AN: Enjoy!

Meanwhile, unbeknownst to any of them, Wanda and Pietro were still being watched by Killmonger, and a few other unsavoury associates, on the orders of Ulysses Klaue. They had quietly pursued the Maximoff twins back to Stark Tower, and had spent much of the Morning waiting for them to re-emerge. When Pietro reluctantly left on his errand for Stark, they followed, Killmonger frowning when the male Maximoff seemed only to be out buying donuts.

Killmonger frowned, his fragile patience wearing thin. Surely, their stake-out had to uncover more than Pietro going on a snack run. He needed more to take back to Klaue.

Something else was going on, and he was going to find out what it was.

Pietro, unaware that he had been followed, was now waiting in the long line at Tony's chosen Donut Shop, grumbling to himself. Pietro Maximoff was nobody's errand boy. Why the hell was everyone so worried about not hurting the stupid synthy-thing's feelings?

He didn't by the innocent amnesiac act, not one bit. Vision could be dangerous, and if he was, everyone was going to end up feeling very stupid for not listening to him. In fact, he had half a mind to march back right now to tear Tony Stark a new one, and drag his little sister back home, far away from her new pet murder-bot, where it was safe.

But.. Those donuts did look, and smell really good. Warm and soft, with a hint of cinnamon. So, while he was still annoyed with everyone for not listening to him when he was almost certainly right, Pietro lost any desire to leave without donuts. Dessert foods of any kind were a luxury that Wanda and Pietro very rarely allowed themselves, as if they had any hope of making it to the city in the sky while they were still young enough to enjoy it, then any and every spare cent they earned went straight into the Genosha fund. So, if he could treat himself on Stark's dime, he wasn't going to waste the opportunity.

Pietro waited in the long line, his stomach beginning to rumble, and when he reached the front, ordered a large box of donuts, handing over the money Stark had given him.

Unfortunately, as he exited the store with his order, taking a donut from the box and about to take a large bite, Killmonger, flanked by his fellow cronies, jumped from the roof of a nearby building.

"Hey there, Piety-Max" Killmonger snatched the donut from Pietro's hand.

"Erik" Pietro forced a smile, because Killmonger had been one of them, a scavenger, until Klaue had developed a liking for his mean-streak and taken him into his employ. "Long time no see. How is business?"

"A little slow" Killmonger took a bite of the donut, still speaking as he chewed, and Pietro cringed a little. "Klaue seems to think you and your sister stumbled on a big score and didn't let him know about it.. stash of Vibranium, maybe?"

"Yeah right" Pietro scoffed. "You really think we'd sit on vibranium if we'd found any? Klaue would give us a pay out big enough for half a ticket to Genosha!"

"That's a good point, bud, and I'd really like to believe you" He took another bite, "But I can't help but wonder.. We've seen you hanging around at Stark Tower a lot these past two days. You wouldn't have taken your haul to him instead, would you?"

"Of course not. Klaue has always been fair to us." This wasn't true at all, Klaue wasn't fair to anyone, but Pietro hoped he sounded convincing. "I am just running errands for Stark, for a bit of extra cash. A scavenger's earnings alone just aren't enough to get by these days, not when we're also saving for tickets to Genosha.."

"Speaking of 'we'" Killmonger finished the donut, grinning like a big cat that had cornered it's prey, "Where is your sweet-ass sister? I thought you two were inseparable. If she's alone, I can always drop by and check on.."

"No!" Pietro bristled at the thinly veiled threat. "No, there's no need for that. Wanda is, uh babysitting. For Stark's little girl, while her parents are busy."

Killmonger's grin faded. He knew Pietro was hiding something, he had to be, but as far as he could tell, there were no holes in the young scavenger's story.

"All right.. Guess I should let you be on your way then. But if I find out you've lied to me.."

"Of course not.. You can tell Klaue that Wanda and I will stop by later in the week, after our next scavenging session.."

Pietro walked away slowly, trying to be nonchalant, but as soon as he had turned the corner out of sight, he took off at a run.

The damn synthezoid was already causing trouble.

Meanwhile, back at Stark Tower, Wanda had eventually coaxed the nervous Vision out of his corner. Tony was currently examining the synthezoid to ensure that all his joints were operational after being reconnected, while Wanda waited close by, a comforting presence for her new friend.

"Well, everything seems to be in good working order.." Tony announced, moments before the frantic Pietro burst into the lab.

The sound startled Vision, but Wanda grabbed his hand, giving it a comforting squeeze, and was about to scold her brother, but he immediately cut her off.

"Don't start, Wanda!" He slammed the box of donuts onto Tony's desk. "We have to leave, now. Klaue has Killmonger and his cronies watching us, all because we didn't take this stupid vibranium laced thing" He pointed accusingly at Vision, "To him when we found it!"

"I am sorry if I have caused you any trouble" Vision murmured, and the nerves in his voice broke Wanda's heart.

"It's not your fault, Vision.." Wanda tried to reassure him.

"It's entirely his fault!" Pietro snapped. "If we'd just.."

"Easy, speedster" Tony stepped between them. "We all know what Klaue can be like when he smells money. Nobody in this room is at fault, unless someone is suggesting we hand a sentient being over to Klaue to be ripped apart for scrap metal, which I'm sure you're not.."

Pietro deflated, a little.

"I.. no, I'm not."

"Good" Tony grinned. "You and your sister can slip out the back way, not many people know it exists, so no-one will see you."

"Right" Pietro nodded. "Wanda, let's go."

"Okay.." Wanda reluctantly agreed. Vision seemed panicked at the prospect of her departure, so she gave his hand another comforting squeeze. "It's okay. I'll be back, I promise."

"You will not! Did you not hear anything I said? We're being watched!" Pietro yelled. "If Killmonger thinks I lied to him.."

"Chill, kid" Tony interrupted him. "Doors open both ways, you know."

"What?" Pietro frowned.

"I said no-one knows about the back door. You sneak out that way today, your sister sneaks back in that way Tomorrow. Easy."

"Thank you" Wanda grinned, hurrying out the door Tony indicated before Pietro could argue further.

Pietro groaned, following his sister.

As soon as Wanda had left, Vision felt horribly lost, and despite Tony's presence, very alone.

"Hey, you heard her. She'll be back" Tony flashed the synthezoid what he hoped was a comforting smile. "Now let's finish those diagnostics so we know you won't fall apart on us.."

"Yes.. alright."

As Tony continued his work, Vision repeated the words in his head, trying to comfort himself.

Wanda will be back. She will be back Tomorrow. She promised..