Title: She's With Us

Words: 3,363

Ships: Pure friendship

Characters: Wanda Maximoff, Avengers

Warning: Slight spoilers for Avengers: AoU

Summary: In hindsight Wanda should've none she wasn't joining a team…she was joining a family. And each member made her feel like she was part of it, in their own little way.

Disclaimer: I own absolutely nothing, all right go to their respect owner, that being said I mean Marvel and Stand Lee.

Healing is a matter of time, but it is sometimes also a matter of opportunity.
Hippocrates

1. Clint Barton

Wanda was sitting in the jet staring blankly in front of her, she wished there was a window so she have something to look at instead of the other equally exhausted Avengers that were scattered throughout the jet. She didn't know where they were going and all she knew was that Clint was piloting.

She sighed feeling out place. She didn't know why Clint told her to get in the fist place. After the Team regrouped back on stable ground, Clint arrived with a jet and told them all to get in. No one argued and quickly entered hoping to leave the place where so many died…including her brother.

Wanda closed her eyes trying to get the feeling she felt when he died. When Clint asked her if she wanted to see him she flat out refused. She didn't want to remember him with an empty look on his face or multiple bullet wounds piercing his body with blood seeping out. She wanted to remember him like she always saw him, his eyes full of mischief yet with care, and his body always on the run. Even before the experiments he always ran.

If he were here he would've made a joke to try and lift the mood. Or annoy Clint since he was apparently good at it. But he wasn't and it made no difference in pretending he was. It would only cause her heart to break even more. Now she truly was alone. She didn't have her parents or any other living relative and now her brother, her most trusted and best friend was gone. Her family was gone.

"Hey."

Startled Wanda looked up to find none other than Clint Barton standing in front of her. She could tell he was tired just like the rest were tired.

"Hi," Wanda said. You couldn't really blame her. Before she discovered Ultron's true plan they were enemies. He electrocuted her with an arrow for crying out loud! If that didn't scream enemies she didn't know what did. Yet here they were all sitting in a plane going who knows where.

"Look I know we didn't have the best start," Okay Wanda couldn't resist the snort when he said that. Did he now remember the arrow too?

"Yeah, yeah I know sorry about the arrow but you wanted to send me back to a place I worked really hard not to go back too," Clint defended himself.

Wanda looked down instantly feeling guilty about that. She knew none of the other Avengers were happy with her because of that but she really thought Ultron was going to make the world a better place. She never would have done it if she knew his true motive.

"I can say I'm sorry so many times but I know it won't change a thing," she said looking down at her hands. She couldn't remember a time she felt so alone, so vulnerable.

"Words don't change a thing," Clint nodded agreeing with her.

"But actions do," he said looking back down at her.

Wanda looked up to him confused at where he was going with this conversation. She thought it was a simple 'I'm sorry for trying to get into your mind/hitting you with an arrow' conversation. Guess she was wrong.

"I know you're hurting after what happened to your brother, and I know you blame me-"

"I don't blame you,"

Clint looked at Wanda, shocked at what he just heard. Truth be told he was actually expected her to scream at him telling him it was his fault that her brother was dead. He wasn't expecting this.

"My brother was never one to let anyone get hurt, if he could prevent it he would, that's why I didn't want to see him after he was killed, because I didn't want to remember him as a corpse but as the hero he always wanted to be since he was a child," Wanda told Clint feeling tears in her eyes when she recalled the day he once told her if he was going to die, he wanted to die protecting someone. To him dying a selfless death was better than dying in some accident or whatever he said back then. She wasn't happy with that conversation but she agreed with him nothing less.

"And he is a hero, thanks to him a little boy was able to reunite with his mother," Clint said before he hesitated for a second. He wasn't sure if he could trust her with this information but seeing as she was bound to find out sooner and considering it was because of her brother and her he was able to go back, he decided she had the right to know. He wanted her to know just how much her brother gave him.

"Thanks to him I'm able to go back to my family," he said honestly to her. He owed her brother for giving him the chance to hug and kiss his wife again, to see his kids grow up and to be there for the birth of his second son. Without them both he wouldn't have been able to do it.

"You have a family?" Wanda gasped. She didn't really understand why he was telling her this information. They weren't friends as far as she was concerned.

"A wife, a son, a daughter and soon to have another son," Clint nodded putting his hands in his pockets and looking down.

"Because of your brother, I'm able to go back to them," Clint said looking at her.

Wanda smiled tightly looking back down at her folded hands and seeing her vision blur because of her tears.

"I always knew he was a hero, he never believed me, told me hero's fly and have super strength, he never believed he could be one but that didn't stop him from dreaming," she sniffed desperately trying to hold in the tears. She didn't want him to think she was weak. She didn't want anyone one to see her so like this.

"Being a hero takes more than having powers, it doesn't matter having so many if you don't know how to use them and your brother used them well and he'll be a hero forever," Clint assured her. He saw her tears but didn't think any less of her. He thought her as strong for showing just how much she missed and was proud of her brother.

"Yeah, I just, I just wished he hadn't left me," she cried finally letting the tears she's been holding in fall freely down her cheeks.

