AN: Enjoy!

When Vision woke the following morning, he was delighted to find Wanda still in his arms. There was no need for her to leave before he woke anymore, and, equally pleasant, no need to hurriedly dress and hide any evidence of their having been intimate. There was nothing forbidden about their relationship anymore, now that they were free of Rumlow and the Hydra.

Vision was a cabin boy no longer, and Wanda was no longer a pirate. They were no different now than any other pair of newlyweds sat the beginning of their lives together, with a baby on the way. He reached down to lay his hand on the tiny bump, smiling softly When Wanda instinctively shifted into his touch. It was true that this child was unplanned, but some of the best moments in life were.

For example, Vision never would have expected that being kidnapped by pirates was going to be the best thing that ever happened to him, but it was, because it had brought him to Wanda. This baby would have to have been conceived on the night they had reconnected, and first made their plan to escape. That was a night he could never, ever forget, and he could never regret what had come from it.

"I don't know much about being a Father.." Vision whispered to the bump. Unnoticed by him, Wanda cracked an eye open, but closed it again "I didn't have a great role model in that regard. I know I don't want to be like him.. Beyond that, I suppose I'll have a lot to learn, so you may have to bare with me for a bit while I figure it all out. But I love your Mother, and I love you. I think that's a good place to start.."

Since he hadn't realised that Wanda was awake, Vision was quite startled when Wanda suddenly kissed him, but he soon relaxed, returning the kiss.

"You know, you would have been a pretty crappy Pirate" She told him.

"What..?" Vision blinked, a little confused at the direction the conversation had taken.

"But" Wanda continued, smiling, "You're going to be a wonderful Father."

"You think so?"

"I do."

"I think you might have tried to be a good pirate.. But your heart is too big" Vision smiled softly, stroking her hair. "Probably not the best trait for a long term career in piracy.. But it will make you an amazing Mother."

"I hope so.." Wanda blushed, "But there are a lot of things I'll have to learn too.."

"We can all learn together."

"We can.. but for now, let's enjoy this very nice bed a little longer.."

Wanda rolled on top of him, kissing him softly, and Vision allowed himself to become lost in her for a while. After months of hiding in the shadows, it felt like a gift to make love by the light of the sun.

There was a lot to be worked out, but that could wait.

They travelled on through a few more towns and villages, making sure they were far enough away from anyone who might want to return Wanda to Prison, before they chose a place to settle down. The last of Wanda's pirate earnings bought them a nice little house on the edge of town. It came fully furnished, and was the perfect size for them, accommodating the newlyweds and their yet to be born child, as well as anymore children they might have in the future.

As Wanda's pregnancy progressed, she began working on making their new home safe and comfortable, almost.. nesting. It had taken her a while to stop constantly looking over her shoulder for signs of danger, but as they grew further away from their life aboard the Hydra, and more settled into their peaceful new one, the more her rough edges softened. The horrors of that world had not broken her, however much they might have tried. Despite all she had been through, Motherhood, or at least preparing for it, came naturally to her.

Vision made a living doing odd jobs around the town, and when he was not, he helped Wanda with her projects around the house. He also, as promised, built a cradle for their baby. He spent weeks on it, wanting it to be perfect, because his child deserved perfect. That, and the fact that at this early stage, this was all he could really do for him or her. When he was, finally, done, Vision noticed that he had enough wood left over, in almost exactly the right measurements, for a full second cradle. So Vision built one, not really understanding why, and he couldn't explain why to Wanda, when she asked him.

He suggested, though feeling strangely reluctant to go through with said suggestion, that maybe they could sell the second cradle to someone in town who needed one. Wanda had paused for a long while, her hands resting on her swollen belly, almost ready to pop by then. Stared at the two perfect little cradles, sitting side by side. Then she smiled, a soft, strangely knowing sort of smile.

"No.. keep them both."

So Vision did.

The nights were spent snuggling in their bed. The house had come with a relatively nice bedframe to begin with, but Vision had used the pay from his first few jobs to buy a new mattress, pillows, and soft bedcovers. After going so long without a bed of her own, he wanted Wanda to have the highest level of comfort possible. He wanted her to have it anyway, but now, in the later stages of her pregnancy, her comfort seemed especially important.

