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Stephen was smirking, knowing she’s be cursing him under her breath. “My turn again,” he mused, making his way further into the store. He was walking down an aisle when he stopped and took a step back. Oh yes. That was perfect. “Your turn again, dear.”

Wanda peered at the strange metal hook curiously before scanning the aisle with her eyes. She spotted a strange contraption to which one of the rubber vaginas was attached. She curiously picked up a remote beside it and turned the dial watching it spring to life thrusting back and forth. She grinned with a nearly sinister glint in her eyes, “This. This makes it your turn, last one.”

“I know everything that has happened…” She hesitated choosing the right word before sighing, “Effected me. However, sitting idle is not helping me either. My mind is racing, constantly. Do you know how many times I’ve accidentally entered all of your heads? I need something to do.”

If she was being honest she was apprehensive about taking on missions with Steve and Sam. Being back in a shock collar had left its scars, emotionally and otherwise, Ross had hit a powerful blow. But stagnating at the safe house sitting around cooking and pacing around like a caged animal with nothing but Clint’s jokes was driving her mad. She wanted to help Steve after he had come to rescue them, she wanted to be useful. She sighed pursing her lips, “I feel broken again. Like the little lost puppy you all adopted. I want to be useful to contribute. I could help if i work with my powers again.”

“You have a very recognisable skill set Wanda,” Steve spoke trying to choose his words wisely. “No one sees you as a lost little puppy. You’re a competent, powerful young woman, who has a certain scarlet signature that may or may not get us recognised whilst we’re in hiding,on top of that if said power gets us recognised you end up in a shock collar again and we all fall back into square one.” He sympathised best he could, “if you’re bored is there nothing you could do to entertain yourself?”

“Like what,” She sighed exasperated, “Help Sam clean his wings? Or Clint check his arrows haven’t bent? Stitch closed the tears in your suit? Check the lines on Scott’s suit so he doesn’t implode? I do all these things, I cook the meals so I have something to do.”

“I understand I am… noticeable,” She sighed trying to convince him, “We don’t even have books, Steve. Everyone else get’s to go out even if it is just for missions. I can’t even use my powers in case Tony has come up with some way of tracking my abilities. What else is there for me to do here? Perhaps…” She sighed not liking the idea, she didn’t fully trust Natasha but she felt so trapped something was better than nothing. She would miss Steve and the boys, but she couldn’t deny keeping her around was dangerous for them, “Maybe I should reach out to Natasha… She could set me up a new identity, I still couldn’t use my powers but maybe I wouldn’t have to worry about stepping outside.”

Steve hummed, folding his arms over his chest. “Leave us?” The question hung in the air, it was speculative and a ring to it that sounded final. “We can get you books Wanda - we can get you anything you want to help entertain you whilst we’re in hiding. I guess if that’s good enough you can try solo if you want but it wouldn’t be the same without you in the team.”

“I don’t want to leave,” She admitted under his stern look, “I’m closer to you than anyone else. I don’t like the idea of being alone, I haven’t since I lost Pietro… But like you said, I am distinctive. The more I’m pent up, the more I risk losing control and putting you all at risk. Not just from Ross and Tony but… what if I lose my grip on my powers and end up hurting one of you.”

“I just…” She sighed closing in on herself self-consciously, “I feel like something is crawling under my skin. Like I am threatening to burst if I don’t find some kind of release. I think books would take my mind off it, but… There is the risk that I might explode for lack of a better word. Since you’re our leader you should know… and I’m willing to step away if it’s what’s best. I just thought maybe being in the field might abate it.”

“Wanda its clear you need a release for your powers, you can do that whilst you’re not on mission. Why don’t you learn to create rather than destroy. We need things here, your powers are of undocumented strength. You are genuinely the only person on this team I believe could take me down. You have the ability to do anything. Maybe small things, that we need around here.” He leaned against the wall of the room they were in, his eyes focussing on the lost stare she had. It was sad, like seeing a big cat in the zoo hurting themselves for lack of something better to do.