That being said she didn't mean for her brother not to have saved both the boy and Clint. No she was proud he did. She would always be proud he did. But that didn't stop her from wishing he had pulled through from the wounds. From what she heard it was impossible he could have, yet that didn't stop her from hoping. Hoping he hadn't left her. He was all she had. Ever since their parents died they've been all the other had. He was more than just her twin brother; he was her most trusted and constant companion, her best friend, the pain in her ass (but then again who's brother isn't?), her other half.

Losing him was losing everything she ever had, everything she's ever known.

"Hey, hey," Clint comforted moving to kneel down in front of her and taking her hands. She finally couldn't take the pain losing her brother brought.

She launched herself onto Clint feeling the need to have someone hold her close. She cried out her pain, her hatred, everything, while Clint rubbed her back trying to comfort her.

"It's going to be okay," he said glad that the others weren't interrupting. He wasn't sure if they were sleeping (he wouldn't be surprised if Tony was conked out in the pilot's seat or Thor passed out on a medical bed) or if they were just giving them space and he was grateful for that. He was sure Wanda didn't want anyone else to see her like this.

"He told me he'll be okay, he promised me that he'll never leave me like our parents did, he- he was all I had," Wanda cried into his shoulder. Her tears soaking onto his still dirty and worn uniform but she didn't care. It was nice having someone here with her.

Clint couldn't stop the surprised look that crossed his face. It wasn't because of how freely she was crying now; it was because of her confession. He knew her parents were dead but he thought she at least had other relatives, uncles, aunts, anything. He wasn't expected her to be completely alone.

"You don't have other relatives?" he asked. He felt rather than saw her shake her head.

"Dead, they all died when we were younger before our parents died," Wanda sniffed no longer sobbing but still had tears falling down her cheeks.

Clint sighed realizing she was indeed all alone. She mustn't even have any friends.

"Now I don't know what will happen, I don't have anywhere to go, I can't pay for one, I'm most likely to get arrested, I don't have anything," Wanda said hysterically feeling the consequences finally come crashing down on her.

"You have us," Clint said out of nowhere as he separated himself from her to look at her.

"What?" she asked looking up at him in shock. She didn't know what he meant.

"The Avengers," he clarified.

"They all hate me," she sniffed while smiling sadly knowing that the other wouldn't trust her with anything.

"They're not too happy with you, yeah, but each of them know what it's like to want a second chance, they'll learn to trust you in due time," Clint agreed reassuring her. She gave up just as much as the rest and she redeemed herself. Not completely but she was starting. Besides it wasn't the first time he's met someone who started on the wrong team.

"I meant it when I told you if you stepped out the door you're an Avenger and we Avengers look out for each other," Clint told her still looking at her.

"Like a family." Wanda whispered. She couldn't remember the last time the word passed her lips.

"A family," Clint assured her.

Before Wanda could respond the pilot seat whirled around to reveal Tony Stark. Since when did he take over piloting the jet? Wanda must've been too deep in her thoughts to notice Clint and Tony switch places.

Like the rest of the team, he looked like hell.

"If you two are ready to get your ass off this damn jet we're here," he simply said before he got up and walked past them to the exit, seems like his ass was tired of the pilot seat.

But that bothered neither Wanda nor Clint. Both have cracked small smiles and it was a welcomed change from the depressing atmosphere. Seems Tony Stark was able to lift up the mood by his asshole/snarky nature.

"Come one I want to show you something," Clint nodded getting up and stretching. He winced as he felt his muscle joints pop, yep defiantly a sign of exhaustion.

"What?" Wanda asked confused as she too got up and stretched.

"Come on you'll see," Clint smiled as he motioned for her to follow him out.

Wanda wasn't sure why exactly he looked so happy. Wherever they were he must know. But she decided she was tired of the jet too. She hoped that wherever they were there was at least a bed.

Wordlessly she followed Clint out the jet. To say she was surprised was an understatement. From what she could she was at a farm house. She's never been to one before and after the amounts of dust she inhaled, the clean air was greatly welcomed.

"Daddy!" voices cried out snapping her out of her trance.

She looked ahead to see two kids; a boy and girl run down the steps to a home followed by a very pregnant woman. So this must've been what he wanted to show her, his family. Or the scenery but each were a welcomed sight. Especially the smile on the children's face.

From besides her Clint knelt down and opened his arms allowing both children to hug into him. Wanda could hear the sobs of both children as they tightly held onto their father.

"Clint!" The woman cried as she approached them.

Clint got up and hugged onto her tightly as the other two children hugged both their parents' legs.

"Its okay, its okay I'm home," Wanda heard Clint say over the sobs of the woman.

Wanda looked around to try and find the other Avengers but she could see them all make their way inside the home tiredly, no doubt wanting to find something to crash onto or to give the family some privacy. She suddenly felt out of place. She wasn't sure if she was welcomed inside the home and the fact she was intruding on what appeared to be a family reunion made her uncomfortable. The more she saw Clint with his family the more Wanda smiled. It was because of her brother's selflessness that this family was able to be together again, and for a long time. If her brother hadn't sacrificed himself this woman would've lost her husband, these children would've lost their father…and the mother would've lost her son.

