"Steve, I think they need to see each other to…"
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"I know you don't like it, but…"
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"Will you at least let me finish a sentence? There, that wasn't so hard. Something's going on. We have to figure it out or you will lose her. Let him calm her down. Let them see each other."
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"Yeah, I know it's dangerous. I think we all do. But you know we can make it work. We got together after all that happened and the world didn't burn. In the few years he's been alive, I've never seen Vision like this. I can't imagine what she's been like."
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"Really? You haven't noticed anything? Well, you've been preoccupied, and she's used to being alone. I'm sure she wouldn't show you what's going on."
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"Ok, got it. We'll see you there."
"Tony, we're going out" she said as they hurried past him.
Thank goodness he was so absorbed in whatever peculiar project he was working on that he waved them off before realizing what exactly Nat was saying. He would be livid later, but they made it out for now.
The jet was silent as Nat navigated, and Vision sat in the back. He linked into his communicator for the first time since earlier that morning. Wanda still didn't know.
"Please don't hate me," he thought with a hint of desperation. She picked up on it.
"Um, why would I hate you, my love?" She was in a good mood today.
"Because Ms. Romanoff and I will see you in exactly 3 hours."
Her heart skipped a beat. She had previously resigned herself to the thought that she may never see him again, and all of that had just changed in an instant.
He noticed the change in her heart rate, her breathing, and felt the tears of joy that sprung to her eyes. Then, his words sunk in. Nat was coming. She began to panic. He felt that too.
"It will be ok, my love. You know I would never do anything to put you in danger. And, if I'm with you, I can protect you."
"I miss you, but I am scared."
"I know. Just breathe. Soon, I will make it ok." He played the lullaby again. It didn't put her to sleep this time, but it calmed her enough to get her through until they arrived.
