Hello. Back for chapter number 8. Sorry for the wait. This chapter deals wih three of Wanda's relationships. Clint Xander and ughh Vision. but i have too since thi follows the MCU. Also will anyone be willing to do a cover for this story. PM me if you can.

but for now enjoy the story.

The words were spoken as if from a weak timid child, so unlike the Wanda Maximoff that Clint was familiar with, but he was completely unable to register that because he was still shell shocked from the fact his teenaged partner had just referred to him as "dad" the word echoed in his head like a spell enchanting him and freezing him in place. Dad. Only 2 people in the world thus far ever called him dad and even then it was "daddy" due to his children's age. The third person he ever expected to call him as such was definitely not the teenage girl sitting beside him on the quinjet looking like her world was about to fall apart if he so much as revolted the idea. Yet he couldn't help himself from letting out a slight gasped and looking at Wanda in disbelief. "Dad?" he blurted out involuntarily only to realize his mistake when Wanda flinched and much to his horror placed her head in her hands and began to cry like a baby.

Reacting purely on instinct after that Clint unbuckled his seatbelt and gather Wanda in his arms letting her cry her heart out until she could let out no ore tears and her body just continued to shudder from the sobs that racked her body. Thankfully the poor girl didn't fight his embrace, instead just melting into his chest. At that moment he didn't care anymore. What Wanda was thinking or if it was a bad thing or not. The only thing he cared about was making sure that Wanda got herself under control, regardless of anything else. Besides would it really be a bad thing? He wasn't sure to be honest but an explanation would help him feel better and leave him without any questions hopefully. He looked down at Wanda remembering that he had kissed the top of her head the night she met Xander. It had just been instinct that made him do that, like he would have with his children.

Was it possible that there was this familial bond between them? Was that why he was so protective of the Maximoffs during the Ultron offensive. Even he had to admit that he felt something like that when he had pep talked Wanda into becoming an Avenger and even when Pietro mocked him he felt like he was an annoying son more than anything else, if not little brother. But this pretty much sealed the deal. Wanda definitely hadn't said anything else he had heard it clear as day. "I don't want you to leave dad."

He saw Wanda as a daughter. And right now she needed him. The captain and the others could wait. Right now he and Wanda needed to have a little chat so that they could get to the bottom of this matter. He could wait as long as he needed for Wanda was still crying in his arms, though not as heavily as before. It reminded him of the time he held her when she had her nightmare that first night. Was that when Wanda started to see him as a father, or was it before that?

On the other hand, Wanda was slightly mortified by what she had just said. She couldn't believe that her brain and mouth failed her and "dad" slipped out of said mouth when referring to Clint. She knew that he reminded her of her long dead father but she never wanted to call him dad to his face since she doubted that he would accept it. So why had she done it? The quick answer was simple; because she felt alone with Xander gone and the days she spent with Clint were some of the best days of her life because she felt like she was apart of a family again and she didn't want to leave it. It was bad enough getting on the quinjet but now that Clint was going to leave within minutes from now (even if he spoke to Steve about her current mental state or anything else hat the two might deem important to talk about that was still going to be barely enough time for Wanda to adjust to Clint leaving again.

It wasn't that she didn't think less of her comrades here at the compound, but unlike Clint she lacked the close bond with them to consider them family, at least at the moment. The closest she could think of was Natasha who was like an older sister to her since they did a lot of things that sisters would do together, such as shopping. Plus as the only other female of the group, Wanda was certain that she could speak to Natasha about certain subjects that she wouldn't feel comfortable talking about with the boys. That being said she was aware of close bond between Clint and Natasha. The two were the best of friends even in the most trying of times and the kids even referred to her as Aunty Nat. did that make Natasha her aunt? If Wanda was in a better moo she might have snickered at the idea of calling Natasha "Aunt Natasha" which would likely cause the former assassin to look at Wanda in a whole new light, but as it was Wanda was just to upset to consider thinking about that. Besides she was going to have to explain to Clint why she had just referred to him as dad without any warning,

God this was going to be a nightmare to deal with. Maybe she should hex Clint's mind and make him forget what he just heard? It would save herself the headache of any explanation, but unfortunately her morals ruled out that possibility since there was no reason to hex him and that would cause more trouble than it was worth, considering the last time she tried, he would see it coming anyway.

She continued to cry in Clint's arms, the tears and shakes lessening with each passing second, taking deep breathes to ease her diaphragm back to normal. In. out. In. out. She could feel herself calming down until everything stopped and aside from some traces of tear left and sniffles, Wanda felt much calmer than she did before. using that, she pulled away from Clint looking at him in the eyes with a sad smile on her face.

