AN: Enjoy!

Safety and security had been sorely lacking in Wanda Maximoff's childhood. Through no fault of her Parents, of course. Sokovia was what it was, and they had done the best they could with the little they had to work with.

The latest invading soldiers weren't scary or mean, they were just playing a game where they were not allowed to smile. It was best not to disturb their game. Those sounds weren't bombs, it was just giants walking home. Wanda was aware by the time she was about eight that this wasn't entirely true, but she had clung to the story anyway until two years later when the shell that struck her home shattered the illusion and destroyed any shred of innocence she'd had left.

Wanda was glad that her own children would never receive such a tragic awakening. At least, not if she had any say in the matter.

The cottage on the far side of the Barton property was a good place to raise super-powered twin boys. Quiet, away from it all. As long as they were here, Wanda could give her sons the kind of safety and security that had been tragically missing from her own childhood.

So, any time she needed to take Tommy and Billy outside their safe haven was slightly nerve-wracking. She told Vision this as he strapped the boys into their car-seats, ready for a trip to the Avengers Compound.

"I'm sure everything will be fine. Until Today you were looking forward to this trip." Vision had replied, in that comforting tone he used. A tone that, more often than not, managed to convince Wanda that everything was, in fact going to be fine.. Which was no easy feat considering how her life had unfolded prior to meeting him. Still, when it came to the well-being of her children, Wanda couldn't help feeling nervous.

"I know.. but maybe I could just call Natasha instead."

"You said this was something you wanted to do face to face."

"Then I'll wait until she comes over."

"But you wanted to talk to Hope and Carol too" Vision pointed out. "Natasha invited Hope over specially, and at least today, we know that Carol is actually Home. She can be a bit hard to pin down.."

That was true. While the compound had become 'Home Base' for Carol, she was liable to take off for days, sometimes weeks at a time, now that she knew Earth was relatively safe. Often she was just spending time with her friend Maria, but once she had taken an impromptu trip to Wakanda because she was interested in meeting the Dora Milaje, and another occasion she had disappeared into outer space when a visiting Thor had told her about his 'talking rabbit' friend, and didn't return until a little over a fortnight later, only slightly disappointed by the fact the 'rabbit' was a Raccoon.

"You have a point" Wanda sighed.

"I do" He pulled Wanda close for a moment, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. "I also understand why you are worried. I worry too. We are safe here. The boys are safe here. But.. I don't really think we'll be any less safe where we're going. If anything did happen.."

"They'll all protect the boys as much as we would" Wanda smiled at his kiss. "Alright then, Domnule Inteligent, let's go." She pulled away to get in the car. "But remember, this trip isn't just for me. You've got a few decisions to make too."

"I know.." Vision frowned slightly as he got in the driver's seat, now seeming a little concerned himself. "And I really have no idea what I'm going to do."

"I'm sure you'll make the right choice" Wanda buckled herself in, turning to look at the twins in the back seat. "Are you two ready to go visit your Aunties and Uncles?"

Tommy was squirming, as he often did in any kind of restraints, while Billy, as usual, was more settled, but both boys grinned, melting their Mother's heart. Sometimes, the final unoccupied seat in the back seemed extra empty, like something, someone, was missing.. Wanda shook her head, turning around. It would be a while before they thought about anything like that.

Something else Wanda had never really had as a child, or in fact, most of her life, was other female friends. Wanda was quiet, shy. The weird kid, long before the experiments made her weirder, made her something else. There were girls who had been nice to her, or tried to be, but she knew this was only because Pietro, charming and popular, had asked them to.

Then had come life in the Avengers Compound. Vision had been her first real friend of either gender, ever (unless you counted Clint, but that was different). Sam was friendly, and while Steve was stern at first while he established leadership over the new team, but friendship eventually grew. Natasha, however, the only other woman on the team at the time, had kept Wanda at arm's length, and Wanda completely understood, after everything she'd done. Natasha was civil, eventually even friendly, but they were just colleagues. Maybe acquaintances at a push. Wanda was fine with that. Lucky to have that, considering.

Everything had changed after the Civil War, after Natasha had given up her own freedom to help rescue them all from the raft. She began looking at Wanda differently. Helped nurse her back to health after the Raft. Comforted her when Clint departed after making his deal. Set up her meetings with Vision. Taught her how to dye her hair, mask her accent.

It took some time, but they became friends. Later Wanda had met Hope, and Carol, and they had become her friends too. By then, Wanda started to realise that, maybe, the reason she'd had no female friends was that she just hadn't met the right ones. The ones like her. A little different, like Hope. A little weird, like Carol. And sometimes a little scary, like Natasha. There was no question in Wanda's mind as to who her Maid of Honor, or Bridesmaids should be.

Now, She just had to ask.

Vision, however, had a problem. He needed a Best Man, and a few Groomsmen, too. The Groomsmen weren't the issue. He had options. The problem was who was going to be choosing just one Best Man.

There were three great men who'd been responsible for his creation. How was he supposed to choose just one to stand beside him on his Wedding Day?

The closer they got to the compound, the more worried Vision became, maybe more worried than Wanda had been before they left.. He was starting to feel like one of the characters in a musical film he and Wanda had watched recently, a girl who had accidentally invited three possible Dads to her Wedding.

Mamma Mia.. Here we go again. This trip could be a lot more trouble than Vision had first thought.