tcnetwork | Nick Andros

[She puts away her wallet and takes the planet from him. Wand looks up at him]

Thank you. It's so beautiful. I'll need you to come over to see how its doing once in a while.

[Nick smiles. The flowers have all but melted away. All he wants to do is take in that warm smile and the soft glow of the red reflecting off her hair.

God man, you've got it bad. A rueful thought as he nods in reply.] Of course. Anytime.

I'm glad you like it.

[Wanda closed her heart off ever since Pietro died. It was always safer to keep people at arm's length than risk getting hurt in the long run. Especially in her line of work. Yet Wanda hasn't moved away from Nick. She simply holds the plant, torn on the fondness and warmth she feels for Nick. She wonders if it is simply the fact that they were stuck somewhere far away from home.]

[Nick has spent so long in his own head - unable to communicate with the outside world and even when he could, there were those that would keep their distance as if his disability was somehow contagious.

But with Wanda?
In the short time he's known her it's been.. easy. Finding ways to make her smile. Reaching out to take her hand and know that she won't pull away.

Which is why his hand might linger a moment or two longer when Wanda reaches out to take the flower.]

[She has not felt this kind of connection with a person since...ever. She was angry, broken when her family had been taken away. She was an experiment when she volunteered for HYDRA. And after? After, she knew there were those who did not want to be near her because of her powers. She feels his hand over hers, lingering in his touch and wonders if he---no, he wouldn't. He shouldn't because of what she had done. The death that she had caused.]

[She isn't pulling away.
Nick screws up his courage and curls his fingers lightly over hers. She's kind and smart, the moment she learned about his disability her first instinct was to help him.

A small, warm smile as he stands with her, watching the alien flowers glow brightly in the half-light of the greenhouse.]

[Almost like her own magic. Wanda feels her heart thud in her chest when he curls his fingers around hers. She can enjoy this. The sweet feeling between them has her almost want to withdraw]

Perhaps not having my powers wouldn't be so bad.

[If it meant more sweet moments like this.]

[This is nice. Sweet. He catches the question and quirks his head, expression puzzled. Not wanting to let go of her hand just yet Nick draws a question mark in the air between them.]

[She watches as his hands move, drawing that question. Wanda looks up at him again]

...I don't want to hurt you, Nick. You are kind and sweet. And there are very little good things that have happened in my life.

[Nick has to withdraw his hand to communicate even though he would rather not. But this is clearly something that they need to talk about.]

So why can't this be one of them? I care about you and I think that this could be good for both of us.

[And didn't Jemma mention that this was a place of second chances?]

You...care about me?

[They had just met not too long ago yet she feels that she could trust him, feel comfortable around him. A closeness she hadn't felt since...]

[A simple and very decisive nod.]

I do. Very much.

You've just met me. You don't know what has happened. Before I came here, I was...

[She clutches the plant]

I have done terrible things, Nick.

[She could hear Clint's voice: "Get off your ass, Wanda."]

Second chances, remember?
Wanda what matters to me is who you are now and you've been nothing but kind. When I was deaf you allowed me to hear for the first time in my life.

I'm not saying it has to mean anything to you. Not yet or not ever.
But you matter to me. I trust you.

[She shifts and sets the plant down in the semi-dark room, then takes his hand. She touches his fingertips to her lips to make sure he would know what she is saying]

I trust you too. And that scares me.

[Nick barely checks a desire to shift his hand and cup her jaw. So he raises his other hand, drawing a question mark in the air again.]

I lost my family when I was ten. Since then, it had been my twin, Pietro, and I.

[It hurts still]

Then I lost Pietro. It has not been the same since. I...I didn't think and I hurt people in Lagos. It is very hard for me to trust people and I trust you.

[His expression is a wash of sympathy as she explains. First losing her famly and then losing a twin? He can't imagine how much that would hurt.] I'm sorry.

[And if she'll allow it, Nick will draw her into a hug.]

[She holds onto him like a lifeline. Wanda allows herself the hug, allow him to hold her in the hug. Perhaps if she holds on tight enough, he wouldn't leave her like the others have.]

[Nick will hold her for as long as she needs, but sooner or later the alien blooms will start to lose their glow and leave them in the dark. As the lights begin to fade, he pulls back and kisses her cheek gently.]

[She closes her eyes at the gentle feel of his kiss. He cares about her. In this place, perhaps, he wouldn't be able to get hurt like he would have back on her earth. She holds onto his hands, interlacing their fingers together. In the darkness, in the silence, she leans up and brushes her lips against his.]

[Her lips are soft and warm and Nick reaches out to cup her jaw, to savor that small kiss for a moment longer. New Dodge is indeed a place for second chances and maybe new beginnings.
They have all the time in the world.]

[She leans her forehead against his after the small kiss. Here, in the darkness and quiet, she could feel...trust with Nick.]

Nick Andros

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