“Hydra… then Avengers… exploited your powers. But they are yours to control and perfect. They are not a tool for other people to use, but something beautiful you can harness for yourself. There is nothing stopping you from practicing your skills here. You don’t need to be useful to anyone, that’s not what living is about,” Steve explained, worried she was losing herself amongst her desires to be a part of something bigger.

“You should rest, Wanda. Being alone is not a bad thing. Sometimes it can give you the chance to grow and become stronger.” He offered the advice he wished someone gave him when he was contemplating Project Rebirth.

"It is what my life has been about," She muttered, "I have not been idle since I was a child. First it was doing things to keep Pietro and I alive and safe, then it was being a voice for my people, then hydra's plaything, then working on the team. I have nothing left to do now."

"You think it's alright," She asked her eyes filling with hope for a moment, "For me to use my powers as long as it's here? I can abide myself with small things I think."

She chewed on her lip at his advice, "I... The worst part about what hydra and Ross did wasn't the experiments or the pain, Steve. It was the isolation. I have never been alone, I always had Pietro then I had all of you. My powers connect me to people. They took that from me. I can stomach it if I chose it I think but it is far from my first choice of action."

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Steven could only chuckle as Wanda commented on the wand. Looking at her first choice his eyebrows raised. Moving close to her he began to speak quietly “They’re for… here,” he said, fingers reaching out to tweak where her nipple was under her clothing. “And here,” he muttered, reaching down between her legs to do the same with her clit.

“Oh!” She let out a quiet yelp as he toyed with her. She could feel herself getting wet at the thought of him tugging on them once they were on her. She hummed looking up at him eyes filled with mischief, “Definitely a good choice then. Your turn.”

“I know everything that has happened…” She hesitated choosing the right word before sighing, “Effected me. However, sitting idle is not helping me either. My mind is racing, constantly. Do you know how many times I’ve accidentally entered all of your heads? I need something to do.”

If she was being honest she was apprehensive about taking on missions with Steve and Sam. Being back in a shock collar had left its scars, emotionally and otherwise, Ross had hit a powerful blow. But stagnating at the safe house sitting around cooking and pacing around like a caged animal with nothing but Clint’s jokes was driving her mad. She wanted to help Steve after he had come to rescue them, she wanted to be useful. She sighed pursing her lips, “I feel broken again. Like the little lost puppy you all adopted. I want to be useful to contribute. I could help if i work with my powers again.”

“You have a very recognisable skill set Wanda,” Steve spoke trying to choose his words wisely. “No one sees you as a lost little puppy. You’re a competent, powerful young woman, who has a certain scarlet signature that may or may not get us recognised whilst we’re in hiding,on top of that if said power gets us recognised you end up in a shock collar again and we all fall back into square one.” He sympathised best he could, “if you’re bored is there nothing you could do to entertain yourself?”

“Like what,” She sighed exasperated, “Help Sam clean his wings? Or Clint check his arrows haven’t bent? Stitch closed the tears in your suit? Check the lines on Scott’s suit so he doesn’t implode? I do all these things, I cook the meals so I have something to do.”

“I understand I am… noticeable,” She sighed trying to convince him, “We don’t even have books, Steve. Everyone else get’s to go out even if it is just for missions. I can’t even use my powers in case Tony has come up with some way of tracking my abilities. What else is there for me to do here? Perhaps…” She sighed not liking the idea, she didn’t fully trust Natasha but she felt so trapped something was better than nothing. She would miss Steve and the boys, but she couldn’t deny keeping her around was dangerous for them, “Maybe I should reach out to Natasha… She could set me up a new identity, I still couldn’t use my powers but maybe I wouldn’t have to worry about stepping outside.”

Steve hummed, folding his arms over his chest. “Leave us?” The question hung in the air, it was speculative and a ring to it that sounded final. “We can get you books Wanda - we can get you anything you want to help entertain you whilst we’re in hiding. I guess if that’s good enough you can try solo if you want but it wouldn’t be the same without you in the team.”

