AN: Enjoy!

When Wanda had told Laura that her still new connection with Vision was more than just sex, she had meant every word. Having said that, their sex was turning out to be very, very good.

Mostly due to the fact that, despite Vision's self-declared low levels of experience, or perhaps because of them, he was very willing to listen, and take any pointers Wanda may have given him.

For example, Wanda's experiences with men going down on her were rather hit and miss, but currently, with her skirt rucked up and Vision's head buried between her legs, her hands buried in his soft golden hair, she was rather enjoying herself.

Vision listened when Wanda told him what she needed, didn't complain when she tugged lightly at his hair to guide his movements, instructed him to curl his tongue inside her, or use his fingers when that became not quite enough.

And when she was squirming beneath him, so close, and Vision's lips wrapped around her clit, his fingers curling just so..

"Yes, Vizh, yes, just like that, I'm going to.. Ahh!"

She came apart with a cry, and after gently coaxing her through the aftershocks, Vision crawled back up beside her, and Wanda kissed him, tasting the tang of herself in his mouth.

"Are you alright?" He asked her, because he always did, because Vision was probably the sweetest guy she had ever slept with. "Was that good?"

"Very good.." Wanda smirked, still a few stars swimming in her eyes, and reached for his belt buckle. "Allow me to return the favour.."

"Oh.. you don't have to."

Okay, forget probably. He was definitely the sweetest guy she had ever slept with. Yes, maybe their little sessions together had started as an attempt to distract themselves from their grief, but they had been going on for nearly a month now, every week after the Grief Group that sometimes helped but sometimes didn't, becoming part of a weekly routine that neither one wanted to let go of.

They still hadn't figured out exactly what they were to each other, hadn't been on a date beyond the occasional stopping for donuts, but that didn't matter much. Wanda enjoyed her time with Vision, the sex and the heart to heart conversations, enjoyed having someone to call during the week who wouldn't immediately panic if she said she was having a bad day.

"I know.." Wanda smiled, tugging his trousers down. "But I want to.. Any plans for the weekend?" She dipped her head, wrapping her lips around him.

"I.. ah.. Oh my God.." Vision's breath caught. "I might just have to go to church. I believe I may have a few confessions to make."

If her mouth hadn't been wrapped around his cock, Wanda might have laughed. Vision was funny, funnier than he thought he was, and anything that could make her laugh was quite good for her right now.

But back to the matter at hand, Wanda got the impression that not many women had done this for him before. He seemed nervous, and the hand that came to rest on the back of her head as she bobbed up and down, sucking and swirling her tongue, was so gentle, at least compared with her past experiences.

And when Vision came, just a little unexpectedly, slightly bucking his hips into her mouth, and Wanda swallowed and pulled away, he looked up at her, almost panicked.

"Vizh, what's wrong?" She frowned.

"I.. was that okay? I didn't hurt you, did I?"

"No."

"And it was okay that I.. that I, um.." Vision blushed brightly.

"Yes.." Wanda blushed a little herself. "I would have told you to let me know when you were close otherwise."

"Sorry if these are stupid questions.. I just, well.. We haven't really defined exactly what we are.. What's appropriate.."

"I don't think we need to define it just yet" Wanda shrugged. "And as far as what's appropriate, just tell me if anything ever feels not okay for you, and I'll do the same."

"That seems reasonable to me."

"Good.. Do you have to go soon?"

"Not yet."

Vision tugged Wanda down to lay beside him, and she smiled, resting her head against his chest.

"Aside from your confessions.." She chuckled, "Any real plans for the weekend?"

"Just milkshakes with Vivian," Vision replied. "You could join us sometime, if you like."

"I don't know, Vizh. I think I'd have to meet your daughter before I start intruding on your weekly Daddy-Daughter date.."

"Maybe one day you could.."

"Maybe one day.."

The conversation felt serious, but not scary. Though at the time, neither one of them knew just how close 'One Day' would be.

