Wanda lifted the button and flicked it with her pointer finger. It spun on it's side before clattering back to the table.

There was a hardness in her voice when she spoke, her eyes locked on the small piece of plastic. "And why would they return them?" The question was tense, as if it took ever ounce of her control not to turn and scream at Peggy. Her powers are gone and there was no way of knowing if they'd come back.

She didn't know anything.