(The two sides of the same coin.)

Chapter fifty one:

Slowly and quietly, I exited the room and approached Wanda Maximoff, who was still curled up in a ball on the steps outside, weeping. Wanda Maximoff then looked up as I drew closer, her eyes conveying the emptiness and despair that she was feeling.

"What are you doing here Travis? I thought that I told you that I needed some time alone." Said Wanda Maximoff.

"I know but I'm just worried about you Wanda." I replied.

"Please just leave." Said Wanda Maximoff.

I didn't respond, but chose to let out a deep sigh, before sitting down beside her on the left. Wanda Maximoff was too exhausted to argue or try to make me leave. She then buried her face between her legs and continued to cry quietly.

"Look, I'm not going to pretend that I understand what you're going through... I replied.

"You don't... No one ever will." Said Wanda Maximoff while tying her long auburn hair into a ponytail.

"But I do think that I understand better than most." I replied.

"You could never understand Travis." Said Wanda Maximoff.

I, who could empathize with Wanda to some extent, knew that she felt like the world was conspiring against her, and that life only served to dash her hopes repeatedly. I then took a deep breath before speaking.

"I've lost... a lot throughout my life too. So I think that I might understand." I replied.

"Just stop Travis. You have no idea what I've been through. So don't try to tell me that you do." Said Wanda Maximoff.

"Okay, I won't... But is it okay if I just sit here with you for a while?" I replied.

Wanda Maximoff remained silent, feeling drained and not wanted me to be there, but unable to muster the energy to stop me. We sat together in silence for some time, both lost in our own thoughts.

As I sat beside Wanda Maximoff, I could feel the weight of her sadness and despair. I knew that I couldn't just leave her there, alone and hurting. So, I stayed with Wanda, not saying a word and gave her space to grieve.

Finally, after what seemed like a eternity, Wanda Maximoff looked at me, and our eyes met. For a moment, I felt like I was looking into the depths of Wanda's soul, seeing all the pain and hurt that she had been carrying with her.

"You said that you lost someone." Said Wanda Maximoff.

"I did. And every time, it felt like a piece of me went with them." I replied.

"Was you close to him or her?" Said Wanda Maximoff.

I then saw my chance to open up to Wanda Maximoff, to share my own pain and grief.

"The closest of close. I lost my grandparents, and my aunt and uncle died in a car accident . I even came close to losing you Wanda by the Darkhold." I replied.

For a moment, Wanda Maximoff simply just stared at me, taking in everything that I just shared. Wanda Maximoff never really knew my true pain, no one did. But looking at me and seeing the person behind my soul made the conversation all the more meaningful.

"I'm sorry Travis." Said Wanda Maximoff her voice was heavy with emotion.

"I had no idea about the pain that you were going through." Replied Wanda Maximoff.

"It's okay Wanda." I said.

Wanda Maximoff remained silent for a while before continuing, her voice was nearly toned down to a whisper.

"How do you do it?" Replied Wanda Maximoff.

"Do what?" I said.

"How are you so positive, after everything you've been through? And after everything I did to you under the Darkhold's corruption?" Replied Wanda Maximoff.

I didn't know how to respond to that. Yes, I have been through a lot, but I had always tried to keep moving forward, to keep smiling, even in the darkest moments. What helped me was the fact that I had always received support in my time of need.

"I guess it's because I was always taught to move on, no matter how many people I lost. My grandmother used to say. If you don't keep smiling when they can't, you might as well be gone too. And... well, they'd want us to keep going. To keep smiling. For them." I said.

"But what if I want to be gone Travis?" Replied Wanda Maximoff.

I felt like my heart was going to break whenever I heard those words. I knew that Wanda was emotionally fragile, that the weight of her pain and grief was almost too much for her to bear, but not to this extent.

"What do you mean Wanda?" I said.

Wanda Maximoff remained silent for a while, realizing what she just said, not intending for me to have heard her.

"What your grandmother said about when your not smiling... When they can't... you might as well be gone too... Well what if... I want... To die to Travis?" Replied Wanda Maximoff.

I found myself struggling to provide a answer to this overwhelming question.

"I'm just so tired. I've been tired... For a very long time. There's nothing left for me anymore... Everytime a glimmer of hope shines through, it gets ripped away from me... Said Wanda Maximoff.

Wanda Maximoff reflected on her words for a moment, thinking about everything that she lost in her life, feeling like she didn't deserve any of it.

"I spent months.... Alone by myself, searching for a meaning... You know what I found? Pain... and despair. When I finally met Vision gave me a glimmer of hope again, but he got taken away right in front of me in a instant by Thanos the Mad Titan. I can't keep doing this... I don't want to be here anymore Travis. In this... This cruel place." Replied Wanda Maximoff.

"I hate it here! I hate my life! I hate everything!" Said Wanda Maximoff.

I then closed my eyes, and took a deep breath. Wanda Maximoff's word's broke my heart. The depth of her exhaustion was palpable, and it was clear that Wanda had been carrying this burden for a long time.

As I placed my hand on her shoulder, I could feel the tremors that shook her body, the physical manifestations of the emotional turmoil that she was enduring.

I knew that Wanda needed something, anything, to hold onto, to anchor herself in this storm of pain and uncertainty. But more than anything, I wanted Wanda to know that she was loved and not alone, that I was there for her no matter what. I wanted Wanda to find the strength to move forward, to let go of the past and focus on doing what was right, even though it was hard.

"This pain that you're feeling... It has to end at some point Wanda." I replied.

