{Author's Note: I was going to have someone else's pov in this chapter besides Pietro's, but his thoughts and feelings just kept flowing. Thanks to all the readers out there who keep coming back to this story.

To a guest reviewer asking about Wanda using her powers to show memories: there may be something of the sort coming in a future chapter.

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PIETRO POV

Pietro really wished he had this cast off of his leg. It was super annoying. It itched, and it made him feel powerless. He could barely manage to hop across the length of a room on his good leg in super speed without losing his balance, which was largely why he'd convinced Wanda to just chill for a few hours before they went blasting their way out of the Avengers' clubhouse or whatever it was called to find Erik.

Yea he wanted to find Erik, his dad, but he didn't want to find Erik at his sister's expense. He knew she thought she could protect them both, and that it was her job to do so, but the truth was, she still didn't really have a good handle on her powers, despite probably having trained with Erik while Pietro was…away. They hadn't really had time to discuss what she'd been doing or where she'd been for the the months he'd been gone, or the year she'd been gone for that matter, with ya know being kidnapped again and everything.

More importantly though, besides the fact that her powers were unpredictable at best, he couldn't watch his sister fight her way out of this place, and possibly get hurt in the process while he stood idly by like a damsel in distress in all those chick flick movies his aunt liked so much.

That she used to like…

Pietro felt stabbing pain of sadness coarse through his body at that thought. He'd never get to argue with his aunt about what movie they would watch on family night again. As the only guy in a house filled with girls, it was something he used to do often.

Pietro pulled his thoughts back to the present. He was beginning to find that it was a lot easier to function and sorta feel like his old self when he only focused on the here and now, which was a lot easier to do when he had something to focus on, so it had actually been quite a relief when the English/not-English dude had delivered on his promise that the Avengers' personal quarters would be filled with 'a plethora of leisure items,' including but not limited to a pool table, a sweet futuristic—or on second thought maybe just presentistic—giant television, gaming consoles beyond Pietro's wildest dreams, a foosball table, musical instruments, and lots of random books, which he thought under other circumstances his sister would greatly appreciate.

Currently though, Wanda was still too pissed off to care about living up to her usual bookworm tendencies. Heck maybe she didn't even like books anymore. It had been more than a year since he spent an extended period of time with her. Her interests could have changed, but he liked to think she hadn't changed too much. Not like him anyway. She was still his twin. His better half. Good old Wanda.

But Wanda still being Wanda meant she could be a force to reckon with when she got mad, so he was a tad worried for the sake of this Vision guy that he'd do something to annoy her further. Back when he and Wanda were little kids, even before she got her powers, Pietro tended to run away whenever he pissed her off. She could be pretty intimidating even as a kid, and it was thanks to Wanda that he wasn't picked on more by bullies for looking abnormal. If back then he would've known they were both going to develop powers, he would've guessed hers would have been the ability to shoot fire out of her eyes because when it came to throwing shade, she was a pro.

But hey, her eyes do get all red when she uses her power, so I'd call that not-guess half-right.

Fortunately, Wanda wasn't angry at him, not that he wanted her to be. Though, once their lives got back to whatever could be considered normal for them, he was going to have to start bugging her again, so she would stop treating him like he was going to break.

First of all, even though Erik had adamantly tried to convince Pietro that he was not damaged, Pietro knew he was indeed broken, so further breakage wouldn't really be a problem. Hell he'd been damaged ever since Bryan had gotten ahold of him, though he liked to think he had done a pretty good job of recovering from that childhood trauma. Getting powers helped, you know after he adjusted to the shock of living in a world that was now much slower than him, not to mention all the troubles that came with being even more abnormal. Come to think of it, maybe the mutant powers hadn't really helped him recover…but he'd had Wanda, Mila, and Marya, so that was nice. Second, they were twins, so they should have each other's back equally. His sister shouldn't literally be acting as his human shield. Yea, he'd noticed how she'd tried to physically plant herself in front of him when they'd first met Vision and 'Wilma.'

Pffft. Like he really believed that girl's name was Wilma. He might not be able to run all out at super speed right now, but he could still perceive the world a lot faster than anybody else, and that meant he noticed when the multi-colored man started to say a wa sound, not a wi sound. But whatever, he didn't really care to solve that mystery at the moment.

Honestly, the Wilma girl, woman, chick, young lady? Pietro was never really quite sure how to refer to adults who were technically adults 'cuz they were obviously older than 18, but who were probably more like adult cats. Like, someone should probably take care of them, but they also could sorta make it on their own.* Anyway, the 'Wilma' girl freaked him out. Not in a 'I'm gonna kill you kinda way', but more like how he probably freaked out other people just by existing. She just kept staring at him the whole time she was in the room with them, which was kinda creepy.

