Hello. Welcome to the reboot of a reboot. For those of you who don't know I previously wrote a story titled "a Moment in the Sunset" a horrible story that to this day makes me wonder what people like about it. As a result I turned to another author to assist with the writing process, who STARTED the story a year ago, but has since ceased all contact with me. As a result i decided to rewrite the story myself.

do note that the story will have a heavily revised plot compared to the original, so if you did like "Moment", sorry, but i didn't and you deserve better than that.

This chapter is a slightly revised and edited version of "A Different Kind of Speaking", so I will give credit where credit is due, as well as the title being something suggested to me as well.

Without further delay, enjoy

In upstate New York, the sun was just peaking over the horizon, lighting the sky a brilliant hue of pink and orange, create a rather chaotic contrast with the peaceful glow morning's provided

It was on one such morning a young Sokovian woman by the name of Wanda Maximoff awoke from a fitful sleep. Her eyes blinked slightly, trying a chase away the remnants of her dreamless state. Sadly she would rather have gone back to sleep. Turning over in her bed, she looked at her clock and saw that it wasn't even 5:30 in the morning. Huffing she tried to go back to sleep, but a sudden load crash from the main lobby caused her to jolt in bed followed by several loud jeers and petty threats. Which meant the boys were probably doing something loud in the lobby again. Ughh Did anybody in this building know any semblance of decency?

Knowing that going back to sleep would be impossible due to the fact that the noise wasn't letting up, Wanda decided to get up and grab some breakfast.. she threw off the covers, grabbing an oversized shirt that had been given her after she moved into the compound. Everything Wanda had owned, what little of it, was destroyed when Novi grad had been reduced to meteor sized rubble. All she had now were the black dress she wore during the battle of Sokovia and Natashas red jacket along with a small amount of other amenities.

Hopefully the redheaded avenger was at the compound today. Wanda was hoping to get some shopping so she wouldn't be wearing the same thing every day so that Natasha could help her with that.

Going to her bathroom suite, Wanda took a look at herself in the mirror, noticing the heavy bags under her eyes. After Pietro's death sleep was hard to come by. She was plagued by nightmares of his death constantly and no matter what she tried the dreams clung onto her like a bloodsucking leech and sadly no one could help her. Most of the avengers were unfamiliar to her, or had their own problems to deal with and Wanda didn't want to intrude on them. Then there was Vision who had no experience to draw upon despite his wisdom with the only one she trusted being Clint due to the fact that he reminded her of her own father.

Sadly the man had retired to his family farm after the ordeal with Ultron and she hadn't seen him since.

What a peaceful existence. Wanda would have liked to have such joy but she felt she had a responsibility to the world to due her part before retiring. Unlike Clint she hadn't earned that.

Running her fingers threw her hair Wanda did her best to remove her bedhead, before walking out of her room, being greeted by the sight of Sam and Rhodes playing a video game that Wanda was unfamiliar with but somehow seemed to bring out the inner kid in the two fully grown men before her.

Judging by the banter between the two, it sounded like they were in some sort of competition

"Damn it man you are killing me!" Sam complained looking at the controller in his hands like it would spring to life and do all the work for him. Rhodes just leaned back in his chair, giving the bird themed hero a smirk "Maybe f you spent more time in a real suit instead of that bird costume you'd be able to fly a starfighter Falcon!"

"Bird costume?" Sam retorted "I can fly circles around you!"

Rhodes just chuckled "and yet you still can't managed to hit me in this game" Wanda couldn't help but smile at the banter between the two men. Unlike the other avengers who were serious (or Naïve in Visions case) Rhodes and Sam seemed to have a very relaxed vibe to them. as she made her way into the kitchen, she was greeted by the sight of Natasha, Steve and much to her surprise, Clint al gathered around the kitchen, with Steve cooking some breakfast for everyone. He looked up just as Wanda entered the room. Giving the young girl a smile he greeted her "morning Wanda"

Everyones eyes turned to look at the new arrival, causing Wanda to blush. Here everyone was fully dressed and then there was her dressed in only an oversized T-shirt that wasn't even hers.

"Wanda we didn't here you come in." Sam commented.

