Vision felt more content then he could ever recall feeling as he reclined there with Wanda leaning against him sleeping soundly as he held her.
His fingers gently moved over her; stroking her fingers, her palms, the backs of her hands, her arms. It was almost a balm to his soul to be with her in this way. To touch her freely, as freely as he'd allow himself anyway.
Her words repeated themselves over and over in his head.
"I love you. I'm in love with you. I love you Vision. I love you Vis."
It was almost unbelievable. This incredible, powerful, ethereal creature loved him. He found humans beautiful and graceful in their bumbling ways; however she had always been more to him. It was almost as though caring for her was threaded into his programming. He remembered clearly the day they'd fought Ultron with the others.
She was such a mass of contradictions. Delicate yet strong, fearful yet fierce. He remembered his gaze drifting to her for a moment in the heat of battle to protect the core from Ultron's forces. He'd watched in awe as she had ripped one of Ultron's robots in half and threw the pieces at two others destroying them as well with merely the flexing of her hands and arms. She had been glorious in her righteous fury, wreathed in her scarlet power that was so akin to his own.
When the mass of land began to fall, though he'd been tracking the last of Ultron's army, he'd sensed her still in the city. Wanda's aura had felt strange to him then but it was still her and he knew that though her power was great, she did not have the ability to fly from the city nor survive it's destruction. If she remained on the doomed mass of earth, she would die.
There was no conscience decision to save her that Vision could recall. He was diving through the wreckage of Sokovia before he'd really taken the time to think it through. He focused his power using it to guide him to her and found her trapped in a wrecked bus, with Ultron's main body prone and broken beyond repair at her feet. There was clear anxiety written on her face but calm resignation in her eyes and he felt something warm flare within him in response as he approached the pretty human girl he'd met for the first time just moments after his birth. He quickly lifted her into his arms and flew her from the doomed city mere moments before it shattered and landed on the helicarrier. He gently sat her down on the deck near Steve who was speaking softly with Clint before leaving to fulfill his mission to destroy Ultron.
His brow furrowed as he stroked her fingers and noticed the silver ring that he'd delivered to her in Wakanda that had been a gift from her brother. He ran a fingertip over the slim band and remembered the first time he felt he'd truly started to know Wanda.
He landed lightly on the helicarrier and was greeted by a rather bedraggled looking Tony Stark flanked by Rhodey and Steve.
"Where the hell have you been?" The Iron Man asked.
"I have destroyed the last of Ultron's army. There is no trace of him left on the earth." He explained.
"Thank God." Stark breathed sitting down heavily on a nearby crate. "Mission successful. Now I want a strong drink and a warm bed."
"I think we all do." Rhodey agreed. "Who is this guy though? I've never seen him before."
"This is The Vision." Steve replied. "He was created by Helen Cho's regeneration cradle from vibranium based on Ultron's design with Jarvis's programming and the mind stone from Loki's staff."
"What the hell?" Rhodey muttered his body tensing up.
"He's an Android made by Cho, Banner, Thor and I. Science with a dash of magic. Isn't he amazing!?" Tony Stark said with a smile.
"Yeah… amazing." Rhodey said studying the Android warily before he turned back to Tony. "He isn't going to go psycho and try to kill us all like the last one you made right?"
"Not with Jarvis as his blueprint. He's been nothing but helpful since the day he was born." Steve assured him.
"Except for when he threw Thor into my ceiling." Tony countered.
"Not helping." Steve snapped. "Besides I'm sure he was just confused. I basically did the same thing when I woke up after being frozen for more than half a century."
"Where is Wanda Maximoff?" Vision asked. "I brought her here from the city but I do not see her."
"She's below deck." Steve replied.
The Captain was about to say something else but Vision was already moving. Phasing down to the deck below and glancing around searching for her. He finally spotted her in one of the far corners of the deck and levitated towards her. However he stopped when he finally looked closer at her.
Wanda was hunched over the form of her brother whom he could sense was deceased. Her head was bowed forward, their foreheads brushing and one of her hands was fisted in the blood soaked fabric of his shirt while the other was wrapped around the still fingers of her twin. Tears slid down her face as she sobbed and cried out in her native Sokovian.
"Pietro. Pietro! I'm so sorry! Please come back to me. I need you! You promised you'd never leave me alone!" She shifted further forward her hair tumbling over her shoulders and spilling over her brother's prone form. "Take me with you, brother. Please. Pietro! Big brother. PIETRO!"
Her agony was tangible, searing across Vision's psyche like live electricity. He couldn't leave her like this. Not when she was in such obvious anguish. He lowered to the floor and was about to take a step towards her when something black pressed to his chest. He turned and found himself looking at an absolutely exhausted Clint Barton who's arm holding his bow was outstretched holding the android back.
"Don't." The archer said softly. "Leave her alone."
"She is in pain. We must help her." Vision said.
"I know. Believe me, I know, but there's nothing we can do for her right now. All we can do, is watch over her from a distance" Clint said his sharp eyes filled with an emotion that Vision had not seen before but it seemed soft and caring. Vision nodded trusting the other man's judgment.
The sight of her grieving over her brother's body was an image he had never once forgotten.
Wanda shifted against him turning in his embrace and wrapped her good arm around his own laying her head on his bicep a soft sigh leaving her lips. Her red tinged power reached out to him but was gentle and warm instead of the hot violent snapping energy it normally was when she was sleeping. Curious he sent his own power towards hers and they immediately entwined.
He sighed at the pleasant sensation and held her close humming one of his favorite jazz melodies as she continued to sleep, their powers slipping and sliding over one another.
Several hours later, Wanda awoke and he very much enjoyed watching her rise from the first calm sleep he could recall her having during the time that he'd known her. Her dark eyes flickered open and she smiled up at him.
"Vis." She murmured sleepily.
"Wanda." He replied stroking her hair lightly. "Good morning. How are you feeling, my love?"
Her eyes widened for a moment before a lovely dusting of pink colored her cheeks and she beamed at him.
"I think that's the best night of sleep I've had in years." She said with a smile. "Thank you for staying with me Vision. I think I need my medicine again now unfortunately."
"You are in pain?" He asked quickly phasing through her allowing her to gently fall back against the pillows.
Wanda nodded wincing a little as she shifted. "As you might imagine, recovering from being shot twice isn't exactly the most comfortable experience in the world."
Vision grabbed the medicine she needed and handed the correct dosage to her along with a glass of water.
"Thank you." She said before downing the medications.
Vision reached out and pulled her from the bed gently and into the circle of his arms laying his head on hers. She wrapped her arm around his waist and nuzzled into his chest a content sigh leaving her lips. He basked in the warmth of her presence, in the blissful sensation of her smaller form against his own.
After a few minutes she pulled back and looked up at him. "Vision, Sam will be arriving soon to check on me and then Steve and Nat are coming to help move me. I don't think they'd be terribly thrilled to see you here. You should go."
