-A few hours later-

It was well into the night at the Brotherhood Boarding House. Pietro's room was still except for a window that was slowly opening. When it became completely open a slender redhead floated into the room. She took a quick glance around before noticing a lump underneath the comforter.

"Pietro," she whispered as she floated toward the bed.

She slowly lowered herself until she could slide under the comforter as well. Getting comfortable she snaked an arm around Pietro's waist and began kissing the crook of his neck.

"If you're having that dream about that cashier again, I'm going to kill you."

Jean stopped her ministrations in shock. The comforter was quickly thrown to the floor revealing a rather confused and irate Wanda. Wanda and Jean shot up into a seated position now being able to face each other.

Upon seeing the redhead Wanda's features softened considerably, "Boobs, what are you doing here?" she asked barely above a whisper.

"I…" she said slowly, "I missed him."

"But are you going to be with him?" Wanda asked wrapping her arms around her knees, "Are you going to be his girlfriend? It's not enough to just miss him anymore."

Jean was taken aback, "Wanda, I think Pietro should be the first to know," she said with a small nod.

Wanda laid her head on her pillow, "Good luck with that," she said closing her eyes in a vain attempt to recapture her dreams.

"What do you mean?" Jean asked urgently, kneeling over the other woman.

Wanda signed and then turned to face the older woman, "He's gone," she said softly, "They're all gone."

A look of hurt crossed Jean's face, "Where…" she started before she was quickly cute off.

"Don't know," Wanda said with a shrug, "Some mission, they should be back tomorrow."

"Why…"

Wanda cut the redhead off again, "They don't need me to hold their hand every time they go do something stupid," she said stifling a yawn.

Jean nodded and turned to leave but her progress came to a halt when Wanda grabbed her by the arm.

"You can stay if you want," Wanda said with half closed eyes, "I don't… I don't like sleeping alone…"

Jean smiled softly and kicked off her shoes, "Just try to keep your hands above the waist," she said getting into bed with the other woman.

Wanda snaked an arm around Jean's stomach and pulled her in close, "No promises."

Jean pushed herself back into the younger woman as they both drifted off to sleep.

-The Next Morning-

Jean awoke to the sun gently cascading through the curtains. She tried to get up, but she was pulled back to the bed. She turned to see Wanda bury her face into the crook of her neck.

"Five more minutes," Wanda said refusing to open her eyes.

Jean closed his eyes, "I don't think he came home last night," she stated softly.

Wanda's eyes shot open, she removed herself from Jean, leapt out of bed and dashed out of the room.

Jean sat up in confusion but before she could get to her feet, Wanda was already back in the room.

"None of them are here," Wanda said, worry slipping into her voice.

Jean had only known Wanda for a brief time, but she still knew that little rattled her. Before she could say anything, a loud knock came at the front door. The two women exchanged a curious look before they ran to the disturbance.

Wanda threw open the door only to be met by two tall, thin handsome men in black fitted suits.

"It's not even my birthday," Wanda said pushing out her chest, putting her expansive cleavage on display, "Would you like to come inside?"

"You or the boarding house?" Jean asked with a scoff.

"First one and then the other," Wanda replied with a sly smirk.

"What about your brother?" Jean asked crossing her arms in annoyance.

"Fine…" Wanda said in frustration, she relaxed her chest, "Sorry girls."

"That's actually why we're here ma'am," one of the suits said.

"We're with S.H.I.E.L.D." the other suit said as they both produced badges.

Wanda and Jean examined the badges closely and then looked back at the men.

"Agent Steve and Agent Larry?" Wanda questioned, "Sounds made up."

"Yeah… It sounds like someone needed two generic names and settled on Larry and Steve," Jean added.

Agents Larry and Steve cleared their throats as they tucked their badges away.

Agent Steve turned to Wanda, "We have your brother and his friends in custody," he explained slowly regaining his composure.

"We have been instructed to escort you to their location, so that you may escort them home," Agent Larry said gesturing to the small sedan parked in the driveway.

Wanda eyed the sedan then looked back at the agents, "Because they're so stupid they might get lost on the way back?" she asked, crossing her arms.

"Your words, not mine ma'am," Agent Steve said as he began walking toward the door.

"Let me get changed," Wanda stated as she turned to face Jean, who had a curious look on her face, "I guess you can come too, I might need a pillow at some point," she poked the redhead in the boob.

-Five Minutes Later-

Jean sat in the backseat of the sedan with a mild look of annoyance on her face. Wanda made good on her promise and was indeed using her chest as a pillow as she slept.

"We just woke up…" Jean whined.

Agent Larry pulled a manilla folder from his briefcase and flipped it open, "According to her file…" he paused for a moment, "And I'm quoting her here, 'car rides make me sleepy.'"

"The Mighty Scarlett Witch…" Jean sighed out.

"Says here she also drools," Agent Larry continued.

At that exact moment, Jean felt her chest begin to moisten, "Lovely…"

-An Hour Later-

Pietro sat on a metal chair at a metal table. Across from him set two more metal chairs and behind the chairs was a mirror, most likely one-way glass. He stared into the mirrored surface, trying in vain to see any movement.

Finally, he crossed his arms and leaned back into his chair, "I want my phone call!" he called out to whoever would listen.

"Why? Everyone you know is in this building."

Pietro's gaze shot toward the door just as it was flung open revealing his two favorite women.

"Where have you been?" Jean asked barely above a whisper.

Pietro sped toward her, cradled her face in his hands and brought her in for a deep kiss.

He broke the kiss for air, "Hey Wanda," he said as he returned to the kiss.

"Hey," Wanda said looking around, "What did you and the Dream Team do this time?"

Pietro broke the kiss and turned to face his dear sister, "Nothing, we went down to the warehouse district to pick up a new TV," he was promptly cut off.

"Why?" Jean asked peeking an eyebrow in confusion.

"Because our TV doesn't show the color blue any more," Wanda said with a shrug.

"So, we're about to hand over the money when a bunch of S.H.I.E.L.D. agents show up to arrest the guy selling us the TV," he explained returning the shrug.

"But why did they arrest you?" Jean asked slowly.

"Oh, the X-Men showed up and got us arrested!" Pietro exclaimed in frustration.

"Where are the others?" Wanda asked turning toward the open door.

Pietro reached out and grabbed Jean's hand to follow Wanda.

As the trio emerged from the room, they ran into Agents Larry and Steve.

"Your meeting is about to start."