Birthdays & Deathdays

In which the Avengers realize the Scarlet Witch has a wound that will never heal, but they'll be there to make it better. AKA ScarletVision fluff

Categories: Hurt/Comfort ; Fluff ; Romance

Everyone noticed it. They all saw Vision in sudden pain (something quite rare). He'd wince every now and then and touch the mind stone a few times. He'd get teary-eyed for no good reason. Everyone noticed it. No one brought it up.

Steve, Clint, Natasha, Peter, and Vision were in the common room having breakfast after their loooong mission (everyone else was on a different mission), when Natasha noticed someone missing, "Where's Wanda?"

"In our room," Vision replied, looking up from his book.

"Someone should call her down to eat," Steve said.

"I wi-" Vision got cut off as he quickly grabbed his head doubling over in pain. Water somehow streamed out of his eyes.

"Dude, I didn't even know Vision could cry! It should be scientifically imp-" Peter started to ramble until he noticed the look everyone gave him. "Sorry."

"Are you alright?" Hawkeye helped Vision up.

"I am fine. I was just calling Wanda, it just got out of hand. She has told me for us to not look concerned when she comes down," Vision replied as he grabbed his book from the ground.

When Wanda came down everyone immediately disobeyed Vision's orders. Wanda had puffy eyes and messed up hair. Her eye bags were as large as the Grand Canyon (a/n a weird simile but just go with it).

Everyone was about to get up to comfort her but Vision beat them to it. He quickly embraced Wanda and shielded her from everyone else.

"It feels cold," Wanda mumbled.

"It's alright Wanda. Just focus on me. You can focus on my mind whenever you want," Vision spoke softly as the mind stone began to glow on his forehead. Wanda started to doze off in his arms. When she did Vision gently laid her on the couch.

Vision quickly went to make tea for everyone. Then…

Snap (a/n lol sorry)

It dawned on Clint, "What's today?"

"March 10. Why?" Natasha replied.

Cling covered his face with his hands, "Oh no. That's why."

"That's why what?" Steve asked.

"March 10 is Wanda's birthday," Clint replied.

"Soooooo..." Peter said awkwardly.

"It was also supposed to be Pietro's," Natasha finally got it.

"Wanda's twin," Peter realized as well. He heard from Clint and Wanda (if she was up to it) the story of Quicksilver.

"Yes. I am afraid Mr. Maximoff's death still haunts Wanda to this day," Vision entered the room, placing a mug full of tea next to Wanda's sleeping body.

They all stared solemnly at Wanda until she started to scrunch her face in her sleep. Rings of red dispersed from her as random items in the room started floating with quick jolts of earthquakes coming after.

"What was that?" Steve asked.

"Wanda," Vision soon started to elaborate after embracing the sleeping Avenger. "Her powers fluctuate during this time."

"Is that why you've been acting off lately?" Clint interrogated.

"I am afraid so. Wanda and I have a mental connection and every once and a while we can feel what the other feels. Whether it is good or bad."

"And you've dealt with that every birthday of hers?" Steve asked concerned.

"Well, yes for the past four years and the occasional night terrors. There is, of course, the actual death day as well," Vision replied unfazed by all of the questions.

"Is it usually this bad?" Peter spoke after another round of floating and earthquakes.

"It is usually worse," Vision said truthfully. "I can tell she feels safer here. She's back with everyone… back with her family and is home."

Clint whistled, "You're a good guy Vision. Thanks for taking care of her these past years while she was on the run."

"I try."

When everyone left Vision thought, "They're gone now."

"Thank you Vision," Wanda said softly in his mind.

"We're all here for you," Vision said out loud. "Perhaps it will not heal but it can surely get better."

"Yeah, I think so too," Wanda whispered.

For once, it did go better. They wouldn't have a big party for Wanda's birthday (surprisingly to Tony's understanding), but it was better. They brought her gifts to her surprise and joy. She'd always say, "You didn't have to." They would all do it no matter what. The celebration wasn't big but it was the most Wanda-esc celebration and to her sad joy, they played all of her childhood games she'd play with Pietro.

No one remembers what birthday it was but right before Wanda blew out the candles she looked at Vision, "It did get better."

Wanda didn't make a wish for her self that day because when she would open her eyes after blowing out the candle she knew. She had everything she needed.

A/N: Sorry I haven't updated in a few days. I might only update on the weekends now until school ends. I also had writers block until I realized I needed to write some hurt/comfort and family oneshots. Not to mention Wanda and Vision's possible mental link?! It's so untouched territory and there needs to be more fanfics on it!

So you may or may not see one Loki themed coming soon ;) Anyways leave a follow and a review if you have a suggestion for a oneshot! I'll see if I can write anything based off it. Until next time... byeeeee