AN: Enjoy!
After they left the Sanctum, Vision requested a stop by the S.H.I.E.L.D graveyard. He visited Pietro's grave, kneeling down beside it and clearing away a few weeds and stray leaves. Waited a while before he spoke, knowing he could never get an answer, but needing to speak anyway.
"I'm going to ask your sister to marry me.. I hope that is okay with you, Pietro" Vision gently scrubbed at the headstone with his sleeve. "From what Wanda has told me, I suppose you'd say it was not, but whether you'd actually mean it I am not sure. I wish I'd had the chance to know you better, so I'd know for sure what you'd think.. but then, I almost feel like I do know you, Wanda talks about you so much. For the boys.. She wants them to grow up knowing who you are, and so do I. Your nephew, Tommy.. he is very much like you, I think. I'm going to take care of Wanda, I promise you.."
Vision knelt by Pietro's grave for a while longer, then stood, returning to the car where Tony and Peter were patiently waiting for him.
"How'd you go?" Tony asked.
"Alright" Vision shrugged. "It was something I had to do. It would be nice to talk to someone I can actually get an answer from though."
"Well, there is one option.." Tony mused.
"Who?" Peter frowned, confused. "I mean, not being harsh, but.. aren't Wanda's parents dead?"
"Her blood parents, yeah" said Tony. "But there's Barton.. Not actually her Dad, but.."
"Probably the next best thing" Vision agreed. In fact, Vision didn't think Clint could love Wanda much more if she were actually his child. "Do you mind dropping me off at his place instead of at the cottage?" It would be easy enough for him to walk or fly Home from there afterwards.
"Not at all" Tony got back in the car. "To the Barton Farm!"
They reached the Barton House by early evening, the Sun only just beginning to set. Clint was about to head inside after his day's work when the car pulled up, Tony rolled down the window.
"Hey, Birdbrain" He smirked.
"Hi, Mr. Barton!" Peter waved cheerily from the back seat.
"Hi.." Clint was confused. "Uh.. what are you doing here?"
"Just passing through to drop the Robo-Son back home" Tony pointed to Vision, who was getting out the passenger side. "See ya, call if you need anything!"
He drove off. Clint turned to Vision, still very confused.
"Uh.. your Home is half a mile that way" He pointed.
"I know" said Vision. "I can walk that easily enough. But I was hoping to speak with you first."
"What about?"
"Well, as you know, I am planning to propose to Wanda some time soon.."
"Yeah, I know" Clint nodded.
"Well" Vision continued, a little nervously, "I.. It is important that I do everything right, for her.. Traditionally, a proposal is preceded by a suitor asking a woman's Father for her hand in marriage.."
"But Wanda's Dad is dead.."
"I know.. and I went to Pietro's grave to ask him, but obviously I couldn't get an answer.. And the next closest thing Wanda has to a Father is you.."
"Me?" Clint raised an eyebrow.
"Wanda has said as much" Vision replied.
"Oh.." Clint's heart was warmed by the comment.
"So.. That is why I'm here. To ask you for Wanda's hand."
"I'm touched by that, Vision" Clint replied, and he meant it. "But, I don't have the right to give you Wanda's hand.. Whether she wants to marry you or not is up to her. All I can say is if she does, I think she'd be making a good choice.
"You do?" Vision looked at him.
"I do. You clearly love her, and she loves you.." Clint paused for a moment. "I would like you to promise me one thing though.."
"Of course."
"That you'll keep looking after Wanda and the kids as well as you do now."
"I will" Vision nodded. "Always."
"Then you have my blessing, whatever it's worth" Clint offered his hand, and Vision shook it, smiling.
"Thank you.. I should head Home, Wanda may be starting to wonder where I am."
"Sure.. Shoot a text when you get there, okay? It's startin' to get dark."
"I will."
Vision began his walk home, while Clint headed inside. Laura, who had been watching the two of them through the window as she prepared dinner, smirked when her Husband came in.
"Did you have a nice little chat with your future Son-In-Law, Honey?"
"Very funny" Clint rolled his eyes, flopping into an arm chair.
"Oh, I'm not trying to be funny" Laura chuckled. "It's facts. You went off to Sokovia and came back with an adopted daughter.. Which is fine, at least you didn't bring home a Mistress. And Wanda's great. I love her, the kids love her.."
"She just needed someone to watch out for her.."
"And she found you" Laura briefly left the pan simmering away on the stove for a moment to come kiss her Husband's forehead. "Remember, when I first got pregnant with Nate, you were so sure you were supposed to have another daughter. Sure enough that you named him Natasha before we ever knew his sex.."
"Don't remind me.." Clint blushed.
"I have to remind you, I'm making a point. You were so sure you were having another daughter, and you were right, the universe gave you one.. Just not quite in the way you expected."
"When you put it that way.." Clint mused.
"I'm right?" Laura kissed him again, then smirked, skipping back to the Kitchen. "Of course I'm right. I'm your wife."
"Wanda?" Vision called as he opened the door. Hearing the shower running upstairs, he panicked a little. Wanda sometimes showered after putting the boys to sleep. He had never missed bedtime, and he did not want to start now.
"We're in here, Vizh" Wanda called from the lounge room. He hurried in to find her with two sleepy twins settled in her lap.
"I didn't miss bedtime?" He smiled in relief, sitting beside her.
"No" She smirked, handing him Tommy. "You missed the pre-bedtime diaper change though, so you owe me for that one."
"Understood.." Vision turned towards the sound of the still-running shower. "Natasha is staying then?"
"Mmmhm" She kissed his cheek. "How was your day?"
"Quite eventful, actually."
"Are you going to tell me about it?"
"I will, some day soon"
"How soon?" Wanda teased.
"Very soon.." He pecked her lips.
"Mmm.. I'll hold you to that, you know.."
"I'm sure you will.."