Wanda jerked awake in pitch darkness. She was paralyzed by terror, and her face was wet with tears.

"Brother…" she whispered brokenly. She wished he were with her, if only for a moment. She wished she could die. Die to let him live. She should have died when Sokovia fell. She would have been with Pietro again. But the Vision had saved her. Saved her from being reunited with her other half. Saved her from what she wanted, to keep her from seeing the one person she couldn't live without.

She didn't realize she was crying again, and she had to bite down on her fist to stop from sobbing out loud, screaming her agony. The only sound in the darkness was her faint whimpering sobs. She tasted blood in her mouth and realized how hard she had been biting down, but she didn't want to wake the others. Except maybe one. One who could calm her. But she wouldn't. Not if it meant revealing how damaged she was by her loss.

Wanda closed her eyes and cried, and before long, an uneasy rest claimed her.

Wanda woke up at the light filtering into her dark room through the curtained windows. She got up and put on a light blouse and a skirt and headed for the kitchen again. She didn't have training until noon, but she was still awake at 7:10.

Hmm, I slept in, she thought, grabbing herself some orange juice and sitting down at the table. She wasn't that hungry yet, but she grabbed herself a piece of toast anyway and set about to explore the facility.

She found herself at a staircase going up, and she headed up. She opened the huge wooden doors and looked around the massive library she was standing in. She had never been great at reading, especially in English, but she did like to learn new things. She quietly moved through the library, staring up at the huge shelves filled with knowledge.

Wanda grabbed an interesting looking book and headed for the center of the library, where there was a fireplace, a few comfy looking armchairs, and a thick Persian rug. She curled up on one of the armchairs and glanced at the empty fireplace before returning her gaze to the cover of the book, which seemed to be about wolves. She shrugged and opened to a random page.

A pack of wolves is made up of an alpha male and an alpha female, their offspring who make up the majority of the pack, the pups…

Wanda lost herself in the reading, and when she checked the clock, it was already 11:50.

She cursed in Sokovian, and dropped her book and hurtled downstairs, heading for one of the rooms that Steve had pointed out to her after dinner the night before. She opened the door with her powers and raced in, shutting it telekinetically behind her.

She looked around the room, which was - oddly decorated, to say the least. There were large metal rings around the room, and tables with assorted things on them, including hammers, a stack of papers, a ball, and a blanket.

Steve glanced up and smiled. "Hello Wanda. Natasha and I set this up so you could practice with your powers. We want you to be able to use them precisely. Let's get started. First, I want you to use your powers to move this hammer through the hoops."

Wanda nodded. This was going to be unusual. She concentrated on the hammer and immersed herself into the flow of magic, and the hammer lifted from the table. She pushed it with her mind and used her hands to direct the precise flow. She made it through the first hoop easily enough, but had trouble turning it at an easy angle and ended up embedding it in a wall twice.

Steve stopped her on her third attempt. "Try it slower," he advised. She managed it well enough, but didn't get it through flawlessly. At least it didn't end with her lodging it in the wall again.

Steve started her on her next exercise. "Try and tear this paper on the dotted line," he said, showing her the line going straight through the paper.

She lifted the paper slightly so she could see it better, and she tried to tear it evenly, but instead the entire paper was ripped to shreds. She clenched her fists in frustration and tried again, with similar results. Steve stopped her again before she lost her temper.

"I didn't expect you to be able to do everything perfectly. Let's try a simpler one. Take this blanket and wad it into a ball."

She used her powers to grab the blanket, and she mimed the action, making a perfect ball. He made her repeat it a few times, and she was sure it was the only exercise she could successfully finish.

Steve nodded. "Good. We've been working for a while. Let's wrap it up," he said.

Wanda looked at the clock, which read 5:30, to her surprise. The hammer thing must've taken longer than she'd thought. She released the flow of magic, leaving her feeling tired for a moment before he strength returned.

Steve nodded. "Good. You can go," he said and she walked out the door.

She walked toward her room but stopped halfway there. She wanted to go outside. She headed to the door and stood in the brisk air, watching the sun sink ever so slowly below the horizon.

Wanda flinched and spun on heel as someone put their hand on her shoulder. She turned to see the cloaked figure of Vision, a curious expression on his face.

Wanda reached out with her mind and touched Vision's consciousness. She felt the slight buzz of his mind that she didn't feel in other humans, and there was no trace of the destruction that had been Ultron's mind. His mind was organized and sophisticated, but undeniably human, but with slight differences that reminded her that he was more than that. She smiled slightly.

Hello, she thought and was pleasantly surprised when he answered her quickly.

Hello Wanda. This is… highly unusual.

She retreated from his mind with a touch of nervousness. "I'm sorry. Does it… bother you?" she asked.

"No. I do not mind," he said reassuringly.

She smiled. "I have heard that there are many movies that the Americans are fond of. Would you like to watch one with me sometime?" she asked, her anxiety a tight ball in the pit of her stomach. To her relief, Vision nodded.

"I would like that. We are taking a day off in a few days. Would you like to watch one then?" he asked, and Wanda nodded.

"It is nearly time for dinner," he said, and Wanda walked beside him towards the main building.