels like.'
'What are you weirdos getting on about?' Clint asked and Wanda could feel her cheeks getting warm. She quickly turned away her head, but Clint already noticed her reddening head. 'Having a telepathic date? Or some telepathic sexting maybe?'
'Sexting? I'm not familiar with the term "sexting". Although I do recognize the often used word for sexual intercourse, correct?' Questioningly Vision looked over to Wanda, if hoping for some sort of explanation. 'And for sexual intercourse one needs to be naked, which we both are not.'
A snort from Tony cut the tension. 'You're right, buddy. Thanks for explaining the basics of sex, really appreciated it, but Clint was being sarcastic.' Realization seemed to hit Vision and Wanda almost felt sorry for him. He never understands sarcasm. 'And if you look out of your right window you can see "Isle de Tony". So fasten your seatbelt, hold on to your drinks, because we are about to land.'