“I don’t want to leave,” She admitted under his stern look, “I’m closer to you than anyone else. I don’t like the idea of being alone, I haven’t since I lost Pietro... But like you said, I am distinctive. The more I’m pent up, the more I risk losing control and putting you all at risk. Not just from Ross and Tony but... what if I lose my grip on my powers and end up hurting one of you.”

“I just...” She sighed closing in on herself self-consciously, “I feel like something is crawling under my skin. Like I am threatening to burst if I don’t find some kind of release. I think books would take my mind off it, but... There is the risk that I might explode for lack of a better word. Since you’re our leader you should know... and I’m willing to step away if it’s what’s best. I just thought maybe being in the field might abate it.”

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Stephen glanced around before quickly locating the item he wanted to first pick. Strolling over to it, he picked up the hitachi wand and showed it to Wanda. “You’ll have some fun with this, I guarantee it,” he grinned.

She studied it for a moment before nodding, “Looks innocent enough.” She smiled combing the aisle until she found a small set of chains with little clips on them. The three chains were attached to a central ring. She held it up to Stephen asking,”What is this used for? It looks interesting.”

“I know everything that has happened…” She hesitated choosing the right word before sighing, “Effected me. However, sitting idle is not helping me either. My mind is racing, constantly. Do you know how many times I’ve accidentally entered all of your heads? I need something to do.”

If she was being honest she was apprehensive about taking on missions with Steve and Sam. Being back in a shock collar had left its scars, emotionally and otherwise, Ross had hit a powerful blow. But stagnating at the safe house sitting around cooking and pacing around like a caged animal with nothing but Clint’s jokes was driving her mad. She wanted to help Steve after he had come to rescue them, she wanted to be useful. She sighed pursing her lips, “I feel broken again. Like the little lost puppy you all adopted. I want to be useful to contribute. I could help if i work with my powers again.”

“You have a very recognisable skill set Wanda,” Steve spoke trying to choose his words wisely. “No one sees you as a lost little puppy. You’re a competent, powerful young woman, who has a certain scarlet signature that may or may not get us recognised whilst we’re in hiding,on top of that if said power gets us recognised you end up in a shock collar again and we all fall back into square one.” He sympathised best he could, “if you’re bored is there nothing you could do to entertain yourself?”

“Like what,” She sighed exasperated, “Help Sam clean his wings? Or Clint check his arrows haven’t bent? Stitch closed the tears in your suit? Check the lines on Scott’s suit so he doesn’t implode? I do all these things, I cook the meals so I have something to do.”

“I understand I am... noticeable,” She sighed trying to convince him, “We don’t even have books, Steve. Everyone else get’s to go out even if it is just for missions. I can’t even use my powers in case Tony has come up with some way of tracking my abilities. What else is there for me to do here? Perhaps...” She sighed not liking the idea, she didn’t fully trust Natasha but she felt so trapped something was better than nothing. She would miss Steve and the boys, but she couldn’t deny keeping her around was dangerous for them, “Maybe I should reach out to Natasha... She could set me up a new identity, I still couldn’t use my powers but maybe I wouldn’t have to worry about stepping outside.”

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Stephen completely avoided her first question, moving right onto the second. “Well, why don’t we each pick… say… three things?” he suggested to her. “Would you like me to pick first?” He knew exactly what to pick that would, when they arrived home, immediately change her mind about involving toys. 

“I think I can agree to that,” She smirked a little curious as to what he had in mind. She nodded, “Go ahead then, what did you have in mind?” She was already scanning the next aisle at the various things looking for something that piqued her interest.

“I know everything that has happened...” She hesitated choosing the right word before sighing, “Effected me. However, sitting idle is not helping me either. My mind is racing, constantly. Do you know how many times I’ve accidentally entered all of your heads? I need something to do.”