Wanda just gave the elder man a smirk "That's because you were busy getting your ass handed to you." she snarked crudely, something her brother would have done. That caused her to flinch unconciousy ad a flash of hurt breezed through Wanda, but she was almost unable to register it for the others were amused by her comment, laughing out loud

"Steve, our little girl jut said a bad language word, Should we wash her mouth out with soap?" Clint asked the sheepish Captain. Steve sighed, returning to the mea he had cooking on the stove "That's what I get for hoping that joke got old."

Wanda on the other hand was confused by Clint's words. "Wash my mouth out with soap? I don't get it."

Steve Natasha and Clint looked at Wanda with shocked wide-eyed expressions, before chuckling lightly amused by Wanda's childlike innocence. "Its and old joke from Steve's time, Natasha explained to the girl. "Parents would threaten to wash their kid's mouth out with soap if they started cursing. Of course it was a much bigger thing back then."

"And nowadays apparently it turns you into a joke if you ask someone to watch their language." Steve retorted, though he had a grin on his face. "As if that's such a bad thing."

'Yeah but it was still funny" Clint said with a laugh remembering the last time the joke was brought up.

Finally understanding where they were coming from, Wanda laughed alongside Clint before noticing the interesting food on Clint and Natasha's plates. "What are you too eating?" she asked pointing at the multiple slices of fluff that populated that dishes.

Clint looked surprised. "Have you never had waffles before?" he asked before biting his tongue as he realized what he said. Sokovia was definitely not America and Wanda certainly didn't have it easy growing up.

"My family didn't have much growing up in Sokovia. Food was this was luxury good." She explained as she made her way to the kitchen table and took a seat. There was barely ever enough food on the table, no matter how much her parents worked, but they did their best to provide for Wanda and Pietro

Natasha silently nodded and gave the girl a soft rub on her back while Steve gave her soft smile. They all they what it was like to grow up in poverty so the idea of having food like this daily still seemed unreal to the Sokovian girl. but seeing as how she was going to be an American citizen for the foreseeable future, Steve decided that it would be best to provide her with some good old fashioned American cooking Steve threw a waffle down on a plate for her as Clint passed down the syrup and butter.

"Waffles, Butter and Syrup?" Wanda wondered. "Do Americans always have such luxuries?" she asked herself in awe.

Buttering up her waffle, Wanda used her fork to cut off a piece and put it in her mouth. Tasting the fluffy waffle along with the salty butter and sweet syrup was almost too much for her. Unaware to herself, she moaned at the delicious taste and began to take more bites of the waffle, this time much faster than before.

She stopped when she realized that the entire table was staring at her with amused grins. "What? I've never had anything this tasty before." she said with pout as she hung her head in an effort to hide her glowing cheeks.

"That much is obvious." Steve replied with a chuckle.

"Wanda, would you be able to describe the sensation of consuming those… waffles? Without taste buds I'm afraid that avenue of human existence is beyond me." Vision requested though it seemed he was slightly hesitant to do so.

Wanda stumbled, taken off guard by the comment since she didn't have that much experience with Waffles as it was. "Oh umm…. I… I don't know where to begin." She replied sheepishly

"Waffles are waffles." Clint told the Android. "They taste sweet as pie and put a happy feeling in a person."

"That does not adequately describe the sensation." Vision deadpanned unintentionally. That naivety was going to kill him someday

"I know." Clint smirked.

Wanda then turned to Clint, giving him a questioning look "So what are you doing here? Steve told me you retired." Wanda asked. "I mean not that I'm not glad you're here. I'm happy you're here. I just didn't expect it." she followed up quickly, not wanting to offend her friend

Clint just smiled at her. "Just doing a favor for Cap. Then it's back to retirement for me. Laura will need me to go out and pick up some new baby clothes. Nathaniel keeps growing every day it seems." He said, fondly reminiscing about his newly born son

"Speaking of clothes, we should go." Natasha said as she handed her plate back to Steve so he could clean it and stood up to leave. "We should get going soon if we want to get our shopping done today." she told Wanda

Wanda's eyes perked as she heard the work shopping. "Let me finish this and get dressed. Then I'll meet you outside." She hastily wolfed down the rest of her waffle at a breakneck pace to the astonishment of Clint and Steve and then she bolted out of her chair and rushed back into her room to get changed leaving Clint and Steve alone in the kitchen as Vision, Natasha, Sam and Rhodes had left.