His heart dropped. No. He finally had her back! He now knew that he loved her and she loved him. How could he leave now with such heavy knowledge on their shoulders? Before they had a chance to begin working through their feelings together?
"Wanda," He whispered grasping her hand tightly. "Don't make me leave. Please. I want more time with you."
"I don't want you to leave." Wanda said stroking the back of his hand. "I want more time too which is exactly why you need to leave so that we can have more time in the future. Go home, be an Avenger and make good on your promise to make the changes needed for me to go home with you. I need to stay here with people who will protect me until then. You know this."
Vision's quick mind immediately agreed with her even though his heart was screaming in protest. Due to their situation they would always be meeting on borrowed time. Until The Accords were changed or abolished there was no other way.
"Alright Wanda. I will go." He said softly.
Wanda offered him a sad smile and worried her bottom lip between her teeth for a moment before she lifted on her toes and pressed her lips to his cheek. Warmth unlike anything Vision had ever felt before enveloped him at the sensation. It was over far too soon when she pulled away.
"I love you Vis. I'll contact you again when I'm safe and free to meet." She promised him.
"I love you Wanda." He said brushing her hair behind her ears. "I will see you later."
Wanda nodded and watched as he donned his disguise. She opened the door and gifted him with one last hug with her good arm locked around his neck before she shooed him out the door.
Vision found this new sensation strange. This new love he felt for her made leaving the hardest thing he'd ever done yet he still felt and incredible sense of warmth and reassurance that he would see her again, likely even sooner than they'd been meeting up since the fall out between Tony Stark and Steve Rogers.
He phased into his room at Stark Tower and logged onto his computer. He found his knowledge of human romantic relationships sorely lacking and was desperate for information to help him navigate this new change in his and Wanda's relationship.
"You're finally back. I take it you didn't find any leads on Scarlet Witch." Tony said as he walked into the room startling Vision.
He was beginning to understand Wanda's exasperation when he would simply phase through her walls at random times.
He glanced at his creator who waved a dismissing hand. "I activated the anti-everything that isn't mine and controlled by me program when FRIDAY told me your computer was active. So what's the scoop? How is she?"
"Recovering from two gunshot wounds. She is tired and sore but otherwise healthy." Vision replied.
"Good. That's very good." Tony said before glancing at Vision's screen. "Since when have you been interested in things like that?"
Vision glanced at his screen that was currently accessing a site associated with a series of books about people's 'love languages' and how to express love in different ways accordingly.
"I was merely curious about the variations in human relationships." He replied.
"You're seriously a terrible liar." Tony said with a roll of his eyes.
Vision chose to ignore the comment altogether. He wasn't ready to discuss with his creator the new direction his relationship with Wanda had taken. Instead he decided to ask him about that strange phrase she had used when she'd invited him into her bed to hold her while she slept.
"What does the phrase 'jump your bones' mean?" He asked.
Tony's eyes widened and then he paled a little before he cleared his throat. "Umm… it basically means someone is making an aggressive advance towards you sexually. Where did you hear that?"
"Television." Vision lied.
"Right…" Tony drawled. "Fine, have your little secrets. There are some things I probably don't want to know about your private life anyway."
Vision nodded and turned his attention back to the site he'd been reading and considered his options. It seemed customary for couples to offer gifts to one another particularly those who were unable to meet often. He immediately began a search for something that Wanda would appreciate.
WxVxWxV
Wanda glanced at the time on her phone screen anxiously tapping her foot as she waited just outside a shopping center in Milan.
It had been two weeks since she'd last seen Vision and he'd clearly done a lot of thinking in that time. When she told him that it was safe to meet, he'd insisted on meeting in a public place in his disguise as well as do some shopping in the city that was so famous for its fashion and flair.
She was honestly a bit excited to do something more 'normal' with him. After all, she was in love with a superhero who was also an Android that was technically on the opposite side of the law as her. Normal was a rare and precious luxury in her life.
Wanda checked her reflection in the window of the shop she was standing in front of and smoothed her long hair nervously. She would have liked to put it up, but Natasha had warned her that it would make her easier to identify via camera. Her clothing was nice but not attention grabbing. A pair of light wash jeans paired with a white button down blouse and a black ribbon tied at the neck completing her outfit. She'd never felt self conscious about her appearance in front of Vision before this. Then again love did change people. Content with her appearance, she pulled out her phone again. It was time, he should be here. Where was he?
"Have you been waiting here long?" A familiar voice asked as a long slim shadow suddenly appeared over her.
She glanced up and beamed at the sight of Vision in his human disguise standing before her dressed in a pair of dark pants and an icy blue collared shirt. Her heart picked up its pace as she stepped forward and lifted on her toes, wrapping her arms around his neck.
"Not too long." She told him as his arms wrapped around her waist. "I came a little early." She wasn't about to tell him that she'd been giddy like a school girl and was just too excited to wait until the appointment time to come to the meeting place.
"I would have come sooner had I known." Vision said holding her just a little tighter.
She chuckled at his obvious concern and stepped back as he released her laying his hands on her shoulders instead.
"You look better." He remarked. "How are you feeling?"
"Just like new." Wanda replied with a smile. "I'm back to doing physical training I'm doing so well."
"That is good. Shall we?" He said motioning to the line of shops.
Wanda nodded and started down the street together. She was pleasantly surprised when his hand reached out and clasped hers lacing their fingers together.
"Vis?" She said glancing up at him.
"This is how a couple in love generally shows their affection and commitment towards each other in public, is it not?" Vision said looking down at her.
Wanda blushed and nodded squeezing his fingers lightly. "Yes, yes it is."
It was amazing. Vision was attentive and kind as they wandered the city listening when she talked and offering tidbits of information from his massive stores of knowledge when it was appropriate. There were no time constraints, no looming sense of danger lurking over her shoulder. They were both whole and well. It was like they were just a normal young couple in love.
Dark clouds suddenly gathered overhead and Wanda found herself being dragged through the torrential downpour towards a nearby church. Vision pulled her hastily inside and she slipped on the wet tile floor crashing into his chest.
"Oops!" She gasped. "That wasn't graceful at all." She muttered grasping onto the front of his shirt as she straightened.
Vision reached down and grasped her elbows making sure she was steady as he peered down and leaned towards her. "Are you alright? I'm sorry I didn't pay better attention to the weather, there was only supposed to me a twenty percent chance of-"
"Shut up, Vis. It wasn't your fault. You don't control the weather." She said glancing up at him.
