AN: Enjoy!

After a few moments of simply watching each other through the bookshelves, as if they were both waiting to be certain that the other one was actually there. Then, Wanda ran around to Vision, grinning, and kissed him.

"I missed you, Vizh."

"I've missed you too" Vision smiled softly.

The Library was mostly deserted at that time of day, and even if it hadn't been, it was large enough that two forbidden lovers could easily spend a little bit of time together without fear of being discovered.

In order to claim that their afternoon had been at least somewhat productive, Vision took a minute or two to locate a book on the history of the Scarlet Witch. Then, he and Wanda sat huddled between the shelves together, holding hands, the Princess's head resting on his shoulder.

"I saw you with Loki earlier.."

"Mmhm. We were discussing how to go about my training. He thinks I should get into some of the theory behind it first" Wanda explained, then paused for a moment. "I saw you with a woman.."

"Lady Sif" Vision nodded. "She's teaching me the sword."

"Right.. Of course.."

Vision looked down at Wanda, slightly confused by the tone of her voice. She couldn't possibly be jealous, could she? No.. Definitely not. Vision didn't have much time to think about this, because as he gazed at the Princess, he noticed something else that concerned him.

"Wanda.."

"Yes?" She yawned as she replied, which only heightened Vision's concern.

"You look tired.."

"Oh.. yeah, that's not surprising. I haven't been sleeping too well since we got here. I think I got too used to sleeping without big stupid Guard feet clomping up and down the hall all night."

And, she thought to herself, she may have gotten too used to Vision holding her as she slept. Too used to using his heartbeat as a lullaby.

Vision looked around, pricked his ears for any hint of sound, but it seemed they were very much alone.

"Try sleeping for a bit now" He told Wanda. "I don't need to be anywhere for a while. I can keep an eye out, wake you later.."

"Are you sure?"

"Of course."

"Lie down with me?" Wanda asked, a faint blush crossing her cheeks.

"Alright." Vision kindly didn't question or comment on her request. Instead, he simply laid down on the library floor.

Wanda laid beside him, her head resting on his chest, a soft sigh escaping her. Between the sound of Vision's hearts, and the feel of his hand gently stroking her hair, the Princess was soon lulled to sleep.

Vision stayed right where he was, still stroking Wanda's hair, her steady breathing bringing him the same sort of comfort that his heartbeats brought her. He gazed down at her, looking so peaceful. This was the closest to content that he had been in days. Although, he couldn't help but feel worried about Wanda's struggles to sleep.

More specifically, the fact that, while Wanda blamed her guards, it was quite clear that, in truth, she just couldn't sleep without Vision. That could be a problem. If Wanda remained sleep deprived, she could have trouble focusing on her next round of training. Mostly, Vision was worried because a lack of sleep probably wasn't good for Wanda's health.

He would have to think of a solution.

Vision remained in the library for perhaps a little longer than he should have, letting Wanda sleep.

Despite his concerns for the Princess, when he eventually did leave the library, a few minutes after Wanda did, he was quite a lot happier than he had been when he first entered, a wide smile crossing his face. He was snapped out of his happy thoughts when he heard Tony and Peter, speaking in raised voices.

"No, absolutely not!"

"Oh, come on Mr. Stark! Please?"

"The answer is no!" said Tony. "Putting a sword in your hand? No, your Aunt would kill me!"

"I'm not going to actually fight" Peter promised, pleading. "I just think I should know some stuff.."

"The answer is still no. I don't have time to keep an eye on you while you're learning.."

"You won't have to, Mr. Stark! I'll be careful.."

Vision, in his current good mood, approached the pair, deciding to give poor Peter a hand.

"Peter has a point, Tony. We have brought him into a war. It would be for the best that he knows how to defend himself.."

"He's a kid!" Tony frowned. "Giving him a weapon.."

"We don't have to give him a weapon while he's learning" said Vision. "Not a real one. He can train with me. Wooden swords only."

"Wooden only.." Tony sighed. "You promise?"

"Of course."

"Well.. Fine then. Go ahead, kid."

"Yes!" Peter punched the air. "Thanks, Vision."

"Don't thank me quite yet" Vision chuckled. "I have to see how Lady Sif feels about taking on another pupil."

Sif did not have a problem, so the next morning, Vision and his very enthusiastic new training partner arrived for their first joint practice session.

Once again, the Valkyrie, looking as though she had been drinking a little too much mead, hurried away from the training area as soon as Vision had arrived. Vision frowned. One day, he would have to track her down and see just what her problem was. Maybe, like so many people throughout his youth, she was simply unsettled by his eyes, but the people of Asgard had seemed remarkably unfazed by Vision's eyes so far. Whatever Valkyrie's problem was,

Unfortunately, Today was not the day he was going to find out, because Lady Sif put he and Peter straight to work.

After a few hours learning techniques, she had the pair spar with their wooden swords. Everything was going very well, until a splinter on Peter's sword snagged on the golden cloak of the outfit Doctor Strange had once given Vision, tearing the material.

"Oh no" Peter gasped. "I'm sorry!"

"It's alright.." Vision removed the cloak, a smile spreading over his face as an idea came to him. "It wasn't even really mine. And the weather is getting warmer. I don't really need a cloak."

A short while later, Vision tracked down Natasha, holding out the torn cloak.

"Can you sneak this into Princess Wanda's room?"

"Well, you got the right person for sneaking.." Natasha took the cloak, "But why are you giving the Princess a ripped cloak?"

"She'll understand" said Vision. "Can you do it?"

"Yeah.. sure."

"Great. Thank you" Vision turned to leave.

"I thought you and her were over" Nat called after him.

"Not while she still needs me" Vision replied.

The Black Widow shook her head. Love was for children.. But damn, those two were kind of adorable.

When Wanda returned to her room that night, prepared for another night of restless sleep, she was surprised to find Vision's cloak sitting at the edge of the bed.

She looked around hopefully for a moment, wondering if he had found a way to sneak past her guards, but there was no sign of him. Slightly disappointed, Wanda picked up the cloak, and a small note fell from between the folds of the material. The note, in handwriting she somehow knew was Vision's, read:

'To help you sleep.'

Wanda lifted the torn cloak to her face, taking a breath. It still smelled like Vision.

The Princess smiled softly. This wasn't quite as good as his heartbeat, but it would do for now.