Feeling a little uncomfortable though was a lot better than the embarrassing amount of fear he felt when he first woke up. Okay, so maybe he had a good reason to be afraid, since he now probably has PTSD to add to his ADHD.

Pretty soon I'll have a whole alphabet of disorders. At least kleptomania doesn't have an acronym.

But it was still pretty unmanly of him to go running to his sister when he woke up in an unfamiliar place. At least when he woke up this time, he just sorta 'woke up' from a dreamless sleep. He wasn't wrenched out of a nightmare or anything, so once he was able to comprehend that he wasn't strapped down, handcuffed, didn't have a shock collar on, or have people poking and prodding him with knives and needles, he was able to calm himself down for the most part.

Still, he was fairly surprised with himself that he had eventually mustered up the courage to speak when their new hosts' had put him on the spot, since he'd basically been mindless zombie for the past two weeks.

Pietro wasn't quite sure why he'd felt content enough to speak under the unexpected and unknown circumstances, but for some reason—despite the girl's borderline stalker stares—he just had a sense that 'Wilma' and Vision really were being sincere that they had Wanda and his best interest at heart, though they couldn't have been more wrong about Erik being abusive.

It was still weird to think that the he was ever scared of the dude. Of course, the guy could be freaking scary, so Pietro didn't really feel to bad about once being frightened of Erik, but that was before he knew he was his dad and before he knew just how great a dad he could be, despite his extracurricular terrorist-like tendencies.

So in his opinion, Vision and 'Wilma' seemed alright, though Wanda was obviously still skeptical, yet Wanda did seem pretty interested in knowing more about the 'Wilma' girl's powers, since they seemed to be so much like her own. That didn't stop Wanda from being suspicious of the whole situation or get her out of big sister mode though. Pietro guessed the difference for him and Wanda was that she still thought they were being kept prisoner, and maybe they sort of were, but at least they were being treated like human beings.

Nobody was threatening them, torturing them, or emotionally scarring them for life, and since none of that was happening, Pietro counted it to be a good day, whereas Wanda, didn't have that sort of reference point, so he didn't blame her for her anger. If he hadn't gone through what he had then he might be just as angry as his sister right now. He probably would've been a lot more ticked off if this had happened three or so more months ago—or would it had to have happened more than 40 years ago?—time travel was trippy.

It was actually kinda funny. If a normal person would've woken up in an unfamiliar place and been greeted by a girl who could generate red energy out of nowhere and a multi-colored person who could walk through walls they probably would've been scared out of their wits, but Pietro wasn't normal, so once he had his bearings about him, he was like okay, maybe this situation isn't so bad.

'Wilma' and Vision were different, like him and Wanda, which was comforting. After all, it was group of 'normal' people that had kidnapped Pietro the first time, so freaks of nature like himself and Wanda just didn't seem so terrifying to him. Plus, one of the first things they offered them was food, which put them in his good books right off the bat because the last time he'd been prisoner, one of his captor's favorite forms of torture happened to be slow starvation.

So yeah, despite his mild protests that it was kids' food, Pietro still ate like six PB&J sandwiches. Plus, Vision had also given them a large supply of double-stuffed Oreos. Though Twinkies were still Pietro's favorite, he still thought double-stuffed Oreos just might be the greatest invention of 2015, though according to Vision they'd been around since 1975, which meant he'd still have to wait almost two years to enjoy them if they ever got back to their own universe.

Vision had also tried to get him to eat something a little healthier, like carrots and broccoli, citing that 'adolescents should have a balanced diet.' Wanda had grudgingly accepted the veggies with her sandwich as she was never much of a sweet eater, at least not as much as Pietro, and in addition to being angry, Pietro could tell she was also hangry, so she wasn't about to turn down food. But Pietro had passed on the veggies. He wasn't really in the mood, though he had made Vision pretty happy when he'd chosen to drink a few glasses of milk with his sandwiches and Oreos because ya know 'calcium is good for young growing bones.'

Neither Wanda nor Pietro had done much talking while they were eating since they were both pretty ravenous, though his hunger was nothing compared to what it had been in his other period of internment. Plus, peanut butter just makes it difficult to speak, but once Wanda had satisfied her hunger she had been able to focus on her pissedoffness again, which made her pretty talkative.

She'd asked about Erik again, probably more for Pietro's sake than her own. It was odd, though Wanda had probably cumulatively spent more time with their father than Pietro, he didn't think she felt quite a connection to him as Pietro did. Maybe it was a guy thing, or maybe it was just because growing up, Wanda had never really cared who their father was, whereas Pietro had been sort of obsessed with imagining who he might be.

