"You do me a great kindness, Wanda, when you so easily forget I am synthetic." A look into the growing friendship, and eventual romance, between Wanda and Vision. CW spoilers.
Drain You
Vision maneuvered swiftly through the air, carefully avoiding the falling debris of what remained of Novi Grad. He held tight to the limp woman in his arms as she peered down to the cratering city below.
He intended to drop her off at the nearest lifeboat before he spotted Clint, next to Pietro's body, and thought it best to take her there. Once he landed, the S.H..I.E.L.D. operatives and Sokovians alike gave him a wide berth. Wanda, who had been staring numbly at the patterns on Vision's throat, took no notice of where they were until he set her down.
Upon seeing Pietro's lifeless body on the floor, Wanda let loose a scream. Red kinetic energy rolled off her, physically pushing surrounding people back except Vision, who stood steadfast.
She rushed up to his body and cried, "How did this happen? How?" Pietro was the fastest being alive. No one could catch him. She gathered his head in her lap, and whispered to him in Sokovian. 'Brother, I am so sorry. Brother, please, no! Please don't go! Don't leave me!'
Vision looked to Clint for guidance. But the archer just shook his head. Reluctantly, Vision recalled there were still Ultron bots to hunt down.
"I've got her," Clint mouthed.
So, Vision took his leave.
Clint sat beside Wanda in silence as she sobbed into Pietro's chest. While he, himself, had lost teammates in the field before, during his time with S.H.I.E.L.D., he could not fathom her pain. Aside from his wife and children, the closet thing he had to a loved one was Natasha, and he couldn't bring himself to even imagine that.
Blocking out the com chatter as the other Avengers sought to destroy the city before it impacted Earth, she combed her hands through Pietro's hair and whispered a lullaby their mother sang to them as children.
Wanda continued to clutch her brother's body close as they began to board the helicarrier. She nearly obliterated the medical staff who attempted to put Pietro on a stretcher. Luckily, Clint clasped her shoulder and whispered. "Hey, it's okay. Let's get him off the floor."
She did not let them take him, however. Once boarded, she and Clint moved to a corner and he seated himself on some crates. Like a hawk, she watched over Pietro, glaring at anyone that dared glance at him.
"It is done," Vision spoke through the com. "The last of Ultron has been destroyed."
There was a sigh of relief throughout from the others.
"Alright," Stark spoke, "can I get a roll call? Cap?"
"Aboard and clear."
"Widow?"
"Helicarrier."
"Thor?"
"I am on the ship."
"Bruce?"
"He ... left." Natasha voiced.
"That party-pooper. Twins? Red? Speedy?"
Wanda did not respond. Instead she removed her com. But she heard Clint say aloud, "I've got Wanda. Pietro - he didn't make it."
Gazing down at Pietro, Wanda wished Vision hadn't saved her. Why couldn't he have just left her on that bus? She was already dead. Now all she wanted was to be with her brother again.