"At some point? When? Tell me Travis! I've been waiting for years." Said Wanda Maximoff.

"Well... It all can't be sorrow, can it? Grief can't be all there is to your life. But there are people who never had what you had, even if it was temporary for you, they never had the privilege to feel the most precious thing in the world... Love... Because that's all grief is. Love... preserving. That's what makes it all worth it. The pain, the loss, the heartache... it's all love. Don't you see that?" I replied.

Wanda Maximoff's heart skipped a beat as the words hit her like a truck. They were the same word's that Vision had whispered to her when Wanda first realized that she fell in love with him. In that moment, Wanda Maximoff saw me as a beacon of hope, a steadfast presence that could anchor her through the tumultuous storm of life after losing her parents, Pietro and Vision.

As Wanda Maximoff gazed at me, a fire ignited within her, a flame of intense passion and unbreakable devotion that transcended mere love. It was a bond that defied explanation, a force that pulsed through her veins with a almost spiritual power. Wanda Maximoff knew in her heart that I was the person who would always be there for her, who would never leave her side, no matter what challenges we face together.

"I know that you're hurting Wanda. I know that it feels like the whole world turned against you. Alone, misunderstood, unwanted. But you are not alone. You are special. You don't have to hide behind your pain and push me away. You don't have to suffer in silence. Let me in Wanda. Let me see the real you." I said.

"Why do you care so much Travis? I don't deserve it." Replied Wanda Maximoff.

"Because you are beautiful and your my wife, and I'm taking about you being beautiful in the inside to. You deserve to be seen Wanda. Don't give up on yourself. Keep fighting, keep pushing forward. And I promise you, the world will see you. You keep living in your own bubble filled with sorrow and don't let people in... Let me in Wanda... I want to see you... I want the world to see you as I do." I said.

Wanda Maximoff's tearful eyes met with mine, and at that moment it felt like I was reaching her soul. Wanda Maximoff's heart swelled with emotion, as if it was bursting at the seams of a flood of feelings that had been held back for far too long. Wanda Maximoff was finally letting her guard down, letting me in.

"I don't know if any of this will make sense to you, but I just feel like you need to hear this... A flower that blooms in adversity is the most rare and beautiful of all. They can give each other hope when there is none to be found, they can help others up when there is no surface to stand upon... I said.

"What's the point Travis?" Replied Wanda Maximoff.

"Basically what it comes down to is hope. Hope can be found even the darkest of times. It's our responsibility to be that flower. To be a beacon of hope. Perhaps this is the meaning of life. To be the light in the darkness to everyone around you, with that, you will find your own light." I said.

"How can I be a beacon of hope? When most of my life is just comeple darkness? How can I be a beacon of hope? If I don't have any hope left? It's literally written in stone, I am a prophesied being destined to destroy the world. That sounds like the complete opposite of hope. It's like my entire life was meant for suffering. So... so that I can be some sort of vessel to bring the end of all things. Apparently I already did destroy the universe once and then rewrote all of reality, but I can't remember doing it... Why me? Why does all these things have to be happening to me?" Replied Wanda Maximoff.

"What I see in front of me is not a prophesied being. I don't see a hero or villain either. I just see a good heart, broken in spirit. I also see a broken soul... Trying to find her way back, but she keeps falling down. You were never alone, Wanda. It doesn't matter what you've done, or what your destined to do. We will change your destiny together as a team. Whatever it takes." I said.

"Even if my destiny is changed. What will be left afterwards Travis?" Replied Wanda Maximoff.

"Darkness always passes, it has to. A new day will always come... And when the sun shines, it will shine brighter than ever. All you need to do is open up, let me in, and let the world see you for who you truly are, then you will never be alone in the world again. After that, you just need to keep going, and help others find their own paths in life. It's not about how hard and how many times you get knocked down, it's about how hard you can get hit and still stand up and keep moving forward." I said.

I then stood up from the steps and wanted to walk back inside, satisfied that I accomplished what I set out to do. I then put my hand on the door handle.

"Wait Travis." Replied Wanda Maximoff.

I then spun around to face Wanda Maximoff, but was met with a sight that took me by surprise. Wanda Maximoff, slowly made her way towards me with eyes brimming with unshed tears.

Wanda Maximoff then wrapped her arms around my neck and waist in a tight ferocious french kiss. I just stood there, stunned and bewildered, not knowing what to do next. But then, something clicked inside of me, and I wrapped my hands around her auburn ponytail and butt cheeks as well.

As Wanda Maximoff and I continued to french kiss the hell out of each other, tears started to well up in both of our eyes. It felt like we have been waiting for this moment for ages, and now it was finally here, and we were never going to let go as the french kissing got deeper and deeper. Wanda Maximoff, who had been carrying a heavy burden for so long, finally found solace in my arms and french kissing. And I, who had been searching for something, found it in Wanda Maximoff's embrace and french kissing as well.

Wanda Maximoff and I continued to french kiss each other for what seemed like a eternity, and our bodies fused together in a powerful, unbreakable bond as I kept my hands around her auburn ponytail and butt cheeks and Wanda kept her hands around my neck and butt cheeks as well.

"Thank you for what you said to me Travis... And you kissing me means more to me than you know." Said Wanda Maximoff before she started to french kiss the hell out of me once again.

Wanda Maximoff and I was two halves of a whole, two sides of the same coin. Two opposite poles of a magnet that had been searching for each other for a very long time. And now they had finally collided. Wanda Maximoff and I knew that we were meant to stick together till the end of time. As our french kissing grew deeper and deeper with every moment that passed.