One-shot #1
Steve and Natasha sat on a couch in front of the fireplace. They were quiet, Ross had just left after letting them know about the Sokovia Accords. Wanda was in her room, still affected by what had happened in Lagos. Sam, Vision and Rhodey had gone their separate ways as had Tony after they'd discussed what Ross proposed.
"So, what are we going to do?" Natasha asked breaking the silence between them.
Steve looked at her, really seeing her for what first like the first time that afternoon, "I don't know. I thought you agreed with Stark."
"What he says makes sense. Steve you know the government is going to enforce whatever laws they want no matter what we think. Do you really want to go against this?"
"Nat, what do you want me to tell you? That I agree, that I'll sign that bloody paper? I don't think that's the solution, Nat."
The spy was about to respond when a scream was heard through the facility. The two of them didn't even think about it, knowing that Wanda was the one who was screaming. They ran to her room, uncaring of the fact that Wanda was more than capable of taking care of whatever might be threatening her.
Steve burst into her room, to find Wanda crying in the middle of her bed. Natasha moved swiftly to sit beside Wanda on the bed, her arms closing around the crying girl. Steve for his part swept the room for any threat and finding nothing moved to sit along with Nat on the bed next to Wanda.
"What's wrong malen'koye solnyshko?" Natasha asked her.
"Sorry," Wanda said through sobs, "I didn't mean to wake anyone."
"You didn't wake us, Wanda. We were still talking in the living room when we heard you. What's wrong?" He asked, smoothing his hand down her long hair.
"It was nothing, just a nightmare."
"Do you want to talk about it?"
Wanda shook her head, but answered anyway, "It was about Lagos. It was my fault."
The older Avengers looked at each other over the distraught girl's head, both hating to see her in tears.
"Wanda, look at me please," Steve said with a gentle voice. "What happened wasn't your fault. You didn't cause that explosion, Rumlow did that. You did your job, we saved people, true some still died but you prevented a worse outcome."
"Ross and the world don't seem to see it that way."
"Ross and the world don't know what it's like to do what we do. The government has an agenda and they want us to play into it, and we may have no other choice but to do that, just remember that what happened wasn't your fault. You didn't trigger the explosion, you tried to contain it. Rumlow is to blame, not you," Natasha told her softly.
Wanda hugged herself closer to Natasha and the spy tightened her arms around the 18 year old sorceress. Steve smiled at the two girls and covered them with a blanket before closing his arms around them both. Wanda fell asleep snuggled close to the two of them, lulled by the safety she felt there.
"They shouldn't be blaming her," Steve said.
Natasha sighed as she placed Wanda down on the pillows, "The world always blames us when things don't go the way they'd like them to go. This isn't the first time nor will it be the last."
"Yeah, well, maybe they should blame me too. I was there, I froze when Rumlow said Bucky's nameā¦"
"Steve, the world finds it easy to place blame when they weren't there. Like you told her, this was Rumlow's fault."
Steve smiled sadly at her, as he once again ran his hand through Wanda's long hair, "I'll stay here with her. You can go rest."
Natasha laughed softly at his chivalry, "Nonsense, we'll both stay."
"Nat you need to rest," Steve protested.
"And so do you, but neither of us will, knowing that she's having nightmares. So let's stay here."
Steve shook his head, but didn't protest. Instead he grabbed Natasha and moved them both to a recliner by Wanda's bed. There he sat with the spy on his lap and spent the night watching over the dreams of the two female Avengers thinking about what the Sokovia Accords could mean for the little family they'd all built ever since they first Assembled.
