She woke up to the excruciating pain in her neck. Her eyes were suddenly opened as she screamed on top of her lung.

"Wanda! Wanda! Are you okay?!"

"What do you do to her?! God damn it!"

She heard her fellow teammates' worried voice, but with the pain she had to endure, she couldn't tell whose voice was it.

The electrocution was only for three seconds, but the pain was still there, haunting her. When she finally gathered herself up from the electrocution, she realized that she was in a small and plain containment with a see through thick glass to separate her from the outside world. She felt the shock collar sat tightly at her neck and she couldn't move, due to the straight jacket that keeping her still. She knew that they had to do this to her, to prevent her from using her power.

"Wanda? Please answer me. Are you okay? What did they do?" That voice. It seemed to belong to Clint.

"I'm fine." Her voice was faint. She knew. He also knew, that the answer was only an empty words. They were not fine. They were far from it. But, they didn't regret the action they chose. They were heroes. They were supposed to prevent any threats to humanity.

"Wanda, what did they do?" It was Sam.

"Nothing." She didn't want to explain. Other than she was tired from the pain, she didn't want her fellow teammates to feel sorry for her or worried about her. They had enough on their plate. Clint and Scott will miss their family and they will be on constant questioning if their family was safe. And Sam? He must be feeling guilty about what he did to Rhodey, even if it wasn't intended.

"Don't give up red! We're gonna get out of here in no time! Cap will come for us!" That nickname, it must be Scott. He was so positive about the situation and still keeps his joking side, that for a second there Wanda would believe his words.

Cap. Steve. Her last thought of him was she was trying to prevent a tower from collapsing into him and The Winter Soldier. She remembered that he was shouting her name when he saw Rhodey attacked her and trying to get back at where she was, but she knew that the mission was far more important that she didn't let him. After that, all she remembered was a blur.

Did he survive the mission?

Would he come for them?

Would he come for her?

"Now, now. Don't get too cocky about it, or you might as well feel the electricity run from your neck just like the little witch right there." The sound system rang through their cell.

"YOU WHAT?!" The three men shout in unison. Clearly, they wanted to get out of there and rescue her and kicked whosever ass for doing that to her.

"You're going to pay for this!"

"I'm gonna get you!"

"You punk!"

But that insults got them nowhere beside the electricity in her neck that went off again through every inch of her body. She screamed once again and fell to her side.

"There. If you tried as small as to insult me or maybe if I was too bored with you all, that witch is the one who will pay." Even when they couldn't see the face of the one whose speaking, they could imagine the smug expression from them. They didn't answer this time. They were afraid that one wrong move would make a never-ending misery for Wanda.

"Wanda, I'm so sorry for all of this."

"It's not your fault Clint."

"But I dragged you to this."

"Wrong. I chose to be here."

"But.."

"Clint, please." She cut him off with a stern voice. She didn't want him to blame himself over her own choice.

The days went by. She didn't know how many days had past. She stopped counting after day 10, because she was exhausted from the constant electricity that went through her entire body. Her lips were dry from dehydration and her cheekbones were sticking out from the lack of food she had. They were purposely made her weak, so she would stop trying to use her power and probably so she could die faster. But, she was a fighter. She had been experimented by HYDRA and this was just a game compared to what HYDRA did to her. When HYDRA captivated her, the source of her willingness to live was only Pietro, but now, she had so much more to live for. She had her Avenger's family.

"Hey Tic Tac, please stop singing!"

"What? I'm trying to light up the mood."

"With that voice, I think you put more darkness into it." Wanda smiled weakly at the bantering between her teammates. Even in this state, she appreciated what they had done for her. They kept her from thinking negatively and always tried their best to make her smile.

She gathered all her power to throw in some joke to them, but her eyes were suddenly fixed into the darkness in front of her. She was certain that she heard a thud from it and she was afraid of what was coming. Usually it came with a nonstop electrocution for a good minute, but she didn't know what she or her teammates did wrong. But then again, they usually didn't have a good reason to activate the shock collar.

THUD. THUD. THUD.

That sound again. Wanda was panicking, since the sound was getting closer and loud.

"Guys! Did you hear that?!"

"Yes!"

"What was that?"

Wanda just sat still at the floor, getting ready to face what was coming. She tried to summon her power, but she only got a weak ones. But it was better than not having one at all. She waited patiently for the electricity, but it never came. Instead, she was face with the clear blue eyes that she had missed so much. She was so happy to see them again, but she wasn't sure if it was real, or her mind was playing trick on her. But, even if that were the case, she would still be happy that at least she could imagine his features vividly.

As he came closer, she could see that those eyes were reflecting her condition. Tired and hurtful. He punched a button to open her cell door and walked in to get her. When he touched her arm to help her stood up, she knew that he was real.

"Steve.." She whispered his name shakily as she stood up close to his body, with his hands held her around her waist. She didn't mean to sound so weak, but her voice betrayed her.

"Yes, Wanda. It's me. Steve. I'm gonna get you out of here." She nodded. She couldn't mutter any more replies because she was overjoyed with the fact that she could see him again. Steve broke the shock collar and helped her get out of the straight jacket slowly, but after she get out of it, her legs gave up on her from not being use for a long time. Steve grabbed her suddenly to prevent her from collapsing and then he carried her in his arms, where she curved like a ball in there. She put her own arms around his neck to get closer to him. As she savored his scent, she felt safe and sound that she closed her eyes to a dreamless sleep. Something she had missed in the past few days.

