"Está bien, amor."
Pietro flinched as he snapped to consciousness, his body sliding down the wall slightly. On his left, Wanda groaned sleepily before leaning further into his shoulder. Shaking his head as he straightened up, and careful not to wake his sister, he saw Beatrix rest her chin on his right shoulder, watching him in concern. Blinking, he rubbed at his eyes. "I'm sorry to have woken you." He apologized.
"I wasn't asleep, Pietro, don't worry." She promised. "Is everything okay?"
Remaining silent, he looked around the large cell. There was almost ten of them left now. The large crowd they had initially been imprisoned with had been slowly drained from, taking a couple people every few weeks for testing; and none of them ever came back. So, as the months dragged on, their numbers dwindled, and the fear and curiosity of the unknown grew.
"Do you remember why Wanda and I agreed to be experimented on in the first place?" He asked lowly.
Bea nodded. "To avenge your parents."
"Yes." Pietro unconsciously tightened his grip on the two girls. "I had a nightmare. You and Wanda were ripped away from me, just as my parents were." He admitted, trying to blink away tears and the vivid dream that had tightly gripped him moments ago
Looking away briefly, she shifted on the ground so that she could snuggle in closer to him and bring a hand up to comb through his shaggy hair, softly brushing it away from his forehead. "You have nothing to fear, cariño." She promised. "We're right here beside you; we always will. Nothing will ever change that. I promise."
Pulling her closer, he pressed a kiss to her forehead. "Thank you, Printessa." He whispered against her skin.
Still stroking his hair, she smiled to herself. "Anything for you, Pietro." She shivered slightly when he weaved a hand into her messy curls as he rested his stubbly cheek to her forehead.
"Hmmm…" He hummed lazily, a smile gracing his own lips.
"You going to be able to sleep anymore?" She asked.
Sighing, he shrugged slightly. "I don't know." He admitted.
Thinking for a moment, she pulled away from his embrace and sagged slightly against the wall before pulling on his arm, coaxing him to lie against her. Locking gazes with her, he slowly leaned down, Wanda slowly falling with him so she rested against his chest as he rested his head under Bea's chin. Wrapping her arms around the Maximoff twins, she pressed a kiss into Pietro's messy brown hair. "Sleep now, mi amor." She whispered.
Allowing himself to relax, he sighed as he listened to her heartbeat, it's gentle thudding slowly lulling him to sleep.
The following morning, Wanda was surprised to find herself in her brother's full embrace, but instantly felt happiness flow through her as she began to smile when she saw him fast asleep and wrapped up in Beatrix's arms.