"I appreciate you coming down today." Steve said. "With how quiet things have been I feel like this is the best time to."

Clint smiled at his friend. "Hey I don't mind at all. Laura knows I'm done Avenging and she's more than willing to let me come here to help out a friend." He said. Besides, though he would never admit to it aloud, he did owe it to Wanda considering Pietro sacrificed himself for Clint. Wanda deserved a happier life than the one she had been dealt

"You saw the circles under her eyes?" Steve asked.

They were hard to miss. Anyone could have noticed them "Yeah, looks like the girl hasn't been sleeping much." Clint commented. More than that it looked like she wouldn't be able to get much sleep ever again. Having lost her brother and her home within the span of a few hours was traumatic enough, but Wanda was also going through so many changes and she wasn't even a full grown adult

"I think she's been having nightmares about what happened for the last few days. Her life's been completely turned upside down. She could use a little stability." Steve explained.

"Laura, the family and I are more than happy to give her the help she needs. Besides, she grew up in Sokovia. Spending some time in the wilderness away from the hustle of New York might be good for her, give her a chance to reflect and properly grieve." Clint said.

"Well, let's just hope she does it. The last thing she needs right now is to continue beating herself up." Steve replied.

"Amen." Clint agreed, glancing in the direction Wanda had run in. he just hoped that Wanda would actually say yes.

By Natasha's standards, the trip ended up being a complete success. They had managed to get everything that Wanda needed in terms of clothing, several new casual dresses, all black, a nice form fitting dress for the occasional Stark parties and a few new shoes along with some other amenities. Wanda couldnt believe some of the things Natasha had insisted she buy, not because of the choices in clothing but y the sheer price of it all. It was a good thing that Tony was the one fitting the bill because Wanda would never have been able to afford any of this on her own. That or Natasha swiped some credit cards from people. Though she had to admit, it was ice that Natasha was looking out for her cloths wise, even if some of it was embarrassing.

As the two women walked out of one of the stores in the mall carrying their bags of clothes in both of their hands, Natasha groaned. "We should have called Steve to come with us. That way he could carry everything for us."

Wanda giggled at the mental image of Steve with his arms filled to the brim with their bags of clothing American super soldier. "You torture the poor man."

Natasha smirked. "Yeah but it's fun. He knows I mean nothing malicious by it. Plus with him, he just makes it too easy to make fun of him." Wanda certainly couldn't argue with that given the conversation that they had earlier. Maybe she should get Natasha to tell her about all the times that they made fun of Steve before she arrived in America.

Making it to the food court, both women dropped their bags down and took a seat. Wanda couldn't help but look around the food court. There were so many people e laughing and enjoying themselves. It was al just so foreign to the young girl and she couldn't help but feel out of place. Natasha seemed so at ease, and it bothered Wanda "Can I ask you something?" Wanda spoke to her friend.

"Sure." Natasha responded.

"You're from Russia. How hard was it for you to adjust to things here?" Wanda asked.

"What do you mean?" Natasha asked tilting her head in confusion.

"I mean… things are so different here than Sokovia. The people are so different. The food is different. I mean I didn't even know what Waffles were!" Wanda exclaimed her voice rising in volume at her venting her frustration.

Natasha stifled a small laugh but then she turned her face into a sweet smile and wrapped her hand around Wanda's. "I know how you feel. During my training, they put us through everything they knew about western culture but when I first arrived in the US, I still had to deal with culture shock. It will probably be that way for you as well. But if things get too tough of you need help understanding something new, we're all here for you." she told the young girl

"I just wish some of the boys would tamp down the jokes." Wanda mumbled.

"Wanda, that's going happen for all of us. I guarantee you'll have a few moments where you can mock the boys for the stupid things they do. You did it this morning after all" Natasha joked with a wink. "But if it makes you feel better, I can ask them to tamp down the humor."

"No! No… I don't want them to keep walking on eggshells around me." Wanda jumped in. "Stark has barely spoken to me since I joined the team." Not that it was a bad thing

"He's got his issues and he doesn't have the best track record with being able to process and deal with them properly." Natasha recounted her previous experiences with the former playboy billionaire, remembering that he had self destructive tendencies.

"Do any of us?" Wanda deadpanned causing Natasha to laugh.

