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[IC] Appointments Post

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You- she- you didn't.

[He's not sure if he should be correcting her on the technicalities, because this Wanda hasn't done anything, for good or ill. He doesn't want her to criticize herself for something she played no part in.]

We were taken away from her. By someone... evil, so he could boost his powers. She thought we were dead, and... things got really bad for a while. And then she went missing.

[A drastic oversimplification, but even in his state of mind he knows better than to tell her about the reality she'd constructed for the world, or the decimation of mutantkind that had followed thanks to her spell. All because she'd lost her kids.

God, how he sympathizes with that now. Even knowing Teddy had never died hasn't closed that particular wound yet.]

[She nods. That makes sense. She would never let... family go (and yes, let's think of it as 'family' for now, save off on the 'my children' bits until they're more manageable). Not willingly. Someone would have to take them from her. ] .... I... she must have fought for you. ... Did she come back?

I've heard that she does. Kind of. [He fidgets uncomfortably.] I mean- we go looking for her, in my future. Tommy says we find her, and... I don't know much, besides that. It hasn't happened for me yet.

[Until he got here he was still waiting, and wondering.]

... wow. [She sits back, letting all of this sink in for a minute, not bothering to fill the silence that stretches out as she does.]

... This is-- a lot.

I know.

[Really, what else could he say? She'd asked, but... he'd kind of forced her into that corner. This is what he'd been trying to protect her from, this intensity, this uncertainty, this... weight. The knowledge that somewhere, someday, there are children in her future. Sort of.]

...Sorry.

No. ...No. It's ok. I mean. It's-- weird. Really weird. But... weird is sort of my life anyway. And-- at least now I... sort of... have family with me here? [She glances at him, hopefully, uncertainly. He never said anything. Is it ok? To consider him and Tommy family now? ]

[Billy glances up at her when he hears that, then down again, nervous, unsure.]

If... you're okay with that. I think I... we... we'd like that. Yeah...

I would very much like that. ... It's-- beyond weird. I can't.... Even begin to say how weird it is. But. ... It's kind of all I've wanted since I got here.

[She fidgets with her fingers a little, anxiously.]

I don't think I'm going to be... a good mother. I don't even-- know how to wrap my head around that. But... for now, I think-- I like knowing that you're here. And that... we belong together. Although-- I haven't been able to find Tommy since things-- went back.

[In a sense, her jitters are actually kind of reassuring, and it makes him quirk the slightest hint of a smile.]

Don't worry about, um... being a mom. We'd never expect that of you, and... I do have one back home. I'm not looking to replace her.

[He can't speak for Tommy, but he's in a complicated situation all on his own. And speaking of-]

Try not to worry about Tommy, either. He's fast at everything except... processing emotions, I guess. Give him some time.

... It's the same with Pietro.

[There's a momentary beat, when she realizes that how much sense that suddenly makes. The resemblance that seemed to uncanny to her. Of course. She covers her face with her hands, feeling very stupid suddenly.]

... I... have a lot of questions. ... Which-- I don't know if you can answer or want to, or... anything. They can wait though.

...

...Is there-- anything I can do help you?

[He shakes his head, though after a moment he realizes she won't have seen it.]

It's... fine. I just- there's something wrong with... my head, um...

[He shifts uncomfortably, rubbing at his forehead, then shivers and glances away.]

...It's fine. And I'll answer whatever questions I can, if... you want to ask. I promise I'll try.

[She uncovers her face, to look at him with sympathy. She knows what it's like to have something-- off in your head. A passing thought wonders if that's something hereditary, or to do with their powers. She ignores it, rubbing a hand nervously over her mouth. It's awful, to feel so helpless. ]

I do have questions. ... I sort of... I need to think first though. Or they'll all come out-- wrong. You... need to get better. And I... need to think.

...I'm... okay with that.

[In a way, he's relieved. Hugely. He has no idea how he could answer the kind of questions he imagines her asking. Probably not well. He hasn't done very well in thinking clearly since he woke up, and he doubts this would be any easier.]

I'll get better. Teddy says... [Teddy says a lot of things.] ...I'm sure I will. Then... we can talk.

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