I'm With You| 12
Summary: After taking the time she needed in order to heal and figure herself out, Y/n is ready to move on from Natasha Romanoff.
A/N: Hello! Sorry I still don't have a proper chapter for Wonderstruck yet :( But here's one for this story! Hope y'all are doing well! Enjoy!
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Several Months Later
Y/n tosses and turns in her bed, sweating profusely. Moans of discomfort can be heard in the room across from hers. Disrupting the Sokovian witch’s night practices. Wanda knew that if she wanted to access every ability possible, she had to keep discovering them. And with the amount of missions that she gets sent on lately, there wasn’t a lot of time to discover new abilities. She only got to practice and perfect what they knew how to help train her.
Another loud groan breaks her focus and she recognizes the sound. She quickly leaves her room to check on her friend. She knocks on the door a few times, calling out Y/n’s name. When there isn’t a response other than more pain noises, she uses her powers to unlock the door.
“Y/n!” she gasps. The girl's veins are glowing and her eyes are open but are replaced by a bright yellow light. She tries to access her mind from this distance but all she can get is a few flashes of images. She turns on the lights in the room and hurries to her friend's side. She looks at the girl's body from head to toe. The clothing she is wearing is burning off without flames. Revealing wounded flesh with veins glowing yellow. Wanda blinks a few times in hopes it was some bizarre hallucination. When it doesn't stop, she starts panicking, having no idea how to fix this.
“Okay, okay, you're going to have to trust me here,” she puts both hands over the burning stone and emits her red energy. “STOP!” She shouts.
The yellow glow travels up Y/n's veins and collects at the stone. Her eyes shut and they're normal when they open. Her temperature drops, her body absorbs the sweat, and her clothes return to normal. “Hey Wanda,” she says as if nothing has happened. She can tell that her friend is worried and she frowns, “What's wrong?”
“You,” she struggles to answer. “I-I,” she points to the door. “I was practicing in my room and heard something coming from here and the stone was doing something bad to you.”
“Oh!” Y/n sits up as she figures out how to explain that it wasn't anything bad. “It was showing me things, Wanda. I was safe,” she says.
“It didn't sound safe, definitely didn't look like it.” Wanda says skeptically.
“It doesn't feel pleasant, but it wasn't anything bad. I promise,” she vaguely explains as she moves off of the bed.
“What is it then?” She looks at her with apprehension. Wanda is concerned that her friend isn't being safe.
“In order to communicate with the stone, I have to let it connect with all of me. All it was doing was showing me things,” Y/n states calmly as she takes her friends hands. “It’s like you and your late night studies,” she compares. “I’m only trying to discover more about myself.”
“But you weren't just seeing yourself, there was more,” she recalls the flashes of people dying from what she was able to get from your mind. “What are you hiding?”
Y/n is hiding a lot, but she doesn’t know it. After discovering just how much knowledge she can find out through the stone, she couldn’t help but learn as much as she could. It was a bit overwhelming, but she liked discovering the endless possibilities. Know about the kinds of threats they may face. Find out what could happen at the team's next missions. Things like that. And though she was curious about her personal life, she enjoyed living each day as if she didn’t possess the ability to know beforehand. She also enjoyed learning about the secrets of the universe and the keys to life. However, she never got to keep a full conscious memory of these moments with the stone. She remembers a few bits of information here and there, but never enough to give her anxiety in her day to day.
So, when Y/n tells Wanda, “I’m not hiding anything,” she technically isn’t lying. Wanda believes her and drops the subject. “Have you been working on that healing trick I showed you?”
Wanda nods, “Yeah but,” she lets out a small laugh, “it’s tough to practice when I don’t have someone else to heal. And I don’t think harming myself is the answer.”
“No, that’s definitely not the answer,” Y/n giggles. “Well, we can start small. Look for injured animals and work from there.”
“We?” Wanda asks.
Y/n nods, “Of course, you shouldn't have to do this alone.” She reaches her hand out to Wanda who accepts it gratefully. The two gaze into each other's eyes with longing but neither does anything to get closer than they already are.
“I wish you were ready for me,” Wanda whispers.
Y/n gulps, her eyes drop to Wanda's lips and jump back to her green eyes. “I-” Her words are cut off as the emergency mission alarm and lights go off. “I swear, that's the worst thing my dad has ever invented.” She mutters as she drops her head.
