AN: Enjoy!

With the twins' Birthday successfully celebrated, Vision and Wanda could get back to the important business of wedding planning. Before any real planning could take place, however, they needed a Wedding Party to plan around. A Maid of Honour, Bridesmaids, a Best Man, Groomsmen.

The first order of business was who was going to give Wanda away, mostly because, well, the person she hoped to ask to perform this duty lived closer than the rest of their friends. While this was seemingly a rather small task as far as Wedding planning went, she couldn't help feeling slightly nervous about it.

"Of course he won't say no" said Vision, gently stroking her hair as they lay in bed one morning, the twins not yet awake. "Why would he? Clint loves you."

"I know" Wanda sighed, her head resting on his chest. The strong, steady beat of Vision's synthetic heart never failed to comfort her. "But.."

"But what?"

"Clint already has Lila. He might want to keep this type of thing specially for her, and I can't blame him if he does."

"Well, that's a bit silly.."

"Thanks, Vizh.." said Wanda sarcastically.

"Sorry, but it is" Vision continued. "A man can have more than one daughter. Giving one away doesn't make it any less special when the time comes to do the same for the other.."

"I should probably just walk down the aisle by myself" Wanda mumbled, seemingly ignoring Vision's sound logic. "Embrace being a femeie independenta puternica."

Vision frowned, thinking for a moment.

"Wanda" He said eventually, still stroking her hair, "I think.. and feel free to correct me if I am wrong, I am still very new to these things, but.. I don't think you are worried about Clint saying 'No', so much as what it means if he says yes."

"You've lost me, Vizh" Wanda propped herself up on one elbow to look down at him, her brow furrowed in confusion. "Explica."

"The fact that Clint thinks of you like a daughter is one of the Avengers worst-kept secrets" Vision continued. "No-one really talks about it, but he doesn't hide it. Then there's you, Wanda.. You can be a little more guarded with your emotions, so the fact that the sentiment goes both ways isn't quite as obvious. It would be, though, if he gave you away at our Wedding."

"Well, obviously. What's your point?"

"You know how Clint sees you. You know he won't say no if you ask him to give you away. And I think, maybe, that's why you are trying to talk yourself out of it."

"Because that makes perfect sense.." Wanda frowned.

"Let me finish. You are talking yourself out of making a request you know Clint will accept, because if you never ask, you'will never have to deal with the guilt you might feel over replacing the people you've lost."

"You.." Wanda was about to object to Vision's assessment of the situation, then sighed. "You know me too well, Vizh."

"I do" Vision smiled. "While I will always respect your feelings, Wanda, I have to say, again, that you are being a little bit silly. Acknowledging Clint as a Father figure doesn't mean you are replacing your Father. It is very much possible to have multiple parental influences, particularly if, like you, someone loses one or both parents while still young enough to need guidance."

Wanda knew Vision was right. He was right quite a lot.

"So.. You'll be alright looking after Tommy and Billy if I go up to the Farmhouse later Today?"

"Of course."

"Thank you" Wanda replied with a quick kiss, thanking him for much more than just minding their children. "You're very smart Vizh. Did you know that?"

"I get it from two of my three Dads" Vision smirked.

Wanda burst out laughing. As it turned out, her Husband-to-be really was uniquely qualified to advise her in this area.

That afternoon, Wanda arrived at the Barton House just as Clint was about to take a break after a Morning of Farm work.

"Hey, kid" He waved cheerily, clearly happy to see her. "I was just about to head in and grab a drink. Want to join me?"

"Sure" Wanda looked around as she followed Clint inside, smiling when she spotted the picture of herself and Vision amongst the other family photos on the mantelpiece. "Laura not in?"

"Nope" Clint washed his hands, then fetched two mugs out of the cupboard, starting up a fresh pot of coffee for himself, and some tea for Wanda. "She's taken Nate to an open day at the School. He's due to start Kindergarten soon."

"Whoa.." Wanda's eyes widened a little as she sat down. "That time went quick."

"Yeah, they grow up faster than you'd like" Clint chuckled. "Your two will be off to preschool before you know it."

"That is a scary thought.." And it was, since she was slightly nervous as to how her super-powered children would fair in a regular school environment.. But that was a problem for a few years from now. Today, Wanda had other matters to deal with.

"So, Wanda" Clint continued, handing Wanda a mug of tea and sitting beside her. "I'm always happy to see you, and you're always welcome, but you usually have a reason for visiting.."

"Well, yes" said Wanda. "You know Vision and I are getting pretty deep into Wedding planning, and I was wondering.. maybe hoping.." She hesitated, rather nervous.

"Spill it, kid" Clint sipped his coffee.

"I wanted to ask if you will give me away" She replied quickly. "If you'd rather not it's fine, but.. Clint, are you okay?"

"I'm fine.." He suppressed a slight sniffle, swiping at his face with his sleeve. "Just a bit of hay dust in my eye or something.."

"Hay dust?" Wanda's lips quirked upwards.

"Nasty stuff. Anyway.." He straightened himself up a little. "Yes, of course I'll give you away. It would be my honour."

Wanda smiled, setting aside he mug and shifting closer to hug him.

"Thank you."

Clint's heart warmed as he returned the hug. He thought back to the angry young woman who'd terrorised his friends, the scared young girl in the crumbling building, to the woman Wanda was now.. And even though he could only lay claim to a very small part of her, he was proud.

"You're welcome."

Translation:

femeie independenta puternica.: Strong independent woman.