Chapter 7
The bright lights hurt Wanda's eyes as the world came crashing in. As she became more aware of here surroundings, she realized she was alone. An IV was hooked to her wrist and an oxygen mask covered her face. Wanda's foot was wrapped and her chest ached.
A rapid beeping filled the room as Wanda struggled to sit up in her panic. Just then, the door opened and Tony, Clint, Natasha, Peter, Steve and Bruce entered. Upon seeing her fearful eyes, they rushed over.
"It's okay. You're safe." Natasha whispered as she gently rocked the shivering girl. Tony held her hand as Wanda began to calm down. Bruce went around checking machines and IV lines. He then came and checked to see how she was mending. Her injuries were healing but would take time and Wanda was ordered no to talk for a few days while here throat, which was raw and burning from screaming, healed.
The group surrounding her felt a tingle in the back of their minds as Wanda used her telekinesis. Is everyone alright?
"Don't worry about us, sweetie. We are all fine." Clint said.
"Are you okay?" asked Peter sadly.
"Yes. No one broke the vow, right?"
"No one even oped their mouth." Steve said. At those words, Wanda visibly relaxed and sank back into her pillows. Her eyes fluttered as she allowed her body to feel exhausted. Everyone but Clint left as she drifted off to sleep.