Vision had basically and very politely repeated what he'd already told them, that Erik was elsewhere in the facility and not to worry and relayed to them that though Erik had some disagreements with one of Vision's other teammates—the metal guy, or Iron Man, or Tony Stark, or whatever Vision wanted to call him that came to Al's farm, Pietro didn't really know how metal guy could've won an argument against Magneto but whatever—he was being treated well and they would be reunited soon.

Then Wanda had moved on to asking about the 'Wilma's' girls powers, which Vision had not been very forthcoming about, but he had shared that she wasn't born with her powers but had received them through experimentation after volunteering to help a group that turned out to be not such a great group. Pietro had shuddered at the thought of that. Experimentation was not on his list of a good time.

Wanda had also wanted to watch the news to find out what was going on in this world and possibly more about these Avengers, but Vision hadn't let them, saying there was some sensitive information about one of his teammates currently being broadcast, and he felt it would be better if she told them about it in her own due time.

Exasperated and still angry, Wanda had wanted to protest some more, but after a look from Pietro, she had acquiesced and asked to call Al, which Vision had allowed. Wanda did the talking, since Pietro didn't really know the guy all that well, being basically catatonic the whole time he'd been at the man's farm, but he had managed a quick hello.

Though they obviously didn't know their exact location, Al was happy to hear from them and really glad that they were okay. He wanted them to call him again as soon as they could, especially if they weren't reunited with their father soon. The farmer also said to make sure not to take any shit from anyone, be on guard, and keep him updated.

After that Wanda had gone on to pacing around the large room because though they were being treated well, his sister never liked people to be in control of her life, which he got and felt the same way basically, but since he was with his sister, he was fairly content. He'd practically be happy when Erik was with them too, and if Mila were here.

Once Wanda finished her interrogation of Vision, Pietro surprisingly realized he felt comfortable enough to talk to the guy too, so while fooling around with some of the available video games, he pestered Vision with his own questions, once it became officially apparent that Vision was wholly set on waiting until the rest of his 'team' clarified that it was alright for them to see Erik.

So because Pietro was curious and now that he was talking he hadn't fully got back into the habit of censoring what he said out loud—though he'd never been great at that—he started up what would probably would be considered a rude conversation, "soooo have you always been Christmas colored?"

Vision chuckled and replied, "yes, since I was born…which was about a year ago."

"Dude, that's weird, so were you born all adultish or do just age really fast? That'd be super sucky. Rapid puberty sounds awful, or maybe it would be better to get over with fast, like ripping off a Band-Aid. And what's with the stone on your forehead? Does it do something or is it just like for decoration?" asked Pietro.

"I was more created than born." Said Vision seemingly not caring or feeling that Pietro was being rude, "but to answer your first question, I was born fully matured and this" said Vision pointing to the golden gem in his forehead, "is called a Mind Stone. It is what gave me life."

"Wait is it like the Sorcerer's stone? Was Nicolas Flamel like a real person in this universe and not just a myth?"

"No, it's not the sorcerer's stone. That is a fictional artifact. I honestly don't really know what it is. Not really. I know it's not of this world, but it's true nature is a mystery. And yet, it is part of me."

"That's okay dude. I didn't know who my dad was until recently either….Though your parents basically being a rock is sorta messed up, but also sorta awesome, so whatever. Hey! I just realized. This means I'm older than you man, plus I'm from 1973 so I'm waaaaay older than you. Just saying. You can't keep referring Wanda and me as children anymore."

Vision gave Pietro an amused smile, "Though I don't know much about it, I do know the stone is a very ancient artifact, perhaps existing since the very beginning of time. Therefore, technically speaking I am much older than you. Additionally, do not take this wrong way, but based on maturity level in terms of development and mental capacity, you are still very much an adolescent, despite your travel through time, whereas I am a fully matured adult."

Pietro thought about this for a moment before responding, "pffft whatever. I still say I'm older." To which Vision had just chuckled again.

The guy was actually a pretty cool dude, and Pietro didn't seem to be annoying him at all, which was kind of insulting honestly. He is usually super good at annoying people. Not that he really wanted to annoy Vision. He seemed like he could be formidable if he wanted too, and he could walk through walls and fly, which Pietro had found out when Vision had gone searching through the highest kitchen cabinets to find the Oreos.

But Pietro was pretty sure if Vision did get into a fight with someone the guy would feel pretty bad about it, and probably be giving advice about how to treat the injury at the same time he was fighting. Pietro could be imaging Vision being like, 'punch' you will need to 'punch' ice the affected area 'punch' until the swelling subsides.

Lost in thought, Pietro didn't realize Vision had started speaking again. "Sorry, what?" asked Pietro.

