Wanda had been cussing inside her head on the walk back to the hotel, her phone buzzed to the sound of Pietro phoning her, she angrily slid her finger over the 'decline' option and strode inside the hotel, heading straight to the elevator and setting the number for their penthouse floor.

Pietro who had now sent away his one night stand was pacing back and forth in the suite, muttering Sokovian swears, he halted when he heard the ding of the elevator and the footsteps approaching the door, he ran over in a flash, opening the door to a wide eyed Wanda, he sniffed the air around her and gasped.

"You drank? I thought you cant drink?!"

Wanda scoffed at his questions and replied as she shoved her way past him.

"You are the one that cant drink, I am the one that sadly has to obey her master and not drink also"

She made a b-line for her bedroom inside the penthouse and groaned as Pietro grabbed her arm.

"Sister what is wrong? Why are you acting so mean? I thought you were happy with our life?"

He looked at her, tears welling in his eyes and Wanda's hard heart faltered, she sighed sadly, bringing her twin into an embrace.

"I'm sorry, dont cry, I am happy.. I guess it's just that time of the month" She lied.

Pietro smiled as he backed away from his sister, holding her hands in his as he spoke

"Oh thank god! I actually thought you were going to leave me for a second.."

he glanced to her and sighed as he noticed just how stiff she was standing.

"Maybe you should go sleep off that rum aye?" Wanda nodded, kissed Pietros cheek and headed for her bedroom, she had been unknowlingly defeated once again by her brother.

Vision was currently helping Tony clean up and close the pub, after Wanda had left, a few stragglers had entered and decided to cause a bit of havoc along with getting even more ridiculously drunk, resulting in both Tony and Vision kicking them out.

"So you like that girl then?"

Tony smirked as he watched his younger brothers spine stiffen from the question.

"I dont know the girl, but yes she is certainly easy on the eyes" Vision retorted, handing a wet rag over to Tony before making his way for the door.

"Hey! I thought you were going to help me?!" Tony shouted as Vision opened the door to leave.

Vision smirked and cocked his head mockingly as he replied

"I did help you, I wiped down that table"

Tony groaned and Vision left chuckling.

Wanda awoke the next morning to the sun shining in her emerald coloured eyes.

She groaned as she recalled the previous night and how demanding her brother was before sliding her legs out from under the covers and heading to the ensuite in her room to have a shower and prepare for the long day of being a tennis stars PA.

She was just about to start lathering the shampoo into her Auburn hair when Pietro entered.

"So sister, do you mind telling me where you were and what you were doing last night?"Wanda rolled her eyes at her brothers lack of boundaries as she continued to wash her hair as she replied.

"I went to a pub"

Pietro cocked an eyebrow as he asked

"With who? I hope you didnt go to some dive bar, you know it's not safe out there for a girl alone" Wanda could only roll her eyes to her brothers worrisome tone, but found that maybe it would be best that she lied, rather than give him cause to worry and maybe this lie would give her an ounce of freedom.

She took a deep breath and pulled the shower curtain, allowing her head to pop out and glanced over to Pietro as she shrugged casually.

"I met someone"

Pietro gasped at his sisters statement and scouted closer, expecting some details regarding who this someone was, he lifted a hand and gestured for her to carry on.

She gulped as she spoke a name, the only name she recalled that belonged to a tall, blonde and handsome man with unbelievably blue eyes.

"Peter.. Peter Colt"

Pietro gasped as the name rang a bell within his mind.

"THE PETER COLT?"

Wanda cocked her head in confusion, causing Pietro to look rather astounded at his sisters ridiculous memory.

"He was a tennis star 5 years ago, he was ranked 11th in the World, we had a Wimbledon magazine and he was on the cover?"

Pietro was trying to recall Wanda's memory, he watched as his sisters face flushed bright scarlet, she lost her footing and slipped out of the shower, the shower curtain entangling itself around her body as it dawned on her.

"OH MY GOD, HE IS HIM!"

