Originally I was going to do a 30 day OTP challenge for Frank Castle and Maria Hill. However, since that couple's ship has a population of me, myself, and I, I decided to do it for Steve and Wanda instead. Most chapters will be anywhere from 300-1000 words, and maybe longer if I feel like it.

I hope you'll enjoy. Let me know what you thought!

Cliffhangers. Steve Rogers hated those. Or rather, being stuck on one. Not like this was his choice though.

After a devastating earthquake in China, the Avengers had been the first on the spot to assist with relief efforts. Steve had gone straight into the metaphorical fire, rescuing people that he found in need, and then signaled to Sam or Rhodey that it was time to play hero.

He'd just gotten out of a pagoda and directed the monks to the nearest drop off zone when the earth suddenly cracked in two again. Caught off guard, Steve was stuck on a ledge made of concrete just in front of the pagoda, with the other part of the quake going down at least a thousand feet below him.

Aftershocks. Steve also didn't like those either. Now he'd either have to wait for another Avenger to pick him up, or risk dropping to the debris below him.

He didn't have to wait very long to make a decision. Wanda Maximoff, dressed in her usual red attire, found him soon enough, and flew to his side. "You look like you could use some help," she said in her Slavic accent. "Grab my hand."

Steve shook his head. "Don't worry about me. Save the effort for those who really need it."

"Steve," she protested.

"Alright," he relinquished. "You promise me that you'll get back to saving these people and stop worrying about me, okay?"

"Okay." Her sweetheart was always one to put others above himself.

Steve first grabbed her hand with hers, and then her waist with the other hand, as he almost looked like he was holding her in midair. Of course, it was all Wanda and the power of levitation that kept the pair in flight, even though it looked like he was playing Superman.

Leave it to the woman with telekinesis to lazily use her powers.

Wanda and Steve set down in a grassy field not too far from the rescue operations were taking place. Clearly she didn't trust himself with his wellbeing, so he kissed her and reassured her that he was going to be just fine. How many of these rescue missions that they done already in the past few months? The number was maybe ten or so. And he'd gotten out of each and every one of them fine.

"True, but you weren't hanging off the edge for dear life," replied Wanda.

It took another minute of arguing, but finally she relented and the two of them went off the help the civilians in their own ways. Later, they'd discuss who was responsible for the safety of who from the comfort of a hotel room.