Wanda's POV

I tore my eyes open, panting as I pulled Vision and I out of my memories.  I leaned against him for support, shaking as my mind cleared and I realized I was with Vision in Avengers Tower.  He steadied himself against the wall, breathing heavily as well, then reached for me hastily, checking to make sure I didn't have bruises or cuts like in my memory. 

"I can't go back,"  I whispered, barely audible.  Vision nodded and I looked up to see tears trickling down his face.  I reached up and gently brushed them away.  "I am okay now.  I am here with you.  I am safe,"  I assured him.  He squeezed his eyes shut and pulled me tightly against his chest. 

"I'm so sorry I left you,"  he said softly.  I pushed myself up on my tip toes so I could kiss his cheek.  He subconsciously leaned towards me and I felt his tears hit my neck.  "I'm sorry,"  he muttered over and over.  I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling myself up on my toes again and hugging him tightly. 

We stayed standing and hugging for a while.  Vision refused to let go of me as he cried and only after his tears had stopped was I able to pull away enough to look up at him.  I could see guilt in his eyes as he looked down at me and I brushed the last few tears off his cheeks, kissing him gently as I stepped back a bit more. 

"Let's go back to bed,"  I suggested.  He nodded and grabbed my hand.  I led him back over to bed and waited for him to lay down first.  I crawled in after him and laid my head on his chest, draping one arm over his chest and tucking the other underneath me.  Vision laced his fingers with mine and ran his other hand through my hair.  I sighed as I laid on him, but didn't close my eyes.  After showing Vision my memories from the Raft, I knew I wouldn't be able to sleep without nightmares. 

"Are you alright?"  Vision asked after a while.  I nodded as best I could from where I was laying on him.  He stopped running his fingers through my hair for a moment then began again.  "You should sleep,"  he said quietly. 

"Perhaps,"  I replied.  He didn't say anything else, contenting himself with simply running his fingers through my hair as we both laid on the bed, neither falling asleep. 

* * *

The next morning, Vision and I finished the Monkey Bread Muffins for breakfast then went up a floor to see Tony before we left.  As soon as we stepped out of the elevator, though, we immediately stepped back inside to hide.  General Ross and a group of easily a dozen men were standing by Tony.  Unfortunately, the sound of the elevator arriving must have drawn their attention because they stopped talking to Tony and moved to check the elevator.  I pounded on the down button, trying to get the doors to shut before they could see us. 

"Whoa!  It's just Pepper!"  Tony said, trying to draw their attention back to him.  It didn't work.  The doors slid shut just as Ross's men raised their guns at us.  I tucked into a corner and Vision stood in front of me, but the doors blocked the bullets. 

As soon as the elevator returned to our floor, Vision grabbed my hand and we ran across the living room.  Tony hadn't put a balcony on any floors other than his, but even if he had, we wouldn't have had the time.  Ross's men had taken the stairs and poured into the living room.  I covered my head, afraid they would shoot at us before we could escape. 

Vision shot a beam from the mind stone, shattering the living room windows and shooting into the air.  My hand was still tightly in his so I was pulled into the sky with him.  Ross's men raced the the window, raising their guns to shoot at us.  Vision turned sharply, my arm nearly popping out of its socket as he did.  I turned as best I could and cast a shield with my hexes to protect us from the bullets.  They bounced off the red and I could hear them shout angrily. 

"Hold on,"  Vision warned, surging upwards and away from the tower.  As soon as we were sure Ross's men could no longer shoot at us, Vision scooped me up in his arms and carried me as he flew.  I wrapped my arm around his neck to stabilize myself but kept a lookout for any sign that Ross could have sent an aircraft or something after us. 

"What about Tony?"  I asked Vision.  We had completely forgotten about Tony in our haste to escape.  Surely they wouldn't let him off the hook now that they knew he was hiding us in his tower.  What would happen to him?  

"He is safe,"  Vision answered.  He paused, almost as if he was listening to something, then continued, "He said he had only recently developed a device to erase short term memory.  General Ross will not remember anything within the past 24 hours, but he will remember discovering the Edinburgh apartment empty." 

"Did he message you?"  I asked.  Often Tony would send Vision messages when he needed to get him information that he couldn't hold in until he next saw Vision. 

"Yes,"  Vision confirmed.  The rest of the flight to Sokovia was silent.  Since we were so high up, Vision acted as a heater to keep me warm.  I had curled as close to him as was safe and he seemed to know exactly where to go, so I let myself fall asleep until we would get there.