AN: Enjoy!
Billy Maximoff was usually quite a calm child. He slept through the night the vast majority of the time, and if he did wake, even with a nightmare (either his own or his Mother's) it didn't take him long to settle and go back to sleep.
The night of Bucky's nightmare and hurried departure from the Avengers compound, things were different. Billy slept, but fitfully, as though he knew something was not quite right with the world.
Watching her son's troubled sleep concerned Wanda, as it was so far from his norm. So, She remained awake herself for most of the night, watching over him, until her eyes were struggling to remain open.
"Wanda" Vision sighed softly, a gentle hand on her shoulder. "You need to sleep.."
"I can't.. I have to.."
"I'll watch Billy.. Tommy too. I'll wake you if they need you."
Wanda opened her mouth to argue, but quickly shut it again, knowing that Vision was right.
"If there's the slightest sign of.."
"I will wake you" Vision repeated, tucking the blankets around his Wife to be as she got back into bed.
"And Bucky.." Wanda felt a slight pang of guilt.
"I know. He shouldn't have had to leave" said Vision. "But it's late, there's nothing we can do right now. Sleep, and we'll work out a way to help Bucky in the Morning."
"Ai dreptate" Wanda murmured sleepily. "Why are you always right?"
"Well, I do have the entire internet in my head" Vision chuckled, pressing a kiss to Wanda's forehead.
"Right.. there is that.." Exhausted, Wanda quickly drifted off to sleep.
Vision checked that she was warm enough, then sighed, perching at the end of the bed and gazing into the port-a-cot, taking up his promised vigil over the twins. Billy was still tossing and turning in his sleep. Vision sighed, reaching into the cot to rub his belly comfortingly.
"My poor little boy.. don't you worry, Mama and Daddy will make it all better... I hope."
The following morning, Billy was fussier than usual. He fussed at his morning diaper change. Fussed through breakfast, ending up with more food on himself than in his mouth, necessitating a change of clothes through which he also fussed.
"Maybe he's just tired after last night?" Vision suggested, keeping one eye on Tommy as Carol and Nat kept him entertained while he and Wanda tried, in vain, to comfort Billy.
"I'm not sure that's it" Wanda frowned, holding her son close. Somehow, she knew Billy was trying to tell them something, but wasn't sure he knew exactly how to articulate whatever it was. Billy was so very clever, his speech advanced for his age, but he was still only a year old, and sometimes his mouth couldn't quite form the words. But maybe, Wanda thought, his brilliant little mind could. "Vizh, I have an idea."
"Oh? What is it?"
"I'm going to read Billy and find out what he's trying to tell us."
"You think it will work?" Vision asked, hopeful.
"I understood him perfectly when he spoke to me from the womb. Hopefully that hasn't changed."
"Well, it's definitely worth a go" Vision smiled.
"I think so too. Let's see.."
Slowly, gently, Wanda let her mind reached out for Billy's.
Billy's brow wrinkled curiously for a moment, then his eyes lit up.
"Mama?"
Mama!
"Yes, Mama can hear you, Una pretioasa." Wanda smiled as the little boy's voice echoed, both in her ears and her mind. "And now Mama can understand what's going on in your dulce cap mic. And you've been trying to tell me and Daddy something, haven't you?"
From his mouth, Billy began to speak, a few real words mixed in with indecipherable babble, but Wanda, listening to his thoughts, understood perfectly.
Uncle Bucky! We gotta help Uncle Bucky, Mama. Help him feel better, make him come home! You can help, Mama. We can help!
"You're right, Una pretioasa" Wanda hugged Billy, who was now beaming. "We can."
"We can what?" Vision gently interjected, not really wanting to interrupt, but unfortunately, he was not able to understand at least half of Billy's babble.
"Billy thinks we need to go help his Uncle Bucky feel better, and bring him back home."
"Well then" Vision grinned, a twinkle of Fatherly pride in his eyes, "That is exactly what we have to do, isn't it?"
"It is" Wanda agreed.
At that moment, as if he had somehow read all their minds too, Steve entered the room.
"Hey, everyone. I'm going to go to Bucky's hotel and try and convince him to come home. I'll be back soon, I hope.."
"Steve, wait!" Wanda called after her friend as he'd turned to leave.
"I know you must be upset about Billy's nightmare" Steve sighed, very much prepared to defend his friend against unfair accusations, as he had had to do on multiple previous occasions. "But that's not Bucky's fault. He's come so far, he's not a danger to anyone, and he's definitely not a danger to the twins. You don't know Buck like I do, he's one of the best, most loyal people you could ever.."
"We know" Wanda interrupted. "It's true we don't know him nearly as well as you do, but he's our friend."
"Oh.." Steve looked a little sheepish. "Sorry about the lecture, I just.. anyway, what were you asking?"
"We were wondering if maybe we could ride with you" said Vision. "You see, Billy would very much like his Uncle Bucky to be safely back at home.."
"Bucky Home!" Billy cheered.
Let's bring Uncle Bucky home, Mama!
"And we may need one of the cars with a child seat, because I think someone wants to come with us" Wanda chuckled.
"Alright" Steve smiled, heading out again, "I'll have the car out front in a few minutes.."
Translation:
Una pretioasa: Precious one
dulce cap mic: sweet little head