Hi This was a little fic i thought of during my vacation and i just wanted to get it out there.

its a little angst at first, but it gets better. Also there is some sisterly Natasha here because i think it just works.

feel free to like review or favorite.

Wanda Maximoff. That was her name. She was a 'miracle', born in Sokovia to her loving parents along side her older twin brother Pietro.

But that was a long time ago. Not so long ago, Wanda had been in battle for the fate of the planet alongside the group of superheroes known to the world as the Avengers.

It was odd really. Roughly a decade before she and her family had been eating dinner when a missile crashed into her home killing her parents, and leaving her brother and her stranded for about two days. on the missile was printed a name that she would despise for many years to come STARK.

But she had fought along side him. it was either that or watch in horror as the human race was brought to the edge of extinction.

But something did go extinct that day. Pietro was killed by ultron saving the very people that Wanda had hated. he had died saving one of the Avengers and a child, from a barrage of bullets. She thought she had known pain, but this… It was like ultron had ripped her heart out.

She had ultimately killed him, but the pain did not ease. It never left.

She was an avenger. But she was also a girl. And she was all alone

it had been two weeks since Ultron had tried to wipe out humanity. Wanda, along side several others (which included her partner from the battle, Vision) had just finished up a training session with team leader Steve Rodgers and second in command Natasha Romanoff. They had been trying to bond as a team, going through training exercises, so that if they were needed they would be ready

Wanda was holding her own in the practice duels, but her mind would wander to her deceased brother, constantly distracting her. In the end, it meant taking a hard blow from one of the many training robots that she had been fighting.

She had landed hard on her back, smacking her head against the floor, later waking up in a bed with some medical equipment monitoring her

Natasha was by her bedside. Being the only other girl in the group, the two had become quite close in the short time. It didn't hurt that they bonded over the loss of loved ones.

Wanda sat up in her bed, groaning. Natasha was by her side in an instant, pushing her back down. "that was quite the head wound you suffered, maximoff" she told the younger girl

Wanda's hand flew to her head, which was pounding. Oh right. she had been punched in the face very hard and landed on the floor even harder.

"ohhh" she groaned, lying back down in the bed. She felt terrible and the bed helped ease the pain that was aching throughout her entire body. It was quite soft.

Wanda stared at the ceiling, her mind going back to Pietro. She missed him terribly. His body was outside buried in a small patch of grass. He had been given the burial, courtesy of the Avengers, Wanda had stayed by his grave, crying the first night. She had spent every day before training sitting by his gravestone, talking to it, telling him how much she missed him and saying that he would have been proud.

She held back a sob, but it was to much to stop a tear

Natasha stared at the younger girl with concern. Despite not knowing her very long, Natasha had developed some sense of a sisterly bond with the sokovian. In some ways, Wanda reminded her of her own childhood. Both had suffered at young age, but in the end, they were working to create a better world than the one that they had grown up in.

Natasha looked at the younger girl, watching as a tear escaped her eye. Though Wanda didn't know it, Natasha had seen her staring off into the distance some days whenever they were off duty. It wasn't hard to learn about what the girl was thinking about.

Natasha had loved someone too. True he was still alive, but he had left her.

Wanda had lost the only family she had left. There was no one left for her. As much as she was bonding with the Avengers, they were not her family.

Natasha reached over and rubbed Wanda's forehead. "get some sleep" she whispered, before standing up and leaving the room.

Natasha made her way to the training area, where she found Steve punching a bag. Classic Steve.

She stood at the wall crossing her arms, just watching him. the others had most likely left. Falcon was with Rhodes, since like Steve they had been in the military, while Vision was off doing who knows what. Maybe bird watching. He certainly was peculiar, despite being programmed by tony stark

Steve seemed to finish his workout, because he suddenly stopped. He breathed heavily, before turning. His eyes widened "Natasha?" he asked surprised to see the red head

Natasha shook her head "Captain." She said with a small sense of urgency.

"we need to talk about Wanda. I'm worried about her emotional stability. Ever since her brother died, she's been very distant. Its not just about her performance in battle, its about her as a person. She's very hurt by the loss of her brother. You've seen how she's been these past few days. she goes off to see his grave, she cries when she's alone."

Steve, stiffened. Natasha being worried was something that he was still getting used to. She barely ever showed emotion like that. she was always very calm. But he guessed after bonding with the new recruits, aloof was just something she couldn't do

Unfortunately steve, being very naïve to girls (since he had only kissed three girls and talked to two of them more than once) prior to this. he really had no idea what would help Wanda heal from the loss of her brother. At least in a way he knew that would help Wanda.

But being almost a hundred years old did have its benefits.

"Hey Natasha."