Her breath caught in her throat as she realized just how close his face was to hers. Heat slithered through her veins and she licked her lips instinctively as she looked at his perfect mouth. She wanted to kiss him. She wanted to kiss him so bad. All of her romantic knowledge was screaming at her that it was the man's job to initiate such an action. However her brain was quickly justifying that away. Yes Vision was a man, but he was also a less than two year old Android with a very limited understanding of human feelings and emotions. Surely in this situation it would be alright for her to take the lead since there was no way that sweet, innocent, naive Vision would be able to-
Her mind was immediately rendered completely useless as Vision leaned forward and pressed his lips to hers. Wanda's eyes immediately drifted shut as she focused all of her efforts on savoring and memorizing the way it felt to finally kiss Vision.
His lips were a little harder than those of a humans and a touch cooler both due to the fact that his tissue was made of vibranium, yet Wanda found that she liked it because they were his lips that were pressed against hers. She could taste him, just a little and the flavor reminded her of when she would chew on her necklaces from time to time, a nervous habit born in her Hydra days when she'd chew in her ID tags to ground her while her powers went wild; metallic but not bad by any means.
All too soon it was over and he pulled away. Her eyes fluttered open and he was looking down at her with a mixture of awe and apprehension on his face.
"I know it was sudden but I couldn't stop myself." Vision said quickly. "You just looked so beautiful with the rain dripping from your lashes." he stopped and took a breath. "Did you enjoy it?"
Cute! He was so freaking cute. Looking so flustered and worried about her first as always. She wanted to kiss his foolish mouth. In fact that was exactly what she was going to do. What better way was there to show him how much she'd enjoyed it?
Wanda reached up and cupped the back of his neck gently. "Yes. I enjoyed it very much." She stretched up on her toes. "I'll prove it to you." She whispered her lips brushing his before she pressed them together again.
It was just as good the second time. It was even better when he wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her closer, his lips pressing more firmly against hers. It wasn't the platonic peck on the lips her father, mother and Pietro had bestowed on her from time to time. It wasn't the sloppy wet kisses drunkards had forced on her before she fought to get them off of her as a teen. This was sweet with just a tiny lick of heat. Absolutely perfect, just like him. They broke away after a few moments and Wanda beamed at him. He smiled back and gently cupped her cheek.
"I love you." Vision said his voice filled with a tenderness that those who did not know him likely would have missed, but she didn't.
"I love you too." Wanda said brushing her fingers through his damp hair as the rain continued to pour outside.
"My network is informing me that the rain is likely to continue for an hour." Vision said closing his eyes and leaning ever so slightly into her touch.
"I suppose it would be best to wait it out in here." Wanda said moving further into the church. She spotted a row of padded benches and motioned to them. "I doubt anyone will mind. It was unlocked after all."
Vision's eyes scanned the room. "I'm not picking up any electric devices except for our own. It should be safe."
Wanda blinked at him. "Since when can you do that?" She asked.
"It has always been an ability of mine. I seem to have an affinity for sensing and connecting with electronic devices." He explained leading her to a bench.
"That explains why you always managed to track me down so quickly after I sent you messages." Wanda mused as she sat down.
Vision merely cocked his brow and sat next to her wrapping his arm around her shoulder. Wanda settled against him and then began to look around at the place of worship. It's old gothic style architecture and stone walls reminded her of another church and another Android. A much colder, crueler one.
Ultron was such a strange creature. Sometimes he was so calm, collected and composed; speaking eloquently like a modern day Shakespeare and other times he was a writhing mass of rage spouting off nonsense about how saving the world and destroying it were somehow the same. His behavior was bizzare to say the least and his words and actions towards her… they had always been confusing. He'd been so cruel and demanding towards others yet almost gentle towards her. She'd respected him then came to loathe him.
"What are you thinking about?" Vision asked, perhaps sensing a chaotic mix of feelings from her.
Wanda could always lie and tell him 'nothing' or mention some other obscure event, but she didn't even really consider it. This was Vision. She trusted him, now that she knew that his betrayal of her had not been premeditated. Additionally, Ultron was the one who linked them together. Without the psychotic AI, Vision would never have been born. Besides, she was quiet anxious to talk about Ultron to the one person besides herself who had ever had an honest glimpse at what he had really thought and felt.
"Ultron." She answered softly.
Vision's grip on her shoulder tightened just a little. "What about him?"
Wanda sighed and leaned her head on Vision's shoulder taking his free hand in hers and linking their fingers together.
"I have such mixed feelings about him. Even now." She said. "He destroyed my homeland, yet led me to the Avengers. He murdered my beloved brother, yet created my precious lover." Wanda squeezed his fingers lightly. "I looked in his mind and saw death, pain, and destruction as well as fear and a desperate longing for something more." Her brow furrowed. "He was so… violent and unhinged. Full of rage and yet towards me he was so gentle. It confused me then and still confuses me now. Especially when I think about what happened when I found him after…" she closed her eyes and took a deep breath through the pain her brother's passing always brought on. "Just before I killed him."
Vision looked down at her and frowned. "What did he say to you?"
"He looked at me and called me by name before saying 'if you stay here, you'll die.'" She explained. "His tone was so sincere. Like he was genuinely worried I would die, yet I was human, one of these creatures he wanted dead. I don't understand it. I probably never will."
Vision sighed and shifted her more closely to his side. "Ultron was a unique creature." He said. "He hated humanity yet he desperately wanted to be a part of it. He was full of pain and fear. It led him to ruin."
Wanda nodded and then looked away. "Pietro and I were nothing but pawns to him. I was so stupid."
"You were not a pawn in Ultron's mind." Vision said softly.
Wanda glanced up at him confused by the mix of anger, frustration and sadness she felt radiating from him. It was strange for her to be able to feel them like this. He normally had excellent control over his emotions.
"What is it darling?" She asked softly squeezing his hand.
His eyes widened at the term of endearment and he nuzzled the top of her head gently before he sighed, a habit she thought he'd picked up from Steve and Clint, before he spoke again.
"Ultron had no desire to kill you or your brother. You two were what he wanted the rest of the human race to be. Powerful, evolved beings." He shifted uncomfortably and Wanda released his hand to touch his face.
"What is it Vis?" She asked again.
"Ultron had… strong feelings towards you Wanda. He saw you as the perfect woman. A shining example of what he wanted the rest of the world to be. One of the reason's he was so desperate to create this body was so that it would be easier for you to stand by his side. To become one with him." Vision said his voice distressed.
"I see." Wanda said softly nodding once, her suspicions confirmed. "Why does telling me that bother you?" She asked. "Ultron is dead and gone."
"I don't like it. The thought of him becoming one with you. Of being in a form that could feel your skin and your mind." Vision said his lips turned down into a frown. "I don't like that he created me with those intentions. I feel as though I'm fulfilling one of his wishes by being with you in this way."
"Oh darling." Wanda said softly. "I love you. Even if Ultron had managed to take this body of yours I would never have loved him. Your mind is so clean and bright. Your soul is so warm and gentle. Those are the parts of you that I fell in love with. Your body, while lovely, was not a factor when I developed feelings for you."
Vision looked down at her, his expression soft and vulnerable before he lifted his hand and trailed his fingertips lightly along her jaw.
