A lot of explaining about Wanda and Pietro's relationship in this chapter. If you like it please review!

"Pietro! Sit down," Wanda finally said to Pietro who had been pacing around the room they would be sharing for the past ten minutes. Pietro sighed, sitting down on his twin bed and dropping his head into his hands. Now that the Brotherhood had showered and been fed, Xavier had called a meeting with the X-Men to discuss the Brotherhood's arrival, and waiting for it to be over was making Pietro sick to his stomach. Wanda looked sadly at him for a moment before she got off her bed and sat down next to Pietro on his. Pietro raised his head to look at her, and it was obvious that the lack of sleep was getting to him from his sickly appearance. Wanda couldn't bring herself to touch her twin brother, so she tried to comfort him with words.

"Pietro…" she started, not sure what she could say to make everything better. As he stared at her with soulless blue eyes, Wanda wondered what else Magneto had done to him to make him this way. There was no doubt in her mind that it was Magneto's fault- everything that had gone wrong in their short lives was. Wanda broke from Pietro's penetrating stare, and felt guilt bubble up inside her. When she first came to live with the Brotherhood it was so easy to take her hatred of Magneto out on Pietro. During all those years in the mental institution she had convinced herself that it was his fault, he didn't try to stop Magneto form putting her away, and the memory had replayed in her mind more times than she could count. Now that she thought about it, it was silly to think that a toddler would've had any power over an adult. Not that Magneto could even be considered human…what kind of father would use his own children as test subjects, and then get rid of them when they were no longer useful in his experiments?

Although they were twins Wanda and Pietro could not look less like each other, Wanda looked just like their late mother while Pietro had the misfortune of inheriting looks that made him almost identical to the man he hated. It was true that Wanda mostly avoided Pietro because she couldn't stand being in the same room as someone who so closely resembled a monster. Wanda couldn't help it, she just couldn't get rid of that grudge she had against Pietro no matter how hard she tried--and she was trying.

The door opened and Wanda and Pietro both looked up to see Lance and Toad standing in the doorway. Lance was the only one wearing clean clothes because he had saved some of his things from the fire, and Pietro couldn't help but feel jealous that he hadn't done the same. He had been so focused on getting out that he hadn't thought to grab any belongings.

"Hey," Lance said awkwardly, "We were getting pretty tired of just sitting, so we decided to see what you guys were doing and…"

"Lance, shut up and sit down," Pietro said smiling for the first time in weeks. Lance returned the smile and sat down on Wanda's bed so he was facing them. Lance's smile was more than enough of an apology for the mood he had been in lately. Toad shuffled in after him keeping his eyes on the floor, and shut the door after him.

"Soooo, are we just waiting until someone comes up to get us?" Lance asked.

"Pretty much…have you thought about what you're gonna to say to Kitty?" Pietro smirked obnoxiously. Wanda looked at Pietro curiously, wondering where this sudden bout of energy was coming from. He hadn't acted like the seemingly carefree Pietro in ages. Acted. That was the perfect word for Pietro's behavior; it was all an act. An act that had people thinking that nothing was wrong with him when nothing could be so far from the truth, and it worked so well.

Lance shrugged, "I have thought about what I'm going to say to Summers, though. If he tries anything I'm gonna kill him, no questions asked."

Pietro nodded in agreement to this while Wanda looked thoughtful for a moment before saying, "Lance you better not get us kicked out of here. We should be really grateful right now, and on our best behavior. Besides I'm a lot sneakier than you, if there are any problems I should be the one to take care of them."

Lance and Pietro stared at her, dumbfounded. Wanda rarely said a word when they had lived in the Boarding House together; she had kept to her self pretty much the whole time, only discussing things when it was necessary, so it was shocking that she was actually taking part in their conversation. In some weird way surviving the fire was bringing the members of the Brotherhood closer together; closer than they ever had been when they were a team.

"Wanda, if I'm not mistaken, were you trying to be funny?" Pietro asked her dramatically, his eyebrows arched for emphasis. Toad looked up from the floor to Wanda who was actually smiling and nodding her head slightly. Toad was about to say something when someone knocked on the door.