Natasha looked at her leader "theres this place by the beach not far from here. I used to go there all the time when I was feeling down. it had a great view of the sunset. Take Wanda there. Maybe it will help cheer her up. "

Natasha smiled "thanks Steve"

the next day, after allowing Wanda some time to heal, Natasha took her to the place that Steve had mentioned. It was a small diner. it loomed on the beach allowing the two girls to watch as the sun dipped into the water.

Both of them were dressed very beautifully. Natasha was dressed in a black dress and sandals. Wanda was in a similar get up, only a dark red.

Wanda had honestly never felt so…. In a way, naked. Well she never wore a dress before, so she never knew how it felt. Growing up she had no need for such things.

She couldn't believe that she was allowing Natasha to drag her out here. She said it would be fun, just the two of them watching the sunset. But Wanda felt a little insecure. She could feel the eyes of every man on her. No man really ever looked at her before. Pietro would always make sure of that.

Natasha managed to grab them a table close to the water and they grabbed the menus staring at the options.

A waitress came by, glancing at the two of them " Hello, I'm Beth I'll be your server for today are you too ready to order?" she asked

Natasha ordered first "I'll take the soup with a Vodka please."

The waitress smiled writing it down then she turned to Wanda

Wanda smiled "the same, just with water please"

Beth wrote the orders then left

Wanda sighed, before looking over to the older woman "Thank you Natasha."

Natasha just smiled "Wanda, I just want to cheer you up." her voice softened "I know that your hurt, but know that there I will always be here if you need me"

Wanda nodded before frowning and looking off into the sunset. It was red, as it always was and it was just ready to start submerging into the water. Wanda always loved watching the sunset.

Beth came back, with two bowls of soup the vodka, a water, and strangely a cup of a strange pink liquid. She placed the food and drinks down on the table.

Wanda glanced at the waitress "excuse me, but I don't think we ordered that."

Beth just smiled "its come with the compliments." She pointed across the diner, to a boy around Wanda's age. He was drawing something on a sketch pad, paying no attention to them whatsoever.

Wanda grabbed the drink, not sure what to do with it. she carefully sipped it. immediately she felt strawberry enter her mouth. Her favorite.

She glanced at the boy, before standing up. "excuse me" she walked over to the table, before sitting down across from the boy. He looked up, almost dropping his sketchpad startled by Wanda's appearance.

Wanda stared at him. he had dark brown hair and dark green eyes. Her cheeks turned pink. It was quite mesmerizing.

However getting back to the task on hand she gave him a smiled "Thanks for the drink. How did you know it was my favorite?"

The boy just stared at her. His cheeks were red and he was averting her eyes. He glanced back at his sketchpad, before turning it over

Wanda's blush deepened immensely on the sketchpad was a picture of her, staring off into the sunset.

Had he been watching her this whole time? Wanda didn't know what to say.

He suddenly ripped off the page and handed it to her. Wanda hesitantly took it. she glanced back at Natasha who was holding her mouth, trying to keep herself from laughing.

Wanda turned back to the boy, "Thank you." She said she glanced back at the picture. It was well detailed and she had to admit, nicely drawn.

The boy was not even looking at her. Judging by his face, he looked rather embarrassed. Wanda giggled. It was rather adorable.

"hey" she whispered, getting his attention.

She brought her hand forward taking his "it was really nice of you to do that for me."

The boy blushed even redder. Wanda giggled even harder. The boy smiled, before leaning forward and pressing his lips to Wanda's

Wanda's mind was screaming. She had never been kissed before and it felt, nice. She felt her heart flutter and she closed her eyes. She leaned into the kiss, sliding her tongue into his mouth. She wrapped a hand around his neck, drawing him closer.

The kiss was passionate and sweet. Wanda could vaguely hear gasps, but she didn't care. There was only her and this boy.

A moment later, he pulled back. Wanda opened her eyes and stared at him. her face was red and her lips were chapped, her heart pounding inside her chest.

The boy smiled, before slipping a piece of paper inside of Wandas hand, then stood up and exited the diner.

Wanda watched as he left, at a loss for words. She glanced at the paper in her hand, opening it, she saw it was a number and a small number of words

'don't be sad little lady. There is always someone out there who loves you."

Wanda smiled glancing at the picture he had left her. She held it close to her heart.

later, Natasha and Wanda returned to the Avengers facility, where Steve and the others were waiting for them

Steve was the first to notice them. he gasped noticing the smile that graced Wandas face as well as the paper that was still in her hand

He glanced at Natasha "so how did it go?"

Natasha glanced at Wanda "I say it went well"

Wanda just laughed "excuse me"

She left for her room, closing the door behind her. she sat on her bed, grinning. She had lost Pietro, but perhaps, there was room to love again