Ira carefully stood up from the bed, gripping Pietro's hand tightly as she found her balance. Laying in a hospital bed for three days had taken its toll, and Ira was a little weak on her feet. She allowed Pietro to place a steadying hand on her shoulder as he guided her to the door.

When she stepped out into the hallway, she gently brushed his hand off her shoulder, and made small steps movements towards Wanda's room, which happened to be right next to hers. She reached the door, and gave three small raps on the wood. Hearing a 'Come in', from her friend, Ira pushed open the door and stepped inside.

Inside, she found Wanda laying against a pillow in the hospital bed, her brown hair fanning around her head in a halo. Vision was perched on the edge of the bed, and he stared at them with an emotion Ira couldn't quite detect as they walked into the room. A smile broke across Wanda's face at the sight of them.

As far as Ira could tell, her friend was mostly alright. Her arm lay in a cast next to her, and she remembered Pietro mentioning that it was broken. A few minor cuts and scrapes decorated her face, but she still remained happy.

"Hey," she greeted, and waved them towards the chairs placed next to her bed. Ira and Pietro sat down in the chairs, and Ira could help but notice the frosty stare that Pietro sent Vision's way that the android paid no attention to. "Vis and I were just talking," Wanda told them, bringing Ira back to focus.

With Pietro still glaring at Vision, Ira turned to Wanda. 'Vis?' She mouthed, and the brunette blushed. A small smirk crept across Ira's face, which she quickly hid as Pietro turned back around.

"How are you?" Ira asked Wanda.

"I'm pretty good," she replied. "How about you?"

"Well I broke a rib..." Ira laughed, and Wanda's eyes widened.

"You did?" She asked, and the blonde nodded.

"Yeah. But I'm okay now," she assured her. Ira noticed that throughout the conversation, Vision had sat silently. "Do either of you remember anything about the battle?" She asked in an effort to include him.

"I remember most of it," Wanda said. "I remember dodging the missiles, and fighting the soldiers. But then it goes blank," she said, shrugging. "Oh wait!" She exclaimed. "I remember seeing a missile hitting the ground, and being blown backwards."

"Vision?" Ira asked, turning towards him. "What about you?" He seemed at first taken aback at being asked to talk, but quickly regained his composure.

"I recall events similar to Wanda," he told them. "We fought Lenerick and his soldiers, but then another missile exploded and most of us were injured. When I opened my eyes, blue energy—your energy," he said, looking at Ira, "Was surrounding us. It destroyed the ship, and after we found you unconscious on the ground."

Ira listened intently to what he was saying, in an effort to find out more about what had happened to her. So far, the stories seemed to align in that everyone was struck by the missile, and Ira used her energy to destroy everything, then fell unconscious.

As she was thinking, a knock sounded at the door, and Dr. Cho entered. She smiled warmly at all of them as she walked in, then looked over at Wanda. "Good new, Miss Maximoff," she announced. "You are cleared to go. As are you," She said, turning to Ira. "Just remember to be careful of your arm," she warned.

"Thank you," Ira told her sincerely, and Helen nodded and smiled, before leaving.

Wanda excitedly pulled off the covers, and let her feet dangle off the edge of the bed. She stood up, and Vision quickly shot out a hand to steady her as she wobbled slightly. "I'm okay," she told him, and took a few steps around the room to prove it. "Wait, what are we going to wear?" Wanda asked, gesturing to both her and Ira, still in their hospital gowns.

"Right," Ira realized. "All our clothes were in the compound when it was destroyed."

"Oh," Pietro remembered, and quickly sped out of the room. He was back in the blink of  an eye, holding two bags. He placed them on the floor, before explaining. "Natasha came by while you both were sleeping and dropped these off in Ira's room. Apparently, she and Steve went to buy new clothes."

Ira looked inside the first bag, and handed it to Wanda, knowing it was hers by the red jacket that was placed proudly at the top of the pile. She then took the second bag, looking through it, before standing up. "I'm gonna change in my room," she told them, and left.

She walked to her room, and stepped inside, closing the door behind her. She then emptied the bag and its contents onto the bed, and looked at the clothes Natasha had chosen. A light blue romper and a pair of white sneakers stared back at her, and she quickly slipped them on.

Before she left he room, she noticed another bag tucked under one of the chairs. Inside it, she found the clothes she had been wearing during the battle. She searched through them, until her fingers felt he smooth metal of her necklace. She smiled fondly as she brought it out of the bag, staring at the intricate details before clasping it around her neck.

The blonde left the room, and walked back to the other room. She opened the door, and found Wanda, Vision, and Pietro sitting in the chairs and on the bed talking amongst themselves. Wanda turned when she saw her, and her eyes took in the clothes. "You look beautiful," she told her, and Ira smiled.

"So do you," She said, and Wanda laughed.

"What can I say? Nat has good taste." Wanda wore a red jacket over a simple black shirt, and a pair of slitted leggings.

"Yes I do," Natasha agreed from behind them. Ira turned to find her leaning against the door, smirking. True to form, she had quietly slipped into the room so no one had noticed, and now pushed off the door towards them. She wrapped her arms around Ira in a quick embrace; a silent 'thank you' for helping end the battle. Nat pulled away, and stood at the door.

"You guys should grab your bags," she told them. "We're going home."
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A/N:

I know this chapter was bad, and I'm sorry.