They would both speak to the baby as they snuggled close, wanting it to recognise their voices. On occasion, Wanda would sing, a lullaby her Mother had sung when she was small, and Vision, if it was possible, became even more enchanted by her. Their efforts seemed to be working, as they felt little kicks and other movements from their child in response.

Mostly, it was a quiet, peaceful time, but sometimes Vision worried. The baby was large, sometimes seeming to be moving everywhere at once. Vision had learned all he could, but childbirth was a dangerous business. There were no guarantees.

He tried to put this out of his mind, but it wasn't always easy.

Vision had been out working, repairing a neighbour's broken door, when Wanda's waters broke. He almost slipped in the resulting puddle when he arrived home, and immediately panicked, rushing to their room.

"Wanda..?"

"Hey, Vizh" She was pacing the room, breathing through her contractions when they came. She seemed deceptively calm, but her eyes betrayed her nerves, and her relief that he had made it back in time. "I think we're having a baby today."

"I'll fetch the Doctor.." But before Vision had taken even a single step out the door, Wanda cried out, seizing hold of his hand.

"I don't think there's time, Vizh.." She told him through gritted teeth. "It's just you and me.. is that okay?"

It had been just she and him for a while, and though that was about to change, he still felt they could handle anything, no matter how scary it may have been.

"Of course."

Vision fetched a wet cloth for Wanda's brow, and warm water, and everything else they might have needed. He let Wanda squeeze his hand as hard as she needed to as her contractions grew more intense. Let her scream as much as she needed, wishing he could take some of the pain onto himself. He didn't move until Wanda ordered him to, when she was ready to push. Their child needed someone who loved them to catch them as they entered the world.

"Oh, Wanda" Vision's breath caught, "I can see the head!"

"Y-You can?"

"I can.. just one more big push!"

Wanda pushed, and screamed, until her scream mingled with a newborn's wail. Vision, awestruck, lifted the tiny, dark-haired, squirming thing into his arms, cradling him against his chest, as the most wonderfully bright smile spread over his face.

"It's a boy!"

"A boy?" Wanda smiled weakly.

"Yes.. oh, he's perfect.." Vision cleaned the gunk away from his son's mouth and nose, cut and tied his cord, and was about to place him in Wanda's waiting arms, when she cried out.

"W-Wait.. I need to keep pushing.."

"Oh.." Vision paused, a little confused, instinctively bouncing the infant in his arms. "Well, I did read that the placenta.."

"It's not the placenta."

"But.."

"It's not the placenta!" Wanda yelled, then screamed, and pushed again.

Vision's eyes widened.

"Oh gosh.. another baby.. another baby!" Vision shifted his first born into one arm, ready to catch his second with the other. Another little boy, whimpering, much quieter than his brother, but otherwise, equally healthy.

"I-Is it okay?" Wanda asked nervously.

"He is fine.." Vision grinned, so very proud. "They are both perfect."

He handed the first baby to Wanda, and after cutting the second's cord, handed him over as well, sitting beside his new family. His heart swelled as he watched Wanda immediately fall completely in love with their sons. Both babies cries quieted as they settled in their Mother's arms.

"They're beautiful.." A soft smile spread over Wanda's face, a sparkle in her eyes. "My two little boys.."

Some things were just meant to be.

Vision was a doting Father, right from the start. He bathed and dressed the twins, swaddling them in blankets. He laid them gently in their lovingly built cradles, then helped Wanda get cleaned up, doting on her as well. Changed the sheets, so she would be comfortable.

And when all that was done, they both sat in bed, each holding one of their newborn twins.

Wanda rested her head on Vision's shoulder, exhausted, but blissfully happy.

"Thank you.." She whispered.

"For what?" Vision also kept his voice low, so as not to wake the sleeping babies.

"For not giving up on me, when I tried to push you away.."

"Thank you" Vision replied, "For letting me love you, even when it scared you."

He kissed the top of her head, and they settled down to enjoy their first night as a family.