Patient as ever, Vision replied, "I said, our resident doctor here could look at your leg Peter. I don't know how long ago your injuries occurred, but at the very least she could check on your injury. With your abilities, I would surmise that you may have accelerated healing too, so it could be time for the cast to come off, or at the very least she could put on a more well crafted cast or brace."

"Yea…yea that'd be good, I guess. Thanks." said Pietro after a moment. He didn't very much like the idea of doctors anymore, but he knew that logically, they weren't all evil and that most of them were probably really good people. Plus, if Vision trusted the doctor than she was probably alright or at least sane.

"Peter?" started Vision again.

"Hmm?"

"Do you know what the symbol on your shirt represents?"

Pietro looked down at the dark blue shirt he was wearing with its red and white concentric circles and a final blue circle containing a white star. "Uhhh. I don't know. America? I just figured Al picked it up at some store that had leftover 4th of July memorabilia."

Vision smiled at him. "In a way you are correct. It does represent America, but it also represents much more than that. It is a symbol of Captain America, or more precisely, his shield. The Captain, or Steve Rogers, is another one of the Avengers, and he is a gallant man. Like you and your sister and father, he is also not originally of this time. It is a long story, but he ended up frozen in time. He fought for his country back in World War II and gave many people hope, and he continues to do so today."

"Huh." Replied Pietro. This Captain America guy sounded like a cool dude, though Pietro was a little embarrassed that he was sporting a shirt that commemorated a guy who he hadn't known anything about before a second ago and would probably end up meeting at some point since this Rogers guy was an Avenger, and they were in his home base and all. Oh well. He wasn't about to ask Vision for a new shirt, especially if the dude fought against Nazis.

I wonder if Dad would get along with the Captain guy. Maybe they'll become best buds, and he won't feel the need to make everyone here pay for kidnapping us…wishful thinking I suppose.

It was fun to talk to and joke around with Vision. It had been so long since Pietro had had a lighthearted conversation. For a moment he almost felt like his old self…and then that moment ended.

Vision's phone vibrated loudly, and Pietro flinched violently, causing his character, some plumber looking dude with overalls, a mustache, and red hat, to die in the video game he was playing.

Ignoring the phone, Vision looked at Pietro full of concern. "Are you alright, Peter?"

Pietro took some deep breathes, forcibly suppressing memories of electrocution that had been brought to the surface when the phone had vibrated. "I'm—I'm good. It just surprised me is all."

Vision gave him a skeptical look, but didn't say anything. "Who is it?" asked Wanda walking over to where the two were sitting. By the look she gave him, Pietro guessed she had noticed his little jump, but being the great sister that she was, she knew he didn't want her to address it. And hey at least he hadn't gone all comatose like he had with the electric clippers back at the farmhouse, so that was a plus.

"It's agent Hill. She just sent a text message, which is an electronic communication in the form of text." said Vision

"Yea that's crazy that that's possible nowadays, and you can carry a phone anywhere with you here, but since the communication is called a 'text message,' it seems pretty self-explanatory dude. Continue." Said Pietro

"Ah yes, well she was just checking in on both of you. I think she feels rather guilty about incapacitating you earlier back on Mr. Walker's farm, though I'm sure she believes it was for your own safety and the best course of action at the time."

Though Wanda and Pietro never saw Agent Hill because, ya know she sorta took them by surprise. Pietro thought it was nice that she was at least trying to make amends. Wanda didn't seem to care though saying "Well tell her we are just dandy, being confined here, while we wait for people to finish up at a very important meeting before we can see our father." Her words dripped of sarcasm.

Vision looked like he was about to say something but he was interrupted as the doors to the large common area they were in slid open, and they all looked over to see who had arrived. In came a very large young muscled blonde man, who Pietro hadn't seen before, but Pietro hardly paid him any attention because behind the man was Erik looking a little tired and stressed, but otherwise like his usual self, complete with his signature scowl.

Pietro didn't think when he saw Erik beyond that he suddenly realized how much he had missed him and also how worried he was that the Avengers were hurting him, despite Vision seeming trustworthy and Pietro trying to appear outwardly unfazed by the whole situation. Part of him still thought the Avengers could have some hidden agenda, and intended to keep Wanda and him separated from Erik forever.

So again without a thought, Pietro shouted "Dad!" Then moving faster than anyone else in the room could perceive, Pietro managed to hop/run across the room, since the crutches the Avengers had supplied were out of reach. He pummeled into Erik, half because he was just so happy to see him and half because he couldn't really run at super speed and balance at the same-time. Reaching Erik, Pietro crashed into his father, wrapping his arms around him in a fierce hug.

*I did not come up with this little comparison. I think it's a meme, so thank you for that internet.