"Wanda, may I kiss you?" He asked softly.
Wanda beamed at him her heart swelling with his thoughtfulness. "Of course. You don't need to ask."
Vision nodded before he leaned down and kissed her softly for the third time.
WxVxWxV
When the rain finally stopped, the pair stepped out into the street again. Wanda stretched and glanced at her phone.
"It's getting close to dinner time. We can go to my apartment so I can eat and then we can watch a movie." She suggested.
Vision caught her hand and squeezed it gently. "May I suggest and alternative?" He asked.
Wanda cocked a brow and nodded.
"It occurred to me during our time apart, that meeting up at your place of residence is a potential risk. My presence could attract unwanted attention." Wanda nodded, he had a great point as always. "I thought that perhaps it would be a safer alternative to meet in a more public place where we could still have privacy." He looked nervous and she wasn't sure why. She squeezed his hand and nodded for him to continue. "I reserved a room in a hotel not far from here. I thought it would be a safer place to spend our time. Only if you're comfortable with that of course."
Wanda smiled. It was a great idea. At a hotel they would be able to have their time without fear that Steve or one of the others might discover their secret meetings either.
"It's a wonderful idea Vis. I should have thought of it myself." Wanda said.
He smiled at her and began to lead her down the street to a large building. She immediately spotted a dark dome near the entrance that indicated a security camera and ducked her head, instinctively shielding her face with her hair.
"There's no need for that." Vision whispered putting his arm around her shoulders. "I linked up with their cameras before I met with you earlier. Any image captured of you will be erased before it even has a chance to transfer." He assured her.
Wanda glanced up at him and then shook her head. "I tend to forget how useful you are to have around." She admitted as he guided her inside the lobby.
The man at the desk waved to Vision who returned the gesture and let her to an elevator pushing the button to call it. They stepped inside and Wanda wrapped her arms around Vision's waist wanting to be close to him, but also unable to shake off the anxiety that they would be caught by the cameras. His chest was the perfect place to hide her face.
"I'm sorry my love." He whispered into her hair as his arms came around her. "This isn't right. You should never have to hide your face, hide who you are."
She lifted her face to meet his gaze and was surprised at the pain in his blue orbs. She was so thankful that his disguise could not hide his emotions from her.
Wanda lifted a hand to cup his face gently tracing the line of of it, her mind conjuring up his true appearance in her mind's eye. "Neither should you, my darling."
He blinked a few times before he seemed to grasp the true meaning of what she had said and leaned down to kiss her cheek.
"One day, love." He whispered.
She nodded and let him lead her out to the hallway. Hand in hand they walked down the hall to the last door and Vision opened it with the swipe of a card. The pair walked inside and he closed the door behind them.
Wanda stared in awe at the rented space. It was far more spacious than she'd anticipated with a small kitchenette and a seating room with a large TV. The room was decorated in tones of gold and green giving it a warm almost romantic feeling.
"I suppose I should have asked you to bring a set of sleeping clothes and a change of clothes." Vision said as he walked to a door and opened it revealing a massive king sized bed. "I didn't think about that particular detail when I arranged this."
Wanda smiled at his concerned face and strode over to him. She stretched up on her toes and pressed her lips to his cheek.
"It's perfect. I don't mind." She assured him. "I don't even want to sleep tonight. I just want to be with you." Her fingers gripped his. "Take this disguise off. As much as I enjoyed today. I want to see the man I fell in love with."
He blinked a couple of times before he complied his body shifting to its natural state though he kept the clothes intact.
"Vis." She breathed her fingertips exploring his facial features before she lifted on her toes and kissed him.
He didn't seem to be expecting her affectionate gesture and he gasped, his mouth opening just a little. Wanda took the opportunity to deepen the kiss opening her own mouth just enough to mold them over his bottom lip.
Vision reacted a little hesitantly cupping the back of her head and holding her to him adjusting his mouth to hold her top lip between his own. When they broke apart, his beautiful eyes were sparking with just a little heat, a little hunger that perhaps he didn't himself understand.
"Wanda." He whispered taking her hand in his, pressing it to his cheek. "I feel so much when I'm with you, when I touch you. I can't quantify it."
"It's alright." She assured him. "We'll figure it out together. There's no need to rush."
He nodded and studied her face. His gaze drifted to her lips and he lowered his head again. Wanda closed her eyes in anticipation her heart thundering in her chest when suddenly, her stomach growled loud and long in the quiet room.
She immediately ducked her head and blushed in embarrassment. Vision chuckled; a low velvety sound that was exceptionally rare and impossibly beautiful.
"I will procure food and clothes for you." He said leaning down to press a gentle kiss to her temple. "Stay here where it's safe."
Wanda cocked a brow at that remembering another time he'd asked her to stay inside. His expression immediately became etched with worry, guilt flashing in his eyes and he placed his hands gently on her shoulders.
"This isn't like back at the compound." He said quickly, clearly on her same train of thought. "I assure you that if you want to leave I-"
Wanda pressed her index finger to his lips gently. "I know. It's fine. I won't leave. I'll go try that very inviting looking shower and wait for you to return."
Vision's expression immediately cleared and he smiled at her brushing his fingers through her hair. "Yes of course. Enjoy yourself."
Wanda brushed her lips over his cheek. "Hurry back." She whispered in his ear.
"I will." He promised her.
Wanda smiled and walked into the bathroom waiting until she heard the click of the door before slipping out of her clothes. She walked into the large glass and tile room and turned on the waterfall style shower head and let the warm water pour over her. Her lips turned up into a smile as she soaped her lithe form mindful of the three fresh scars that were still a little tender to the touch and heat on her shoulder, back, and above her hip bone.
Never would she have imagined that she would ever be this happy. After Pietro died she felt as though she was living in a fog. Her powers were nearly impossible to control without her brother's comforting quick mind to help her quiet the voices that sometimes crowded her head. It was difficult to control her empath and mind reading abilities and the fear most of her teammates felt towards her was stifling. Everything was tinged by grief and she was either silent or sharp towards her new teammates encouraging them to give her the space they all so desperately wanted.
She'd immediately found that such such tactics did not work on Vision. He simply didn't understand human social cues or edicate and therefore continued to bombarded her with questions and invade her private space. He was so innocent and pure that it felt like kicking a puppy when she snapped at him, so she reluctantly allowed him into her space, into her life. After all, he was the only one that had never felt even a flicker of fear towards her and her abilities.
Wanda had never imagined that she'd fall in love with the creation of the creature that had killed her precious brother. The idea of Vision falling in love with her had never even crossed her mind. The pureness of his feelings and gentleness with which he treated her was the most amazing thing she'd ever felt. An ache was building within her to become one with him. Not just in body which was something she wasn't even sure he was capable of, not that such a thing mattered much to her, but in mind as well. Two minds in love intertwined…. She was positive nothing would feel better.
