1 MONTH IN THE FUTURE
Wanda had been held "captive" by Nat for about a month now. She was being held at her makeshift home, constructed in the empty shell of a penthouse that had floated to the ground. She still had the ability to leave the house but had to be monitored at all times by Nat, and she had a rope binding around her hands at night. Of course, Wanda could easily kill Nat and try to make another portal back to her real universe. But in this past month, she had really come to enjoy her time with Nat and the slow-paced life they lived. Nat killed crows and Wanda turned them into whatever they wanted to eat, whether it be a steak or a green salad. She still had a void in her, where her kids used to be, but free of the Darkhold's grasp, the pain lessened as the days passed on. Strangely enough, she found herself starting to enjoy her new slow life, and the time she spent with Nat. As the days passed into weeks, Wanda felt a warmth grow in her chest, pulsing whenever Nat gave her a smile or whenever she felt her hands on her own.
Nat had scheduled a "court date" where she would be given a trial for her crimes against humanity. It was a little less than a week away, and worry began to eat away at Wanda's stomach. What if Nat wanted her killed? Would she really be able to let that happen to herself? Tied up at the back of a penthouse, Wanda's anxiety began to grow. Suddenly, Nat walked in and smiled at Wanda.
"Hey there Wanda, I see your enjoying captivity nicely." Wanda laughed nervously and said,
"Haha yeah Nat, just plotting my escape." Nat frowned.
"Are you not happy here with me Wanda?" Wanda was genuinely surprised by the question, as she wasn't expecting such an extreme answer to her remark.
"No of course I am Nat... it's just that being tied up for so long doesn't really make it feel like we're friends at all really." Nat chewed on her thumb for a few moments before walking over and untying the ropes around Wanda's hands. When Nat's hands drifted over Wanda's, she felt the heat of Nat's fingers and a blush rose in her cheeks. Of course, Wanda could have escaped at any point in time, but she wanted to let Nat do it. Nat announced,
"You have now been let out on bail, and can move freely until your court date." Wanda giggled and let a small smile escape. Could it be that she was actually... in love?
1 WEEK LATER
Wanda was sitting in a chair in front of Nat, waiting to go on "trial". She tapped her leg up and down nervously and picked at her fingers. She really enjoyed being with Nat and wanted to keep their relationship intact. What if she decided that Wanda was guilty and she got sent into exile, or killed. Suddenly, Nat banged down an old hammer they had found and said,
"Wanda Maximoff, you have been charged with 4 counts of domestic and foreign terrorism, and 5 additional counts of property damage. How do you plead?" Wanda stared at Nat, letting her eyes rest on hers, before saying,
"I plead guilty to all charges, and will receive whatever punishment that the court decides fit." Nat put the hammer down and clasped her hands together.
"By the power given to me, I charge you with spending the rest of your life with me." Wanda's eyes perked up and she stood up quickly. Nat walked over to her and whispered in her ear,
"I hope you see this punishment fit for you crimes Wanda." Wanda grinned and said,
"I think I'll be able to make it through just fine Natasha."
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How Do You Plead?- Wanda Maximoff x Natasha Romanoff
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