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Chapter Six

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Ultron, Wanda and Pietro were in South Africa now but were waiting until the next day to make their move and head to the shipyard to get Vibranium and so now they were staying in some dingy abandoned house while Ultron did who knows what.

Wanda peered at her twin brother with a look of concern on her face, since they had encountered the Avengers in Sokovia her brother has been acting odd….distant even and Wanda did not like it in the least. It worried her. Wanda knew what had happened in those woods when Pietro had ran off of the base and into the woods to confront the Avengers, she saw the girl that had a power that made it possible for her to keep up with him and his super speed, she saw how she talked and teased him, how she had kissed him and she had seen how her brother had reacted to that and she was able to tell how he felt about her and it was definitely more than curiosity which he had told her it was. Pietro did not need to think about this girl who was with the Avenger's, nothing good would come of it.

"You like her." Wanda said suddenly as she looked intently at her brother who turned from his spot by the window that looked down into the city and instead looked into his sister's eyes.

"What?" Pietro questioned in confusion, wondering what his sister was talking about. "Who?"

Wada gave her brother a look, "You like her." She repeated to him. "That girl from the woods. The one who is with the Avengers. You like her." She said to him simply as she crossed her arms.

Pietro looked at his sister with a raised brow, "Why do you say that?" he asked with a straight face refusing to allow his sister to know what he truly thought of the girl.

The truth was that Pietro was more than just curious and intrigued by the wild curly blonde haired girl with dark eyes and skin nearly as pale as his and his sister's and it wasn't just because she had powers; she was brave and had chased after him without a moment's hesitation even though she knew that he was allied with Hydra, she was not afraid to take him head on and he appreciated that. The girl was not afraid to speak her mind as she proved to him when she mentioned being in a situation with him that required less clothing, most girls that he had met would not dare to make comments or jokes along those lines, but this girl….woman did so without any hint of embarrassment on her face. She was an enigma that he wanted to unravel.

Wanda looked at her brother with hesitation for a moment, he was not going to like what she was about to tell him, "I know that you like her because I saw it in your mind." She said and then gently tapped the side of her head with her fingers.

"Wanda!" Pietro hissed angrily at her when she said that to him, Wanda had promised him when she had first developed her powers that the only time she would ever use her powers on him was if it was a life and death situation but her going into his mind to find out what he thought of the girl he encountered was not a worthy reason to use them. "Why would you do that?" he questioned, eyes narrowed at his only living relative in anger and betrayal.

At that Wanda gave a heavy sigh before answering Pietro's anger filled question, "I was worried for you Pietro, you were being distant…quiet. I wasn't sure what was going on with you so I decided to look into your mind to find out." She admitted to him and gave a sad grimace when she noticed he was still giving her a dark look for prying into his mind when she did not have a right to. "I did not wish to but I didn't know what else to do. You were not talking to me about what happened even when I asked you."

Pietro wanted to be angry at Wanda for what she did, for the fact that she had used her power on him but no matter how much he wanted to he could not. Pietro understood where Wanda was coming from and understood that she had done it only because she was worried for him and that was why she looked into his mind to figure out what it was that he wasn't telling her. Wanda was his younger sister by thirteen minutes, she was the only person who meant anything to Pietro, she was the only person that Pietro would kill for without guilt and no matter how many times they argued, fought or got annoyed at one and another they were family – the only family each other had left – and because of that Pietro could not stay angry at her for all that long especially now. They had plans that needed to be put into action.

"There is nothing that you need to worry about Wanda," Pietro spoke to her in a soft tone of voice as he approached her and pulled her into a tight hug which Wanda more than accepted and tried to call herself of the worry she had for her brother and the girl that seemed to have captured his attention. "I will not do anything stupid. I promise." He said to her and gently kissed her atop of her head and brushed some of her hair out of her eyes.

At that Wanda raised her brow at her brother and stepped out of his comforting embrace, "Pietro, I do not wish for you to get involved with that girl ordo anything stupid because of this….fascination that you have with her. I know that the fact that she has powers makes her interesting and I too am curious because of that but you cannot lose sight of what we are doing. Of what we need to do." She told him pointedly as she gestured with her hands out towards the South African town they were in. "We are here for a reason Pietro, not for a vacation or for just the hell of it but we are here to help Ultron."

Pietro gave her an annoyed look that she was lecturing him like a mother would do to a disobedient child. "I know this Wanda. I know what we are here for." He said to her as he ran his hands through his silver/blonde colored hair.

Placated, Wanda patted her brother on the side of the face as she looked intently into his blue colored eyes. "Then do not forget that this girl that you are fascinated with is with the Avengers. And even if you wished for it, she will not leave them to join our cause and to seek revenge on Tony Stark. She is our enemy Pietro, do not get distracted from our goal because of a pretty girl." She cautioned him in a motherly tone of voice that reminded him of their mother who it still hurt to think about.

"Do no worry Wanda, I will not let myself get distracted by a pretty girl as you say." Pietro told her with a playful smirk on his face which made his sister look at him admonishingly.

Pietro knew that he needed to keep his eye on the prize, on seeking revenge for what Stark had done to himself and his family, for the fact that his family was dead because of Stark and his weapons. He owed it to his mother Malina and his father Luka, he and Wanda both owed it to them to seek revenge for what Tony Stark had done to them. No matter how pretty or intriguing the girl was he must not forget why he and Wanda were helping Ultron.

~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~ Author's note ~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~

Well I know it was short but I thought seeing a bit of Pietro and Wanda is a good thing, espeically Pietro!

As usual please Review, I really do love reading them and I need them, it gives me hope and inspiration to keep on going with my story when I hit a wall in my writing. So Review to your hearts content!

QUOTES:

"Whoever said that loss gets easier with time was a liar. Here's what really happens: The spaces between the times you miss them grow longer. Then, when you do remember to miss them again, it's still with a stabbing pain to the heart. And you have guilt. Guilt because it's been too long since you missed them last."

"On the death of a friend, we should consider that the fates through confidence have devolved on us the task of a double living, that we have henceforth to fulfill the promise of our friend's life also, in our own, to the world."

― Henry David Thoreau