This last chapter just covers the aftermath. Sorry to disappoint with a lack of exciting climax, but I don't do detailed fight scenes well, so let's say that the bad guys won the day, Wanda was somehow able to neutralise Agatha like she did in canon (although I already wrote in 'Payback' that the Hex was already down, so I dunno how that would work). Also, while Vision disappeared with the Hex, the twins did not. IDK why; I just want to keep them alive. Maybe because they're part Wanda, who's real, unlike Hex!Vision, who isn't? Lastly, Hayward did turn on Wanda as expected, but was beaten easily with Raven jumping in and helping kick some S.W.O.R.D. agent ass.

On the other hand, I'm also switching things up this chapter with a POV change! Here's Wanda's take on things!

DISCLAIMER: I don't own 'X-Men' or 'WandaVision', or any of their characters.

WORD COUNT: 1,305

After it's all over, with Agatha neutralised and the FBI leading Hayward away in cuffs, Wanda finally gets a chance to get some answers from the painfully familiar not-Pietro. After Monica walks away, Wanda wants to bundle up her children and take them away somewhere safe, but she needs to talk to one more person before she goes.

Not-Pietro is standing not too far away, talking with the unfamiliar blue-skinned woman (an alien, perhaps?) who jumped into the fight with S.W.O.R.D., seemingly out of nowhere, and beat up dozens of agents with ease. She seems to be fussing over him worriedly, and Wanda amusedly notes that he's simultaneously fussing over her.

"You spent almost forty-eight hours as some sadistic witch's twisted meat-puppet, while I was just cooling my heels in the attic! And don't think I didn't see you wincing just now, either. When's the last time she let you eat?!"

Wanda's not sure how the woman made a connection between wincing and not having eaten, but she's gone without food enough times in her youth to know how bad hunger-induced headaches can be.

"Uh… Same time she last let you eat?"

"Peter!" She sighs, a sound full of aggravation, and starts dragging him off in the direction of Agatha's house. "Come on, let's get some food into you. Remember the last time you fought on an empty stomach?"

"Ugh, don't remind me."

"Wait!"

Both turn at the sound of the voice calling for them, and it's only then that Wanda realises the person calling was her.

The woman narrows her eyes, and to Wanda's shock, her form ripples, from her head down to her toes, and the short, scarlet hair is replaced by long, blonde locks, the blue scales by pale Caucasian skin, and the blue-and-white leathery outfit (which is just as Avengers-worthy as Peter's) by a retro black leather jacket, jeans, and a T-shirt.

"What do you want?" the woman spits out, keeping a firm grip on Peter's arm, "Don't think I haven't figured out that you're the one who did this to us."

Wanda swallows, the guilt already pooling in her stomach threatening to overflow. She's hurt so many people this past week, and these two are no exception. "I know a simple 'I'm sorry' doesn't even begin to cover what I owe you, what I owe all the people in this town. Nor does a 'Thank you'. You helped me, even when you had every right to leave or even attack me yourselves. Why?"

Peter shrugs. "I owed that witch payback for locking us up and making me act as her puppet. And she was a real bitch about it the entire time, too."

The woman rolls her eyes. "You're too forgiving for your own good, Peter. You know that, right? She made us act as her puppets, too, remember?"

"But she realized it was wrong and stopped it! I mean, you're not still mad at Erik over Cairo, so how is this different?!"

Wanda has no clue who Erik is, or what Cairo has to do with anything, but it's clear that the blonde gets the reference. "Fine. Just don't do it again."

"Wait, so you were stuck in the Hex the whole time?" Darcy asks curiously, "I only saw Fake-Pietro here when he showed up at Wanda's at the end of the eighties episode, and I have no clue who you are."

Peter winces. "I was stuck playing some lazy layabout named Ralph."

Wanda swears she hears Agent Woo muttering "Agnes's husband Ralph?" and suppresses a wince of her own.

"But Agatha showed up almost right after the change happened," the woman continues, "So if we were really stuck in some sort of… sitcom, I didn't get to make any appearances. We were mostly just shut in the attic until that bitch decided to use Peter in her plot. Or Ralph, I guess."

"So, what role were you supposed to play?" Darcy prompts innocently.

The response is accompanied by a heated glare aimed directly at Wanda. "Somehow, your friend here cast me as his mother."

Wanda blinks, taking a few steps back. She could probably take her with her powers, but this angry blonde bears a little too much resemblance to an angry Natasha (another stab of pain lances through her heart at the thought) for her to be certain.

Peter snorts. "You are just a bit closer to my parents' age than you are to mine, Rae. And I did hear that you and Erik had a little-"

"I will snap your neck like a toothpick, Peter!" The blonde – Rae – growls.

Peter raises both hands up, only looking a little unnerved, as though death threats from her are perfectly normal and to be ignored but he's still wary of general violence. "To be honest, I do remember sarcastically calling you 'Mom' right before the world went all black and white on us. Maybe that had something to do with it?"

That last bit is actually directed at Wanda, who shrugs. "I guess? I'll admit, I wasn't fully in control of everything; enough that I could've shut it all down, but not enough to predict what the other people were going to do. I just… At some of the worst points in my life, sitting down and getting lost in something as mundane as a sitcom was my escape. Obviously, this was taking that to the extreme, and I truly am sorry about that…"

"You just wanted an escape from everything," Monica says lowly, and not unsympathetically.

"Exactly. I wasn't even planning on it happening; everything just became too much all at once, and suddenly I was in a house with Vision, and everything was in black and white with a laugh track, but I was… happy. Or at least, I thought I was."

A sudden pressure around her startles her, and she jumps, but doesn't get very far, because Peter's arms are around her, squeezing her in a hug. "I'm sorry," he murmurs, "It sounds like you've been through a lot." He backs away, returning to Rae's side.

The blonde looks conflicted. "I'm still not okay with what happened," she stated bluntly, "But… it's not like my hands are clean, either. I know a thing or two about pain, and how it can drive you to do things that you regret later on."

It's probably the closest thing to forgiveness Wanda can get for the moment. "I understand. Thank you, Rae."

"Raven. Only friends call me Rae." She digs into her jacket pocket, pulling out a palm-sized device. "Well, we need to get going back to our universe. Our friends must be freaking out by now."

"I'm sorry, back to your where?" Darcy blurts out.

Peter grins at her. "Yeah, turns out alternate universes are a thing. Who knew, right?"

Raven loops an arm over Peter's shoulders. "Maybe we can visit again, under better circumstances. But for now, we've got to go."

"Wait, Rae-"

But Peter's protests are cut off when Raven presses a button, and they both vanish with a ripple of air.

The four people remaining stare at the spot where they'd been standing.

"Well," Agent Woo grumbled, "I don't know how I'm gonna write this part of my report."

But Wanda doesn't care about reports. For the moment, she doesn't care about what comes after. All she knows is that, if there are alternate universes out there, there are also alternate Pietros. Peter. He'd felt a bit like her brother because he was her brother, in another world, she knows it.

She doesn't know if that realisation makes her loss better or worse, but for now, as her two children return to her side, she decides to be thankful for what she has now. And maybe a little hopeful that someday, they will meet again.

So, this was a bit longer than all the other chapters, but I just couldn't condense it all. Once again, I have no plans for a sequel, but I do have some plans for two fics set in the same continuity. They're strictly 'X-Men' fics, with no MCU connection, and take place in between the events of XMA and this fic.