If she was being honest she was apprehensive about taking on missions with Steve and Sam. Being back in a shock collar had left its scars, emotionally and otherwise, Ross had hit a powerful blow. But stagnating at the safe house sitting around cooking and pacing around like a caged animal with nothing but Clint’s jokes was driving her mad. She wanted to help Steve after he had come to rescue them, she wanted to be useful. She sighed pursing her lips, “I feel broken again. Like the little lost puppy you all adopted. I want to be useful to contribute. I could help if i work with my powers again.”

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“You or… other women,” he trailed away, voice quiet enough that Wanda probably couldn’t hear him. He glanced to the desk clerk as Wanda nodded to her, and licked his lips. “I want you to pick some items that interest you. That you think might be fun. If I think we shouldn’t get it, we won’t, but if it will be fun…” He smiled.

“hm?” Wanda smiled biting her lip, “Are you going to select some things too?” She slowly started to back down the aisle playfully, “Because otherwise I feel at a disadvantage.”

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“Well, the same applies with these toys. A lot of them will help you and give you a different sensation to simply touching yourself,” he said, watching as she wandered off and picked something up. “What do you think it’s for?” he asked, smirking a little. 

She chuckled turning it over in his hands, “It looks like something you would use if you did not have me to share your bed.” She smiled putting it back and smiling, “So what have we come to get here? I have a feeling there is quite a lot here I know very little about, and while I could look into your mind or hers,” she nodded to the clerk, “I have the distinct idea it will be more entertaining if you show me.”

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Stephen watched Wanda as she took in the view of the store, and even more so as she began to look at the specific items on display. “Or a woman,” he added. “But yes. Although, like you and I, sometimes you can involve them in the bedroom,” he told her. “Some of these…” he picked up a dildo in the shape of a tentacle. “Some I do not understand the appeal of. Others simply… feel good. Why does it feel good when you use your own fingers to touch yourself?” he asked, speaking at a normal level. In here, they didn’t need to hide their topic of discussion.

Wanda blushed a little glancing around the shop spotting the cashier and hoping she hadn’t heard him, “Not as good as actually having sex but yes, it is enjoyable at my own hands...” She trailed off moving on from the section picking up a strange piece of rubber. It had a hole in it that looked almost like the outer lips of a vagina. She squeezed it and found it hollow quirking her eyebrow at Stephen, “What is this for? It surely can’t be... well, for what I think.”

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Stephen smirked a little when Wanda told him she had no experience with them. Oh how he’d like taking her through her first steps. But the smirk soon disappeared as she mentioned the struggles she had growing up. “Well, when we’re in here you can ask whatever you like,” he told her. It didn’t take them long to get there, and Stephen stepped inside first, holding the door open for the young female.

Wanda stared at the plethora of things just within the door of the shop. She saw the rows of aisles going back a short distance all filled with strange things. She waited in the first row of things for Stephen looking at the phallic instruments in a variety of shapes. They varied from realistic to just plain odd. She glanced back at him, “So these are um... for... well for when you can’t sleep with a man? What is the appeal in that?”

“I’d listen, if you wanted to talk,” She frowned at him, “It just clearly isn’t good for you. You look as if you haven’t slept in a week, you’re running yourself ragged. I’m concerned… I just want you to know you’re not alone.”

He looked at Wanda with tired smile, before shaking his head. “I’m fine. Just having trouble sleeping. I will be bettee soon, siestra. Don’t worry so much.” he tried to calm her down. It was right, he slept little lately, his dreams filled with constant pain, bullets, tight cells and experiments.

Wanda could see through him, she always had been able to, even before the experiments. They plagued her too and she felt for her brother. She sighed taking his hand, “Let me help you. I may be able to ease some of it, my powers are growing. You need sleep, if we are to stay and train with the avengers we bother need our rest, our strength.”

“Stay away from my head.” Pietro said quickly, but didn’t pull away his hand from her. He sighed and rubbed his face with his other hand, before running it through his hair. “Don’t look inside my head. Don’t want it.”

It hurt Wanda when he pulled away, she didn’t understand after all they’d been through why he wouldn’t let her help him. She sighed, “If you wish. Try to get some rest at least. It’s the best I manage.”

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