Pietro's senses were still running high occasionally, it was like going on a sugar high before crashing, leaving him exhausted and slightly loopy on his cot. He felt caged, he was caged. His sister was fine, List kept giving her things to play with using her new powers, but he wasn't given a chance to properly test out his own abilities. Instead he was confined to a glass box going mad as scientists observed his every movement.

On the other side of the glass wall, the lab was shut down for the night and the twins left alone. Next door, Wanda was already asleep while Pietro was left lying awake. The lab was much quieter at night, leaving only the low hum to fill the air. So, when the sudden but short sound of shifting sand came from across the large room, he sat up.

"Hello?" He called out, looking past the glass and into the lab. When he didn't get a response, he got off his cot to try and peer further into the dark. "Hello?"

He fell back onto the floor however when a swirl of dark particles erupted in front of him before dissolving and revealing a tall thin woman standing before him. "Pietro?" The woman whispered.

Looking up in recognition of the familiar voice, Pietro raked his gaze over Beatrix in disbelief over and over again, unable to believe that she was alive and in front of him. Once realizing that this was not a trick of the mind, he rushed to his feet, making Bea flinch in surprise at his super speed as he pulled her into a tight embrace, though she returned the hug just as tightly. "Beatrix, my god." He whispered as he began to cry into her shoulder. "I thought you were dead, they said you were dead!"

"I thought you were dead!" She too began to cry.

"List said you were dead." He told her, pulling away to cradle her face.

"I was, at least I think I was. I woke up in a mass grave they dumped me into. Pietro, it was terrifying." She told him, placing a hand over one of his.

"Oh, printessa, what happened to you?" He sighed, pulling her back into a tight protective hug.

"I think I did die, but it was more like a computer reboot, some sort of system restart." She explained. "When I woke up and realized where I was, I began to panic, wanting to just be home. Then… suddenly, there I was. I was home."

"You can teleport." He stated.

"Yes." She laughed slightly, pulling back. "And you're fast."

"How did you know?" He asked, noticing her now short curls and gently tugging on a strand.

"When I scared you just then." She said, relaxing bit by bit. "One moment you were on the ground, next you were wrapped around me. Somewhat obvious then."

"That is true." He admitted, grabbing her arm to tug her towards his cot so he could lie down and have her lie next to him, although, with the size of the cot, she was more so on top of him. "I missed you, Printessa." He sighed, pressing his lips to her temple. "You were gone for so long."

"I'm sorry, mi amore. I just had to adjust, figure out what's going on. It's… overwhelming." She sighed, earning another kiss to the head. "But I missed you too. Is Wanda…"

"Yes, she's fine." He promised. "She's just next door."

Her head snapping up at this, she began to smile. "Can we go see her?"

"Can you get us in the?" He asked curiously.

"Yes, come!" She said as she got up, pulling him up with her. Holding his hand as he laughed, she closed her eyes to think about where she wanted to be.

Keeping his own eyes open, Pietro watched in amazement as energy swirled around them, making him shiver at the cool sensation before they reappeared in Wanda's cell. "That was incredible." He praised her, once again kissing her forehead before leaving her blushing behind him as he rushed to his sister and began to wake her up. "Wanda! Wanda, wake up!" He whispered loudly, shaking her shoulder.

Groaning sleepily, Wanda turned over to face her brother. Blinking a couple of times, when she finally focused on him, she looked at him in confusion. "Pietro? How did you get in here? What's going on?"

"You have to be quiet." He told her before moving aside. "But look who turned out to be alive."

Looking past him, Wanda's eyes widened in shock when she saw Bea. "Beatrix!" She whispered, flying across the small space to embrace the girl who was like a sister to her.

"Wanda! I'm so happy you're alright!" Bea said, smoothing down Wanda's long hair.

"Pietro said that you were dead! What happened to you?" Wanda pulled back, glancing at Bea's short hair.

"It's a long story." Bea admitted. "And there's more here at play than we know."

Zipping around the two girls and so that he could stand behind Bea, he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her down with him as he sat on the round and so that she would be in his lap. "Tell us." He murmured, tightening his arms around her as he brushed his lips against her cheek.

"What did you learn?" Wanda asked as she sat across from them.

Looking between the twins, Bea sighed, unsure of where to start.