Are you Real?

A Mothers Desperation

Natasha and the team pause in their tracks, their expressions morphing into a mix of surprise and disbelief. Carol, had betrayed them breaking Diana out of shield custody. Now, it becomes painfully clear that they are working together.

The whole time.

She outed you in that coffee shop months ago, not because she cared, but because she needed to let Diana know it was a setup.

A wicked smile plays on Carol's lips. "God. You're really not that bright, Natasha."

Diana, with superiority, takes control of the situation. She gestures to Jackson, her voice laced with authority. "Give her to me. I will make sure the serum is administered properly."

He to complies with Diana's command. With a resenting nod, he relinquishes his hold on you and hands you over to her.

As Diana takes hold of you, arm wrapping around your neck as her front presses into your back. Her eyes gleaming with a twisted mix of obsession and triumph, your heart sinks.

Her evil smirk gets bigger when she locks eyes with Natasha, bringing the serum closer to your lips, a twisted smile playing on her face.

Natasha's eyes widen in horror as she realizes Diana now has control of the serum. The thought of your memories being wiped away, terrifies Natasha to her core. She can't go through that again.

Desperation fills Natasha's voice as she pleads with Diana, her voice trembling with fear and anguish. "Diana, please! Please, just let her go."

Diana's laughter fills the air, a chilling sound that sends shivers down your spine. She presses the serum closer to your lips, her voice filled with a twisted sense of ownership. "Oh, Natasha, you just don't understand. She belongs with me."
You struggle against Diana's grip, your eyes pleading with Natasha for help.

As Diana presses the serum closer to your trembling lips,"Diana, please!" You plead with desperation. "This isn't right!"

Diana's grip tightens, her eyes narrowing as she gazes into your pleading eyes. "Oh, my sweet Y/n, it'll be over soon."

Your heart pounds in your chest as you try to reason with Diana, your voice shaking with fear. "No. Please!"

Diana's laughs at your words. "I know what's best for you." Your eyes meet Natasha's.

Natasha's voice shakes with fear as she steps forward, her eyes locking onto you. "Please, don't take her away from me."

As the intense standoff escalates, Wanda lies on the hospital bed unaware of the danger you're currently facing, her breathing labored, Vision, sits by her side holding her hand.

The doctor had just left the room letting Wanda know she'll be ready to deliver the twins within an hour or so, Vision's phone rings, glancing at the screen, Maria.

Knowing that Maria only calls if it's very urgent, he excuses himself from the room, stepping into the hallway to answer it leaving the door open.

Keeping his voice low, he listens intently to Maria's urgent words, his brow furrowing with concern.

Wanda watches Vision, a mix of curiosity and anxiety in her eyes. She wonders what could be so urgent that Vision had to step away during this crucial moment. Her heart races as she tries to catch snippets of the conversation, but the words remain muffled and indistinguishable.

Vision absorbs the details relayed by Maria, his expression growing more serious with each passing moment. He understands the need to shield Wanda from the truth, at least for now. He nods and murmurs a few reassuring words before ending the call.