"You not entirely wrong." She smirked. "Stark isn't avoiding you because he's scared of you if that's what's on your mind. For all of us, what you did with your powers just happened a few weeks ago. Everyone's just trying to get to know you as a teammate and friend, not an enemy."

"What about you? And the others? They don't seem on edge with me." Wanda asked

"Sam only knows you as an ally, same as Rhodes. Steve sees the good in everyone and Vision is a few weeks old but for me? I'll admit at first I was a but scared of you but now that I know you, I know you're not the monster that Strucker tried to turn you into."

Wanda smiled a small but sincere smile. "Thank you. I really appreciate that."

You are very welcome." She said as she checked her watch. "We should head back soon. The team is planning to have s'mores tonight." She said grabbing her bags

"What are s'mores?" Wanda asked her voice confirming her confusion.

"You poor child." Natasha replied with a laugh.

Once they returned to the compound, Natasha had the great idea to get the boys to bring their bags up to their rooms in the compound. Steve, being a gentleman was eager to help, Vision was also willing to assist while Rodney and Sam both grumbled and whined the entire way about how was it possible that girls always bought so much clothing.

Do they not understand how girls work? Ladies and Gentleman, these two can face off against killer drones and brainwashed super soldiers, but give them a teenage girl and they were powerless. Do not inform the internet of this.

""How is it possible that Wanda's been in this country less than a few weeks and she already is shopping like a teenage girl?" Sam complained as he attempted to not drop everything he was holding. Beside him, Rhodes could only voice the same sentiment "There are just something the world will never know Sam." He said "Things like this must be hardwired for females." He muttered he abruptly shut his mouth when Natasha turned to look at him with a saucy smirk clearly telling him that she heard that.

Rhodes responded like any man would when faced with the infamous Black widow. He ran like there was no tomorrow.. the duo quickly placed Natasha's bags in her room then hightailed it out of there, not wanting to be in the room for more than a second.

Meanwhile, Wanda and Vision made their way to the young Sokovians room, Vision Wanda's unfortunate victim in carrying the bags, though unlike the other two males Vision seemed content with carrying Wanda's cloths. Steve on the other hand was slightly embarrassed because he felt it was improper to handle woman's clothing. The poor man really needed a reality check since it wasn't like Wanda was duping copius amounts of underwear on him. unfortunately he did have quite a few bags and despite his impressive super strength and skill with a shield, the poor Captain still hadn't managed to figure out how to carry woman's clothing without being indecent and dropped a bag. as all things do, the contents scattered across the floor as the bag tilted on its side.

Vision went down to the ground in order to help her pick up her clothing, which included a few casual dresses and her new leggings that Natasha insisted she buy. As she started putting her clothes back in the bag, Vision grabbed an article of clothing that he hadn't seem before and pulled it up.

"Wanda what are these? I've never seem you wear them." Vision asked in a tone similar to a child asking for their parent or sibling to explain something new to them.

Looking at the article of clothing Vision held up, Wanda blushed a deep red when she saw that he would holding one of the new panties Natasha had bought for her. She quickly grabbed the underwear out of Vision's hands and shoved them into her bag before grabbing both of the bags and rushing into her room.

Vision stood on his feet, still confused. "Is something wrong? Wanda's face has become red. Is she alright?" he asked Steve, and Natasha

Natasha smirked before turning to Steve. "I'll let you explain the concept of underwear to Vision here." She said before going into Wanda's room to assist with the remaining cloths.

Steve just blanched. Where was Jarvis when you needed... Oh god damn it Tony!

Natasha entered Wanda's room, making sure to close the door behind her. There was no need to embarrass the poor girl any further than she already had been, even if Vision didnt realize the predicament he put Wanda in. Wanda for her part was sitting on her bed her face in her hands clearly trying to hide from the world as if that act alone would erase what had happened from her mind. Ironic since she could affect others minds but not her own. She didn't even look up when Natasha entered the room. Undaunted Natasha just made her way to Wanda's bed, before plopping her self on the bed beside her ally.

Wanda still didn't budge. It wasn't until the redhead gently placed her hand on Wanda's shoulder that she moved, raising her head to meet Natasha's gaze, her face still tinted a nice flattering rose color. It almost made the assassin laugh. They may be superheroes, but even they had moments that they wish never happened.