Wanda laughs as she rubs Y/n’s arm. “I think it just saved you.”
Y/n shakes her head and lifts it to look Wanda in the eye again. “I don't need saving this time.” This catches the telepath's attention and instead of having the two of them rush off. She remains standing in front of her. Waiting for her to make a move. Y/n steps closer as a wave of nervousness washes over her. Just as she is about to kiss her, someone is banging on her door.
“Come on! It's an Avenger level threat!” Pietro says as he continues to slap his hand against the door. “Quit making out in there!” Wanda groans as everything continues to disrupt the moment and the two girls have to leave the room.
Wanda opens the door with an evil glare for her brother. “We weren't making out,” she says through gritted teeth. Pietro holds his hands up in surrender.
“I’m sorry, I thought Y/n was in there with Natasha again. I should've known it was you in there when I couldn't find you in your room. Well, we've got to go.” Pietro speeds off to the meeting room where everyone else should be. Wanda is thrown off by the information her brother had dropped so casually and she turns to Y/n.
“Why did Pietro think you would be making out with Nat?” Wanda says.
Y/n panics at the question and tries to divert the topic of conversation. “Come on, we're already running behind. We don't want to get in trouble,” she pulls Wanda out of her room and the telepath follows with a frown. She knows that something is wrong. She calls Y/n's name to try and get her back to the question but the girl expertly avoids the topic and when they get to the rest of the team there isn't time for questions like that. It was time to get serious about the mission.
As per usual, there isn't much time for a briefing, so they all pile into two separate quinjets. They used to only use one until it got destroyed in the middle of a mission and they had to wait around for hours for another to arrive. Except for Thor, he wished the team luck and called for Heimdall to transport him out of there. Those that have the ability to fly don’t typically fly long distances and they were exhausted from the fight.
Y/n buckles in and Wanda sits next to her so she doesn't miss when Natasha smirks at Y/n as she passes the girl on the way to pilot the jet. A look that she hasn't really seen from the former assassin. There was something going on and Wanda didn't like it. So, she breaks the rules and taps into Natasha's mind to get her answers.
“I can't do this again with you, Nat.” Y/n says as she enters her bedroom.
“Come on, Y/n. It's just one night. I know you miss me. I've seen you staring in training.” Natasha says as she dances her fingers on Y/n’s forearm. Referring to the other day when she was teaching Wanda some hand to hand combat moves. Natasha came up to her when the young Stark returned from a night out. She was tired of spending all of her time in the Avengers tower so she went out with Wanda and Pietro to show them around the city. It was a magical time. “I miss you, Y/n,” Natasha admits softly. “You’re the only person who knows how to make my toes curl.”
Y/n scoffs as she moves around the room, “Ah so you were having bad sex when you were cheating on me.” She removes her watch and sets it in her case of watches. Wanda remembers playing with it during dinner. Natasha closes her eyes as she tries not to let the words hurt. They come from a place of pain that she caused and she knows that it's going to take a long time to heal. “Look, Nat. I don't know why you're here. Don't you have your agreement with Hill or even some other agent? If you're that desperate for a lay, I'm sure you can find anyone to screw you if you walk into a place and ask.”
Natasha is surprised by the way Y/n is speaking to her. “Wow, I never thought you'd be a slut shamer.”
Y/n sighs, “I’m not shaming and I’m not calling you a slut. I'm making a suggestion. I don't want you, but plenty of people out there do. Go proposition one of them.”
Natasha steps in front of Y/n when she tries to leave the room. “I don't want any of them. I never have. I didn't even want Hill. I want you, I only ever want to be with you. Y/n, you're the only person I've ever given my heart. That means something to me. Please, give me another chance to show you how much I care about you.” She places her hand on Y/n’s chest and stares deeply into her eyes and Y/n can see that she is being genuine.
However, genuine or not it doesn't change the fact that Y/n is falling for someone else. That she is starting to forget the girl that allowed Natasha to string her along for so long. “Nat, I-” her words are cut off by Natasha's lips. The feeling is unfortunately something that Y/n's body misses. She was touch starved, other than a few stolen touches between her and Wanda, Y/n hasn't been in any romantic physical contact in months. She pulls away from Natasha for a second and looks at the woman's face and is filled with a strong anger and surprisingly, a strong desire for her.
