"Why are you crying?" I asked him, entering the room.
"They won't believe me and now I'm gonna be stuck in here forever," The poor Asian boy on the bed told me, there was a bandage wrapped around his eyes.
I frowned as I walked closer, letting my shoes tap on the floor so he'd hopefully know.
"What won't they believe?" I questioned gently.
He sniffled and exhaled shakily before answering, "That I'm friends with one of the Avengers," he told me, he seemed to brace himself for my reply.
"Which one?" I furrowed by eyebrows as I sat on the edge of the bed.
"His name's Pietro, not like you'll believe me anyway..." he trailed off with another sniffle.
That took me aback, he knew Pietro?
"Can you describe him to me?" I asked him, a nurse poked her head in the room before continuing on.
"Well, he has brown hair, but the tips are white. The last time I saw him he'd just lost his arm,".
I tilted my head, was he from the place Loki'd sent him?
"What is your name?" I asked, my hand reaching for my phone.
"Kevin," he told me as he wiped his nose with the back of his hand.
"Tran?" I finished.
He stiffened and looked in my general direction. "How did you know that? Who are you?"
I gave him a small smile, "My name is Wanda, Pietro just so happens to be my brother,".
Kevin straightened up, "Are you messing with me?"
I shook my head before I remembered that he couldn't see me. "No, I'm not. Would you like me to call him for you?"
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POV SWITCH
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I picked my phone off of the bookshelf as it started to ring.
"Do you miss me already sister of mine?" was what I answered with.
"I need you to get Happy to drive you to the hospital," Wanda told me, it sounded like I was on speaker.
"Why?" I raised an eyebrow as I pet Taz.
"I found someone you know," Wanda answered.
I heard a quite, 'say hello' from Wanda.
"Hey Pietro," I stiffened, which caused Taz to give a confused mew.
I knew that voice, "Kevin?"