#another day i promise pietro my dear boy ... for now bye !!!!!

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Uncertain Certainties P2

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Summary: After waking up in a room you don’t know and discovering you are married to a man you don’t know, you feel reality slowly slipping away from you.

Pairing: Pietro x Fem!Reader / Wanda x Vision

Warning: Mention of character death.

‘Are you almost ready,‘ a voice calls from outside the bedroom. You feel a shock go through your body, as if someone just caught you doing something you shouldn’t be doing.

‘Yes, nearly done, just finishing up my makeup,‘ you call back. You bite on your lip when you hear the door open. Damn this house and its lack of locks. Pietro’s face peeks around the corner. Your Pietro. This isn’t right. Pietro is dead.

‘You look stunning,‘ he awes. You feel your whole body cringe at the lack of accent in his voice. No Russian endearment in his sentence like he used to put into every single sentence that related to you. Hell, your Pietro was unable to speak to you without calling you his princess every other sentence.

‘Thanks.‘ You reluctantly look back in the mirror. You feel like you’re seeing a shell of yourself, a caricature even. Yes, you might be a nurse for the Avengers but you’d never think of dressing as a “sexy“ nurse for Halloween. You wouldn’t even do that before you became a nurse.

‘And what do you think of mine,‘ Pietro questions. You look at his outfit, which is merely a t-shirt with a duct tape lighting bold over the chest and shorts with tights under them. You chuckle at his appearance. At least that’s one thing you can laugh about in this insane situation.

‘You look wonderful,‘ you smile at him and run your fingers through his hair as if it had to be that way, ‘maybe we should mess with your hair a little. Complete the look.‘

‘What do you suggest?‘ You point at the bottle of hairspray on your makeup table. He raises his eyebrows in question. ‘You sure about that?‘ You nod and push him towards it, laughing all the way. Why are you laughing? You want to cry and lay in bed all day.

‘Come on, let me brush your hair,‘ you tell him. He sits down for you and lets you work on his hair. When you get to the front, he puts his hands gently on your hips to keep you steady. You look into his eyes. 

It’s as if your mind wants you to see Pietro but your eyes see another person. Your mind takes over and you lean down to press a chaste kiss on his lips. He grins when you move away and continue to work on his hair.

‘All done,‘ you smile and lean onto the dresser to have a look at your work. It almost looks like he has two animal ears peeking up from his hair. Another chuckle slips from your lips and you try to hide it behind your hand.

‘Woman, what have you done to me,‘ he laughs, going to ruffle his hair with his hands but you stop him, taking his hands in yours. He pulls your hands towards him and presses a kiss on your knuckles. ‘We should get going. I promised the boys to join in their trick or treating.‘

.

‘Wanda, hey,‘ you smile and hug your friend, ‘you look stunning. Scarlet witch, right?‘

‘Indeed, thank you very much,‘ she smiles and pulls you inside. Vision walks down the stairs and you have to suppress a laugh. His face is bright red and he looks like he doesn’t know how to wear basketball shorts.

‘My dear, what did she do to you Vision,‘ you snort a laugh. He rolls his eyes and sighs. Pietro is already more than happily playing with Billy and Tommy. Videogames. Hm. You never thought Pietro would like those that much. They never move as fast as he does.

‘Well, you have fun tonight, darling,‘ Vision says as he starts to walk towards the door. Wanda whips her head around, following him closely with her eyes.

‘What? What do you mean? You’re all dressed and ready to go.‘

‘I’m undercover,‘ Vision dramatically explains to her, ‘Halloween is a bacchanal for adolescent trouble-makers and the neighborhood watch is the only thing that stands between the trees and the toilet paper.‘ Wanda looks confused and annoyed.

‘No, that’s not what you’re supposed to-‘

‘What?‘

‘Well,‘ Wanda sighs and crosses her arms, ‘you didn’t tell me you had plans.‘ A storm is brewing. You feel out of place, like you’re not supposed to stand behind her. So you move to the couch to watch Pietro play games with the boys.

‘Well, I am telling you now,‘ Vision replies calmly. For a second, you feel as if you’re zoning out. As if the world has gone to a standstill but you can see Billy move and talk. Pietro can see it too. You see him move.

‘It’s their first Halloween. You have to be there,‘ Wanda argues with Vision. Pietro jumps up and gives you a wink. He walks up behind Wanda and Vision, trying to defuse the situation.

‘Whoa, whoa, whoa. What’s the big dealio? Big guy has a conflict, twins need a father figure for the night. Don’t sweat is sis. I got the old XY chromosome. Uncle P to the rescue,‘ he tells Wanda as if that should calm her down but Pietro would never say that and you know.

‘There you go,‘ Vision says and pats Pietro on the shoulder, ‘problem solved. You have a spooky time tonight, kids.‘

‘Goodnight, dad!‘ ‘Bye, dad.‘

Vision turns back to Wanda and gently puts his hands on her shoulders. ‘Wanda?‘ He presses a kiss to her cheek but she seems reluctant and confused. ‘Be good.‘ Something’s very, very off.

You don’t get much time to think about it, because as soon as the door closes you hear Wanda scream, making you scream in fear. You turn around to see Pietro scaring her. ‘Don’t do that!’ We call out in synchrony. 

‘Where do you keep your water balloons?‘ It’s as if he’s in a totally different world. He doesn’t care about you or Wanda. He’s just here to make a mess.

‘What? We don’t have water balloons,‘ Wanda tells him.

‘Where are we gonna put all this shaving cream?‘ You still feel like you’re outside the scene. Tommy is standing up to join the adults in conversation but meanwhile you and Billy are just staring at an static TV screen.

‘Wanda?‘ You call out to her as she starts walking to the kitchen. She turns back around, again looking confused as to why you’re speaking just as she had looked confused at Vision’s plans.

‘What is it dear?‘

‘Something’s not right,‘ you tell her. She sits down on the couch with you, looking concerned as ever. ‘That is not my Pietro. That’s not your brother. My Pietro died in Sokovia.‘

‘No he didn’t, he’s right there,‘ Wanda chuckles away your worries but you grab her hands to stop her from leaving.

‘Wanda, listen to me,‘ you say sternly, ‘that is not my Pietro, I have never been next door before today, and I would never marry a man like him, whoever he may be.‘ She sighs and rubs her thumbs over the backs of your hands, looking caring but disappointed.

‘I’m so sorry. I thought we could be happy here,‘ Wanda tells you, ‘all of us. Together.‘

‘What are you talking about,‘ you question her, tears springing into the corners of your eyes, ‘I was happy.‘

‘But Pietro-‘

‘What about him? I loved him more than anything but he would’ve wanted me to  move on. Keep living life,‘ you tell her. Everyone around you freezes. It’s as if time stands still. Wanda shakes her head.

‘I’m sorry I have to do this,‘ she softly tells you. Suddenly, the air is knocked out of you. You see all of Westview fly past your eyes until you are spit through a barrier and land in the grass. You cough and wheeze, trying to get your breathing normal again.

Suddenly, there are people with guns standing around you. All of them ready to shoot. 

‘What’s going on,‘ you ask them. They share conflicted looks between each other until one finally speaks up.

‘We don’t know.‘