A/N: Yay second chapter. I mean I've kept the writing streak for like 4 days, that's something right? I am actually really enjoying writing atm.

Question. Do you guys like the lengths of the chapters? They are around 2500-3500 words. Do you prefer longer or shorter? Or are they fine?

S-B

"Clint Barton, will you stop pacing for ONE second. All I can hear is your shoes on that wood floor of yours" Tony Stark's voice was almost yelling into the phone now.

"It's been six months. SIX MONTH TONY. I lost my best friend six months ago, so no, I will not stop pacing. Call me when you actually have some information." Clint hung up the phone and looked at it angrily. "ARRRRG" he walked out the house and picked up the first rock he could find before throwing it as hard and as far as he could. He fell back on a stump and covered his face with his hands before he started sobbing.

Clint looked up when he felt two hands on his shoulders. Two eyes looked down at him.

"They haven't found them, have they?" Laura looked at him with sad eyes before she hugged him from behind.

"No. They haven't found anything. Not even one clue."

"I am sure Nat is fine. They both are."

"But what if they aren't. What if they are –"

"They aren't". Laura walked in front of her husband and looked at him. She let her hand slide down his face and whipped away a tear. She knew she couldn't bring back Natasha. Or Wanda. But it was nothing she wished she could do more.

At the same time back at the Avengers headquarters everyone was working in full speed. Tony looked at Steve Rogers and shook his head. Clint had yet again just screamed at him. Sure, they haven't really made any progress on finding the two missing women, but he could have been a bit more thankful when they checked up on him.

Everyone was missing Wanda and Natasha. The two of them disappeared after a mission without a trace earlier that year. Both Hulk and Thor were still gone so only five Avengers were remaining. Six if you counted Peter Parker but considering the fact that he was a kid in high school Tony didn't really count him yet.

Sam and Rhodey were both currently trying to cover as much ground as possible outside of New York while Toney and Steve held their ground in the city. Vision was in and out. He was trying to help, but in ways, Tony and Steve didn't quite understand. Bucky, Captain America's friend, was also trying to help. While the team wasn't too fond of him yet, he was still helping in every way he could. Because he was more familiar with Europe he has started to look there before he made his way east towards Asia.

"How are we going to find them when not even Clint are helping us. I sent Scott a message earlier this week, but yeah, I don't know Steve." Tony walked around in the living room before he said.

"Friday, give us a recap about what we know." Tony fell back in a chair just when Maria Hill and Pepper Potts walked into the room both with concerned looks.

"Not much, boss. Black Widow, Natalia Romanoff, and Wanda Maximoff disappeared January 8th, 2017 and have been gone precisely 152 days. They can have been captured, trapped, lost, in hiding or dead. Sam, Rhodey and Bucky have all looked and covered most of the earth. They have all three said that Scandinavia and Oceania seem pretty clear, but they are not sure. And that is it, boss."

"One hundred – and – fifty – two – days, and we know literally nothing more than we did 150 days ago. How did that happen?" Tony announced loudly. He looked helpless at Pepper who walked up to him and gave him a glass of water. He flipped through some paperwork Maria handed him. All of this was just dead ends. Information without any proof. He let out a sigh before he puts the paper away.

"I'm sorry cap". Steve looked back at Tony. The tone in Tony's voice sounded so hopeless. In fact, it all seemed hopeless at this point. They had no information to go after. At the beginning of the search they had some hope at least, but now. Now all of that was gone.

"How are we going to find them when we have nothing. We don't know if they even are together. And even if they are, they could be anywhere. I mean they could be dead for god's sake" Steve burst out. He knew that being pessimistic probably didn't help anyone, but right now he did not care.

"They aren't dead". All five turned their head towards the sound when Vision came flying through the window. Steve walked slowly up to Vision with a skeptical look. "What do you mean with not dead. How do you know?"

Vision landed softly on the floor looking around in the room. "Well, I don't think they are. At least not Wanda. Wanda and I have a connection through this." He pointed at his forehead. The yellow gem shined in the light.

