AN: OH MY GOODNESS THANK YOU ALL FOR THE SUPPORT! Shout out to Jesuslovesmarina, your review made me smile so hard you have no idea! Thank you! Also I chose a song that fits this story, "Unsteady" X Ambassadors. I changed the lyrics a lil bit ;).

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"Wanda, come here, approach, appear.

Vision, I'm alone, 'cause this house don't feel like home."

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9:30. Finally.

Wanda got out of bed, did her normal rotuine and headed torwards the kitchen. Every morning Vision usually cooks for the team, he programmed so many recipies in his mind, the team thought he was gonna explode because of so much information.

No sign of the golden cape anywhere. "Oh, right." Wanda muttered slowly to herself. But suddenly she looked to her left and saw Vision and Rogers, making their way into the kitchen.

Vision was awfully slow. When he floated, his feet seemed to drag across the shiny ebony floor. Diagnosis 2. Wanda shivered.

Yet, he doesn't know. He doesn't know about any of this. She wondered what he was thinking. Maybe he was thinking 'What is wrong with me?'. She didn't feel like climbing into his brain at the moment. Her heart would break more if she took the chance.

"Morning." Wanda lifted her head to see Steve's warm, welcome smile. She grinned awkwardly and then she turned to Vision.

"Hi, Viz." She said softly.

The android looked up at her and swallowed. "Miss Maximoff..." He paused. "Hello."

"Uh Viz, you said the other day you have a good recipe for pancakes. I could make them..."

Vision declined Steve's request. "No no, I can make them. You and Miss Maximoff may sit."

Steve gave a slight worried look to Wanda. Eventually, he guided her to the couch where the two sat between a long glass coffee table. Soft rattles came from the kitchen. Typical. Vision was always careful with dishes and food.

Wanda looked outside and enjoyed the scenery. Dark grey clouds rolled in making the Scarlet Witch perk up. That meant rain, Wanda absolutley adored rain.

Steve rested his palm on his chin and looked outside as well. "Well, Thor could be here." He chuckled.

"Maybe." Wanda smiled back. She then pressed her lips together and listened to the rattling made by Vision. She didn't want to give him full on attention, but she was a bit worried.

She could notice Cap was too. Steve's soft blue eyes filled with brightness and contrast, and they way he crossed his large arms gave Wanda a sign.

A metallic 'clang' echoed in the room. Wanda and Steve turned their head's in a flash to see Viz's hand shaking right after he dropped the cooking pan. He android laughed awkwardly. Wanda has heard his laugh, not loudly but maybe a faint chuckle now and then. But this laugh was different.

Thunder rolled in as well. And a few flashes of lighting. Yet Wanda still focused on Vision. The android's crimson hands shook as he picked up the pan. He already made the batter and mixed it at just the right speed. He set the pan back on the stove and began to pour the batter.

Steve's breath hitched, his twined his hand around his left arm out of nervousness. Steve was right at what he predicted, Vision fell to the ground, the batter spilled and his hands were still shaking.

"Viz!" Wanda gasped and ran to the android.

Behind her she could hear the frantic yells of Steve. "Vision! Vision!"

Wanda stopped and looked into Vision's eyes. They were like Steve's, bright, worried. And almost, wet?

She released her hand from her side and held it out to Vision. The android refused and ran out of the room. Not float, ran.

"Wanda." Steve started. The Scarlet witch turned to Steve. "I will do this."

Steve backed away from Wanda and nodded slowly. He understood, Wanda was the closest to Vision anyway. He could share anything with her.

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Wanda quickly walked out the backdoor of the HQ. She scanned the area quickly and ran across several sidewalks. The rain got harder and harder to move around in. She turned her head and saw the forest area of upstate New York. And right infront of the pathway through the forest, was a long golden cape, surrounding the Vision.

Wanda began to run. The water splashed on her black leggings and her favorite red shirt, it doesn't matter anymore. She bent down and Vision turned to her faster than the speed of sound. She was right, his blue lenses were full of tears.

"What's wrong with me?" He bearly managed to say.

Wanda said nothing. She grabbed his arm and she slowly guided him. Vision was able to stand and float in midair for a short hight.

He continued to silently cry, yet his hands didn't move to wipe the tears away from his artificial skin.

Wanda began to cry too. She sniffed as she wiped the tears away from her cheeks, then she began to reach out torwards the Vision. For the first time she felt his cheeks, his skin, and his tears. It was warm, it felt human and full of life. The tears were gone, yet quiet 'sniffs' still lingered.

Vision's hands shook as he touched Wanda's shoulders.

"Vision, it's going to be ok." She repeated. "It's going to be ok." She put her arms under his and pulled him into an embrace. It felt weird when Vision sniffed and whimpered, it definitley wasn't him, yet, it felt like him at the same time.

"Vision..." Wanda whimpered. She rubbed his back slowly and carefully, she tried hard to make him warm.

Vision's limbs fell to the ground and Wanda fell right with him. He stopped crying, but his eyes were still filled with terror and sadness. Oh how Wanda Maximoff wished she could give him the ability to fly again, assuming he can't fly anymore. She thinks she's right, he hardly floats anymore, maybe once or twice a day, not 24/7 anymore.

She wanted Vision to take off. Past the moon, the stars, to a place where he felt home. But he's trapped here in this hellhole. This was Stark's fault, all Stark's...

Wanda stopped herself and the faint red glow moved away from her hands. She looked at the Vision, it was now his turn to clear her eyes.

The two continued to embrace for a while longer, untill Vision broke off and looked into Wanda's hazel eyes. "I apologize..."

"Well there's an Ihop downtown, I mean, no one can compete with your batter, but I think they're cakes are alright." She managed to bear a smile. "Do you want to go?"

"I would be delighted." He smiled softly and he stood up, helping the witch up as well. "I'll contact Steven and-."

"No!" Wanda held a hand up. "Um, I mean. How about just you and me. We haven't been together one on one in quite a while."

"Oh yes. That's fine, I'm still delighted in joining you."

Wanda only smiled and grabbed his hand. No more words. She thought Vision would have more questions about what just happened. Not a word, only a greet deticated to Steve and then Wanda and Vision took off to the diner.

'Does he know? Will he ever know?' Wanda talked to Steve inside his mind.

'I'm not sure...'

'You know I can't deal with this, death.'

Steve sighed and watched Wanda and the android walk out the door.

'I know.'