Author's Notes:

This is a WandaVision *WAAV fic (*Wanda/Agatha/Agnes/Vision…Agnes still lives inside Agatha's head, and at times both personas merge and become Aggie...) there is no sex, as a matter of fact this is pretty much G-rated. Is also as far away from cañon as humanly possible.

So I do hope you like this…the usual disclaimers.

Random school night.2800 Sherwood Drive, New Westview, NJ, the Maximoff-Harkness home, living room floor.

The two men were sprawl on the carpeted living room floor. The young boy was wearing blue jeans and a red t-shirt, bare skin, brown hair and eyes, and seem deeply involved in what he was writing. The older man was wearing tan pants and white dress shirt, also fair skinned and clean shaven, with blonde hair and blue eyes. Both could see termed relatively attractive.

The boy was Billy Maximoff-Harkness. The older man was his father, simply known as Vision. His current look was a mere illusion. Vision was actually a synthezoid, an artificial human who was married, believe it or not, to when Wanda Maximoff, and both were married…in spirit, because legally the three of them could not be married. together, Agatha Harkness. Billy was a twin…his brother, Tommy, was next door spending time with a girl he had a crush on.

The two men we're on the floor trying to figure out a math problem. This was the scene that was being played out in households around the country. The difference was the fact that Billy's dad basically was a high-end computer encased in a frame that resembled a human male. And while the average father had trouble trying to figure out math problems, visions problem was that his brain ran so fast, trying to explain the concept to his human son was almost impossible because it would require his brain to slow down to a human's pace.

But Billy with a patient lad. He understood what is it dad was going through, because he was different himself. To the world he was a 12 year old kid, but in actual chronological terms he was only three. That's what happens when your mother is the most powerful witch on the planet (their wife was a microscopically close second) pretty much conjures up her two sons, sons who could pretty much mature at will. It would be almost impossible to understand if you were not a member of this unique family. But what that meant was that both Billy and his dad were trying to do human things while not being standard-issue human.

''It's all right, dad." Billy was sensing his father's frustration. To Vision, 7th grade algebra was rudimentary and primitive. But not to an average 12-year-old, let alone a boy who was chronologically three. Vision knew he had to simplify things so his son could get it. "We'll figure this out. You know, I can finish this for you.* There are kids around the country who would give up their Xboxes for a dad like this.

"Yeah, dad, but I'd know." They were fathers around the country who would give up their Xboxes is for son like that.

And because of that, Vision gently rubbed his hand across Billy's brown hair, then gently kissed his son's forehead. In return, Billy rose up, kissed his dad's , then the two went back to work on algebra.

Quietly watching this father-son scene were Billy's moms, the red-headed Wanda, and the older, dark-haired Agatha. Wanda had her arm around the waist of Agatha, who was lovingly stroking the fur of her pet rabbit, Mr. Scratchy. Wanda took a free hand to wipe the tears that were forming. Then she whispered to her witch -wife in her adorable Sokovian accent: "We sure got lucky, Witchiepoo…"

"We did, didn't we, hot stuff." Agatha responded before turning and softly kissing her wife on the lips, before turning back their attention to their hard-working men.

And skipping through Wanda's mind as she watched the scene was this: with all the things that have happened to her, all the adventures, all the threats, all of the dangers, not to mention all the power she been given, the one thing she had always wanted was to have the family that was taken from her when that missile tore through her home when she was a little girl all those years ago. And now, against all odds, and all probabilities, that family was right in front of her eyes, and standing right next to her.

This was the true destiny of Wanda Maximoff-Harkness. And there was not a force in any universe that was going to take that away from her.

Finis