Falling for a Maximoff

Chapter 62: Aftermath

Pov y/n

Clint and I stay in this position for I don't know how long. Yelena comes to us and helps me up, almost carrying me as she guides me slowly towards the others. Clint is on my other side.

Suddenly there's a noise behind us and I turn around to see something glowing red and the stones slowly lifting and moving away. I stop in my tracks, knowing this kind of magic.

Seconds later I see Tony flying out of the mess, having an arm around Steve. Thor flies beside him and last I see Wanda, an arm around my mom. They all look a little shocked but otherwise fine. All of them land close to the building and without thinking, I bolt to them, tears still streaming down my face.

Since mom and Wanda are next to each other, I open my arms to hug them both. I almost run them over but they balance it out and hug me back. I squeeze them tight as my sobs grow again, relief washing over me, as I realize they aren't dead, they are still alive.

My legs give in again and mom catches me before I sink to the ground. She hugs me tightly and I only slightly hiss at the pain. She goes to let go of me but I cling to her, burying my head in her shoulder.

Her hand brushes over my hair as she kisses my temple, mumbling calming words. When I pull away, she looks at me with soft eyes and wipes away some of the tears.

"It's okay, moya lyubov. We're safe and all healthy." She whispers and kisses my forehead. I nod, the tears slowly fading. She squeezes me one more time before she asks me if I want to cuddle Wanda as well. I nod and almost throw myself into her arms. She holds me close, tears also spilling from her eyes.

"We're alive, sunshine. We are good, don't worry. I'm sorry we scared you." She whispers into my ear and I just squeeze her tighter, not wanting to let go. We stay like this for a while until mom kisses my hair and tells us we're gonna head back to the quintjet now. I nod into Wanda's neck and wrap an arm around her waist to keep her close to me, not able to let her go. She wraps her arm around my shoulder, holding me close as well and as my emotions start to settle a little bit, I notice she is slightly shaking.

"Are you okay?" I whisper, my voice hoarse from all my crying. She looks at me for a second, tears in her eyes.

"It was just very scary." She answers and pulls me a little closer.

I nod, not saying anything more and we walk in silence to the quintjet. We reach it and everyone gets in. Bruce immediately goes to the little medical room and takes Steve with him. I sit down in one of the chairs and buckle my seat belt. Wanda and mom both sit on each side of me and do the same. They both grab my hand and it feels good to hold them.

They are alive, they're not dead and I'm not alone.
I have to repeat that in my head but still feel tears wanting to spill from my eyes. For a good amount of time I thought I lost them both. The pain is only a shadow now but it feels like I won't ever forget how strong it was. I will never forget how it felt to think to have lost them.
I clench my jaw to contain myself and take a deep breath.

We take off and start to fly home. Looking around I can see that everyone is in their own mind, trying to process what just happened. I don't know how they survived down there but they did and I am more than glad about that.

Bruce brings Steve back in and asks mom to come in for a check up. She squeezes my hand before getting up and following him. I look after her until she's gone and turn to look at Wanda. Her eyes are on me and there swirl so many emotions in there, I can't tell which one is the strongest.

But I honestly feel the same. I am relieved they are alive, still in shock and pain from they're assumed death and a little overwhelmed with everything that happened. Today was a lot and will be a lot to process. We did free a lot of widows but that's not what I can think about right now.