"I just feel you."

Wanda couldn't remember the last time she got a proper night's sleep. A week had already passed since Tony's funeral, yet she found herself feeling more restless than ever. She had tried to settle down, to close her eyes and to simply fall asleep. But it wasn't as easy as she thought. Every night she would relive that horrible moment in which she had been forced to kill the one she loved.

They say some wounds will heal over time. But Wanda's were getting ripped open over and over again. It didn't make it any better that she would mostly wake up screaming because of those dreams. The first time it had happened, Sam and Steve had instantly barged into her room, probably thinking she was getting bloody murdered. But once they saw her tear-streaked face, they understood what was going on and their eyes would fill with pity.

Wanda didn't want their pity. Pity wouldn't bring back Vision. But there was something that might.

When she had first set eyes on the Mind Stone secured in the coffer with the other Infinity Stones, her heart had nearly leaped from her chest. It wasn't just that she had always felt a special connection to it ever since receiving her powers, but the Mind Stone had been a part of Vision. It had been his very soul. He had died because of its destruction.

And now, it was here, whole again. Maybe, just maybe, there was a chance that she could get him back. Wanda would certainly give herself enough credit to believe that she was powerful enough to bring Vision back to life. She had both pieces she needed. The stone and the body. Now all she needed was a plan of action.

Because one thing she knew for sure: There was no way Steve, Bruce or Sam were ever going to let her do this.

"You think she's gonna be alright?"

Steve and Sam were in the living room of Bruce's apartment, sitting on the couches while staring at the coffee table which was full of papers containing all their notes on the different stones and their locations. It was late. Very late. But just like Wanda, they both didn't seem to be able to catch a break.

"I think she's going through a lot. We all are." Steve's gaze wandered to the door leading to Wanda's room. Everything had remained quiet so far. He was secretly hoping that maybe today was the day she wasn't going to have one of those nightmares.

Sam shook his head. "No, I think she is going through something much worse."

"What are you saying," Steve asked, visibly confused.

"Just think about it, Steve. What would you do, if you had the power and tools to get the person you lost back... don't tell me you wouldn't at least try?"

Steve regarded his friend for a moment, before realizing what Sam was getting at. "You think she wants to resurrect Vision."

"I mean, technically she could. She has the stone and the body. If she isn't already planning it, then she has at least thought about the possibility," Sam retorted, trying to keep his voice as quiet as possible, so the Scarlet Witch wouldn't hear him from her room.

Steve crossed his arms and shook his head. "Wanda knows that the stones can't stay here. She wouldn't try to sabotage a mission this important."

"If we're talking about the Wanda before shit hit the fan, then yes, I would think so too. But I'm talking from experience here. And let me tell you something: Grief can bring out the worst in people."

Wanda had never expected to get Vision back. After the destruction of the compound, she was sure the only remaining part of him, his body, was lost. The Avengers who had survived the snap had placed it there for safekeeping after facing off Thanos in Wakanda.

So, it had gone down with the Avengers HQ when Thanos had reduced it to rubble. Yet, when people had started to search through the remains, they had found him. Whole and untouched. He was made out of Vibranium after all and Vibranium had only a small number of enemies.

Wanda had felt both pained and overjoyed at the same time. At last she had her Vision back, but not in the way she had imagined it. He didn't even look like himself anymore. His body had been drained of its vibrant colors and there was a huge hole in his head where the Mind Stone had been.

If I put it back, he'll be whole again. All I've gotta do is take the stone.

Countless thoughts like these were racing through her mind, when Wanda paid him a visit yet again. Since there was no compound anymore, she was using a storage unit to quarter Vision's remains for now. It wasn't the most ideal place for keeping a lifeless android, but there weren't many other options.

His grey body was lying in a big, coffin-like metal box. Wanda hated to see him like this. With his eyes, which were now a milky white color, open and his limbs draped like those of a dead person, it was almost impossible to believe that there was a chance she would be getting him back.

With shaking fingers, she reached for his hand. When normally warmth and familiarity would greet her, there was nothing. Absolutely nothing. Wanda didn't know what she had expected, but she had desperately hoped that there might still be... something. Something that would tell her that he was somehow still in there.

But it was too much to hope for. His only chance of revival was the Mind Stone. So, without missing another beat, Wanda went to get it.

The sky was already turning purple when Steve and Sam finally fell asleep. They hadn't even noticed Wanda sneaking out when she had gone to see Vision, so when she finally came back to the apartment they didn't even stir.

Immediately, Wanda went for the coffer containing the stones, which had been carelessly left on the kitchen table. She did her best to stay as quiet as she possibly could. She knew that if she were to wake either of her friends, they would not be happy about what she was about to do.

But that didn't stop her from silently flipping open the lid of the coffer and grabbing the yellow gem. Suddenly, power like she never knew surged through her veins. Any normal human being would've been too overwhelmed with holding an Infinity Stone, but not Wanda Maximoff.

A small smile spread on her lips, but quickly disappeared when she heard someone move behind her. She wasn't surprised to find Sam staring at her with knowing eyes when she turned around.

"Wanda...," he warned, "put it back."

She slightly shook her head. "I'm sorry. I can't."

Sam lowered his brows, looking more than disappointed. Meanwhile, Steve hadn't moved. He was known to be a very heavy sleeper.

"Wanda, I'm not going to ask again. Put it back."

"I'm sorry, Sam," was all she said in return. She hated that she had to do it like this. These were her friends, her family. She didn't want to betray them. But she also couldn't stand back while her last chance to happiness was taken away.

Before the Falcon could utter another word, Wanda thrust her free hand forward, taking a hold of him. Red energy enclosed her friend in a relentless grip. He struggled against it, but it was no good. She was stronger than him. Especially now, with the Mind Stone at her disposal.

"Sleep," she said in a commanding tone with her eyes flashing red. It had been a long time since she had used the mind controlling aspects of her powers. And it had been for a good reason. She felt disgusted and embarrassed for herself when Sam sunk back onto the couch. Although he was still asleep, she did the same to Steve. Just in case. She didn't want them to follow her.

And then, with the Mind Stone in tow, Wanda went to resurrect Vision.

AN: Thank you all for the positive feedback, I really appreciate it! I hadn't actually planned to possibly include a Vision resurrection attempt in this story, but when one of you mentioned how the Mind Stone could be a big temptation for Wanda, I just couldn't help but include this in the story line. But don't worry: They're still going back in time to return the stones. Question is: Are they gonna return all of them? You'll have to wait and see. ;)