Wanda's point of view. Takes place on the same day as the last chapter.
"And that's what we came here for," I explained to Nat as I took a sip of my smoothie. She nodded and asked "Hey, what do you think about the situation?" "What situation?" I asked "The Pietro situation," she answered leaning over the table to wipe something near my mouth. "It's nice to think that he's still alive but why would he do all of it?" I responded as I tucked her hair back while she settled back into her seat.
"I have a theory, but you're not gonna like it," she declared, batting my hand away. "I think we have the same theory," I mumbled softly. "My theory is that HYDRA grabbed him up, I don't know how," She whispered as we started walking towards the exit.
"Grave robbers?" I offered as we walked down the corridor. She nodded and we continued the rest of the journey quietly. But started joking and teasing each other in the car, by the time we reached the tower we were laughing loudly and could barely keep our balance.
We walked into the dining room to a full course and a disappointed Tony stark staring at us. "Where are Steve and Bucky?" Nat asked as I took a seat next to Peter. "I'm pretty sure they're busy, fonduing," Rhodey answered as Peter burst into laughter.
"Rhodey's probably right but you two mind telling me when you two were going to tell me you were?" The billionaire questioned looking at us unhappily. In return, I turned my gaze to Peter, who sunk into his chair.
Like the mother hen he was, Tony immediately whispered "posture". Peter looked at him like he had just told him that he was pregnant. Tony immediately realized his mistake and turned as red as his suit.
I laughed, directing the attention back to me. "We were at the mall," Natasha spoke out just as Tony opened his mouth. He raised an eyebrow at her. She rolled her eyes and pulled out her phone. So did he, and after a few minutes they settled down next to us.
The food was really good and we enjoyed each other's company. We were almost done when the phone rang. Tony got up and made a shushing noise. The banter ceased as he picked up. We all turned towards him and his expression grew grave.
"Pete?" he called after a little bit. "I have to tell you something,"
A/N You know the drill.