Back again with Chapter 2. I'm on a roll. Story's nearly finished anyway. I was gonna upload as one big mass but decided against it as people would probably get bored.

Enough with the rambling.

I waited until she was asleep until I attempted to shut my eyes. Surprisingly, it didn't take long for me to doze off considering what time it was. When my alarm went off, we woke up in the same position; neither of us had moved all night. I had woken up before Wanda as always. I took a moment to study her; she always looked so peaceful when she was asleep. About ten minutes after me, Wanda woke up. Sleepily, she looked up at me with a smile which was a good sign.

"Good morning," I started.
"Mornin'."
"Feel better?" She nodded.
"Can we stay here all day?" she rested her head back on my shoulder.
"I would love to, but we have shooting practise in-" I checked the clock. "-one hour, twenty. And we've only got forty minutes until breakfast ends." She groaned.
"I'm probably going to miss every target." She curled up into a ball.
"Same here but we have to at least turn up."
"That's debatable." She made herself comfy again. Before I could respond, someone knocked on the door. "Come in," Wanda called.

The door opened and Natasha caught sight of us. To say she looked stunned was probably an understatement. She walked in and sat down on the bunk opposite. Still, we made no effort to move, especially as Wanda was trying desperately hard to fall asleep again. I could feel her breath on my shoulder evening out. Natasha looked like she still was trying to form coherent words about our position.

"You alright, Romanoff?" I chuckled after a couple minutes of silence.
"I'm fine." I startled her out of her shock. "You two look pretty comfortable…again," she remarked with a teasing tone. It wasn't the first time she had found us cuddled up but apparently, it still shocked her.
"Yeah, we are actually."
"So what's going on here?"
"I had a nightmare, Piper calmed me down, and I fell asleep in her bunk afterwards." Wanda stated out of nowhere. Wasn't she asleep?
"That's cute." Natasha was smirking at us.
"Well, what can I say; I'm such a caring person!" I received an elbow to the stomach. "Ouch! Was that really necessary?" I half-glared at my partner-in-crime.
"Of course, it was," I could hear the smile in Wanda's tone.
"Well, get your lazy asses out of bed, you better not be late to training." Natasha stood and headed to the door. "I mean it or you get a five mile run, at Steve's pace."
"Well, I'll be there; I can't make any promises for Maximoff."
"I will be there," Wanda asserted. "I'd rather not have passed out from sheer exhaustion by nine o'clock."
"I best be off. Be at the range by eight o'clock. And get out of bed." And with that, Natasha left.
"We'll be there," I called as the door shut. Looking at Wanda, her eyes were closed again. "We best get up. C'mon, Maximoff."
"Five more minutes, Piper. Please?" I sighed. Why do I give in so easily?
"Very well, five more minutes."
"You're the best," she smiled. She rolled over so that our position was me spooning her. Let's just hope Cap doesn't walk in, he would never stop blushing. Five minutes passed and she turned again onto her back.
"Now we have to get up, Wanda." She grumbled. "Are you ticklish?" Her eyes snapped open to stare at me.
"Don't even think about it!"
"That's a yes." My hands grazed her sides and she let out the most girly squeal ever. "Are you gonna get up?" She groaned and sat up, rubbing her eyes.
"I'm up."
"Good." Wanda stood up, stretching her back out, before grabbing some fresh clothes. I sat up and leant against the wall, yawning. Wanda went into the bathroom and I waited patiently, hearing the shower go. "Do you fancy going to town this weekend?" I called out after a few minutes of silence. She popped her head out the door to look at me, hair wrapped up in a towel whilst she brushed her teeth.
"And do what?"
"See a movie? Go to a restaurant? Or even go bowling. Something like that?"
"How about bowling and dinner? Make a night of it?"
"Sure," I smiled. "But I'm paying."
"No way," she frowned.
"I'm paying," I asserted.
"You pay for one; I'll pay for the other?" She headed back behind the door, presumably to get dressed.
"No, this is my treat. I'm not changing my mind." There was silence for a while before she appeared, rubbing her hair with a towel. She threw the towel in the corner of the room before she walked over to me.
"You are so sweet, Piper." She sat down next to me and leant her head on my shoulder.
"You're very welcome." We sat in silence but by no means was it awkward.
"Did you mean what you said this morning?" she whispered after a few minutes.
"About what? Never leaving you?"
"Yeah."
"Of course I did. I will never leave you. Not if I can help it." I linked our hands. "You're my best friend and I care about you."
"I'll always be here for you as well. No matter what situation we're in, I will fight to keep you safe."
"Same here." I kissed the top of her head.
"I'm really hungry." She looked at me with a gleam in her eye. The prospect of food awakened my stomach. "You should probably get dressed." She chuckled.
"I'm going."

I grabbed the first clean clothes I could find before going to the bathroom. Once I was washed, dressed and ready to go, we went down to the canteen. Whilst the food wasn't the greatest, it was balanced and better than nothing which I was used to on the streets. S.H.I.E.L.D had it worked out expertly what was needed to keep everyone going for the day. The group of us that were training for the New Avengers got slightly larger portions as long as we scanned our ID cards in.

While we were eating, Natasha and Steve joined us. She made a remark about us finally getting out of bed. Steve being Steve questioned it and she told him the story of how she found us in bed, hugging and how we looked so cosy. As suspected, Steve blushed and made his excuses to leave. Natasha grinned at us before heading after him with one parting comment.

"I love making him blush." She jogged away.
"She wonders where we get our sass from," Wanda remarked.
"She's not exactly the greatest role model."

We stood up and disposed of our plates before heading back to quarters to finish getting ready. Once we were done, I settled myself on the couch to pass the time. Wanda was doing god knows what. As it got closer to time for training, I headed into the bedroom to find Wanda staring out of the window, arms folded across her chest, lost deep in thought. Scarlet energy was circling her. I approached slowly, placing a hand on her shoulder gently. She jumped and turned to face me. Her eyes were glowing red.

"Are you okay?" I inquired, kindly.
"Yeah, just thinking." The energy disappeared and her eyes changed back to their normal colour.
"Am I privy to those thoughts?"
"Pietro, mainly." She faced the window again. "Reminiscing, I suppose. How much he would have loved it here, this view." She leant back, resting against my shoulder. The gentle touches between us ground her when she's upset. That's why neither of us minded.
"Even the traffic?" I commented.
"Can anyone like the traffic?" I laughed before pulling the teenager into a backwards hug, resting my chin on her shoulder.
"True. It is Manhattan's biggest fault. It made my life a living nightmare out on the streets." The streets. I tensed. I stared down at them in remorse. My home for two years before I came here. Wanda must have sensed a change in my thoughts and turned around in my arms.
"Piper, don't go getting yourself upset. You're safe here." She stroked my cheek. I fought away the memories, trying to desperately run from them. Otherwise I would have a full meltdown and lose control. "Piper," she whispered. I blinked, coming back to reality.
"I'm sorry. They crept up on me," I muttered, referring to the memories.
"You're safe here, they can't get to you." Wanda had heard some of my life but I left out the graphic details.
"I know. But the fear is enough." Normally, I didn't like to show the haunting images of my past still affect me, especially around Wanda. She needed me to be strong for her. She hugged me again, which I returned. We stood there for a few moments.
"We better head down," she murmured. "Especially if we don't want to run five miles."
"Yeah, let's go."

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