A/N: Hi everybody! I literally wrote this drabble in 15 minutes. I've always loved the idea of a friendship between Steve and Wanda. These characters are more alike than you may realize. I hope you enjoy this drabble as much as I do. Don't forget to leave a comment. Enjoy!

He's gone, she thought as she sat in front of her twin's grave that was right outside the Avengers Facility.

It was just after his funeral, and all of the Avengers had already left to go back inside the facility, except for Captain Rogers, as she liked to refer to him. He leaned against a nearby tree, understanding that she needed time with her late brother. Only a few weeks had passed since the tragic event in Sokovia, and her emotions were still raw. Steve would never pretend to understand what she was going through, but he does know what it is like to lose someone close to him. He lost his best friend, Bucky, only to learn that he was alive, seventy years later.

For hours, Wanda sat there, crying till there were no more tears, and Steve still stood there waiting. It began to rain, but Wanda stayed. Twenty minutes after the rain started to drop, Steve silently walked towards the Scarlet Witch. He knew if she stayed there any longer, she would get sick.

As not to startle her, he slowly placed his hand on her shoulder. "Wanda."

He crouched down next to her, "It's time to go."

Suddenly, she turned around and flung herself into his arms, her face buried in the crook of his neck. Both of the heroes sat there, Steve holding her as she sobbed. They had both forgotten the rain that continued to pour down on them. The harder she cried, the tighter his arm would hold her.

Inside, Clint and Sam began to worry, for Wanda and Steve hadn't returned. Clint and Sam walked outside with some of the others following behind them. They were all met with a surprising scene. Wanda was curled up in Steve's arms, crying as he silently comforted her. Both of them were soaked by the rain, but neither cared. Though they were all saddened by her tear-stained face, the Avengers smiled, for the two broken individuals had each found someone that would fix their wounded hearts.