"The mind stone," Maria said before writing something on her iPad. She looked back and forth between the screen and the stone.

"What about it, Vision," Tony asked. He was aware both had their power sources from the stone. But Wanda and Vison's power were very different. In fact, it really wasn't anything similar except that both were very powerful and could blast a light beam at someone by will.

Vision huffed before he started to explain. "The reason I am going to much back and forth is because the stone is trying to tell me something. But I don't know what. It has done something similar before, but that was when I was in danger. Like when Ultron was near. I could tell because the stone was warning me all the time. It is hard to explain. It is just how it is." Vision stopped and looked around in the room to see if everyone was following. They all nodded, and he continued. I

"Lately it has called for me. It tries to guide me and tell me where to go. I think it's pulling me to Wanda."

"Then we need to go. We need to find them!" Captain America said before standing up. This is the first time in weeks he had felt like they had something to go after.

"No. I cannot go."

"What do you mean with can't go"

"I've tried to get closer to whatever direction the stone is leading me to, but whenever I get closer it also starts pushing me away. It is dangerous for me there."

"Dangerous how?"

"I think they want the mind stone." He let out a sigh before he looked around in the room. It seemed like the four others didn't understand why he wouldn't go with them. "Thor said it himself. The stone is safe with The Vision. I need to protect it."

Everyone in the room nodded slowly. They couldn't really talk him out of it, and if what he said was true, that they wanted the mind stone, bringing Vision could be dangerous.

Natasha was sitting with her head rested against the cold metal wall. Three months ago had they moved her to another cell. It was more of the traditional cell rather than the glass prison she was in before. She had no idea where Wanda was kept anymore. In the beginning, Wanda had the strength to keep a telepathic conversation with her, but as time went on the girl got weaker. The conversations turned into something simpler with just short sentences as hoping it would help preserve Wanda's energy. It had worked for a while but soon even that got too much for the young woman. The last thing Natasha heard from Wanda was a whimper and her begging Natasha to help her before she had faded away completely six weeks ago.

Natasha looked up. The cell was tall and underground. About 12 feet above her she could see some daylight shining through the window. The window was, of course, closed off with some bars, but it was nice to see some sunlight once and while.

She let out a loud groan when her stomach started to rumble loudly. Even though they feed her once a day, she never got enough food and was skeptical with little food she actually got. She had to eat slowly to make sure it wasn't drugged or poisoned. She highly doubted it was. It seemed like they wanted her alive more than dead. But even if that was true, she still wanted to be safe rather than sorry.

Every day they came to check on her and ask her a million questions. It was usually a dude that came into the cell, yelled at her to get her to talk and then punched her when she didn't answer. Then he usually got bored and left her. Today was no different.

The door shot open and before she knew what was happening she felt two hands around her neck forcing her up against the wall slamming her head into the stone wall in the process. Her head was desperately trying to focus on what was in front of her, but all she seemed to be able to focus on were the light blinking on and off.

"What do you know about the infinity stones?!" The man yelled in her face.

"I don't know what you are talking about" Natasha gasped for air as the grip tightened around her neck and she got lifted off the ground.

"Yes, you do! Your friend's power is from one of the stones. Now tell me, where is the time and mind stone!" The woman fell down on her knees as she got dropped down on the floor. She was gasping after air while forcing out a small "I don't know!" She didn't even dear to look up at the man in front of her. The brave Black Widow she once was were long gone.

The man kicked after her one last time before turning around. Natasha could hear him mumble something about his boss before he left. Natasha hadn't seen the mysteries boss woman since she got separated with Wanda. Not that she minded. She didn't want anything to do with her at all.

Natasha was almost drifting off to sleep when she heard a sound from outside her window. It was only where for a split second, but it was no doubt in her mind it was there. A metal arm snapped twice outside her window before it disappeared. Bucky was here.

