AN: Enjoy!

Vision liked watching Wanda Maximoff sleep. What Vision might not have known was that Wanda Maximoff also liked watching him sleep.. or at least, liked watching him when he was in the restful state that passed for sleep. The reason Vision might not have known this was because it was a relatively rare occurrence- Wanda needed much more rest than Vision ever did.

On this particular night, though, Wanda was taking a little longer to drift off. So, propping herself up on one elbow, she watched Vision. The longer he had been alive, Wanda thought, the longer he had been with her, the more fully engrossed in human life, the more closely Vision's restful state began to resemble sleep. Where once upon a time, Vision had been able to rest just about anywhere, he now showed a strong preference towards beds.. particularly if Wanda was in the bed with him. He looked so peaceful, his face so much more relaxed than it was when he was awake.

Wanda pressed a gentle kiss to her lover's cheek, about to lay back down, curl against him, and try to get back to sleep.. But then, quite suddenly, the look of peace on Vision's face faded. He frowned, his brow furrowing.

"Vizh?" For a moment, Wanda thought he might have been waking up, but he didn't. "Vision?"

"No.." Vision whined. "No.."

"Vizh.. Vizh, hey.." Wanda had only seen Vision have a nightmare once before, during their first stay at the Barton Farm together, back when they were still just friends, but it seemed quite clear that something similar was happening now.

"No.. No, stop.. he's just a baby, he won't hurt anyone!"

"Vizh, you're having a nightmare, trezeste-te!" Wanda's blood ran cold at his words, and she gently shook him. Whatever he was dreaming about, it obviously wasn't pleasant, especially if one of their children was in danger.

"No.. no!"

"Trezeste-te! Vision, wake up!" When he still didn't wake, Wanda summoned her power, pressing glowing scarlet fingers against the Mind Stone. "Wake up!"

"No!" Vision jolted awake, sitting bolt upright. Before Wanda could say anything, Billy wailed at the top of his lungs from the nursery next door, and Vision seemed to grow pale, leaping out of bed to run to him.

"Vision!" Wanda jumped up to follow him. "Vizh, wait!"

When Wanda ran into the nursery, she found Vision clutching a screaming Billy to his chest.

"I'm sorry, Billy" Vision was murmuring. "Daddy is so, so, sorry. But it's okay. It isn't real, it was just a bad dream. I would never let anyone hurt you. Never."

From this, Wanda began to put the pieces together. Billy had always been able to form a telepathic link with his parents. This ability had been strongest when he was in the womb, connected to Wanda's powers. Since his birth, the link came about a little bit more randomly, and tonight, it seemed as though Billy had linked to Vision at precisely the wrong moment.

Tommy was beginning to whine, woken by the cries of his twin, so Wanda scooped him up, settling him on her hip, then reached out to lay a gentle hand on Vision's shoulder. He seemed tense, on high alert after his nightmare.

"Vizh.." she kept her voice soft in case he hadn't noticed her there, not wanting to spook him. "Are you alright?"

Vision sighed shakily, slowly turning to face her. His expression was full of guilt. Billy had snuggled tightly against him, little hands clutching fistfuls of his pyjamas.

"I didn't mean for him to.. He shouldn't have seen.."

"It's okay, Vizh. It's not your fault that he linked with you at the wrong time.. Sometimes it just happens. You know that."

"I know.." Vision rubbed comforting circles on his son's back.

"But.. You hardly ever have nightmares, Vision. Do you have any idea what might have brought this one on?"

Vision remained quiet for a few moments. Wanda was about to open her mouth again when he finally spoke.

"Have you.. Have you noticed Billy, uh.. doing anything? Anything a baby wouldn't usually be able to do?"

"I.." Wanda hesitated. But there had been moments. Movement in the corner of her eye that shouldn't have been there.. Billy suddenly holding a toy that she could have sworn was on the other side of the room only seconds earlier. "I've been trying not to notice" she admitted, sighing. "I was a little afraid.. But yes, I think I have."

"The other day at the store, while you were trying on your dress.."

"You mean when everyone was acting really weird, but you insisted that Billy just dropped his ball?" Wanda frowned slightly.

"Well, Billy did drop his ball. But he also, well.. tried to retrieve it. By himself, with telekinesis just like yours.."

"Oh.." Wanda felt a slight lump in her throat.

"No-one saw" said Vision quickly. "Hope and Carol made sure of that."

"Oh, baiat dulce" Wanda sighed, moving to kiss the top of Billy's head, "We will need to teach you to be careful."

"How?" Vision frowned. It was clear now where his nightmare had come from. What would people think, if they found out Billy shared his Mother's powers. What would they do? "He's so little, he won't understand.."

"Vizh, calm down" said Wanda. One of the greatest strengths of their relationship was that each of them could be strong for the other when needed, and right now, it was Wanda's turn to be strong for Vision. "Billy is little, but he is very clever, just like his Daddy. We will find a way to teach him. Like you said, we will never let anyone hurt him. And he has a whole extended family of superheros who won't let anyone hurt him."

"That's true.." Vision managed to smile, comforted by Wanda's reminder. Billy had finally fallen back to sleep.

Tommy was asleep again too, so Wanda carefully returned him to his cot. Vision knew he should do the same, but he couldn't bring himself to let go of his son just yet. Wanda moved back to stand beside them, gently running a hand over the baby boy's soft, dark hair.

"We really should put him back to bed, Vizh.."

"I know" Vision pressed a kiss to Billy's head, then put him down in his cot. "I'm sorry I woke you, Wanda."

"You didn't" Wanda replied. "I couldn't get to sleep."

"Oh.. I don't snore, do I? Miss Potts used to complain that sometimes she couldn't sleep because Tony.."

"No, Vizh" Wanda cut him off with a chuckle, kissing his cheek. "You don't snore."

Translation:

Trezeste-te: Wake up.

Baiat dulce: Sweet Boy