Wanda glanced at the clock on the marble counter and was surprised with how long she'd spent in the shower. Vision would be back any minute now and though she loved the man, the idea of him seeing her naked… it made her quite nervous. After all, when he'd seen her naked before, neither of them felt anything like they did now. She wasn't ready to deal with any overwhelming emotions that such a thing might bring about in either of them.
Wanda shut off the water and toweled off quickly. Thankfully the room Vision had rented came with complimentary robes and she slipped into a fuzzy white one just as a knock sounded at the bathroom door.
"Wanda?" He called out.
She smiled and opened the door noting immediately that he looked a little flustered as he looked at her.
"Are you alright?" She asked him taking the bundle of cloth he held in front of him.
"Yes. I will go prepare a plate for you." He said quickly striding away.
Wanda cocked a brow and then changed into the pajamas he had brought impressed with what he'd chosen.
A pair of black satin sleeping shorts and a tee shirt with his face printed on it. A pair of black underwear and matching sports bra were also included. Once dressed, she plaited her hair into a braid over her shoulder and walked into the main room.
The smell of garlic and soy sauce hit her nose and she smiled.
"Chinese? I'm surprised you managed to find a place here." She commented watching as he spooned a portion of mushroom chicken and orange chicken over a bed of ham fried rice.
"There was a small chain restaurant just down the street. I recalled you liking these dishes when we ate there once before." Vision said pulling out a chair for her to sit at the small table near the kitchenette.
"Thank you." She said sitting down allowing him to adjust her chair. "Your memory and thoughtfulness always amazes me."
Vision smiled at her and brushed his fingers lightly across her exposed collar bone sparking a shimmer of heat that moved through her and throbbed hard between her thighs. This Android...
"It is my pleasure to look after you." He said softly.
Wanda nodded and began to eat motioning for him to sit across from her.
"Tell me about your days." She said. "How is life in Stark Tower?"
"Interesting." Vision replied. "Mr Stark is doing his best to earn back the affection of Ms Potts." He explained.
Wanda rolled her eyes. "Let me guess, she caught him working on his latest Iron Man suit?"
Vision nodded. "She is worried for his safety."
Wanda nodded. "It must be hard for her to watch him dive headfirst into danger over and over again especially since she can't do anything to help him. It's hard enough when you are able to fight alongside your loved one."
"I do not understand. Iron Man is part of who Tony Stark is. Why would she want to take that away from him?" Vision asked his head tilting a little in contemplation.
Wanda shrugged. "Love is a complicated, powerful feeling. In some ways it's terrifying. Perhaps in the beginning she found his recklessness and confidence fun and exhilarating but now her fear of losing him has overridden that part of her that enjoyed those feelings."
"So her feelings for him have changed?" Vision asked.
"Perhaps. Feelings are constantly changing. I think she probably loves him deeper than ever and therefore cannot bring herself to enable his life
threatening behavior or watch him die." Wanda said softly.
"Your feelings for me, will they change?" Vision asked.
"Yes." Wanda replied reaching for his hands. "I feared you when we first met, and now," She met his brilliant blue gaze with her own. "I'm completely in love with you."
His expression warmed and he stroked the backs of her hands with his thumbs before releasing them encouraging her to eat.
When her meal was over, Wanda stood up and walked to Vision laying her hands on his chest looking up at his ethereal face, her gaze drawn to the glowing gem in his forehead.
Vision's hands lifted to her face and he moved closer to her their bodies only inches apart.
"Wanda," he breathed before he leaned forward and kissed her gently sipping at her bottom lip. It made her shiver and sigh as she leaned against him. He made her feel safe and so treasured. He broke away and looked down at her.
"Wanda!" He said more urgently pressing his lips to hers with more pressure than he had before.
His hands threaded back into her hair before sliding down her neck and around her waist pulling her flush against his body.
Wanda responded to his increased attentions locking her arms around his slender neck and pressing back against him.
They kissed for several minutes, Vision becoming more confident and bolder as their lips began to move together with more ease.
Vision's slim hands slipped across her back and between her shoulder blades. His lips left hers and moved to her ear.
"I've never tasted anything before, yet I want to taste you." He whispered his voice just a touch rougher than usual.
Oh God! This innocent little Android was going to be the death of her! All she could manage was a breathy "Yes." through the intense blast of heat that seared her bones and throbbed at her center hard.
His lips touched her neck and she felt a strange sensation as though she'd been licked by a cat. His mouth moved to her cheek and she felt the same sensation. Then he pressed his mouth to hers and Vision ran his rough tongue along her bottom lip. The sensation was odd but stimulating at the same time and she became lost in the feeling until she felt her knees hit the back of the couch. She hadn't even realized that they'd moved.
The impact surprised her so much that she lost her balance and the pair of them tumbled to the couch. They broke apart gasping for air with him literally hovering over her against the cushions.
"Wanda I-"
"Don't you dare apologize." She cut him off. "We were both enjoying ourselves and just got a little carried away. It happens."
Vision nodded and helped her right herself on the couch before settling next to her. Wanda turned to face him and felt that same longing, to feel their minds brush and intertwine. Hesitantly she lifted her hand towards his forehead.
"Vision?" She said her eyes searching his as a tiny tendril of her scarlet power drifted towards him, stopping just on the edge of his golden aura.
His smile was warm and accepting as he nodded his head towards her, pushing his own aura out to twine with hers.
"You don't need to ask." His mind whispered against hers.
"Yet I always will." Wanda replied basking in the sensation of his calm, pure, deep mind against her own. "The days where I simply went into the minds of those around me and took, are over"
"Indeed they are and I am proud of you for it." Vision said his golden aura slipping into her own.
She sighed at the sensation and pushed a little deeper into him as he pushed a little deeper into her. She knew he could see and feel the pleasure and contentment she felt when he kissed her just as she could see the joy and slight lust he'd felt during the same moments. There was a strong thread of confusion within him at the last feeling and she eased herself along it.
"You desire to be one with me. Physically." She explained gently. "It is a very primal, instinctive, human desire. That is why you are struggling to quantify it." She felt him gently probing at her consciousness for more information and she gently shut him out of that part of her mind. "Not now." She said pulling him with her towards the core of her mind that was drenched in her love for him. "I told you once before that I don't want to rush this. When the time is right just remember to listen to your body more than your mind. When we're both ready I'm sure there will be no confusion at all."
She felt his warm acceptance and let herself go further drifting along the warm bright channels of his consciousness. Basking in the purity, and richness of his mind. It was heavenly to be with him in this way. The noise in her head quieted, her powers were sated and controlled. Perhaps it was due to the fact that the source of her power was bound to the mind she was merged with. Frankly she didn't care. It was part of Vision.
As she drifted, a memory that was filled with fear and pain suddenly brushed her and she immediately grasped for it. In the past, she would have wanted it to amplify those negative feelings but here and now she wanted to soothe and understand.