"Wanda, don't tell me that you are that embarrassed." Natasha said, trying to diffuse the situation with a bit of humor.

Wanda shook her head, biting her lip "I…I just—don't know how to handle that." she told Natasha sheepishly. "No one has seen my undergarments since I was a child." Quite frankly she didn't even want anyone to see her undergarments period. Vision obviously didn't know what had happened but she didn't want to look him n the eye after this, at least not until she calmed down. but who knew when that was going to be?

Natasha just shrugged. She wasn't very good with comforting others, that was more Steve's territory, but she could offer words of wisdom when needed be. Especially when it came to the ways of the females, though Wanda was definitely not in the category of "Girls that need to be taught seduction" but bing the sharp witted woman she was, Natasha was able to read that there was more to the story then that. "Wanda is there something that you want to tell me?" she asked gently.

Wanda just hid her head in her hands once again, letting out an incoherent jumble of words. Natasha just patted her shoulder stating "I have a feeling, but you don't have to tell me if you don't want to." She said, before getting up and leaving the room. she would come out eventually.

After dinner, the team went outside and introduced Wanda to S'mores (which were cooked around a campfire in the middle of the evening, which Wanda couldn't help but enjoy) and she reveled in them. They were the tastiest dessert that she had ever had. She wondered what Pietro would have thought about this. He probably would have eaten the entire team's s'mores while they weren't looking.

Thinking about her brother brought forth feelings of sadness as she ate her third s'more, Wanda put down her sugary treat, excused herself and went back into the compound.

Clint, seeing her change in mood went inside after her.

He caught up with her just as she entered the lobby and from what it sounded like, Wanda was choking back tears , her shoulders slumped yet shaking from the cries that desperately wanted to escape her body "Hey Wanda, you ok?" he asked gently, his inner parent coming out to comfort the young girl.

"I'm ok…" She lied not even bothering to hide her emotions to Clint, not that she wanted too.

"You want to talk about it?" Clint asked. Wanda dint answer, but her silence told him all that he needed to know. Gently he took her hand and squeezed it for reassurance "come on kiddo" he whispered softly

Clint led her over to the couch and they both sat down. "It's stupid. It's about my brother." Wanda said as she looked down at her hands in agony

"What about him?" Clint asked though he suspected the reason.

"I miss him." She answered. " I've been thinking about him a lot lately. What he would think of me as an Avenger, funny jokes he would say in situations… What he'd say about s'mores."

By this point tears were breaking out of her eyes. Clint pulled her in for a hug that she reciprocated. The two Avengers snuggled up together as Wanda allowed her feelings for her now deceased brother to come out in silent but constant tears. This wasn't the first time Clint had done this for the Avenger's youngest member. Over the past few weeks, he had returned to the compound to help her through the adjustment process and help her find her place on the team. Because Pietro had died saving his life, Clint felt a strong commitment to helping the young girl recover from the death of her brother and the utter destruction of her hometown but so far it seemed like she wasn't making much progress. That was when he remembered his conversation with Steve.

"Wanda." Clint began. "I'd like to ask you something."

Wanda removed herself from her cuddling position to look at him. What could be so important that Clint wanted to tell her but not the others?" Steve and I have been talking. We known you've been having a hard time since coming here and we want to help. I'm returning home tomorrow morning and I'd like you to come with me."

Wanda's eyes went wide. "To your home with your family?" Just saying that made her heart warm. She didn't even know what it was like to have a family anymore

Clint continued. "You've a rough couple of years. Maybe it's time you spend a few days being a child again." Lord knows that she needed it whether she realized it or not.

"You're ok with me being around kids. Around your kids?" Wanda asked still dealing with the shock. She knew that Clint cared for her and she did quite honestly see him as a father figure especially since he helped her out in Sokovia but this just seemed too good to be true.

"You're not a weapon Wanda. You're a person." Clint affirmed with a small smile. "And after what you did putting yourself on the line for the world against Ultron, I trust you 100%."

Wanda smiled as a tear came out of her eye. She couldn't believe that this was happening. To be part of a family again; it was all that she ever wanted. With her long sleeves, she wiped her tears away. "Ok then, I'll come."

Like i said revised. the rest of the story will definitely be more original, So be patient. It will all be worth it in the end.