I-I-m sorry Clint." She said with a warble in her voice "I don't know what came over me." She said failing to sound convincing enough to get Clint to drop the subject before the situation got any worse. Naturally this wouldn't have worked anyway considering the bombshell was little a more pressing than accidental name-calling. So Wanda's hopes were dashed when Clint gave her a slightly disapproving look and let go of her backing up a little to give Wanda some room so she could gather her wits about the situation and explain herself, even though he already knew the answer

If anything the look that he was giving Wanda made her feel suspiciously like a small child again and she clasped her hands together and returned to her previous position of looking at her lap she really didn't want to have this conversation but she was the one to open the door so there was no way that she was going to be able to shut it with Clint firmly standing in the doorway. She heaved a small sigh and bit her lip trying to stop the tears from brimming in her eyes at the mere tough of calling Clint her father again "I-Its just- Just that you remind me of my…. father." She said struggling to get the words out. "I remember when I was a child, he used to work as a nuclear Laboratory technician at a plant in Sokovia" she couldn't believe that she was telling him this, it was the first time she had spoken about her parents o anyone on the team, not counting Pietro recounting the events of their deaths nearly a decade ago to Ultron. How she was trying not to cry just thinking about it. "Every day after work he'd come home and Pietro and I would just run into his arms and greet him. he'd give Pietro a pat on the head and me a kiss on the head." Clint smiled softly realizing that was a small reference to the fact he did the same to his kids, not to mention the kiss he gave to Wanda only a few days ago. it seemed he was more like her father than he thought.

"He'd then greet my mother, who was a Romani traveler give her a kiss and we'd all sit down for dinner, since my mom would pick us up from school and cook us dinner with anything we had." That had been the highlight of their time as children Wanda's family didn't have much; they could barely afford school and supplies as it was, but her father had been adamant that the twins got a decent education and tried his best to make sure the twins and his wife were comfortable. Of course that all changed after their deaths and Wanda was forced to survive by stealing and hiding in any abandoned buildings; which were practically at a surplus in Sokovia. "Being with you was like that, and because of all of that and what you have done for me, I can't help but think of you as a father." She said her voice thick with emotion, as if Clint rejecting her would break her heart.

Clint watched the poor girls lip quiver with sadness seconds away from having her heartbreak and a small tender smile touched his lips at Wanda's words. He reached forward and placed a hand on her shoulder, before pulling her close and wrapping his arms around her like a father would his daughter, taking a moment to kiss the top of her head soothingly. "Kid, if that's what you want, nothing would make me happier than to see you part of a family; my family."

Wanda choked on her tears as they began pouring out from Clint's declaration and she openly began sobbing once more, this time with tears of joy. Clint held her in his arms once more grinning like a maniac despite himself as Wanda cried before she pulled away, wiping the remains of her tears though a smile was permanently plastered on her lips. "Thank you…. dad" she said her voice barely above a whisper, blushing slightly at the referral. Before Clint could respond however the radio crackled to life within the quinjet and Natasha's voice could be heard over the comlink "Clint are you liv in here? We've been waiting for the past few minutes for you two to come out. Don't make me come in there to get you two out." She joked causing Clint to chuckle as he turned to the console and activated the like on his end "hold your hoes Natasha me and Wanda were just having a little conversation. We'll be out in a bit." He said before looking at Wanda with a warm smile. "Ready kid." He said.

Wanda returned the smile, nodding as she stood up "Yes dad." She said.

The two exited the quinjet together with Wanda's bags in tow. Waiting for them outside the quinjet was the Captain himself Steve Rogers. Always one to check up on his friends.

Clint Wanda! How was your little vacation?" he asked politely "therapeutic I hope." He said looking between the archer and the witch. Clint and Wanda just exchanged sly glances, before the young woman looked at the Captain "I think it was exactly what I needed" she said with a sincere smile on her face. "Clint's even promised m that I can go back whenever I have time, but I'm eager to start my training." She said

Steve nodded "I expected as much from you Wanda; you've done well with your basic training but you still have much to learn, that is why as soon as you are ready you and Vision are going to have your first paring match. You think you can handle fighting your friend?" he asked with a teasing grin.

Wanda's eyes widened certainly not expecting that response from Steve. The first few days that she had been training before her vacation were spent trying to get a better grip on her powers, which even though she had a good grasp of them during her time with HYDRA and used them efficiently during the Ultron offensive still needed to be practiced with but this was the first time that she would be fighting against a teammate let alone one as skilled as the Vision; despite his naivety, he was among the more powerful members of the team, what with the mind stone that he had embedded in his forehead. Thor himself had stated with it on their side they would have one of the most powerful objects in the universe at their disposal. She had seen the power Vision wielded first hand and it made him a brutal opponent. So to fight it was definitely a bit worrisome. Not to mention, despite their short time as teammates, Wanda had to admit that she was a bit fond of the Vision and she honestly didn't want to harm him either. but it wasn't like she had a choice since she was one of the few that could stand up to him to begin with, and she would possibly fight beings with similar strengths so it would make for good practice. But that didn't mean she wanted to hurt her friend, even if it was just by accident. However she didn't want to seem unsure of herself in front of the Captain, especially after her heart to heart with Clint so instead she said "Let me just put my bags in my room and_" Steve cut her off "Ill take them little lady" he said gently grabbing the bags from Wanda "Vision is waiting for you in training room 3. Natasha is there to supervise the session, Ill be along after dropping these off." He said before leaving the duo to themselves.

