''Wanda, wake up,'' his soothing voice pierced through her dream and brought her back to reality. She looked at him, standing near by her side, and then glanced around. They were in a ship. Stark's or Steve's? It took her bare moments to recall what had happened after their escape from Siberia. She remembered seeing the guards, and their bodies obeying every movement of her hands, as they fell unconscious to the floor. She remembered the euphoric feeling that she got when she was able to fully use her powers. She remembered Clint was missing. She remembered Wilson yelling at her, asking to know what was going on. Wilson-? She remembered the first guard that came to electrocute him, thinking that it was his doing. Vision getting in the way...
''Is Sam here?'' She said while looking around for him. She couldn't hurt him too...
''Wanda you need to take it easy. It was absolutely stunning what you did, but quite dangerous nonetheless.'' He said with a hint of sadness in his voice. He helped her get up, his left hand delicately holding her shoulder while the other hand reaching for hers. She looked at him and gave out a little smile. She liked his touch.
''I am not that delicate,'' she said in her strong accent, her eyebrows narrowing ''I am just worried that I might have hurt others more than enough''
''You did not'' he assured her, ''That's what I was there for.'' He stood silent for a while and she could see that he was hesitant to follow up with his words.
''Wanda, I am deeply sorry, for what happened at the airport, for what they did to you, for what this war between us did to you...'' she could feel that he was more than sincere. He was in pain whilst he was saying those words. She knew that even though it pained him to say them, he still wanted to speak them out loud rather than reaching his thoughts onto hers. ''...I cannot begin to fathom the pain you must've been through, and I am deeply sorry for that too. I...I feel a rather strange resentment and agitation towards those people, and towards everything that is happening...'' He said while pointing his hand to his chest, his eyes scanning around her and then locking into her eyes, ''I tried my best to hold back as much as I could, I could never hurt you...''
''Vision, its alright-'' she said while giving him a soft smile. She could sense his confusion and his struggle, something she identified for with him more than most. Wanda didn't like seeing him like this. She saw his features soften as she put her hand and touched his cheek. His eyes widened, and she knew she surprised him, but he didn't show any signs of refusal. ''I know you held back, I know it might've not been for my sake, but I am glad you did it.''Hearing that, he put his hand on hers and opened his mouth to speak, ''-I know you would've wiped the floor with them Vis, had it been for your real powers'' she continued in a soft chuckle, not giving him much time to speak.
''Hey guys wake up! We need to direct this to the new coordinates'' They both turned their heads towards Sam, who was standing in the pilot seat with his legs crossed and one of his arms across the seat. ''What?'' He said raising his arms, when the both of them looked at him.
''I am so glad I did not hurt you,'' spoke Wanda as she scanned his body telepathically. ''But what are we going to do now?'' she said walking towards him.
''Well, that guy,'' Sam said while standing up and pointing at Vision ''He is taking us to Stark.'' Wanda turned around to face Vision about the truth. Sam was telling the truth.
''Why are we going there again?'' she spoke her voice vexed and growing louder. ''You know I cant show my face in America! They will put me back to that hell prison...''
''I have a duty to mr. Stark, he will protect you-''
''He cannot protect his own self!'' said Sam, interrupting Vision and coming closer to both of them, ''No one listens to him anymore, he is either a puppet or dead by now. I know what he did. I know he went to find Cap, but he attacked them instead.'' Wilson turned to Wanda, his eyes impatiently trying to read her expression. ''He cannot be trusted Wanda, you know that right?''
Wanda felt her stomach twitch. She felt betrayed, but perplexed. Why would Vision do this? Why would he hand me over to them again? Why did he save me?
''You are not safe anywhere else.'' Vision spoke calmly ''I have entered every database that is available in the world's internet, and almost every country is either looking to capture you, or to kill you.'' His tone was chilling, but serious. ''I understand your issue with Mr. Stark, and I understand your skepticism towards what he has done so far, but you have no choice, for your own safety...'' in his latter words, he turned to Wanda, looking out for her response, his eyes following her every move, as she walked up and down the quarter.
''Vis, we cant go back there, and you know it'' she said as she stopped walking back and forth. ''They know we will have escaped from Siberia, and the first place they will look-''
''-Is the new Avengers Facility. I know that. I am aware of basic strategic counter actions'' Vision finished the sentence with his eyes set to the ground. Wanda followed his words attentively. ''I said this ship is going there. I never said you are.'' He looked at both of them. Sam moved uncomfortably, and stared at him, waiting for other answers, while Wanda had a feeling of relief across her face.
''Vision, what is happening? Tell me what is going on.'' Wanda went closer to him and tried to read his thoughts, but was surprised to find that he had blocked her out. She felt insulted at the thought. Why wouldn't he let her inside his mind anymore? Had he started to hate her telepathic probing too?