"Leave it be Wanda." Vision said sweeping it away from her. "It was fleeting."
"Vis, please..." She breathed pushing her love, devotion and desire for his happiness towards him.
"I assure you that if it persists, I will come to you." He said wrapping his energy around her in a way that felt like a hug.
"Alright Vision." She agreed.
"I love you Wanda." Vision said his words accented by a powerful burst of the emotion that swirled and eddied around them.
"I love you Vision." She returned.
They sat together, their minds drifting and entwined for a long time.
WxVxWxV
Vision felt it when she fell asleep, their minds still merged and he gently pulled himself from her consciousness. His eyes opened and found Wanda's head in his lap, her red hair splayed across his thighs.
A smiled touched his lips as he brushed the silky strands from her face. She was so exquisitely beautiful. No matter what any of the other men said, Wanda was, to him, the perfect woman.
Very carefully, he phased through her and the couch and levitated around so that he was standing before it. He then stooped down and lifted Wanda's sleeping form in his arms and carried her to bed hovering just a little in an effort to not disturb her rest and laid her gently in the bed.
He thought about returning to the other room to allow her to sleep in peace but when her hand gripped the fabric of his shirt, he found himself unable to pull away and settled next to her.
As he watched her sleep, he lifted a hand to touch the gem in the middle of his forehead. It had been acting… strange lately. Pulsing sporadically, which affected his powers and… whispering to him. Warning him. Telling him to run, to hide, that danger was near. The moments were few and fleeting but the unease and fear always lingered for hours afterward.
Vision had considered asking Wanda about the strange incidents, however their time together was so short. He didn't want to taint it with his fears.
Wanda sighed and turned in her sleep curling up against his hip like a cat and he smiled reaching down to gently smooth her hair. She was so precious. He knew deep in his heart that their relationship was doomed. Their lives were dangerous and it was only a matter of time before death claimed one or both of them, however that made him all the more eager to have as much time with her as possible so that even when he was reduced to oblivion he would have his memories of her to carry with him.
Hours later Wanda stirred against him and opened her eyes. They were so beautiful; he'd always thought so. One of her sweet smiles touched her lips and she did something she hadn't before. She reached up and trailed her fingers along his jaw as her body slid up his and pressed their mouths together, her fingers sliding over his chest and up to lock around his neck. His eyes drifted closed, his mouth immediately moved to capture her soft bottom lip between his own,his tongue darting out to swipe against the plump flesh.
He hadn't lied when he told her that he'd never tasted or eaten anything before. Vision knew what various foods looked and smelled like but he had no desire to taste them. Words such as salty, sweet, savory, bitter and spicy were difficult for him to quantify initially because of that. Wanda had done her best to explain and even share the sensation of taste through her memories with their minds linked, however even then the idea of tasting anything didn't cross his mind.
Wanda herself however became the exception. He'd been nearly overwhelmed with the desire to know what her skin tasted like. Perhaps part of that was born from his very limited knowledge of human mating rituals. He'd stumbled upon such images from time to time and noticed couples engaged in physical acts of intimacy often used their mouths and tongues to taste one another, he thought that it was likely linked to physical pleasure.
When he kissed Wanda, he felt like he'd finally understood. He wanted to feel every part of her with every part of him and that included his tongue.
Wanda's taste was something he could not quantify. It was natural due to the fact that he had nothing to compare it to. However he very much liked it and loved the way she reacted when he tasted her. She likely wasn't aware of it, and he wasn't about to tell her, but he could sense her arousal when his tongue touched her skin without even trying. It was his theory that the sensation of him tasting her pleased her so much that she broadcasted the feelings without any conscious intent.
When he felt Wanda's tongue tentatively touch his own he was nearly certain that part of him malfunctioned. An electric jolt seared through his body to the base of spine and throbbed harder than he'd ever felt before. Her tongue had a different taste and texture compared to the rest of her. It was wet, warm, and soft. He immediately closed his lips around the slick muscle to feel more of it, his curious mind desperate to learn more of her. Wanda let out a sound that seemed to be a cross between a gasp and a kitten cry and her fingers flexed against the nape of his neck as though she was trying to bring him closer to her. The arousal she'd been radiating suddenly spiked ten fold and she pressed herself more fully against him. His hands slid down to her slim hips and helped to steady her as she straddled his waist, her tongue curling against his own. Her hips rolled against his and he was struck with the intense desire to thrust his hips against hers, somehow certain it would help alleviate the heat and pressure building there.
Vision suddenly felt overwhelmed by the myriad of thoughts and sensations he was bombarded with. A soft muffled sound of distress escaped his throat and Wanda immediately stilled and pulled back looking down at him with concern and affection in her eyes.
"Vis?" She said cupping his face her voice breathless. "Are you alright?"
"There was too much information." He said weakly a sense of shame creeping over him, his eyes lowering.
Wanda's eyes suddenly brightened with understanding and she rolled off of him. Before he could mourn the loss of her warmth and apologize so that she would return to him, she pulled him into her arms encouraging him to lay his head high on her chest, his nose tucked into the hollow above her collar bone.
"It's alright darling." She crooned softly as she stroked over his head and down his neck. "Just relax and let yourself calm."
Vision settled against her, one arm phasing through her to wrap around her the small of her back while the other laid gently across her middle. He shifted to lay on his side against her, tucking her legs between his own.
"I am sorry." He whispered nosing into the space where her neck and shoulder met.
"There's no need for you to apologize." Wanda assured him shifting to press a kiss to his forehead. "We both got carried away. It's no one's fault." She laid her hand against his face and touched her cheek to the top of his head. "I love you Vision. We'll work through this together, alright?"
Vision nodded and held her close. He reached his golden aura towards her and her scarlet light responded swirling gently. He couldn't remember ever feeling this way. Wanda was tending to him, comforting him, protecting him. The sensation was wonderful. He could sense just how much she cared for him through her aura and his grip on her tightened. Though it was silly, he felt safe in her embrace. Cherished, protected. This woman would never hurt him.
"Wanda." He murmured softly luxuriating in her intoxicating aura.
"Vis." She sighed sliding her hands gently over his shoulders.
They stayed like that for a while, each basking in the warmth of the other. Wanda told him a little about her companions and after telling him a story about Steve's disastrous attempt at learning modern dancing, Vision thought the time might be right to deliver Tony Stark's message.
"Wanda, I wish to tell you something but I know it will likely anger you." He said sitting up in bed against the headboard and shifting her until their positions were reversed. "Will you listen to what I have to say?"
Wanda arched a brow at that but slowly nodded. "I trust you." She said simply.
Vision nodded and stroked his hand over her hair. "Mr Stark is terribly sorry about what happened to you and wishes that there was a way for him to make amends for the pain you've suffered due to his incompetence." Wanda sucked in a sharp breath, fear and anger replacing the waves of contentment and joy she'd been broadcasting and he quickly continued. "He does not expect your forgiveness, though I know he desires it. He asked me to pass along his message because he fears he may never get the chance to apologize to you himself."
