AN: Enjoy!

Eventually, Vision did in fact have to leave to collect Viv from her friend's place. And after he did.. Well, the first thing she did was settle down for a nice long sleep, because the night's activities had worn her out.

But the next morning, when she woke, Wanda may have begun to panic, a little. She had agreed to a day with Vision, because she had liked the idea, but.. What exactly did it mean?

A day of sex? While they spoke often over the phone during the week, a lot of the time they spent physically in each other's company was usually passed with them having sex. A full day of sex did not at all seem like a terrible idea. It relieved a lot of stress, and Wanda and Vision's sexual chemistry was, admittedly.. Off the charts.

But.. that didn't feel like what Vision was asking for.

It seemed like, maybe.. more.

Was Wanda ready for more?

She thought that, maybe, she was. She liked Vision. She liked him quite a lot.

Yes, he understood her grief, and let her feel whatever she was feeling in a particular moment without judgement. But even beyond that, he was just about the sweetest guy that she had ever met.

Even Pietro would have struggled to find something not to like about him, and Pietro had been an expert at finding things not to like about her boyfriends. And, rather frustratingly, he'd often been right. Even more frustratingly, Wanda had usually, deep down, known he was right, but she was stubborn and would end up trying to prove her brother wrong. That was how she'd ended up wasting three months with Simon, an aspiring model who eventually dumped her on her Birthday because he thought she didn't put enough effort into her fashion choices and would embarrass him at industry parties.

Vision gave her no such red flags. Yes, he had a child, meaning there was a lot to consider if their relationship were to become truly serious. But 'more' didn't necessarily have to mean serious, not right away.

With a goofy smile on her face of the kind she had not worn in quite a while, Wanda checked her work roster, and called Vision.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Vizh.. So, I've checked with work, and I'm free on Tuesday, if that works for you.."

"Oh, yes. Tuesday is fine.. I'll pick you up a little before Noon?"

"Sure" Wanda's smile widened. She could almost see the smile on Vision's own face. "I'll see you on Tuesday then."

"Yes, see you on Tuesday."

"Okay. Bye, Vizh.."

"Goodbye, Wanda."

Wanda disconnected the call, a happy little flutter in her heart.

A soft smile crossed Vision's face after the call.

"Who were you talking to, Dad?" Viv asked him over a bowl of cereal.

"Oh.." Vision blushed a little, "That was Wanda. We were just making plans to catch up on Tuesday.

"That's great, Dad."

"It is?"

"Yeah" Viv nodded. "You were stuck looking after Vin for so long when he was sick, and both of us even before that, when, uh, she left.."

Viv had never referred to her Biological Mother as Mom. After all, the woman had left before she or her brother could even say the word.

"I was not 'stuck' with you and your brother" Vision frowned. "You are my children, my world. I.."

"I know. I know, we're your kids, you love us.. And I know, it's been tough since Vin.." Viv sighed shakily, not quite able to finish that sentence, feeling as though if she did, her brother would truly be gone. "My point is, I can take care of myself now, at least a little. It's good for you to have some grown up friends.."

"I suppose that is true.."

"Maybe even.." Viv continued cheekily, "A special grown up friend?"

"Maybe someday.." Vision blushed. "Now finish your cereal, before it gets soggy.."

"Yes, Dad.." Viv smirked.

On Tuesday Morning, Wanda woke with a new little spring in her step. She showered, washing her hair with a shampoo that Vision had complimented the scent of a week or two prior.

Then, clad in her towel, she padded back to her room to choose something to wear. The weather was just about perfect, not too warm and not too cold, so she kept her outfit nice, but casual, with her favourite skirt, black top, and a shawl in case it got a little cooler later on.

Once she was almost ready, Wanda caught sight of Pietro's picture on her dresser, once again imagining him glaring accusingly at her. It was for this reason that she had started turning the photo to face away from her when Vision came over.

Today, however, Wanda felt no shame at all.

"Don't you give me that look. You would like Vision, even though I know you'd try to pretend that you didn't.."

Shortly afterwards, Wanda heard a knock at the door of her apartment, and happily rushed to answer it.

"Hey, Vizh."

"Hello.." Vision replied shyly, offering her a small bouquet of roses. "I, um, hope this isn't too much, but I saw these outside a florist on my way over, and I, uh, I thought of you.."

"They're beautiful.." Wanda blushed, carefully taking them from him. "I have a couple of bushes planted at the Bartons, Laura looks after them for me now. When I get a house of my own I'd like to plant some.."

"I have always wanted to plant some, but it didn't seem like a good idea when the children were little.." Vision replied. "The thorns, you know.."

"That's understandable.."

"But now Viv is a teenager, I suppose there's no reason why I couldn't.."

"You should, they're gorgeous.. I'll just put these in water, and then we can go, okay?"

"Of course."

As Wanda hurried off to find a vase, Vision took a brief moment to cast his eyes around her apartment, as it was the first time he had seen it in the light of day. It was tidier than he remembered from their first night together, probably a testament to her improving state of mind, though he had never judged her.

When Wanda returned, she slipped her hand into his, their fingers fitting quite perfectly together.

"Shall we go?" She asked him with a smile.

"Yes" Vision smiled back, a flutter in his heart. "We shall."