Wanda took a breath in an attempt to not cry again. The pain of losing her brother was still fresh and the hole he left behind wouldn't heal completely but seeing this family together filled it a little. Knowing her brother allowed this to happen made her all the more certain in what she wanted to do. What she wanted to be.

"Let's go inside, I'm sure the rest of the Avengers and you are dead tired," the woman said as she separated herself from Clint.

"Yeah, I wouldn't be surprised if Thor or Tony are passed out on the floor," Clint joked as he picked up his son.

Wanda watched as they made their way towards the home. She looked around one more time savoring the peaceful atmosphere before she turned around and decided to make her way back inside the jet. Maybe she could sleep on the medical bed. Thor did look rather comfortable in it.

"Wanda!"

She turned around surprised to hear her name.

Clint was standing alone on the front porch looking towards her with a smile on his face, seems like now that he was back home with his family and friends all alive and well he wouldn't stop smiling. She couldn't blame him of course; she'd have felt the same.

"Where do you think you're going?" he asked her.

"Um, inside the jet?" if she wasn't so nervous she would've hit herself by how stupid she just sounded.

"Why go inside a jet when you can come inside and eat real food and sleep on a real bed?" she should hate the tone he used. It was like he was teasing her. The bed part did convince her a bit though.

"I didn't think any of you would want me," She revealed sheepishly wringing her hands together in nerves.

"You're an Avenger, and we Avengers take care of each other," Clint stated.

"Are you sure?" Wanda asked as she took hesitant steps towards him.

"You had the choice to leave me when we were fighting Ultron sentries," Clint reminded her seriously.

"You could've left me to fend for myself and yet you didn't, you chose to open the door and help me out, so thank you," Clint told her.

"Why are you doing this?" she finally asked the question that burning in the back of her mind since he told her to get in the jet.

"Doing what?" he asked not really knowing what she meant.

"This," Wanda gestured to the farm house and the forest surrounded it.

"Telling me you have a family, welcoming me into your home, helping me and even consoling me back in the jet, why are you doing this for me?" She asked. No one but her brother has ever done this much for her, and an ally (if she could even call him that) she didn't even know was helping her. It was hard to understand.

"You're not a bad person, Wanda, you just had a rough start, I don't really like holding grudges and besides, I want to give you a second chance," Clint told her honestly as though he read her insecurities. He did, they were written all over her face.

"You really want to give someone like me a second chance?" she asked as she climbed up the steps to the front porch.

"Someone who can read minds and have powers like you, yeah, you'll be a good addition to the team," Clint joked hoping to light her mood and considering she gave a short laugh he knew he succeeded.

"You're with us now, Wanda and whether you like it or not we're all going to have your back," Clint promised her. The others may not trust her completely but he did. Her brother saved his life the least he could do was make sure his sister was going to be okay. He promised himself she would be okay. And if he's the only one willing to trust her, protect her and help her out then so be it. But he's willing to bet he won't be the only one to do it. The others would come around in due time.

"Thank you," Wanda told him meaning it completely. For the first time since she lost her parents, she felt like she did have a shot at being part of a family. After all, families look after the each other right?

Clint smiled at her. He knew it was going to be rough for her. No one really knew her let alone trust and everyone would be cautious of her. He would be there for her though. He would help her in any way that he can.

"Now come one I'm gonna pass out any second if I don't get on a bed soon and the floor's not as comfortable as it appears to be," Clint told her opening the door and motioning her to enter first. She smiled at him as a thanks agreeing with him.

"Clint," she said stopping just in the middle of the doorway and into the home.

"Yeah Wanda," he asked hoping she wasn't nervous again because he did mean it when he said he was going to pass out soon.

"You sound my like brother," she said smiling.

"Give me time and I just might be," He smiled back at her.

Wanda laughed making her way completely inside and she noted his home was exactly how she always pictured a families home would look like.

"I'll lead you to the guest room and later we'll eat and you could properly meet the rest of the family," Clint said leading her up the stairs.

Wanda didn't comment. She just followed him up eagerly wanting to sleep on a bed. Despite everything wrong that happened she was happy with how today ended.

Once she bid Clint goodnight and lay on the bed she thought back on today's events. She may have lost her brother but if Clint's words meant anything then she might have gained one in return.

With a new sense of devotion and determination, Wanda promised herself that she would gain the rest of the Avengers trust. It wouldn't be an easy road, she knew that, but she believed that if she gave it her all she could possibly earn what she always wanted.

A family.

AN: Yeah, back with a new story. I just loved Wanda M. /Scarlett 's not much known about her personality so I'm not entirely sure if i got her personalization right.I figured I would do this little story as some kind of bridge between the end of the battle to where she officially became an Avenger and maybe even beyond. Since Clint was the Avenger she interacted onscreen more I had to make him the first one. Each Avenger will get their own chapter and you can tell me which Avenger you want next.

Thank you.

PS: Sorry for possible ooc

PSS: Sorry if I got her accent wrong but I will try better, I promise.

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