How did he find her? And was he alone or were everybody here? Were they here to rescue her, because if they were, they better fucking find Wanda first!

Her thoughts got interrupted when the door to her cell opened slowly. "Well hello, Natalia". Natasha knew exactly whose voice that was, and she did not like. She turned slowly around from the window and looked into the two blue eyes. Oh god, she hated that woman. And how she hated how she used Natasha's real name.

A man came into her cell forcing her hands on her back. Natasha got pushed out of the room after the woman. "It's been exactly three months since you saw Wanda last time and we just passed 150 days since you guys spent the night together. So, I thought, why not have a little reunion?" Natasha got pushed down the corridor. She looked around her trying to memorize where she came from. If the team really was here, and she was getting reunited with Wanda they had a genuine shot of getting out of this prison.

Natasha fumbled as she got pushed over a doorframe. She looked around and her eyes fell on Wanda. "I know it's not the same room as last. I hope you are okay with that, Natalie." Natasha got one last push into the cell before.

"You know the drill, you behave, and nothing worse is going to happen to your friend". The door got closed and they were left alone once again.

Natasha ran up to the younger woman shaking her carefully. "Wanda, wake up!" The girl was even smaller than last time Natasha saw her. Her chest was rising and falling faster than normal, and Natasha could tell that the girl was extremally unwell.

As she waited for the girl to wake up, she looked around in the room. Unlike last time they weren't in a glass chamber. It was similar to the cell Natasha got but this one was a bit bigger. She walked around in the room as she as waiting. If the boys were here, she needed to figure out a way to get out of this prison. If she and Wanda were able to bust out of this room, they would most likely get the guys attention. As long as they were smart, and she was able to keep Wanda alive until they got to her, they should be okay.

Natasha let her hand glide down the door. It seemed like they were counting on her not trying to escape and excepting Wanda to be too weak because the door didn't seem very strong. In fact, she was pretty sure she could kick It open.

Natasha turned around when she heard a low cry from behind. Wanda was shaking and she had curled up in a ball. Natasha moved fast over to the girl trying to shake her to get her attention. She felt the girl breath fast in her arms. Almost hyperventilating. The spy lifted her arm to Wanda's forehead. She seemed warm. She might have a fever.

"Wanda?" Natasha moved her hand under Wanda's chin an lifted her head up. Wanda's eyes were filled with pain, and Natasha could tell that Wanda tried to not scream as she tried to sit up.

"Do you have any strength in you?" Natasha's voice was almost a whisper. They only got one shot on escaping, so they needed to make it count. Wanda shifted in her lap and gripped Natasha's arm. Natasha had no idea that Wanda had such a hard grip. She gasped as the girl tightened the grip and squeezed her arm. A familiar red glow started to form around the iron grip and Natasha couldn't help but let out a groan when it started to sting.

"FUCK"

Wanda's voice was clear in Natasha's head as she for the first time in weeks were able to communicate with her. She could tell Wanda was struggling to keep the connection as her breath got heavier and faster. Natasha was wasting no time. She knew Wanda wasn't strong enough to keep this going. She had to be straight to the point

"I think the boys are here. I saw Bucky's arm outside my cell. We need to break out now. Do you think you can stand?"

The second she finished her sentence the connection got broken and Wanda fell to the ground. She gasped for air struggling to keep her breathing stable. Natasha hugged her and whispered into her ear helping her calm down. Natasha noticed a red burn on her arm after the tight grip from Wanda.

I all happened so fast. After close to an hour of crying had Wanda gotten the strength to get up. She had no idea how she ended up here. She couldn't remember kicking the door open. She couldn't remember any of the guards fighting her in the small corridor or Wanda blasting them, making them fall to the floor.

She had no idea where Rhodey came from, but before she knew it, he was shooting at everyone all over the place. She didn't remember Cap screaming at her to duck or the shield flying over her head. And she could definitely not remember Bucky carrying her to the ship. But she didn't care. All she cared about was that she was free, and Wanda was lying beside her in Steve's arms.