Wanda moved to sit up and put distance between them but he held her close refusing to let her leave.
"Let me go, Vision. If you're just here to deliver messages for your master, then leave." She said softly her voice void of all emotion.
Her words were cruel but he could sense the intense pain radiating from her. He wasn't going to let her slip away. She was simply reacting to her horrible past experiences. Attempting to protect herself from further harm.
"That isn't true Wanda. I love you. I know you know the depth of my feelings for you." He said brushing his lips across her temple. "I don't want your negative feelings for him to hold you back. I know you miss it; the comradery we once shared."
"Tony Stark is the reason it's gone." She snarled pushing at his chest. "Let me go, Vision!"
"Wanda." He whispered pushing a wave of his love and devotion towards her. "I don't expect you to forgive him I merely thought that you deserved to know what he wished to convey to you."
"How can you stand to be around him knowing what he did to me?" Wanda asked softly her eyes glassy with unshed tears.
Vision reached out and touched her face turning it towards him. "He is human. One who is more arrogant and intelligent than most but still human, just like you."
He gently kissed her and though she did not respond she did not reject him either. Determined to bring back the shimmering sensation of her joy, he gently stroked his slim fingers down her neck and along her collar bones as his lips continued to knead hers. He slid his hands to her back and pressed his fingers along the line of her spine and felt her slowly relax against his body. After long minutes she finally responded to him, her lips moving with his, her hands lifting to cup his face. They kissed for a few more seconds before he pulled away.
"Please don't think that anything I do with you is related to Mr Stark. I'm here because I love you." He told her drawing his thumbs along her cheekbones as he held her face in his hands.
Wanda slowly nodded and Vision stroked her face once more before phasing through the blankets. He hovered across the room to the small bag he'd brought to keep up His appearance as an average traveler as well as to keep the items he'd brought along including his gift for her which he intended to give her just before he left. After checking to make sure it was still there he pulled out a small portable chess set and carried it to the table. He glanced up at Wanda who grinned at him and stood up from the bed.
"You know you're going to annihilate me." She said as she crossed the room and sat down cross legged in the padded chair as he set up the board. "Even when I was at the top of my game because we were playing daily as part of our training, I never once won against you. I haven't played since…" her eyes suddenly saddened and she looked away.
Vision remembered that day. The day everything had gone so horribly wrong. When she found out that she was being confined to the Avenger's Compound on Mr. Starks orders with him acting as her guard.
Vision followed the thread of sadness he could sense coming from his housemate up to the roof. Wanda was sitting with her knees tucked to her chest, her arms wrapped around her legs on one of the watchtowers her gaze focused on the emerging stars. He landed quietly next to her but she didn't turn to him.
"Is this considered 'off the premises' warden?" She said the thread of sadness becoming hotter as her irritation with him bleed through. "Should I return to my cell?"
Vision shifted uncomfortably before he knelt next to her. "You are not a prisoner." He told her.
Wanda snorted and rolled her eyes. "It sure feels like it. It's just like when I was with Hydra. 'You are free to go anywhere you want… as long as we approve it. You do remember that you belong to us, right?'" She hung her head and shook it. "I never thought I'd be trading Strucker for Stark as my master."
Vision frowned. "Mr Stark is not your master."
"Oh yeah? Then why does he have the power to decide that I can't leave the compound?" She demanded sharply staring him down with dark eyes.
Vision had no answer to that and didn't reply. Wanda sighed and got to her feet heading for the roof entrance.
"I'm going back to my room." She said opening the door.
Vision levitated in front of her. "I brewed a new tea." He said quickly blocking her exit. "It smells very nice. Would you taste it for me?"
Wanda huffed and pushed past him. "I'm not falling for that trick." She grumbled making her way down the stairs to the main level. "You can't bribe me into not being pissed off that you're my Stark appointed jailer."
"Wanda, please." Vision said reaching out to touch her shoulder.
He was so confused and his chest ached. Seeing her so withdrawn and hostile reminded him of the days following the fall of Sokovia. Those times were bleak and lonely for her and he had no desire to see his normally vibrant if sometimes bristly friend in such a depressed state. He wanted to cheer her up, help her feel appreciated and cared for after the disaster that was his attempt at dinner. She hadn't eaten anything insisting her appetite was gone after their confrontation in the kitchen and had promptly vanished up to the roof. Vision knew she needed to eat and drink.
The tea he'd brewed was an fruity blend of apple and pears that he'd noticed her fingering with interest the last time they'd gone shopping and had bought later when she'd refused to, insistent that her beverage of choice wasn't a necessity the way everyone else's coffee was. He was hoping to tempt her into drinking and then eating.
Wanda sighed and reluctantly changed directions heading towards the kitchen instead of her bedroom. Feeling a little more hopeful, Vision quickly gilded ahead of her to pour her a steaming mug of the tea he'd made. Then he pulled a tray from the oven and put the grilled ham and cheese sandwich on a plate and offered it to the dejected looking young woman in front of him.
Wanda cocked a brow clearly recognizing his somewhat sly attempt to get her to eat and sighed dumping a couple of spoonfuls of sugar into her tea and stirring it slowly with her powers as she inspected the food he'd offered. After a moment she took a bite and her eyes lit up just a little.
"Who taught you how to make this?" She asked.
Vision breathed a sigh of relief and sat down next to her at the bar.
"Sam and Rhodey did." Vision said. "That week you were sick two months ago. Everyone worked together to make you meals that would help you feel better. I was frustrated because I could not contribute. Sam seemed to notice and both he and Rhodey taught me one afternoon. The lesson didn't go smoothly by any means but it was a decent introduction into cooking."
"I see." Wanda said a dusting of pink coloring her cheeks. "Thank you. This is pretty good."
Vision offered her a small smile and leaned into her brushing his arm against hers as she ate and drank.
"This tea is delicious. Brewing tea is something you've always been good at." Wanda said sliding her thumbs along the ceramic.
Vision nodded and once she finished her meal, he poured her another cup of tea. She reached for the red mug but he pulled it away and dumped two spoonfuls of sugar into the steaming liquid before leading her to the living room where a chess board was already set up.
"Really?" She asked cocking a brow. "You're holding my tea hostage so that I'll play a game with you?" A smile was playing at her lips which helped him feel a little more relaxed.
"It is part of our training and we have yet to play today. I quite enjoy playing against you." Vision said as he took his customary seat on the white side of the board while she sat at on the black side.
Wanda chuckled and rolled her eyes. "That's because you win every time." She said watching as he advanced his first pawn. "It's hard to win against a super computer whose settings are always set to 'expert'." She teased advancing her own.
