Cutting the strings | A Pietro Maximoff story

Chapter 13

I woke up on Pietro's shoulder, my muscles were stiff and the blood on my outfit had dried so it was a dark red/brown. I move my head slightly so I can see the room from a better angle, I realized that we had landed and S.H.I.E.L.D Agents were escorting people and gurneys out of the mini-carrier and into the main Helicarrier. Pietro started to stir as I brought my head up from his shoulder slowly as I didn't want anymore discomfort, his eyelids fluttered open to take in what was happening and a groan left his mouth when he tried to sit up straight. We both let out a sigh and turned to face each other.

"Are you okay, принцесса? Did they fix your arm?" He bombarded me with questions. I smiled and nodded, my arm had some temporary stitches in it which they probably did while I was asleep, other the that I was fine. I looked at Pietro's wounds and saw that they managed to control the bleeding, he wasn't out of danger yet though. I saw Cap in the distance talking to a few agents, once they left he turned to look at us ad he noticed we were awake, he made his way over to us. 

"You two need to get down to the medical wing, Pietro will need help to get down there so the paramedics will get him onto a gurney down there, as for you, when they arrive you can go with them and get checked out, alright?" He instructs us. We both nod and Pietro leans back into the seat.

"What about Wanda?" I ask him. He smiles and replies "Shes fine, shes being checked out with Clint and vision"I sigh in relief, I was worried sick about her. I stand up slowly when the medical team come in for Pietro, I wobble slightly but Cap catches me before I fall.

"What about you Cap? And the team, Natasha, Bruce and the others?" I ask, this time he sighs and looks up slightly.

"Me? I'm good, few scratches and bruises but they will heal over time. Thor is the same, Tony has dislocated fingers and a headache, and hes making sure everyone knows it.... Nat's tired and bruised up, she had a nasty cut on her forehead but she has had stitches, Clint's broke his wrist, Bruce ran off in the jet as Hulk and we don't have a clue where he is and Wanda is okay, like the others."

I smile and thank the heavens there okay, right now I just want to find Wanda and stay beside Pietro until he's better. Steve threw one of my arms over his shoulder and started to lead me away with Pietro on the gurney. I grabbed Pietro's hand as we are lead out of the mini-carrier, Steve nods at one of the paramedics and looks down at me.

"Lets get you guys fixed up"

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They cleaned up all the cuts on my legs and arms and were now replacing the temporary stitches with better ones. I was sat on the bench while they replaced the stitches, all I could think about was Pietro in the room down the hall. They said that he needed surgery to fix the wound properly, it had been around two hours since he was brought in, and I still haven't seen Wanda yet so I was a wreck. The Doctor finished with my stitches and left to see someone else, I was told to stay put until someone came in to dismiss me. 

I waited for a doctor or nurse to come to say I could leave, but instead Clint peered through the door with a purple cast on. I looked at the cast and giggled, I gave him a 'really' face and he started to laugh as well.

"Theres someone who wants to see you" Hawkeye said, trying to contain his laughter.

He stepped aside to reveal a bruised Wanda, a smile grew on both of our faces when our eyes met. She ran to me and swamped us in a huge hug, I felt tears prickling down my cheeks and I could tell she was crying as well because I heard a quiet sob leave her mouth, we have never been separated for that long before and it was strange to think of what might of happened if one of us did die.

"Oh my god Wanda, I missed you so much" I sobbed into her shoulder, "I missed you two, Angel" she sobbed into mine. We stood there for five minutes just hugging and crying before we pulled apart.