AN: Enjoy!


Wanda blushed as Vision kissed her fingers, a flutter in her heart. By now, their plates were almost empty, their lunch coming to an end, but neither one was ready to leave the other's company just yet.

"The park isn't far away from here.." Vision commented, still holding Wanda's hand. "And I don't need to pick Vivian up from Scott's for another few hours. Would you like to go for a walk?

"I would love to" Wanda smiled. She was still blushing, which Vision thought was adorable.

"I'll just go pay.." He stood, reluctantly releasing his grip on Wanda's hand.

"Vizh" Wanda frowned, "You don't always have to pay for me."

"I know, but Today I want to" Vision replied. "Next time we can split the bill.."

"Another next time, hmm?" Wanda smirked.

"Well, if.. if you want.."

"I do."

"Well, that's that then.." Vision headed for the counter. "I'll pay Today, and next time we will split the bill.."


A short while later, Wanda and Vision strolled through the park hand in hand. A There was a slight chill in the wind, but it was otherwise a very pleasant day for late Fall. A few people were out walking their dogs, and the giggles of children on the nearby playground floated through the air.

"This is nice, Vizh" said Wanda, looking around with a smile. "Do you bring Viv here to play?"

"I do" Vision nodded, "And I've worked at a few parties here when the weather is nice."

"That would be fun. Your show for the kids on the Fourth of July was great" Wanda smiled. "I'd like to see another one sometime."

"You would?" Vision blushed. "It's a bit of silly fun, really."

"Silly fun is still fun."

"That's true.." He paused, thinking. "It would be a little unprofessional of me to invite you to one of the private parties, but I'm visiting a children's Hospital next Wednesday. You could come see me then, if you like."

"I'll have to check with work" said Wanda, "But if I'm not rostered on, sure."

They passed an Ice-Cream truck that had set up shop in the park, the vendor trying his luck in the just pleasant enough weather.

"Would you like one?" Vision asked. "It's probably a little too cold for it, but there's just something especially fun about ice-cream from an Ice-Cream Truck."

"I wouldn't know" Wanda replied. "I've never had ice cream from an Ice-Cream Truck before."

"You haven't?" Vision gasped.

"No" Wanda answered with a shrug. "We didn't have them in Sokovia. Once we moved here, Pietro just assumed they were pentru copii.. For kids."

"Oh no, Ice-cream Trucks are for everybody. I am definitely buying you one now.." Vision tightened his grip on Wanda's hand, leading her towards the truck.

"Vision, you.."

"..Don't have to, I know. But I want to." He turned to the Ice-Cream Man, placing a few dollars into his hand. "Two cones with a flake and sprinkles, please."

Once the cones were prepared, Vision handed one to Wanda, who couldn't help licking her lips. It did look good, so she took a bite.

"Mmm!" Her eyes widened. "It's so soft.."

"Soft-serve" said Vision, taking a bite of his own. "It's what most ice-cream trucks sell."

"It is delicios."

Vision found himself blushing once again at the sound of Wanda's accent, but it faded quickly, and the two of them continued their leisurely stroll through the park, eating their ice-creams.

"That was great, Vizh" Wanda smiled at him after she had finished hers. "Thank you."

"You're welcome. Next time we'll try the chocolate-dipped kind, Vivian loves those. Oh, you've got a bit on your chin.." Vision pulled a handkerchief out of his pocket, wiping the offending drop of ice-cream from Wanda's face with a practised ease that came from wiping his daughter's face regularly. But, doing the same thing for a beautiful woman in whom he had a strong romantic interest was a very different situation. He swallowed, suddenly feeling rather awkward. "That.. That's better."

"Thank you.." Wanda's breath caught. The way Vision was looking at her.. It was so similar to the way he had looked at her in her dream. Like she was something special.

In Vision's eyes, Wanda was something special. He'd known Wanda for less than a year, but it was already getting difficult to remember a time before he'd known her, and even more difficult to imagine his life without her in it. While Vision would always be grateful to Virginia for giving him Vivian, their interactions with each other had always been slightly awkward. While they got along reasonably well, they had never fully meshed as a couple, or even really as a family, with Virginia having fallen ill so soon after Viv's birth. But with Wanda, he could see just where she fit, with him, and with Viv.

Wanda could almost see it too.. Almost. If only she could finally silence that little voice in her head that still tried to tell her that she wasn't good enough for him, for them. That Vision and Viv both deserved so much better than her.

They stared at each other for a few moments longer, until the spell was broken again, when Vision felt the melting remains of his own ice-cream trickling over his hand. He hurriedly finished it, cleaned his hand, and reached to hold Wanda's hand once more.

His fingers were slightly sticky, but she didn't mind much.


"I've been meaning to ask" said Vision, as he dropped Wanda home a little while later, "Did you have any plans for Thanksgiving?"

"Thanksgiving? Uh.." Wanda hadn't ever really celebrated, even when Pietro was alive. It had always seemed like an American thing.

"Sometimes we get quite a crowd, but Scott's spending it with Hope's Family, and Clint and Laura are taking the kids to see her parents, so it will just be me, Viv, and Natasha this year.. You're very welcome to join us, but.. if.." He was starting to ramble a little. "..If you already have plans, I completely understa.."

Wanda chuckled and kissed his cheek, halting his adorable ramble.

"I don't have plans."

"You don't?"

"No. I would love to spend Thanksgiving with you. I could even come over early and help cook, if you like."

"Viv would like that" Vision smiled. "She is under the impression that you must be a brilliant cook after you saved our cake."

"I am a brilliant cook" Wanda grinned, just a little smug. "We're on for that Morning then?"

"Of course" He kissed her cheek. "And you'll let me know about the Hospital?"

"I will" She nudged him back out the door. "Now go, or you'll be late picking up Viv."

"See you soon?"

"See you soon."

Wanda watched Vision until he was out of sight. He seemed to have a spring in his step once again. She slipped inside the apartment, a small smile on her face. They had made at least tentative plans for not just one, but two more 'next times'.

Maybe.. Maybe it didn't matter so much that Wanda didn't think she was good enough. Vision thought she was, and one day, his feelings might just rub off on her.