''I will be giving you one of the pods that the ship has on reserve,'' he followed, ignoring Wanda's question. ''As soon as you are both there you can put on the coordinates that I will give you.'' He started walking out of the quarters and towards the engine room, gesturing them to follow him. The corridor ended with a compressed door. Vision pressed the security code and opened the door to make room for Wanda and Sam to look at the pod. He approached the middle of the pod and pointed towards a set of buttons that were on the side of pilot's seat. Sam took notice, and traced his hands on the buttons while listening to Vision speak. ''Make sure to turn off any automatic tracing or pilot presence while flying, in order to cut all the ways they can follow you. If even one of them is on, you will be in Siberia in a matter of hours, or dead.'' he continued to say while looking at Sam, his face showing no emotion.
''You will leave as soon as I can get precise access to where Captain America is residing at the moment, it has been very difficult for me so far to locate him, but I will manage eventually.'' He turned to Wanda and looked at her in the eyes as he rested his hand on her shoulder, ''If I am correct, you will have to travel for about a day to get where Captain is, you will need rest if you want to be fully prepared for the journey'' he said to her before leaving the pod.
Wanda stood in the middle of the pod, thinking at to what made him change his attitude so fast. He was almost longing for her presence a minute earlier, before he turned his deadpan expression in his face. She still couldn't believe that he shut her out of his thoughts, just like that.
''So, you two are like a thing now, or what?'' She heard Sam speak behind her, knowing he had a questionable smirk on his face, interrupting her thoughts. Wanda turned around, clearly annoyed at his remark.
''We are close, it doesn't have to be everything like that'' she said waving her hand, her accent surfacing every time she expressed bitterness towards someone.
''Mhm, sure'' Sam continued to poke, ''Just don't get too close to the enemy, thats all''
''He is not the enemy, clearly!'' Wanda protested, her hand pointing at the pod where they were staying ''Why would he give us this, and the coordinates?'' she continued, her voice becoming louder.
''He owes us that. He couldn't find Clint and now he is guilty. Also he is with Stark. Do you really want to believe him? He's just his puppet-''
''He is no one's puppet! How could you say that?'' Wanda's eyes flickered as she clenched her fists. ''Do you realize that because of him we have a chance to live outside that prison?'' She didn't want to believe the words that had just left Sam's mouth. She ran out of the pod looking for Vision, finding him sitting near the pilot seat.
''Hey, why did you leave us?'' She said while approaching him slowly, trying to take a better glance at his face. He turned to her with a faint smile in his face.
''I cant see you're worried about me,'' he said slowly, ''Dont be, I know my way''
''I assume you are the perfect being then?'' Wanda came closer and let out a sigh when she saw the smile on his face.
''I am far from that, at least I believe so. It's true that I come from J.A.R.V.I.S, a synth-''
''Shut up about that.'' Wanda rolled her eyes while sitting on the armrest next to him. She hated the feeling that came to her when he compared himself to a robot. She hated how the world only saw him for that. She hated that even him would think that. She hated anyone that would make him less of what he was. ''I can see you breathe, feel, you are warm, I can sense when you are hurt, when things confuse you...'' She stopped for a moment looking down ''To me Vis, you are more alive than anyone I have ever met'' she muffled softly while looking at him. She felt her heart start beating faster, when he wouldn't leave her gaze either.
''Wanda...'' He spoke softly, his hand almost touching her face, but he never took his eyes off her. He opened his mouth to say something but stopped himself before the words reached his lips. '' I'm afraid we need to say goodbye soon. I have the coordinates. You should go.'' he uttered, calmly taking his hand back.
Seconds later Wilson showed himself at the quarters, having taken his suit and wings back. Wanda realized she might not see Vision for a long time after she would get into that pod. The coordinates he later gave them were pointing at a place in Africa, deep inside a jungle. She wasn't scared nor hesitant. She knew Vision wanted whats best for her. But somehow, strangely she found herself not wanting to get on the pod and disappear from the world. Her legs were doubting her decision. She didn't wanted to leave him. He is one of my best friends after all...He understands me, he knows how I feel or function...It all took place inside her. She did get on the pod and she hated having to speak the ''goodbye'' out of her mouth.
As Sam, sat on the pilot's seat, she went to seal the pod's door, to get the pod ready to fly away. She found herself strangely happy when she glimpsed at his shadow behind the glass window door. A wide smile went across her lips, as he stood there with his noble poise, mouthing the words she never thought she'd hear from him. She couldn't believe he had just spoken Sokovian to her. The goodbye in her mother tongue didn't mean goodbye forever. It meant they would meet again. Soon.
