AN: Enjoy! For anyone waiting on an update to my other story, 'Children Of Iron', it's coming. I just wanted to complete the Thanksgiving chapters of this fic before the end of November.


"That was.. actually pretty great" Wanda grinned, as Vision drove her home later. "Seeing the smiles on the kids faces."

"You'll come again next time, then?" Vision asked with a smile. "One of the Nurses asked for the Scarlet Witch especially."

"Of course" Wanda's grin widened. They sure were racking up quite a few 'next time' plans.

"Wonderful.. speaking of the Scarlet Witch, I've been meaning to ask you something."

"Oh? What?"

"I was wondering if I could.. Borrow her, maybe?" Asked Vision, a little sheepish. "See, I'm thinking about getting back into my writing, and like I've said, I always thought The Vision needed a partner.. I'd credit you for creating her, of course."

Wanda thought for a moment, a slight blush colouring her cheeks.

"Bine.. Okay."

"Really?"

"Well.. yeah.. Everyone wants to see themselves as a superhero, right?" Wanda smiled softly, as the car pulled up outside her apartment block. "I trust you with m.. With her. Just let me be the first to read whatever you come up with, okay?"

"Of course" Vision nodded. "Maybe you can do some artwork to accompany it."

"Maybe" Wanda undid her seat belt, getting out of the car. "Before you go, Vizh, what do you usually cook for Thanksgiving? Just so I can get a handle on it."

"Oh, all the usual things.. Turkey, Green bean casserole, Pumpkin pie.. I usually burn the pie" Vision mumbled.

"The usual stuff, and make sure I get there before you burn the pie. Got it" Wanda chuckled, leaning back into the car to kiss his cheek. "Say hi to Miss Vivian for me."

"I will" Vision blushed, being a gentleman and ignoring the fact that Wanda's current position gave him a perfect view down the front of her corset. "Text me when you get in."

"Vision, we are literally right outside my building" Wanda raised an eyebrow. "What could possibly happen?"

"Statistically, you are more likely to run into trouble close to Home" Vision pointed out. "Just humour me, please?"

"Okay.."

"Thank you."

Wanda chuckled, heading inside. Vision waited until a text came through on his phone.

'I am safe inside'.

Vision smiled at the message, then headed home to get his make up off before he needed to collect Viv from Preschool.


In the lead up to Thanksgiving, Wanda found herself studying traditional recipes. She was actually quite a good cook, or at least she had been before Pietro died. Now seemed like the perfect time to reawaken her talent.

She arrived at Vision's house rather early on the morning of the Holiday, armed with tips on baking Pumpkin Pie and making the perfect mashed potatoes.

"Wanda, you're here!" Viv grinned excitedly as she opened the door for her. "Good, now you can make sure Daddy doesn't burn the pie."

"Thank you for the vote of confidence, Vivian" Vision sighed from the kitchen, where he was currently basting the turkey.

"Well, that's what you told Auntie Nat on the phone, Daddy.." Viv replied. "You said Wanda was coming over early to make sure you don't burn the pie."

"I think you and I may have to have a talk about eavesdropping on adult conversations.." Vision mumbled, returning the turkey to the oven.

"I'm sure your Daddy is completely capable of not burning the pie, Miss Vivian" Wanda winked at Viv, who giggled, then headed to the Kitchen. "But I am here to help anyway."

"Happy Thanksgiving, Wanda" Vision smiled at her, blushing slightly.

"Happy Thanksgiving, Vizh.." Wanda kissed his cheek, smiling when his blush deepened. "What do you need me to do?"

"Well, we should probably get the potatoes started soon.. The pie can wait a bit longer."

"Got it" Wanda chuckled.


By the time Natasha arrived later that afternoon, Wanda and Vision were setting the turkey and sides on the table, and the pumpkin pie was baking away in the oven.

"Mmm, everything smells great" Nat sniffed deeply before taking a seat. "And look at you two, so domestic already. It's adorable."

"Uh.. Thank you" Vision pulled Wanda's seat out for her, as both of them blushed, then set about carving the turkey.

"You're welcome" Nat smirked.

Without really thinking about it, Wanda dished a little of each of the sides onto Viv's plate for her, made sure she got the nicest looking slice of the turkey when Vision was done carving, and tucked a napkin under the little girl's chin, behaving very much like the Mother-figure she didn't think herself worthy of being.

"Thank you, Wanda" Viv grinned.

"You're welcome, fata dulce" Wanda gently ruffled Viv's hair.

Vision watched them both fondly. Natasha grinned.


"So, Vision, Wanda" Nat began a short while later, as they were all tucking into their Thanksgiving feast, "How are things going with you two? Cooking a holiday meal together seems pretty serious.. You exclusive yet?"

"Uh.." Wanda blushed.

"W-Well.." Vision sputtered.

"What's 'sclusive' mean?" Vivian asked.

"That they're not going to go out with anyone except each other" Natasha explained.

"Oh" Viv smiled, then looked to Vision. "Daddy, you and Wanda should be 'sclusive."

"We.. We haven't really talked a lot about it" said Vision.

"Well, do either of you want to date anyone else?" Nat asked with a smirk.

"No" Wanda and Vision replied instantly and completely in unison, both turning bright red.

"Then you're exclusive" Nat grinned.

"I suppose we are.." Vision smiled shyly.

"I suppose so too.." Wanda smiled back at him, then stood up. "I'm going to go check on the Pumpkin Pie."

"The timer says another few minutes.." Vision frowned.

"I'm going to check it anyway." Wanda headed into the Kitchen, soon returning and placing a perfectly baked Pumpkin Pie on the table.

"Yay!" Viv cheered, clapping her hands.

"Another few minutes, and that would have started to burn" Wanda kissed Vision's cheek again. Hopefully they could work up to other kisses soon, but for now, this would do.


Natasha left sometime later, after they were all stuffed with turkey and pie. Wanda lingered, helping Vision wash all the dishes, and pack up the leftovers.

"Wanda should stay and watch movies with us" Viv suggested.

"That is a wonderful idea" Vision smiled at his daughter.

"It is" Wanda smiled. "Go choose some, Fata dulce."


In the years that followed, none of them quite remembered which movies they watched, although 101 Dalmatians was in there somewhere.

But they did remember how comfortable they were together, how happy, how at Home they all felt.

Vision with his arm around Wanda, her head on his shoulder. Vivian crawling up and curling across both of their laps.

Days like Thanksgiving were always tiring at Viv's age, especially when so much food was involved, and the little girl eventually fell asleep. Vision hadn't wanted to move right away, so it took him a while before he realised that Wanda had fallen asleep too. She'd risen much earlier than she usually would on a Holiday in order to come over and help him cook.

Very carefully, Vision shifted, so as not to wake Wanda, and stood, carrying Viv to bed. When he returned, he tried to gently rouse Wanda, but to no avail. The beautiful young woman was deeply asleep, and it soon became clear that she wasn't going anywhere Tonight. But, Vision decided, he couldn't possibly let Wanda sleep on the couch. It was much too uncomfortable for a lady.

Vision carefully scooped Wanda into his arms, his heart skipping a beat when she instinctively curled into him, her fingers gripping his shirt. He carried her up to his room, removed her shoes (just her shoes, always the perfect gentleman), and tucked her into bed, pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead.

He watched her sleep, just for a little while longer, rather enchanted. Vision had never seen Wanda so perfectly at peace before. She was one of the most beautiful things he had ever laid eyes on. He double checked that she was warm enough, then headed back out to sleep on the couch himself.

Later, when he was asked, Vision said that was the night he knew he was falling in love.