She is sitting Indian style, her eyes closed. Her hands at her side. Currently above the building she is staying at. A lot has changed for her in the past year. Reconnecting with her father and finding out she had another brother was something she hadn't thought would occur. Along with having a one-night stand and having a child as the result.

She is standing by what would constitute as a window in the room that has been given her, on the space ship. "It is beautiful. The last time I was here, my team and I were unable to take in space's magnitude. You know you can come in, instead of standing in the doorway." The gush of wind is the only answer. "In your brief excursion away from the Xmen, I was told that in the world you came from that such sights were hard to come by. And that we were married."

"You don't have to worry; I would never hit on you. You love Crystalia too much. Besides our relationship has always been complicated. It seems that I am meant to always love you, but never truly have you. That being said, I would like to be your friend though." "If the stories that I have been told about you are true, then I could do worse." Before their conversation can continue, there is a knock on the door.

"Hello Wanda." Wanda is holding two trays, in each hand. "I thought you two would be hungry, so I brought food." "Thank you, Wanda. Why don't you get food and drink yourself and join us?" Rachel asks. "I am okay, thank you. I was going to explore the ship and check on your niece, while I was at it." Pietro is instantly by the trays, never willing to reject what his sister offers him.

The two eat in silence. For intergalactic fare that looks unappealing, it winds up not being bad. The problem comes when the two down the drinks. It doesn't matter that one houses a cosmic entity. And the other has the fastest metabolism known to man. The sensation is almost instantaneous. She gets up and tries to move forward. As she starts falling, he moves to catch here, but winds up smacking straight into the table anyway. Knocking her over in the process.


She slowly moves her hand, trying to overcome the fogginess of sleep. She turns over after realizing that someone else is in the bed with her. 'Oh, no'. upon seeing her companion. She is about to move and slowly get out of bed, so as not to disturb him, when his eyes open. Both shoot out of the bed at this point. He is already dressed as she is barely putting her clothes on. "I meant what I said, about wanting to be your friends. Whatever happened after what we drank has no merit. You don't have to stay to make me feel better."

"I'll stay. It may put us in an awkward position. And me in a difficult one, but surely you must know what kind of person I am? Surely, I am not so different from the Pietro you knew." "Actually, the time that we have been spending together. The two of you couldn't be more different. He was more patient and could stand still for long periods of time. Nor was he so serious. Though, despite last's nights apparent drugged hiccup, you are more loyal than he was. You have never strayed from Crystalia or ever thought about it."

"He cheated on you?!" "I would rather not discuss it. This is where our relationship has always been complicated. Do you remember anything after having our refreshments?" "Not really, it seemed like a hallucination, totally unreal." "Well, have a good day. I am going to go look for my father." She is almost out the door before sticking her head back in. "Oh, and before we drink anything again around the other, we should make sure what it is first."


"I need to ask you something." "Sure." "I wound up drinking something that left me black out disoriented. It left me in a compromising situation." "What did it look like?" Christopher asks. She tells him. He laughs as she stares at him. "You weren't supposed to drink that. You remember what it looks like?" "Yes." "Okay, stay away from it next time you see it. I will find out who served it in the first place. They know the properties and better to serve it to those who don't know about its composition."


He gently lays her on the operating table. Her father appears on the other side. "Here, bite down on this," Christopher instructs her. "Pietro, Rachel hold her down in case. Wanda, stay where you are." She is about to respond when the sudden pain rips through her. And continues for hours to the point that she is on the verge of exhaustion. Wanda backs away upon having a flash of a time that has passed upon hearing the child's first wail of outrage.

Pietro is by her side, knowing the cause for his sister's distress. Rachel reaches out and puts the memory away. Christopher is holding his grandchild, wiping the mucus and placenta off. Speaking quietly to them, attempting to placate them. Putting the infant on his daughter's chest, her arms come up, cradling the newborn.

"My second granddaughter. What are you going to name her?" "Katherine Magda." He goes and sits by her side. 'Thank you. Now if only Alex would get his act together and follow your and Scott's leads. He has more than dragged his feet with Lorna and having children.' 'All in due time, we will be okay. She is hungry, so privacy would be good. Besides, I need you to make sure Wanda is okay. Take Rachel with you as a precaution.'


She is sitting Indian style above the building she is staying at. "There you are, I have been looking for you." "What do you want, Storm?" "Nothing much, just your company. It took you long enough to join us." She moves from her position knowing that her desire for solitude will be ignored as long as he is around. "Well, being in space, showed me that even the slightest blood connection is important. I also needed a change of scenery after some things that occurred there."

"Well, Brimstone, we have a mission. Reed and the others are waiting for us," he tells her. The sky suddenly becomes dark. Followed by smoke and explosion in the distance. "What is that? But that is coming from…" "Go, I will tell the others, something came up. And if you need us let us know." She is flying through the air toward the location.


The mansion is in shambles and engulfed in flames. She reaches out pulling it in. 'No, no, no. This can't be happening!' The Avengers are standing, looking up at the confrontation between Dr. Strange and Wanda. She reaches out to see what her sister can see. "WAIT, NO, STOP!" But it is too late as Strange is shutting Wanda's mind down. She goes to reach for her; when Simon Williams eases Wanda's fall.

Before her and the rest of the time can come up with any concrete decision of how to handle what comes next for them and Wanda, he appears. "Give her to me…" "Erik, it may seem like too much to ask right now, but I am coming with you." 'Beast, tell the Fantastic Four, I am sorry. And that I enjoyed spending time with them." She, Pietro and Erik are gone the next moment; leaving Earth's Mightiest Heroes disillusioned and shattered at the destruction and discord, one of their own had caused.