AN: Enjoy!

Wanda now spent the majority of her weekends with Vision and Viv, but when the weekend of Mother's Day arrived, she decided to let them be on their own. It wasn't something that she and Vision had actually discussed, but Wanda thought that this was probably a time for them to honour Virginia, and she did not want to intrude on that, even if it would make things considerably harder for herself.

Mother's Day was always a tough day for Wanda Maximoff, both due to the tragic circumstances in which she'd lost her own Mother, and the equally tragic loss of the person with whom she had shared a Mother. Before Pietro's death, the two of them would spend Mother's Day together, quietly reflecting or reminiscing. Now, since she couldn't visit her Mother's resting place, an unmarked grave somewhere in Sokovia, she would usually spend the day visiting Pietro's grave instead.

When Mother's Day did arrive, Wanda stayed in bed much later than she usually would, even on a Sunday. She wasn't asleep, she just wasn't ready to face the day just yet. When she finally did get up, she made herself some toast and a cup of tea, cursing when she slightly burned the toast, but still ate it, before getting ready for her trip to to the Cemetery.

She took her time doing so, not really all that eager to get where she was going. Both the walls and floors in Wanda's apartment block were quite thin, so she could hear some distant activity in the building's lobby. Assuming it was people coming to visit loved ones in the building, Wanda was too lost in a small cloud of Mother's Day melancholy to notice that whoever was in the lobby left quite quickly.

Once sh was ready, Wanda sighed deeply, and reluctantly set off.

Though the days were growing warmer, Wanda shivered a little as she entered the cemetery. Wanda had never liked these places, and liked them even less now that her brother was buried in one. It still seemed so wrong to her that her brother, so full of life, was cold in the ground. It probably didn't help, Wanda thought as she walked the path to Pietro's final resting place, that he was buried in a section that saw relatively little maintenance. She hadn't been able to afford anyone better.

Wanda hadn't brought anything with her, no flowers, or a card. What was the point when the person would never see it? She was slightly surprised to find a flower already propped against her twin's headstone, but didn't think much of it, assuming that one of Pietro's girlfriends had stopped by. He had been quite the ladies' man.

"Hello, Pietro" Wanda couldn't help the slight teasing tone that came to her voice as she knelt by her brother's grave. It was instinctive, as it had been when he was alive. "Have you had a prieten special visit?"

Wanda chatted for a bit, about everything, and yet nothing at all. Even after she had stopped chatting, she still remained there for awhile. She never liked leaving her brother. It was just so terribly unfair that he was gone. Wanda felt a lump in her throat, but before sadness could completely overwhelm her, a familiar small blonde blur suddenly barrelled into her chest, perching in her lap.

"Hi, Wanda!"

"Vivian!" Vision quietly scolded his daughter as he approached, "I told you to wait.. I'm sorry, Wanda."

"It's okay, Vizh" Wanda replied, a small smile tugging at her lips. Although the intrusion had been unexpected, Wanda's spirits were immediately lifted by their presence. "Hello, Miss Vivian. What are you up to?"

"We've been visiting Mommy.." said Viv, pointing in the direction from which she and her Father had come.

"She's over there?" Wanda currently felt quite silly for never realising that Virginia was probably buried in the same graveyard as Pietro. There weren't really a lot of other options nearby.

"Uh-huh" Viv nodded. "Does your brother like his flower?"

"What?" Wanda blinked.

"We left your brother a flower" Viv indicated the bloom propped against the headstone.

"I recognised his name as we passed by" Vision explained. "Vivian insisted.. I hope that's okay."

"Of course" Wanda couldn't help but smile, idly running a hand over Viv's hair. "It was very sweet of you.. I'm sure Pietro loves his flower, Fata dulce."

"That's good" Viv grinned. "Wanda, do you wanna come get hot dogs in the park with us?"

"Oh.." Wanda hesitated, "I wouldn't want to intrude on you and your Daddy.."

"You wouldn't be" said Vision quickly. "I was just about to call you when Viv saw you. I was going to call earlier, actually, but I didn't know how you felt about Today, or any traditions you might have, and I didn't want us to intrude.. When we saw you here, it seemed a bit pointless to call when I could just Ask you in person.. Although I did ask Vivian to wait a moment.."

"Sorry" Viv smiled sheepishly.

"It's alright" Wanda chuckled. After all her worries about not intruding on them, it seemed Vision had been concerned about the same thing. She glanced at Pietro's headstone. Anything she'd had in the way of traditions ended here. Last year, the rest of her day had included getting black-out drunk, but maybe she could avoid that this time around. "You know what? Hot dogs sound great. Bring on the Hot Dogs."

"Yay!" Viv cheered, hopping out of Wanda's lap.

Wanda took the hand Vision offered to help her up, brushing herself off before leaning in to give him a quick peck on the lips. Maybe, the rest of today didn't have to be quite so bad.

After a quick detour to drop off Wanda's car back at her apartment, they headed to the park.

Wanda and Viv currently sat under the shade of a large tree, waiting while Vision had gone to fetch their hot dogs from a nearby cart. The line was rather long, so they could be waiting a while, but Wanda didn't mind.

"Wanda.." said Viv, crawling into her lap, "Can I ask you something?"

"Of course, Fata Dulce" Wanda ran her fingers through Viv's golden hair. The simple gesture of affection had become rather instinctive now. "What did you want to ask?"

"Well.. what.. what was it like, having a Mommy?" Viv asked shyly. "I don't 'member mine, and Daddy never had one, so he can't tell me. But you had one, for a little while. What was it like?"

"Oh.." Wanda's heart broke for the little girl who was quickly becoming one of the centres of her universe, and couldn't help pulling her a little bit closer. "Well, a Mommy.. a good Mommy, will always love you no matter what, even if you're naughty. If you make mistakes, they will help you fix them without being too mad. Sometimes they teach you things.. Before My Mommy went to heaven, she started teaching me a few old recipes that my Grandmother taught her. I have a book where I wrote some of them down.."

"Can I see?" Viv asked hopefully. "I like cooking."

"I'll bring it over one day" Wanda smiled softly. "Maybe we can all make something together."

"That would be fun!"

"It would" Wanda nodded, pausing for a few moments. "One more thing I remember.. Mommies give really good hugs. Probably the best hugs ever."

"That sounds nice."

"It was."

Viv was quiet for a minute or two, but crawled closer, snuggling into Wanda's chest.

"Wanda?" She said quietly.

"Yes, Miss Vivian?" She held Viv close, idly stroking her hair.

"You give really good hugs.."

The words immediately tugged at Wanda's heart, and tears, happy tears, prickled at the corners of her eyes, though didn't fall. She held Viv closer, her lion purred and roared all at once, because no-one, no-one, was ever going to hurt this little girl while she was around.

"Thank you, Fata dulce. So do you."