Hey everyone! This chapter isn't as long as the previous one, so please forgive me. If it's a little weird or confusing at times, please forgive me for that too. I'm typing this while half asleep. It's only been three weeks but school is already draining me of life.

Anyway, I don't own anything.

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Lift me.

"Come one Wanda, lift me," Steve said.

Wand shook the voice from her head and focused on Steve. Her powers wrapped around him with familiarity. With little more than a wave she urged herself to lift him, but he stood planted on the ground.

Using more force, she barely made him shift.

"Are you even trying?" he joked.

"Well, what are you even made of? Bricks? You gotta go easy on the senior discounted meals, pal. You're not burning it off like you used to ninety years ago," she bit back.

She could hear Sam and Nat laughing from the other room where they were training.

Steve gave her a grin and urged her to try again.

She tried focusing on him instead of his body and she felt her powers intertwine with his every cell. When she had over half of his body in her control, she lifted her hands up and he went from the first floor to the second without any trouble. Wanda quickly withdrew her powers from him.

"That was great, Wanda!" he yelled down to her. She gave him a thumbs up and called her water bottle to her as he jumped back down.

"Show off," she said before taking a sip of her water.

"We should give it a try with you," he said, taking her bottle away from her and drinking the rest of her water.

"Hey!" she said with a frown. She knew she couldn't stay mad when Steve sent her a wink.

"She already did that during our first group training," Natasha said walking up to them. Sam came shortly after her.

"Hey Steve, we found some new updates on your friend's whereabouts. Do you want to look them over?" Sam asked, barely acknowledging her with a nod.

"Sure. I'll be back Wanda, alright?" he said, turning to her. She nodded at him and he turned to incline his head towards the Widow. "Nat."

With that, the two of them left the women alone.

"I'm thinking we could-"

Wanda didn't let her finish.

"Your russian name, is it Natalia?" she asked.

Natasha stiffened and glanced at her suspiciously.

"Yeah, why do you ask?" she questioned.

"I saw the memory I told you about in my dream," Wanda started. "Except this time I saw your face on the woman and I heard a man say Natalia. And you looked younger, too. And there was a small tattoo under your right breast and-"

This time Natasha was the one to shut her up with a hand over her mouth.

"Where did you see this?" she asked harshly.

Wanda shrugged.

Natasha took her hand off and dared her to say too much again.

"Like I said, I don't know where I saw this. I don't think I ever saw this, but it's you, right?" Wanda asked.

Nat nodded and raised her shirt to show Wanda the underside of her right breast. There was a tiny tattoo of a ballerina holding a knife.

"I got it shortly after meeting… Someone. He called me his killer ballerina and I got it as a surprise for him," Nat said, pulling her shirt back down. "That was a long time ago, though."

"You loved him," Wanda said, slightly in awe. She didn't see Nat as the type of woman to feel so much for another person, but she could see the emotions under her words.

"Love is for children," Natasha said, turning her back to Wanda and walking towards the door.

"I may have been one when all of that happened, but I've grown since then," she added, walking out and leaving Wanda alone with her thoughts.

"What are you thinking about?" Vision said from beside her and her scream was heard all around the base.

X_X_X

"Why me? I'm no good for you, Wanda. I've killed people, I've lived more than you can imagine. You can do better."

"Maybe I could, but I like you, Soldier."

Wanda woke with a start and rubbed her hands across her face. She was shocked to feel moisture falling from her eyes.

"Wanda, are you awake?" Steve asked from the other side of the door.

Of course he'd be here. Damn his enhanced hearing, Wanda thought to herself.

"Yeah, Steve, what's up?"

"May I come in?" he asked.

Wanda used her powers to open the door for him and sat up in her bed.

Steve took in her tear-stained face and practically flew to her side.

"What's wrong?" he asked her.

Wanda shook her head.

"I don't know. I was having a good dream, I remember that much. I don't know why I'm crying. I'm sorry for waking you," she said.

Steve waved her apology away.

"Sometimes coming down to reality from a good dream can cause pain," he said, looking out her window.

Wanda knew he understood where she was coming from. She'd often pick up on his dreams and watch him dancing with a fierce looking brunette, all smiles and laughter. When he'd wake up his misery would crush her to the bed.

"I see your friend in my dreams," she mumbled.

At this Steve turned sharply to her.

