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HAS THIS EVER HAPPENED TO YOU?!

Your mind is a car, a car in the vastness of the universe, slowly going down the road which connects thought upon thought and you glance at your hands as they grasp the steering wheel, wondering if you are fit to master the curves of creativity, to weather the rocky roads of prose, to order a cool glass of beer at the roadhouse of inspiration no wait a second you can't order a beer you're driving you're test driving your mind car drunk what have you done WHAT HAVE YOU DONE THIS IS THE MIND POLICE SLOW DOWN AND PULL OVER IMMEDIATELY YOU ARE UNDER ARREST I SAID SLOW DOWN THIS IS--

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[She never stops moving, following the pull of his voice like a woman possessed, too many months here without him to share it with, too much time before Wonderland where she'd struggled with grief and refused to resign herself to the fact that he was gone.

It was unnatural to be apart, and her being alone had forced her to learn to function without him. She had hated every moment of it, felt as though a piece of her heart had been cut away and that she would never be whole again, but now, now.

I'll come to you, she tells him, picking up on his location as she allows the familiar ring of his voice to lead her. He was faster than her, but she needed this. She had not been there when he'd fallen, had not been able to help him, but this, this she could do.

She stops short for half a moment when she rounds the corner only seconds later; he's there, standing in front of her healthy and whole, as though he'd never been taken from her in the first place, and she feels her chest seize up for a moment before she lurches forward, throwing her arms around him in a desperate embrace, burying her face against his shoulder.]

You are real?

[ being patient is not his forte, standing still, waiting; Pietro has lost the meaning of it. he doesn't necessarily give his agreement, but he doesn't go anywhere, standing still with a nervous energy while he waits to see her. it isn't like much time has passed for him, no time at all, really, but Pietro knows that it will have been longer for her.

he knows that he left her.

as soon as Wanda comes into view, Pietro can feel his heart stutter in its relief, not hesitating for a moment when he meets her half way to gather her against him. he sweeps her into his arms easily, pulling her tight to his chest and keeping her there; it's a safety he should have been able to afford her for the rest of their lives, a comfort that never should have had to stop. they were born twelve minutes apart; they were never meant to be without each other for longer than that. ]

Of course. You think I would leave you alone for long? [ his voice is quiet in her hair, meant to be reassuring. he doesn't know how long it's been, he isn't sure if that will matter now; what he does know is that he'll never leave her again, that even under her direction of go, he'll stay. ]

[She hugs him so tightly that she's sure her knuckles turn white where she grabs at his shirt, swallowing back the sob that threatens to escape her at the sound of his voice, the warmth of him against her as they embrace-- so much that is familiar, so much she had all but resigned herself to never having again, if only because she'd been too afraid to hope.

It was a disappointment she had not been willing to risk. Not when the hole in heart already held his shape. There was only so much loss a single person could take, but Pietro, he had always been the reason she'd been able to pull through, to be strong. They had done that for one another, kept each other inspired to fight and push forward, and without him...

Without him, she had hardly known herself.]

Not if you were given the choice, no.

[But the matter hadn't been in his hands. There was no higher power here for her to appeal to, no one for her to beg to bring him back, and so she'd had to learn to function on her own. She had hated every moment of it, the first and last thought of every day being of him, grief.]

I did not think I would see you again-- they told me to hope, that I might, but I-- I could not let myself believe them.

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