"I have mentioned this before, but white generally has an advantage when it comes to this game. Perhaps switching colors would benefit you." He suggested moving another pawn.
Wanda took a sip of her tea and then shook her head. "No thanks. Black suits me and white suits you. It would feel weird otherwise."
"How so?" He pressed.
"You are righteous, innocent, and pure in nearly every way." She told him moving her own piece. "White as snow. Me? I volunteered to be the plaything of a mad man, murdered and stole. Then I nearly ended the world. I'm as black as they come."
Vision glanced up at her and covered the thin fingers reaching for a black pawn with his hand.
"You believe yourself to be impure? Dark in mind and soul?" He asked.
Wanda cocked a brow and nodded. "I killed people just the other day Vision. I am dark."
"You are not." He said adamantly.
Wanda offered him a sad smile. "Thanks Vis. Now let's pick up the pace. I want to practice my guitar before bed."
Vision's demeanor perked up at that. "May I observe?"
It was one of his favorite activities to watch and listen to her play. Watching how her brow furrowed in concentration, her fingers stroking gently over the strings to make lovely melodies that she sometimes sang along to. It was fascinating and she nearly always radiated contentment which made it extremely relaxing for him.
"Maybe if you promise to brew me some more of this tea tomorrow." Wanda said with a shy smile.
"Absolutely." Vision agreed at once.
He'd never managed to keep up his end of their bargain. Clint had arrived late that night and their world had completely shattered.
"I'll bring that tea next time." He said covering Wanda's hand with his. "I owe you."
Her dark eyes lightened a little and she nodded. "Alright Vis. Let's get started."
They played several rounds and as Wanda had predicted, he won every time. When she surrendered part way through their fourth match they switched activities choosing a documentary to watch and talking through most of it. Wanda once again fell asleep in his arms and he slipped away from her to make some adjustments to her gift. All too soon, their time was over and it was time for Vision to return the US.
"This is a little weird." Wanda remarked as she walked him to the train station. "Me seeing you off like this."
Vision nodded and patted the pocket of his trousers ensuring his gift for her was intact. He paused on the platform and took her hand.
"Wanda, I have something for you." He said trying his best to contain his nerves.
"Alright." She replied easily.
Vision pulled her with him to a secluded corner of the platform making sure to block her from sight as best he could with his taller body. A quick pulse of his power knocked out the nearest security camera and Wanda cocked a brow it him. He slipped his free hand into his pocket and pulled out a slim grey box. Wanda's lips lifted into a smile as she took it from his hands and examined it for a moment before she opened it.
Laying inside was a golden locket with a scarlet face on a fine gold chain. Wanda's eyes widened as she studied it.
"Vis." She breathed her dark eyes sparkling. "It's beautiful."
Vision smiled at her and then nodded. "I had it custom made for you. Open it." He urged her anxious to see her reaction. "There's a small button on the side."
Wanda nodded opened the piece of jewelry with a press of her finger. Her eyes widened at what she saw. On both halves of the locket was a tiny screen. Displayed on one half was an image of Pietro grinning, dressed in the clothes he'd worn the day Vision was born. On the opposite side was an image of herself and Pietro as children with their parents.
"How?" Wanda asked her eyes filling with tears.
"I collected the first image from Stark Tower's surveillance system. The second I found in some Sokovian archives." He explained quickly. "There's more, tap the screens." He said softly.
The tapped the image of Pietro and the image shifted to one of Vision dressed in his combat suit. She tapped the opposite screen and a photo of the two of them together with Vision in his human disguise taken the day before appeared on the screen. Wanda lifted her head and pressed her lips to his briefly before he pulled away again.
"There's more." He whispered.
She tapped through the images, her gaze tender yet focused. Clint, Steve, Natasha, Sam, Rhodey, Thor, Scott, T'Challa, Nick, Bucky, Bruce, Maria, and finally a group picture of all of the Avengers involved in the Sokovia Incident including Tony in front of the Avenger's compound took up both screens.
"Vis…" Wanda whimpered tears slipping from her eyes.
A massive wave of gratitude, love, appreciation and just a touch of sadness rolled over him from her.
"I wanted you to have your family back, at least in some form." He said wiping the tears from her face. "A reminder that you have people that love and care about you always."
Wanda closed the locket and the box quickly before she flung her arms around his neck holding him close as she wept. "Thank you Vis. I love you. I love you so much." She said pressing her face to his shoulder.
Vision wrapped his arms around her waist and pressed a kiss to her temple before he dropped his mouth to her ear. "You're welcome my love." He whispered. "I love you too Wanda."
After a moment, they parted and he took the box from her fingers. "May I put this around your neck?" He asked.
Wanda nodded and turned around presenting him her back and lifting her hair. Vision had practiced with the clasp repeatedly in preparation for the moment and was confident as he took the pendant from the box and gently draped it over Wanda's slim neck. He clasped it with ease and then turned her around smiling at the sight of her wearing his gift.
"Beautiful." He said softly admiring the flash of the yellow gold and vivid red against her creamy skin.
Wanda blushed and fingered the locket before she reached up and cupped his face. "I wish I had a gift for you." She said.
"Your love and time is the most precious gift I have ever received. I need nothing else." He assured her.
Wanda smiled and then lifted on her toes and wrapped her arms around his neck. Their mouths met and moved together in perfect sync. Her fingers slid into his hair clenching around the fine strands. One of his hands pressed into the small of her back bringing her flush against him, the other carded through her red waves adjusting the angle of the kiss to taste her more fully.
Just as he was about to slip his tongue along her full bottom lip, the train whistled signaling it's readiness to board passengers. Vision reluctantly tore his mouth from Wanda's and looked down at her face, flushed with heat, her dark eyes nearly glowing. He didn't want to leave her.
"You need to go." She reminded him gently.
Vision nodded even as he hugged her again. "I do not want this." He said knowing the words were childish even as he said them anyway.
"Neither do I my darling." Wanda said wrapping her arms around his waist. "But we will see each other again. I'll let you know when I have some free time again."
Vision cupped the back of her head gently and leaned down to kiss the top of her head. Each time he had to leave her was harder. He was going to look into getting The Accords abolished as soon as he arrived at Stark Tower. These fleeting moments with Wanda were nowhere near enough for him.
"Final boarding call." A voice announced over a set of loudspeakers.
Wanda lifted her head from where it rested against his chest and lifted up on her toes pressing her mouth against his. When she pulled away he knew he had to leave and stepped away from her lightly stroking her face with his fingers.
"See you later darling." Wanda said mirroring his action with her fingertips against his face.
"See you later my love." He replied softly before he turned and walked briskly to the train slipping on just before the door closed.
He glanced out the window and locked eyes with Wanda who waved at him her eyes full of longing. He lifted his own hand and was positive that same heartache was mirrored in his own eyes.
Author's Note: Thank you for all the support. If there are any formatting or flow issues let me know. Please enjoy!