Wanda turned to Clint a smile on her face now that they were alone. She smiled brightly and said, "I'm going to miss you…. Dad." She said shyly. Clint returned the smile before hugging Wanda "Don't worry kid, I'll see you around soon. In the meantime just work your hardest ok?" he asked before releasing Wanda. Oh before I forget!" he said his eyes lighting up as he realized something. He reached into his pocket and pulled out two items. Wanda recognized them as a set of keys and her eyes widened realizing that Clint was handing her the keys to the motorcycle that they had practiced with "Is that?" she asked unable to believe it.

Clint nodded "the quinjet will stay here; you'll have the bike at your disposal. ill take my own ride back to the farm. So you'll have plenty of time to practice driving the bike" he said with a wink.

However Wanda didn't recognize the other item, a small red device with what looked like a screen on it. she had seen in used in the higher ends of Sokovia but never knew what it was.

Clint must have noticed her confusion for he began explaining. "I had Laura buy this for you so you can contact us whenever you need to. It's a cell phone. Had mine and Laura's number's programed in it already so you can contact us whenever you want. I also left some instructions in it so you can read on how to use the phone properly." He said with a wink

Wanda took the items gratitude in her eyes "thank you… dad" she said before giving him another hug. To Clint's surprise she then leaned forward and pecked his cheek, causing the older man to smile, before Wanda let go and said "see you soon. Before running off to meet Vision and Natasha, leaving Clint to shake his head "You'd be proud of her Pietro" he mumbled to himself before heading to his personal vehicle to head back home.

After leaving Clint in the hangar and Steve to drop her stuff in her personal room, Wanda made her way to the training room, passing by the familiar corridors that made up the Avengers new headquarters. Admittedly after spending time at the Barton homestead it didn't feel so much as a home at it did a base of operations but she was going to live here long term as it was really the only place she had that was within walking distance until she decided to move out and live her own life. Not that she was complaining. She may not have her family here but she sure had her friends and that was definitely something she couldn't live without either. Strangely enough though it seemed rather empty as well. There was no noise from the boys in the living room or people walking along the halls except her. Which was just fine for her since it gave her time to reflect on everything that happened while she was away, most notably her relationship with Xander and how angry she was at him for leaving her behind and not explaining where he had gone.

Had she done something wrong? No, she remembered that he had mentioned a spark between them meaning that he had to have been glad to have met her. So why all the secrecy? He could have at least let her now where he would be going to pursue his dreams. Or was it that doing so would have been too hard for him to say if it meant never seeing Wanda again if he indeed liked her. That at the very least gave Wanda a sense of hope that he was considerate enough to spare her feelings if that was indeed the case, but she only wished… she only wished that she was able to tell him how she felt if she knew that he was going to leave. Her cheeks heated up at the thought, but she shook the blush away not wanting anyone to see that because the last thing she needed was the news that she had a crush leaking out among the other Avengers. Clint swore he wouldn't tell anybody or Wanda would hex him for the betrayal, so she didn't have to worry about anyone finding out here unless she told them herself. That was something she definitely didn't want to do.

Besides she knew that he lived not far from the Barton's so there was a chance that maybe next time she visited them, that she could see Xander again and finally get to apologize to him about their first date. A small smile reached her face at the thought and her heart warmed. There was always that chance and Wanda couldn't wait for it.

Unfortunately Wanda was rudely pulled away from her musings by a familiar voice, and possibly the one person that she didn't want to see with that stupid grin on her face.

Natasha Romanoff, who was currently looking at the Sokovian quizzically. Trapped in her own little world Wanda had failed to realize that she had actually made her way to the area outside the training rooms, where Natasha and Vision were waiting for her. "What are you so happy about?" she asked Wanda. Crap Wanda did not need to explain this right now. or ever in her opinion so instead she just shrugged and said "Just happy. I hear you and Vision have been waiting for me?" she asked trying to change the subject.

