AN: Enjoy!

It had been a very long time since Wanda Maximoff had had a place that she could truly call Home. The only one she could really think of had been blown apart when she was just ten years old, an event that had set her on a misguided quest for revenge for most of her life.

Then, just as the Avengers Compound had started to feel like it could become Home, the Avenger's Civil War had happened.. They were all so very ashamed of that now, knowing that it had gone much too far.

The closest Wanda had come to feeling at Home was at the Barton House, with Vision and their sons. Clint and Laura had been so eager to make them feel welcome, and had helped Wanda and Vision so much as they adjusted to being parents. Lila would come to Wanda for 'girl talk', and Nathaniel Pietro was old enough now to enjoy hearing stories about his namesake. During one of Nat's visits, she'd caught Clint telling her that it was nice to have all his 'kids' under the one roof. He'd seemed a little embarrassed when he'd thought Wanda had heard, so she wandered off pretending that she hadn't heard a thing, smiling to herself when she was out of their sight. Clint could never replace her lost Father, and Wanda knew he would never try. However, it was nice to have a 'Dad' figure in her life after spending such a large chunk of it without any positive adult influences.

Unfortunately, living with the Barton's was never a long-term solution. So now, there was the cottage.

The Cottage wasn't really 'Home', Wanda thought, a few days after they had moved in. At least, not quite yet. But it could be.

Wanda was slowly working out where to display their photos. Her few pictures of Pietro. One of her parents. A photo of she and Vision at the Barton Farm, a few new ones of Tommy and Billy, who were starting to smile for the camera now. Vision was becoming quite the artist. All of their favorite paintings of his were proudly displayed on the Cottage walls.. Well, almost all of their favorites. A special, very private portrait of Wanda was triple-wrapped and hidden deep in a closet. They would have to find a more secure place for it once Tommy and Billy were old enough to explore.

Bit by bit, they were making the cottage theirs. It helped, a little, that their friends were constantly dropping by with gifts.. Or sending them.

"I do not recall ordering a new couch and armchairs recently.." Vision's brow furrowed in confusion as an unfamiliar man at the door asked him to sign for a delivery from a furniture store. He turned, calling to Wanda as she fed the twins in the Kitchen. "Wanda, did we order a new couch and armchairs?"

"No.." Wanda had called back, sounding equally confused.

Vision frowned, until a thought came to him, and he turned back to the delivery man.

"May I ask who paid for these items?"

"Uh.. oh. Tony Stark?"

"Of course.." Vision chuckled, quickly signing for the delivery.

They received a washing machine, a brand-new TV, and a swing-set for the twins in the same fashion. Meanwhile, Steve dropped off a few boxes of Wanda and Vision's things that had been left behind at the compound, and a cookbook collection, since he knew Wanda loved to cook. Sam gave them a Kindle, because Vision loved to read. Scott, somehow forgetting that the boys were only five and a half months old, had showed up with an a very elaborate ant farm. Thankfully, Vision was happy to care for his sons' new 'pets'.

Around two weeks after they had moved in, Natasha came to visit with a brand new coffee maker in hand. But..

"Nat, I don't really drink coffee" Wanda reminded her.

"And I don't drink.. well, anything" Vision added.

"I know" Nat replied, pushing the coffee maker into Vision's arms anyway. "But I do, and I'm going to be a regular visitor."

"That is true" Vision shrugged, carrying the coffee maker to the Kitchen.

"It is" Wanda smiled, and rushed off for a moment.

"Where are you going?" Nat frowned. "If one of the twins is up, I get dibs on first cuddle!"

"Not yet" Wanda returned and dropped something small and metal into Natasha's hand. "Key to the cottage. Use it any time you need, okay? The spare room is set up for you."

"Whoa.. that.. Thank you."

"Cu placere. We have to look after Tommy and Billy's Godmother, don't we?"Wanda headed for the Kitchen. "Would you like a coffee now? The machine shouldn't take long to set up, Vision has inherited Tony's talent with these things."

"Yeah. That would be great, thanks." Nat swallowed the lump in her throat, staring at the key, then smiled softly, tucking the key into her pocket. A baby's cry echoed through the cottage, and her smile widened. "I'll get him!"

After that day, a photograph of Natasha Romanoff with her beloved Godsons joined the others displayed around the house.

"Hi, Miss Maximoff. I brought a present for your new house!"

"Peter, you can call me Wanda.." Wanda greeted him with a warm smile, although she had been somewhat surprised opening the door late one afternoon to find Peter Parker on the other side clutching a pot plant, a heavy looking backpack slung over his shoulder. Billy, settled on Wanda's hip, squealed joyfully and reached for him. Peter was a favorite with the twins.

"Hey, little guy" Peter reached out with one hand to tickle Billy's tummy. Billy giggled, and Wanda's smile widened.

"This is a pleasant surprise. What brings you here Today?"

