You fussed as you threw your sippy cup filled with lactose milk on the ground. It didn't taste bad, but it wasn't your mama's milk. No matter how many times you signed to your mama's that you wanted them to feed you, they just kept handing you back your sippy cup.

"Y/n, drink your milk. It's good milk." Wanda said as she took a sip from your (favorite color) sippy cup. She smiled as she handed it back to you.

You took a few sips and rubbed your tired eyes. Not only had you been fussy about your mama's giving you less breast milk, but you were also teething.

Natasha scooped you in her arms as she held your sippy cup for you and began to sway in a gentle motion. She frowned when she felt how hot your forehead felt when she leaned down to kiss your head. "Wanda, will you bring me the thermometer? Y/n, feels a little warm."

Your mama's doted on you as you continued to fuss in their arms. "Do you think we should take her in for a checkup?" Wanda asked as she frowned at the thermostat that read 102.5 fahrenheit.

"Let's give her some medicine and maybe a special mommy popsicle (frozen breastmilk) and see how she does." Nat said as she took you to the kitchen and placed you in your high chair, her heart shattered as you cried at being put down. "I know my baby. You don't feel good do you? Don't worry, we are going to make you feel better."

You screamed and cried when your mama Nat put a syringe of icky yucky medicine in your mouth and made you drink it. Your face was red from the fever and sticky medicine. When it came to taking medicine, you were the worst. You would often spit it out and your mama Wanda would have to hold your hands away from your face.

After Nat was satisfied with the amount of medication you actually swallowed she grabbed a "mom pop" from the freezer and handed it to you.

Your face lit up as you reached for the popsicle and happily stuck it in your mouth. The coldness from the popsicle instantly soothed your gums and the taste of the milk comforted you.

Wanda worked fast to take your shirt off. You were going to need a bath after you finished your little snack. Something in her gut told her that your fever was due to more than just teething, but she couldn't put her finger on it.

Wanda felt uneasy as she watched you sleep. The bath did little to lower your fever. Natasha had already called Helen and asked to keep a spot open in case they needed to come in. She also called Pepper to ask if maybe Peter was down with a bug.

"This doesn't make sense. I mean I know she is teething; but she shouldn't be this sick. Peter and all the kiddos who were at the party are completely fine." Nat said as she paced back and forth.

"I think we should take her to Helen… Do you think it could have anything to do with her powers? Did she ever tell you when she got her powers? Wanda asked as she focused on your chest rise and fall.

Nat bit her lip and shook her head as she let out a long sigh. "All she told me was that she started to experiment with her powers when she was a little girl, and because of that she lost her whole family. From what she's told me her magic was pretty strong."

Wanda teared up at the thought of you carrying the guilt of killing your whole family. You and Nat had never talked to her about your past in regards to your powers. She understood how uncontrolled chaotic magic could hurt others. She wondered if your magic was similar to her chaotic magic. After she lost her boys and Vision, she stopped using the tome to research her powers deeper.

"Wanda? Are you alright?" Nat asked as she looked at her girlfriend with concern shining in her eyes.

Wanda tried her best to pull herself out from her thoughts. She gave a weak smile to Nat, "I'm alright. I'm just worried."

You let out small whimpers as you started to wake up. Your whole body hurt and you felt cold even though you were wearing a warm onesie. Tears leaked down the side of your face right before your mama Nat scooped you up.

"What's wrong, malen'kiy?" Your mama did her best to soothe you as she rubbed your back, she frowned when she felt heat radiating off of you. "We need to get her to Medbay. Call Bruce too, we need to get to the bottom of this. I'm going to get y/n ready." Nat said as she rushed in getting your diaper bag all packed, making sure to pack your Tigey.

You cried deep painful cries as your mama's rushed you into Medbay. There Bruce and Helen worked fast to get you admitted into a room where they could monitor you. Your fever had reached a worrisome degree and the medical staff were working hard to get your temperature to drop.

They had you hooked up to an IV drip so that you wouldn't be dehydrated. Both of your mama's had to hold you down as they put the needle into your tiny arm. Hearing your cries broke everyone's hearts.

After what felt like hours you had started to calm down and you nuzzled your tear streaked face into your mama Wanda's neck and let out a tired whimper. The medication that Helen had given you was starting to lower your temperature and take some of the aches and pains away.

Bruce walked into the room with a tablet in his hand. "On a physical level y/n is teething, but on the superhuman level, we don't have enough data on her powers to be certain that they are causing her to be sick. I think it's best if we keep her here for a few days to run more tests."

Nat nodded her head in agreement, "whatever it takes we will do. I just don't want y/n to be in any more pain like how she was today." She leaned down and placed a kiss on the top of your head.

As you slept you whimpered from terrible nightmares that were plaguing you. Images from your past haunted you as you saw blue magic explode from your hands killing your whole family along with the Hydra soldiers who had come to take you away from your family. Your body trembled as your whimpers turned to cries of distress.

Wanda and Nat watched in horror as they ran to your side as blue magic shot out from your little hands opening up a portal that was sucking everything into it and was growing bigger by the second.

Your eyes flew open as you cried, "mama!" You felt the pull of the portal and before they could even grab you, your small body flew through the portal.