Y/n pulls Natasha into another kiss and the Black Widow is excited to be getting her way. She knew that she would be able to convince her somehow. The two continue to kiss aggressively and Y/n walks Natasha into a wall. She rips Natasha's shirt down the middle to expose her bra covered chest and she feels a familiar tingle at the sight.
That's when Pietro struts in and interrupts the interaction. Snapping Y/n out of her lustful haze. “Shit,” she curses under her breath as she steps away from Natasha, feeling as though a bucket of ice water was just dumped on her. “I, shit, I have to get out of here.”
Wanda leaves Natasha’s mind and looks at Y/n with concern and a bit of betrayal. She didn’t understand why Y/n would cave into Natasha’s advances like that. Especially after spending a day with her and Pietro. Was Y/n playing Wanda the way she was played by Natasha? Did she mean it when she said that she had feelings for Wanda? She feels so much better about the kiss being interrupted. Wanda is certain that she would be much more upset if she had to find this out after thinking that Y/n only wanted her.
Y/n is panicking about how to explain what happened to Wanda. She knew that she was always going to have to explain herself but she thought she had more time. Y/n looks over at Natasha and she can't believe she let herself get caught up in the Black Widow's webs of deception. It was a mistake. She doesn't want Natasha. She wants Wanda. She looks away from Natasha and looks to Wanda, she notices the ring of red that glows in her irises when she's using her powers. Y/n knows what Wanda is doing and part of her is upset that she isn't being allowed the moment to explain. But she had the chance and she deflected.
When it looks like Wanda is done finding what she is looking for, Y/n gives the girl a moment to process. She hopes she can see that Y/n fought the advances. Hopes that she stopped at the first kiss but prepares herself for if she didn't. In the intercom there is an update on the estimated time of arrival. Y/n doesn't want either her or Wanda to be distracted on the mission so she takes the chance now. “Wanda, I know what you saw in there but please give me a chance to explain after the mission.” Y/n pleads in a low voice.
“I don't know why I should,” she responds in a cold tone.
“I can't give you a reason, Wanda. All I can do is ask,” Y/n says softly. “Please give me a yes or no before we have to hop out of here? I don't want any lives lost or at risk because I'm distracted.”
Wanda scowls and scoffs, having taken offense, “Don’t use the mission to manipulate an answer out of me!”
“That’s not what I meant. I'm sorry,” Y/n sighs, feeling defeated. “I just, will you please hear me out?”
Wanda looks into Y/n's eyes and feels a little guilty for her outburst. But she is still hurt. How can she trust someone that was raised by a womanizer? For all she knows, it's just in her nature to treat people this way. Unless it was truly a mistake. People make mistakes. Maybe she can forgive the young Stark for this one mistake. “We can talk after,” she finally says as she unbuckles her seat to get ready to hop out of the jet.
“Thank you,” Y/n says as she prepares herself as well.
The mission takes longer than anyone anticipated. There were more people with more illegal alien type weapons than anyone could have predicted. The advanced weapons even affect the strongest of Avengers. When Y/n is hit in the arm with one of the laser beams, it hurts her and it leaves an open wound. Something she hasn't experienced since before the stone. She uses it to get rid of as many of the perpetrators as possible but while she is focused on the ones in front of her. Another sneaks up on her side and fires at her before she kills him. Y/n falls to the ground and Wanda rushes to her side.
“If you think you can get out of explaining yourself, you are mistaken,” Wanda says as she gets the two of them into a hiding spot that is safe from the battle. It wasn't supposed to go this far. It was meant to be a simple infiltration into an illegal arms base. But it turned out to be an ambush. Wanda tries her healing technique on Y/n’s arm first before she attempts to get to the bigger one on her side. “I know you said that you would help with my training but this isn't what I had in mind.”
Y/n gives a weak smile, “Trust me,” she coughs, “I didn't want to be your guinea pig either.” She flinches as Wanda's magic stings. Y/n can feel every cell in her arm being manipulated into healing faster than what's natural. She doesn't understand. When it was the stone healing her, it was painless. She never felt the injuries, never felt the repair. Now however, whatever is in those weapons is working against her abilities. The pain slowly subsides and the magic begins to work on closing the wound. Y/n sighs from the relief. “Thanks, Maximoff.”
