First Encounters [Multi-Fandom]

Wanda & Liam

"Well sorry for saving lives," Stark sniffs, "but it's kind of our job."

"No, it's our job. Beacon Hills is our terri-"

"Okay. Alright!" Stiles jumps between the two. "Lyds, you go over there and Stark, you over there," he gestures in opposite directions. "While I agree with Lydia about this place being ours to protect, the Avengers did end up helping a lot so lets not fight with our new friends." Natasha, Clint and Pietro are the only three who look amused- even more so when Lydia and Tony huff and march to different corners of the room.

"I'm all for pizza, but if we're getting pizza I want beer," Clint pipes up. "And I'm pretty sure the pup of your Pack can't buy beer just yet."

Wanda rolls her eyes at them all, crossing her arms over her chest as she walks towards the wall of windows that overlooks the city. The sky is dark and the moon nearly full, and she stares up wondering just what exactly it is that's keeping her here. She barely listens as Derek volunteers to go get the food and drinks, Tony then volunteering to tag along and pay since he's pretty sure Steve, Thor and all the wolves can eat tons.

Clint's in the middle of getting the lowdown on who's what- Scott the alpha werewolf while Derek and Liam are betas, Lydia a banshee, Stiles the Pack Emissary which is pretty much a modernized Witch Doctor who's also fluent in supernatural politics, and Kira a-

"A kitsune," Thor breathes in awe. He's looking at Kira as if just noticing her for the first time, and the girl in question gulps and fidgets. "Still young, are you not? You should be able to shield your fox from eyes such as mine."

Wanda tunes the group out again, hopping up on the metal table and continuing to watch the night sky.

"What's wrong?"

Wanda startles at Pietro's sudden appearance, she then offering him a small smile. "Nothing, brother."

"You are a terrible liar, little sister."

"And you are oblivious to the females surrounding you," she tells him in their native tongue. Having guessed that werewolves have keen hearing, she didn't want them hearing what she's telling her brother in hopes of not embarrassing him. "The redhead has been eyeing you since you've saved numerous of people during battle. Go. Go mingle."

Smugly grinning, Pietro replies, "Oh, I know, but the Emissary has already warned me off. The banshee will look, but she's quite happy with her deputy of a soulmate."

"You're an idiot," she chuckles, switching back to English. "Now go. I need to think on why I'm being kept here."

Pietro nods and reaches to grasp his sister's hand within his own, he giving her a comforting squeeze before leaving to go join the others once more. She has only a few moments of peace as the others converse and laugh among one another, the redhead Lydia finally making her way towards her. "Hey, you look like you could use this."

Glancing down, Wanda sees that Lydia is offering her a bottled water. "Thank you." She reaches for the drink, her fingers brushing Lydia's which results in images flashing before her eyes.

Wanda and Lydia are on a beach, laughing at the others in the distance.

The McCall Pack and the Avengers are having a back yard bar-b-cue.

Wanda is fighting alongside the McCall Pack.

The McCall Pack is fighting alongside the Avengers.

The yellow-eyed beta is smiling adoringly- adoringly?!- at Wanda and leans in to ki-

She pulls away from Lydia with a small gasp, eyes wide only to see Lydia staring back in shock as well. "What.. was that?" the redhead murmurs. "I saw- did you see-"