The smell was nauseating. She hated the smell as she was reminded of her time in HYDRA's lab. Panicking that she was brought back to the same lab, she shot her eyes open and tried to sit up with heavy breathing. Her hands were at the ready with dimmed red twirls around them.

"Whoa, easy there Wanda." Wanda glanced to where the voice was coming from and she suddenly relaxed herself as she let go of her power.

"It's okay Wanda. You're okay now. You're safe. I'm here." Steve got up from his chair to hug her tightly enough, to make sure that she really was okay. He began to stroke her hair softly as she closed her eyes, getting lost in his affection. She felt safe. She felt that she was home again when she was in his arms, cuddled up to his chest, listening to his calming heartbeats.

"I'm so sorry, Wanda."

"Please don't." She pulled back slightly to look up at him. Their faces were close enough, that they could feel each other's breath.

"But because of me, everyone was suffering. Because of me, Clint and Scott would never see their family again. And because of me, Wanda, you had this.." He lowered his hand to her neck, slowly moved his thumb against the red mark that was quite visible.

"God, Wanda. Everything that they did to you.. I can't forgive myself. I just.. can't.." He placed his forehead against hers and she could see the tears came out from the corner of his eye. She closed her eyes as she put one of her hand at the back of his neck and the other hand into his soft blond hair.

"Steve.. don't do this to yourself, please. I'd rather take that electrocution any day than seeing you like this. Just like you say, I'm okay now.. I'm safe. I'm safe with you." She pulled back a few inches to see him properly as he opened his eyes. She wanted to make him understand so badly that she was truly okay, now that she was there with him. And knowing that he was okay too, made her more than okay. She was relieved.

"Wanda.. I honestly can't loose you." He stared hard at her green eyes, searching for that comfort he was looking for nowadays.

"You're not loosing me, Steve. I'm here and I'm not going anywhere. Not without you." She pulled him by his neck and their lips were about to touch each other's, when the sound of the medical room's door opening startled them, causing the both of them to break apart from their position.

"Wanda! You're awake!" Clint's voice echoed through the empty medical room. Now that she took in her surroundings, she couldn't believe her eyes that the medical room was huge. There were many beds available but she was the only one in it.

"This is a medical room, for God's sake Clint. Lowered your voice." She shook her head teasingly.

"I'm just extremely happy that my favorite little witch is finally woken up." He hugged her tight and she returned it. She didn't want to show it, but she was ecstatic to see him right there with her.

"Are you okay Clint? Where are Sam and Scott? Are they okay?" She asked him as she let go of him.

"Slow down kid, or you're going to pass out from that kind of excitement. I am okay now, knowing that you're awake. As for Sam and Scott.." He frowned.

"What? What about them? Tell me they're fine." She panicked. She really liked the two jokers. They could always put a smile on her.

"I'm messing with you. They're totally fine." He chuckled that earned him a death stare from her.

"They're in their room right now. They were here just before, but they both need rest as many normal living people do, unlike this stubborn captain right here. He never leave your side for one second." She turned her head to see him and for a minute there she swore she could see a slight pink covering his cheeks.

"Thank you, Steve." She said dearly. He was about to reply her, when Clint cut him off.

"Oh, you have to say more than that, considering it had been three days straight that he's here." Her eyes widened at the information and the slight pink that she was seeing on his cheeks, were now turning red.

"Is that true?" She asked looking at Steve. There was an urging tone to her voice.

"Wait, I've been unconscious for the last three days?!" The reality hit her like a truck. But she quickly realized that perhaps her body needed it, after the exhaustion and the lack of sleep from the raft.

"What did I miss?" She looked at Steve and Clint respectively.

"I'll fill you in later. Now, I'm here for a favor." Clint spoke as he turned his head at Steve.

"He wanted to see you about that thing." He seemed secretive about it and Wanda wanted to ask them what it was about, but from their expression, she knew that she wouldn't get any answers at that moment. Steve shifted in his place. He was torn about leaving her.

"It's okay, I'll take care of her. She'll be here when you're done." Clint assured him, but he still wouldn't budge from his place.

"He's right Steve. I'll be here." She looked at him softly. She wanted to hold his hand to assure him, but with Clint there, she didn't want him to think that they had something between them. Besides, she didn't even know herself about what was happening between them. They both know that they should have the talk, but the situations were always off.

"Okay then, I'll be going for a bit, but I'll be back as soon as possible, okay?" He looked at her, wanting so badly to touch her hair and hug her, but he couldn't for the same reason that she didn't hold his hand. She nodded slightly, and then he hesitantly leaving the room.

"Care to fill me in?" Wanda looked up at Clint, hoping that he would tell him everything, up to what he just discussed with Steve.

"Not now. You should rest." She was right. He didn't want him to know about the reason why Steve was leaving. She could look into his mind, but decided not to. Not because she had made a promise, but because she was far too weak to do that. Clearly the three days rest were not enough.

"Just one question before I go back to sleep. Where are we?" She realized that she never get that from Steve.

"Wakanda."