“It's nothing, Stark. How does that feel now?” Wanda asks as she rubs her thumb on the small scar that's been left behind. Maybe once they're done with the mission it will go away. At least she hopes it does. Y/n was the most indestructible out of all of them and it worries her that she is affected by these weapons.
“Better,” Y/n whispers, breaking the girl in front of her out of her thoughts. Y/n licks her lips as she stares at the girl that has healed her far too many times to keep track of. She knows that she has a lot of explaining to do but right now, she needs to show Wanda how she feels before it's too late. As the telepath begins to focus on healing the big wound on Y/n's side, the young Stark surprises her by finally pulling Wanda into a kiss.
It's sweet and short as there isn't much time when they're trying to save the world from the monsters outside of the wall, but it's just as passionate. “What was that for?” Wanda asks as they break apart.
“Just in case one of us doesn't make it out,” Y/n whispers. Not wanting this to be the moment she tells her how deep her feelings run for the Sokovian woman.
Wanda shakes her head with a scowl and a deep frown as she starts working on the wound again, “Don’t think like that.”
“Okay, I'm sorry,” Y/n says sincerely. She groans as this one is much worse to fix than the one on her arm. When she is patched up, she gets back to action.
It takes until Tony comes up with a great strategy that the team is able to come out on top and Y/n finds out why her abilities were stunted. There was a device that emitted a certain type of sound waves that distorted the stone and cost her the ability to heal. She wanted to destroy it but thought maybe if she were to study it, she could create a device to help her detect other devices like it, if there are such a thing.
On the flight home, Wanda and Y/n are separated in order to heal those that wanted a rapid fix. Some people still preferred to be looked after by Dr. Helen Cho because they wanted to help further her research for the benefit of the rest of humanity. Y/n is glad that they trust Wanda enough in her abilities to take care of them even though she is still learning how to use them. Wanda is grateful for the extra practice.
Arriving back to the tower, Y/n wants nothing more than to shower. Feel the warm water rain down on her skin. She drops the device she got on the mission off at the lab and makes a b-line to her room. She hops in the shower and feels refreshed as she thinks about the kiss she shared with Wanda. It fills her entire body with a joy and giddiness that she hasn't experienced in some time.
When Y/n walks out of the shower, Wanda is sitting on her bed waiting patiently. “I would have joined you in there but I didn't want you to think you were off the hook,” Wanda says with a straight face.
The corner of Y/n's mouth lifts a little bit. She knows that her love interest was being serious so it doesn't sit there for long. “The kiss didn't mean anything to me.” She starts as the towel she was wearing disappears into a shirt and sweatpants.
“Which kiss are you talking about, Y/n? Mine or her's?” Wanda tilts her head to the side with her arms crossed.
Y/n wants to roll her eyes at the attitude she is receiving while she is trying to be vulnerable but she knows this is only coming from a place of hurt. “Hers, I didn't want her-”
“It certainly looked like you did,” she interrupts and Y/n sighs.
“Wanda, this is only going to work if you hear me out. If you don't want to listen, then I don't know what we're doing here,” Y/n says with a frown as she sits next to Wanda on the bed. “I thought you wanted to talk about this.” As Y/n looks at the face that usually sparks joy in her heart, she realizes that there is something off about her. Y/n’s vision changes and she can see the face technology on Natasha and she cannot believe that the spy would stoop so low.
“I honestly can't look at you anymore without thinking about what you did,” Natasha turns her face away from Y/n and the younger woman plays along with her. Y/n puts a hand on her shoulder and Natasha pretends to recoil from it. “Don’t touch me!” She stands dramatically. “I honestly can't even be in the same room as you!” Natasha storms out and Y/n falls on her bed with her hands on her face feeling emotionally exhausted. She doesn't understand why, after she is finally no longer chasing Natasha, the former assassin won't leave her alone now.
There is a soft knock on the door and Y/n's heart flutters as her body recognizes the energy entering the room. “Hey, are you ready to talk?” Wanda's soft voice relaxes Y/n’s muscles as the girl joins the other on the bed. “What’s wrong?” Y/n leans into her delicate touch as Wanda combs through her hair with her fingers.
Y/n removes her hands from her face and scans Wanda’s just to confirm in her mind what her body already knows. This is Wanda. “Nothing, now that you're here,” she whispers softly.