"I'm doing a project on Vibranium for school" Peter explained, setting the plant down as he stepped inside. "Is it okay if I talk to Vision?"

"Of course. He's just through here.." Wanda led him into the lounge room.

Vision looked up from the couch where he was bouncing Tommy on his lap, giggling as his little feet kicked at his Daddy's knees. Tommy was beginning to like using his legs.

"Oh. Hello, Peter."

"Peter needs to talk to you about a school project" said Wanda.

"Well, I am always open for educational discussions" Vision smiled.

"Great, thank you! Let me just get my stuff ready" Peter sat down on the couch beside him, and began pulling out the work he had done so far. A map of Wakanda, a diagram of Cap's shield, pages of notes.

Wanda watched, impressed. She knew that Peter was smart, supposedly a Stark-level tech genius in the making, but he was really going all out. She couldn't help but worry whether the boy was working himself too hard.. Peter Parker tended to bring out the Mother in her.

"Will you be here for dinner, Peter?"

"Uh.." Peter licked his lips. He had developed a taste for Wanda's cooking. "Yes, Miss Maximoff. If that's okay."

"Wanda" she reminded him. "And of course it is okay, baiat dulce. We love having you over."

She would make sure to cook extra Tonight. Peter was a growing boy, after all.

A few weeks later, Wanda received a call from Tony. Peter had won an award for his Vibranium project, so Tony, proud Da.. Mentor that he was, was treating everyone to dinner. He had booked two high chairs for the twins.

So on the night of said dinner, Wanda and Vision, each holding a twin (it seemed silly to bring a pram and clutter the place up), arrived at the restaurant Tony had booked, to find they were not the first to arrive. Scott Lang was standing outside with a dark haired woman, looking rather confused. Wanda had never seen the woman before, but she guessed that she was Hope Van Dyne. Scott had been gushing about her when he came by with the Ant-farm.

"So, what name is the booking under?" Hope was asking.

"I don't know. The invite came from Stark, but the dinner is for Parker.. or was it Pepper.." Scott frowned, but his eyes brightened when he spotted Wanda and Vision. "Hey, you guys! How are the ants?"

"Doing well" Vision replied, shifting Billy to a more comfortable position in his arms.

"Hey, I know you.." Hope pointed at Wanda, a smile spreading over her face. "From the news.. You defeated Thanos.."

"I only held him still.." Wanda blushed. "Thor was the one who actually killed him."

"Still, nice effort" The other woman extended a hand. "I'm Hope."

"Wanda" Wanda moved Tommy to one arm to take the hand Hope offered. "That's Vision, and these are our sons, Tommy and Billy."

"Nice to meet you all" Hope smiled. "So, do you to happen to know what name we're booked under?"

"Stark, I believe" said Vision, as they all headed in together.

Hope glanced at Tommy, squirming slightly in Vision's arms.

"Your babies are adorable."

"Thank you.. would you like to hold him?"

"Ooh, yes please" Hope took Tommy from Wanda as a waiter took them to their Table, where Steve, Bucky, Sam, Nat, Bruce, Thor, Tony, Pepper, Peter, and Peter's Aunt May were already waiting. "I love kids."

"She does" Scott confirmed, rather proud. "Hope's great with Cassie."

While not entirely uneventful- Clint arrived late, delayed with dropping Lila at a sleepover, and Thor drank his way through a great deal of the restaurant's alcohol stores- The dinner went about as well as a group dinner with the Avengers was ever likely to go.

Everyone wanted a turn with the twins, who, to their parents' great relief, behaved nicely as they were passed around the table. Wanda cast a glance at Vision, beaming at the wide smile plastered on his face. He was such a proud Daddy.

Peter had the night of his life, being congratulated and fussed over by his heroes.

At the end of the night, Tony insisted on having a group photo taken. He thrust his phone into the hands of the waiter who had offered to take the picture, then ran back to the group, wrapping one arm around Pepper's waist, the other over Peter's shoulders.

"Everyone say 'Vibranium'!"

"Vibranium!"

A parcel arrived at the cottage a few days later, containing a framed copy of the group photo. Wanda quickly found a place for it among the others. A warm, fuzzy feeling filled her.. a feeling like something was complete.

Vision wrapped his arms around her from behind, kissing the top of her head.

"It's a very nice picture, isn't it? And it fits so perfectly with the others.."

"It does" Wanda smiled softly, turning in Vision's arms to kiss him. Then, she glanced towards the lounge.

Natasha, who had stayed over the night before, sat cross legged on the floor, playing peek-a-boo with the twins. Happy baby laughter echoed through the room.

Wanda sighed contentedly, relaxing into Vision's arms.

"You seem very happy Today" He smiled, always glad to see her content.

"I am" Wanda replied. "Sunt acasa."

Because now, she understood. 'Home' wasn't just a place.. It was people.

Translation:

Cu placere: You're welcome.

baiat dulce: sweet boy.

Sunt acasa: I'm Home.