Peter Colt - Vision, was currently in a hotel court, teaching another snot nosed kid how to swing a racket, the kid 'Steve Rogers' was a skinny little thing, not much meat on his bones at all, he looked asthmatic and a little anaemic as he weakly swung the racket.

"I'm sorry Mr Colt, I dont think this sport is right for me, I'm sorry for wasting your time"

Vision looked to the small boy and smiled sadly, he felt a slight tinge in his heart for the lad

"Its ok, you can keep practicing and make sure you eat plenty of eggs and meat, build some fat on those bones which you can then use to build muscle"

Steve nodded and carried on swinging as Vision left to go speak to Steve's foster parents.

"Hello Mrs Danvers, I thought it might be a good time to discuss how Steve is progressing?"

Vision watched as the blonde woman nodded gesturing for him to sit beside her.

"I know hes not the strongest kid, but hes got heart, I do hope that you dont give up on him" she smiled sadly towards Vision, it was clear that she had already taken a shine to the weak boy.

"Yes he does indeed have heart, but I'm more concerned with his condition, it appears as though he is getting weaker each time I come here"

The foster mother Carol nodded slowly as she spoke.

"Nick and I have been trying to get him seen by a specialist, but the waiting list is long and.. we aren't his actual parents.. so it's even more difficult for us"

Vision nodded and thought for second before speaking.

"I have a cousin who works at the Childrens hospital in London, I'm sure I could arrange a meeting for you all?"

Carol's face shot into a hopeful smile as she stood to shake Visions hand.

"That would be amazing and awfully kind of you Mr Colt, we would be so grateful"

Vision smiled and nodded before leaving to help Steve out with his stance.

Wanda had spent most of the morning in her room, surfing the internet as she googled 'Peter Colt', she blushed as she saw his images, the wikipedia page that stated how he was now retired, although he was only 5 years older than her and Pietro, he had accomplished so much, the 11th in the World ranking, and although his ranking went down considerably each year he competed, he still had a fairly good ranking in her opinion.

She found herself reading up on his personal life and how he is now a private teacher, she pondered for a second, maybe she should phone him, explain how she lied about a nom existent relationship because she wanted some freedom from her brother and instead pay him for his time.. It wasnt the lost ridiculous idea.. she mused as she pulled out her phone, dialing in the number on the website and pressing the call symbol.

Peter was currently hitting the tennis ball back and forth between himself and Steve, ensuring that he put only an ounce of force behind his swings when he felt his phone buzz in his pocket.

He glanced at the unknown number gesturing to Steve who was now sweating profusely to take a 5 minute break as he answered.

"Hello, your through to Peter Colt?"He said as he awaited a reply from the other end.

Wanda gulped as she heard the voice of one of her all time idols come through and forced down a dry swallow as she spoke

"Oh hello, I am Wanda Maximoff, I believe we met last night?"

Visions eyes were agape as he heard the Sokovian girl on the other end and straightened his posture, composing himself to reply a rather calm

"Ah Yes, I remember, your Pietro Maximoffs sister? What can I do for you?"

Wanda smiled as she heard how The Peter Colt remembered her

"Actually, I was wondering if you were free for a coffee or tea? I have a proposition for you" she bit her lower lip as she finished her sentence

Visions quirked by her request replied a simple

"Yes I will be free in the next hour or so, where would you like to meet?"Wanda beamed at his reply trying and failing at holding in her excitement as she replied

"The Golden Ultron in an hour then"

Vision agreed and with that they said their 'see you soons' and Wanda hung up, falling back on her bed as she giggled with excitement, she just might be able to earn some freedom if she could get Peter Colt to help her.

Pietro knocked at her door, pulling her from her moment, she sighed.

"What's wrong brother?"

"Sister I need you to come with me to a charity benefit, we will be leaving in an hour"

Wanda gulped, she cant, she was meeting Peter.

She stood and headed for the door opening it to an excited Pietro.

"Sorry brother, but I am meeting Peter in an hour so I will be late.." She winced as she awaited the backlash, the arguing but to her surprise there was none, instead Pietro looked overjoyed, causing Wanda to worry.

"Oh my Gods! Sister, this is perfect you can bring him too!"