Wanda smiles a little but she can't neglect the reason she is here. “I need to hear your side before I can let you say those kinds of things,” she says as she continues to stroke Y/n's hair, soothing away all of the negativity she felt moments ago. Y/n nods.
“Natasha caught me off guard at a bad time. I don't know how much you saw but I had a lot of sexual tension built up from our outing,” Y/n gestures between them, “and when she kissed me, the lust took over. I shouldn't have let it and I'm sorry that I didn't stop it sooner. I don't want Natasha. I want to be with you. There is no excuse for what I did. I just hope that you can forgive me.”
Wanda takes a shaky breath, it's hard to digest the information that was just given to her. She knows that she loves Y/n but she feels as though she has lost a bit of trust for her. She saw how quickly that annoyance in the girl's eyes turned to desire. Maybe it was the body reacting according to the nature of the relationship. But how is she supposed to know that given a similar circumstance in the future, Y/n won't have the same reaction? What if there is no one to stop it before it goes too far next time? The answer is that she is supposed to trust Y/n. But can she? Wanda doesn't know yet.
“Why did I see her coming out of your room just now?” Wanda asks next.
“She was pretending to be you, having a bad version of this conversation.” Y/n admits and Wanda can tell that you're being truthful.
Wanda gets momentarily playful. “Oh? And how was she? Convincing?”
Y/n laughs, “For a woman with so many skills, being you definitely isn't one of them. I could tell it was a facade.”
This makes Wanda feel a little better. Maybe that kiss was a one time mistake. Is she willing to put her heart at risk? Wanda begins to stroke Y/n's face as she admires the girl's features. If she's honest with herself, she knows that her heart has been at risk long before now. If she didn't want to get hurt, she shouldn't have grown closer to the woman laying beneath her. “I forgive you,” she softly replies.
By the door, Natasha was listening. She thought she had pulled off her act flawlessly and she was returning as herself to collect her reward. She didn't bank on Wanda showing up. Her jaw tightens as she sees Y/n getting the love and attention she deserves, and it's not coming from Natasha. That should be her in the room right now. Part of her knows she should let the girl go, but something else tells her that the two of them are meant to be. She leaves them be for the time being as she thinks about how she can win Y/n over again.
Meanwhile, Wanda and Y/n are making each other laugh as they touch each other lovingly. Y/n is still laying awkwardly on the bed with her feet planted on the floor as she is bent on the edge. And Wanda is sitting next to her with one leg on the bed and the other on the floor. Y/n dances her fingers on Wanda's thigh as Wanda's travel down the girl's face to her neck.
“Am I going to have to wait until our first date to kiss you again?” Y/n asks licking her lips as her eyes flit between Wanda's enchanting green eyes and her perfect lips.
“Well, that depends. When is this first date happening?” She leans in teasingly as she moves her hand across Y/n's shoulder and down her bicep. She lifts the sleeve a little to take a second to check if the scar is there. She is relieved to see that it's gone.
“I was thinking this weekend, if the criminal masterminds are nice enough to give us the day off,” she says as she puts the soft fabric of the hem of Wanda's shirt between her fingers. “How does Friday sound?”
“Mmm,” Wanda pretends to consider the questions. “Do you think you can go that long without kissing someone?” The playful look in her eyes makes Y/n giggle.
“Wow! Now I feel like I shouldn't kiss you just to prove a point,” Y/n says as she tries to pout but her smile doesn't let her.
“You can do that,” Wanda says in a simple tone. “Or you can just kiss me already.”
With the okay, Y/n stops playing with the shirt and puts her hand on Wanda's hip. “That’s all I needed,” she leans up and Wanda leans down so the two of them can share a sweet kiss once again. As their lips meet, their minds go blank, only focusing on the way the other is making them feel. Wanda feels comfortable and giddy at the same time. Like this has been something that the girls have always done while still feeling the excitement of finally being able to kiss her. While Y/n is feeling safe for the first time and not worrying about what this kiss means, she knows exactly what this kiss means and that is so freeing.
Wanda and Y/n break away from the kiss and smile at each other. “Yeah, I don't think I can go three days without that,” Y/n says as she starts to lean in for more. “But I only want kisses from you.”
“Good,” Wanda kisses her once, “because I won’t put up with you kissing anyone else anymore.” She kisses her again and Y/n cannot believe her luck. She was so close to losing this chance and she wasn't going to mess this up.
Chapter 13
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