Sleeping Beauty (RP with daughter_of_m)

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[OOC: RP with daughter_of_m. Takes place after Wanda knocks Jean into a coma.]

The drive back to the cottage from the market passed uneventfully. After the pleasant conversation with Pietro, the twins were both in upbeat moods, though Tommy's was more subdued than Billy's. They sat in the wide, magically-conjured back seat, talking and bickering in friendly

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Wanda heard them arrive and gathered herself together. With one glance at the twins, her twins, she slipped past them and into the kitchen where Steve was calmly chopping vegetables. She wanted to speak with him before she saw them again. She needed to know...she wasn't dangerous....wouldn't hurt them

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Steve stared at Wanda, his eyes flicking surreptitiously between the woman before him and the door, which he knew had been glowing a second before. A chill ran up his spine, and he knew something was very wrong.

"Wanda," he said, taking both of her shoulders in his hands and squeezing softly. "I..." He stopped before he could add "love you too." Neither of them was in the right mind to be saying that, no matter how true it was.

He changed tactics. "Nothing could make me hate you. Nothing. Tell me what happened."

He was reasonably sure this was true. He could never hate her. But fearing her was another story entirely, and on that, he stayed tellingly silent.

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"She's sleeping. Again." Wanda began, softly. "I heard her stirring and brought her tea. We spoke of...meetings and mutants." She looked away, staring at something only she could see. "I remember now. Everything. But mostly anger. I was so angry. You can't know..." She stopped and shook her head very slightly, drawing herself back to the present. She looked at Steve directly. "I was angry with you. With all of you. And that was wrong, you did nothing to deserve it. I would do anything to change that. That's why I tried to fix it. Give my father, my brother, all of you the world you wanted." She bit her lip and looked away again. "But that was wrong too. It all fell apart. And I was still angry." The pain of these memories was almost too much for Wanda to bear but she knew she had to continue

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"Asleep?" Steve stared, trying to process all that Wanda had just said, the fire flashing in her eyes. "The Phoenix? Both of you?" He took a deep breath and released it, slowly, making his voice commanding.

"Take me to her. We need to find out if she's ok."

There was no time to address everything else she'd just said. If Wanda really did remember everything now, there would be time for promises and forgiveness later. Right now, the imperative was making sure Jean Grey was all right. Making sure the world didn't fall apart all over again.