"She lost her husband," Wanda reminded the older woman, and Taryn exhaled deeply. Wanda glanced between the two of them, raising an eyebrow. "What is it? What am I missing?"
"When Fawn lost her parents, she was in a similar situation. It took Tony and them ages to get to her. She would do things that concerned us, especially not eating," Taryn began to explain, which made Wanda's eyes widen in fear. "She still talked to us then. She didn't ignore anyone when we would try and talk to her. Now? She's acting as if none of us exist. When Helen would bring us up, she'd pretend not to recognize our names. Helen wants to up her medication, or there's been talk of transferring Fawn to a better facility. Where she can get the help she needs."
"Do you really think that moving her is going to do any good?" Nathaniel questioned her, and Taryn shrugged her shoulders. It was quiet between the three of them for a second, before Nathaniel spoke again. "Who has all been in her room? Actually standing in the same room as her."
"Just Helen," Taryn answered. "Why?"
"Why don't you guys let me talk to her?" Nathaniel offered, and Taryn gave him a look as she began to shake her head, but Nathaniel stopped her. "Taryn, maybe if we start letting the Avengers talk to her and bring her her medications and food, she'd open up. Maybe she'd get better. We can't just shut her out from everyone. Then she'll never get better and she'd feel like she was abandoned."
Taryn stared at him for a few seconds, before she nodded her head. The woman told Wanda that she was going to have to stay behind, and Wanda was objective at first. But Nathaniel talked to her out of wanting to come along. Wanda exhaled as Nathaniel pressed a kiss to her forehead before Taryn began to lead Nathaniel through the compound.
The Clairvoyant walked beside Taryn, keeping his eyes in front of him as they passed by other Avengers and agents. He would give them a small acknowledgment as he passed them, but other than that, he was silent. His focus was on Fawn, and he couldn't let himself think about anything else. He needed a clear mind as he went in her room, or he could end up hurting her or stressing her out.
Stopping in front of Fawn's room, Taryn went to talk to Helen. She explained to the doctor about what they had planned for Fawn, and the Korean woman was hesitant about it at first. But when Nathaniel stepped forward and explained his plan, the woman agreed with the method and let him into the room.
Once the door was opened, Nathaniel pulled it open quietly and slowly, not wanting to spook her. He poked his head into the room first, his eyes landing on the shapeshifter as she sat on the floor, her legs crossed. Closing the door behind him, he could hear it click shut and he inhaled deeply. His eyes narrowed in on Fawn as he entered the room, before approaching her.
The shapeshifter didn't lift her gaze as Nathaniel entered the room. She continued to stare in front of herself, picking one part of the wall to focus on and didn't let go of it. The Clairvoyant let out a small sigh as he sat on the floor beside her, not wanting to take her focus off of the wall in front of her. He rested his hands in his lap, staring at the part of the wall that she was, wondering what was going through her mind.
He turned his head, his eyes meeting her profile as she sat there. There were rabid thoughts in her mind, and Nathaniel didn't know how to approach the situation. He pressed his lips together as he sat beside her, before gathering up all of his courage to talk to her.
"Fawn?" Nathaniel said in a soft and gentle voice to her. "It's Nathaniel. Hyde." She didn't even lift her eyes away from the wall. He didn't notice a change in her position on the floor or in her demeanor. She didn't move a muscle at the sound of his voice. "I just wanted to come by and see how you were doing, and possibly talk. If you don't want to talk, that's completely fine. I just wanted to see you." Still nothing. Nathaniel didn't want to push anything with Fawn. He knew that she was still sensitive with the loss of Pietro and the mention of him could break her. He wanted to be careful. "The rest of the team miss you, Fawn. We know that... right now is hard. But we just want you to remember that we love you. We always will."
Nathaniel continued to try talking to Fawn. Talking about topics that wouldn't hurt her or bring up harsh memories. He didn't touch the topics of her parents or sister, feeling as if even the mention of past family deaths would break her even more.
When he felt that he had visited her for long enough, and didn't want to overwhelm her, Nathaniel stood up. He began to walk toward the door, but then he was stopped by a voice joining into his one-sided conversation.
To be perfectly honest, when writing Fawn's depression, I will be basing it off of my own. How Fawn acts/will act, are exactly how I am when I'm feeling depressed. I don't want to talk to anyone, I distance myself. And that's what Fawn is going to be doing. She's going to take a while to reach back to the team, which is why she was ignoring Nathaniel. She might speak a word or two, but that will be pretty much it. So, please don't say that I'm writing depression wrong when I'm basing her's off of my own. Everyone deals with it differently.
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