"It's weird, I see him falling from a train and landing on the ground. I hear the breaking of bones and the splatter of blood and I think, 'Oh, he's dead,' but then I hear his groaning and I get so… hurt because I know he's going to be brought back to HYDRA. And I know they're going to torture him in the name of science and I can smell the burning flesh as they attach the metal arm to him, but I can't do anything," she said, silent tears falling from her eyes.

"And I feel like I'm failing you now like I failed him," she admitted.

She jumped slightly when she felt Steve wrap his arms around her. She wiped her nose with her sleeve before leaning her head on his shoulder.

"You aren't failing me, and you never will," he said, squeezing her a bit at that. "And don't take blame for what happened to Buck, you weren't a part of that."

"But they did all these awful things to him against his will and we volunteered, Steve. We went willingly into it. We-" she stopped as her throat closed up.

"Shh, it's okay," Steve said. She felt something touch the side of her head and it threw Wanda off balance. Since when did Cap give out kisses to heads?

"You were manipulated by them, Wanda. You and Pietro. That's what they do, they take hold of your mind and erase everything else until the only thing left is them," he said, pulling back to look at her.

Wanda wasn't functioning, thought.

Her mind was stuck on 'erase.'

The throbbing she'd come to ignore starting again, practically banging at her mind's doors.

"Wanda?" Steve asked again, slightly shaking her.

"Steve, do you think they erased our memories? Is that even possible?" she asked. Her voice came out small and frightened.

"Oh, Wanda," he sighed. "I won't lie to you and say it's not possible, because it is. It's what they've been doing to Bucky for who knows how long."

Wanda took in a trembling breath.

"Would I know if they took something from me?" she asked, looking up at him.

His blue eyes swam with concern and she noticed they had a bit of green in them.

"I don't know," he said.

He pulled her close again and she wrapped her arms around his middle, finding comfort in his lemon-y scent.

Looking out her window she swore to herself she'd find Bucky. For Steve, but also so she could ask him about HYDRA.

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"Wanda," Vision said from across the room.

She was currently in the library struggling over some chemistry books. Tony found out she never finished her 'high school education' and made sure to send her weekly assignments to help her study for her 'GED.' Wanda had no idea what any of it meant, but the Captain had sided with Tony and she was left with no choice but to learn things. At least this wasn't so bad, she was actually pretty good at chemistry. It was math that made her want to burn her books.

"Yeah?" she called out absentmindedly.

"Can I talk to you?" he asked.

Wanda had to struggle to keep her annoyance from showing on her face.

"Sure! What's up?" she asked, slamming her book shut.

Vision walked closer to her and sat across the table with her.

"What's going on with you and Captain Rogers?" he asked.

Wanda blinked at him.

"What?"

He had the nerve to look embarrassed.

"I've noticed you two seem to spend an unusually large amount of time together. I assumed something was going on between you two. Why didn't you tell me?" he asked. His powder blue eyes held no judgement, only confusion.

With a sigh, Wanda pinched the bridge of her nose.

"Vision," she started before shaking her head. "Vision, that's absurd. I admire the Captain like a friend," she told him.

"I'm a friend," Vision said.

Wanda wanted to break something.

"Well, yes, but you made it clear that you want to be more than friends. Is that not what we've been trying?" she asked.

"You've been so distant lately, Wanda. I thought it had something to do with the Captain and your growing relationship."

"Vision, I'm not dating Steve, if that's what you're trying to say. Please, it's insulting to be accused of cheating. I'm not that kind of girl," she said.

"My apologies. I just thought that since we've been dating for a few weeks and still haven't kissed, you were perhaps looking somewhere else."

Wanda felt her powers rise in anger and she had to count to ten to calm herself down.

"I've been so busy I hadn't realized," she said.

He stared at her and she knew she couldn't walk out of this one.

"Okay, come here," she said, patting the chair next to her.

He walked right through the table and sat next to her.

"Are you ready?" he asked, placing a hand on her knee. She nodded and closed her eyes.

She felt a soft pressure and then nothing.

Opening her eyes she saw Vision smiling widely at her and she returned the smile.

"How was that?" she asked.

"Perfect," he said, leaning in to press his lips against hers one more time before getting up and walking out of the library.

Wanda raised her hand to her lips and couldn't help but compare his kiss to the ones she dreamt about from a man with black hair and eyes as blue as the sea.