Vision called Wanda the following Thursday night, the night before they would have seen each other again at grief group. It wasn't unusual for them to call each other during the week, to have a chat, or sometimes a cry, so when he called, she quickly answered.

"Hey, Vizh. What.."

"Wanda" His voice was slightly frantic.

That was unusual.

"Vision, what's wrong?"

"I'm sorry, I wasn't sure w-who else to call.. I need a very big favour."

"Okay.."

"Could you meet me at the Pharmacy on Lee Street?" He almost begged. "As soon as you can, please.."

Vision sounded so worried, and he had been there for her so much over the past few weeks that Wanda knew she couldn't leave him now.

"I'll be right there.."

Wanda reached the pharmacy and rushed inside, looking around for any sign of Vision. She almost bypassed a blonde haired girl in her early teens, standing by a display of gummy vitamins and staring stubbornly at her feet, until she realised that she recognised her, if only from photos.

"Vivian?"

The girl looked up at Wanda shyly, with blue eyes that mirrored her Father's.

"How do you.."

"I'm Wanda.. I'm a friend of your Father" Wanda explained. "Would you be able to tell me where he is?"

"That way.." Viv pointed a few aisles down.. To the aisle containing feminine hygiene products.

Wanda remembered Vision's frantic phone call, and looked at the aisle to where Viv pointed, now beginning to form a picture of what might have been going on.

"I'll be right back, Sweetie, I promise" said Wanda, heart reaching out to the poor shy girl. "I'll just go help your Dad work this out.. Every girl goes through this, and it sucks, but you'll be fine.."

Wanda found Vision in the aisle Viv had indicated, staring at all the products and looking completely lost.

"Vizh.."

"Vivian got her first Period today.. She was embarrassed about this, so I told her she could wait.."

"I know," said Wanda gently. "I just met her.."

"I should have been more prepared for this" Vision's hands were shaking a little, "But I'm not. For so long, I've been so busy taking care of Vin that I let things I should have been preparing Viv for fall by the wayside.. I don't know what to do. What does she need?!"

"Vision" She squeezed his hand, "Try and stay calm, I can help you.. Both of you.."

"Okay.. right.."

"You said it was her first one?"

"Yes" Vision nodded.

"Right. In that case, Tampons might be a little overwhelming, she might want to start with pads first.." Wanda grabbed a few packs off the shelf, handing them to Vision. "These for during the day, and the bigger ones at night. Make sure she knows that leaks happen to everyone, it's nothing to be embarrassed about."

"Right" Vision nodded, taking a mental note of Wanda's instructions.

"And after this, you should take her for ice cream."

"Ice cream?"

"It's what my brother did to help me through my first period.."

"Your brother?" Vision frowned.

"Who else was going to? My parents were dead, and we didn't live with The Bartons yet.."

"Your.. Your parents are dead too?"

"You thought I lived with a Foster Family for shits and giggles?" Wanda raised an eyebrow.

"Well.. no" Vision frowned. "I just.. I didn't think. I'm sorry."

"Be sorry later. Right now we've got a poor embarrassed teenager to help."

"Right.. Um.. Wanda?"

"Yeah Vizh?"

"Would you like to come with us? To get ice cream.."

"Oh.." she blushed. "Well, your daughter might not want a stranger around.."

"I understand" Vision smiled, a little sadly. "I just thought Vivian might prefer having a woman explain some of these things, and we really don't have anyone else.."

"Oh.."

"It's alright, I'm sure we'll work it out.. Thank you for your help today, Wanda.."

Wanda watched him as he walked off, rather awkwardly clutching the packs of pads, and sighed.

"Hey, Vizh?"

"Yes?" He turned back so quickly that his glasses almost slid right off his nose.

"Let me take those through the register for you, so no-one has to be embarrassed. And then.."

"Then what?"

"Then I'll show you and Viv where my favourite ice cream place is" Wanda relented. "But you can't tell anyone, it's a special secret. Do you promise?"

"I promise" Vision smiled.

"Good" She took the pads from him. "Let's go."