Thankfully Natasha nodded and said "come along then, we will begin immediately" she said before entering the training room, Wanda trailing behind her. Wanda had only been in this room a few times during her initial training with the others and it still had that faint new room smell, causing her nose to crinkle slightly. It wasn't unpleasant but she still wasn't used to it at all. Oh well, she was going to have to deal with it since it was the only place with enough room to train after all. Slipping off her favorite jacket and handing it to Natasha for safe keeping Wanda made her way to the center o one of the training rings where she found Vision already waiting there. Wanda bit her lip still slightly intrigued by the Vision much like she had been during his creation. She wasn't sure what it was about him that unnerved her. She looked inside his mind and saw annihilation back when he was still a part of Ultron and she felt afraid to look inside his mind ever since even though he offered her the chance to do so, but Wanda didn't like using her powers in such a trivial way especially with those she considered her friends. But what unnerved Wanda about it was that Vision was very polite and cordial like a gentleman, so unlike the nature of the stone that gave him life. The same stone that gave Wanda her powers.

It had scared and intrigued her back when she first realized her capabilities. The experiments were horrible. Grueling and painful didn't even begin to describe how they felt it was lucky perhaps that the nature of the scepter didn't leave the scars since they were just exposed to energy but she would never forget being strapped down to a table and practically drowned within the energy waves. It made her wish for death or at east that she never decided to joining Hydra like Pietro had wanted to, and all she could do was wait for it to be all over. That unfortunately could not come quick enough, as it had taken days for even the lingering pain to subside.

The results however were more than worth the alternative. Had she and Pietro never gained these abilities, then there was a good chance that the earth itself might have been destroyed if the original Avengers weren't enough to stand against the overwhelming might of Ultron themselves. Then again there was also the chance that was only wishful thinking and Pietro might still be alive if they hadn't joined but what's done was done and there was nothing they could do to change anything in the past, at least as far as Wanda was aware of anything. Conclusion, Wanda wasn't willing to change anything (save for her brothers untimely death if she could) based on what ifs. It didn't do good to dwell on such things as Clint and Natasha had told her.

But Vision was her friend and even he was curious about the nature of his powers same as Wanda was. Perhaps they would one day find out more about their supernatural abilities but for the time being Wanda had to focus on the here and now. "Hello Vision" she greeted politely. It was the first time they had seen each other in a few days after all and he was practically the closest friend she had here, if his saving her during the fall of Novi Grad was any indication. It was one of many reasons why she had a fondness of him and why her fondness outweighed her fears. Besides since they were on the same side Vision was never going to do anything to purposefully harm her so other than anything accidental or minor bruising Wanda had little to worry about in this training session. The Sokovian girl got into a battle stance calling her powers forward, her hands and body enveloping in a red mist while lights blazed to life in the palms of her hands.

Vision responded in kind "Hello Wanda, I trust your vacation had the desired effect?" he asked in his smooth British accent, as he started to float in the air, readying himself for the coming battle.

Wanda grinned, he thought he could get the upper hand by attempting to distract her? That was going to cost him dearly in this fight.

Later Wanda stood in her personal bathroom wrapped in a towel to cover her modesty, drying her hair after a particularly long and oh so desperately needed shower from her well fought fight with vision. It had been a close match but unfortunately for Wanda and her pride, Vision had managed to gain the upper hand after a bit of a stalemate, but Wanda wasn't upset by that much. She had fought well and even Natasha said she had managed to get a much better handle of her powers in a short time..

Wanda smiled as she continued to dry her hair with the towel, trying to wring all the excess water from it so her hair wouldn't get frizzy. She might be a hypnotic power-wielding Avenger but she was still a girl. She was looking forward to having the rest of the day to herself, maybe going out and grabbing something's for her room, which was still pretty empty aside from the necessities that a bedroom would have. It would be quite a drive from the compound, but Natasha always enjoyed shopping with Wanda so at the very least Wanda wasn't going to be alone during the venture.

The only question was what Wanda was going to get. She had a few interested but it wasn't like she was made from money and she honestly dint want to spend to much on personal affects, even if it was Tony's money. Then again Natasha was very persuasive when it came to making deals, so maybe it wouldn't be too bad.

Taking the towel off of her head Wanda returned to her room and went to the dresser, taking out a pair of panties to wear as well as a t-shirt and some shorts, before removing her towel and going ahead to try and put on her cloths

Just as she did however she heard an unfamiliar noise coming from inside her room and turned toward the source of the noise to find the Vision literally phasing in her room like there was no problem whatsoever in doing so.

Now if there was one thing that Wanda didn't like it was being startled, lord only knew that Pietro loved to tease her in such a way from time to time well ino their adulthood. But this was so far out of the realms of things that she would even consider that she did the one thing that came to mind the instant before she realized that she was safe because Vision didn't know any better

She screamed.

Ok, I had to do that. it seemed to make the most sense. I hope you enjoyed the tender moment between Clint and Wanda though. As always leave your thoughts

Till next time.