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Bad Liar ch. 13

Summary: Life is about lessons, and Wanda has been learning some harsh facts that had define her life and taken her to a place in which she was given a second chance. Then, all of a sudden, she meets you, and she realizes why it's easier to lie to yourself than to accpet what's right in front of her.

Pairing: Wanda Maximoff/ Female!reader - America/Kate - Mentions of past Vision/Wanda - past Natasha/Reader - Some Female!Reader/Carol Danvers

Warnings: Slow burn - slightly Enemies to friends to lovers - Mentions of abusive relationships - Toxic relationships - angst - drama - mentions of abuse - idiots in love - homophobia - more tags as the story progress.

Author's note: Reader and Wanda had started building up a life together, Billy and Tommy are getting to terms with the relationshp, and darkness lurks around them without noticing.

Guys I hope you have an amazing Happy New Year! That all your wishes, needs, and dreams become a reality on this 2024.

As always, English is no my mother tongue, so please forgive the grammar, spelling and funny mistakes!

Chapter 1 - Chapter 2 - Chapter 3 - Chapter 4 - Chapter 5 - Chapter 6 - Chapter 7 - Chapter 8 - Chapter 9 - Chapter 10 - Chapter 11 - Chapter 12 - Chapter 13 - Chapter 14 - Chapter 15 - Chapter 16 - Chapter 17 - Chapter 18

Chapter 13

Building up a family

There was not a single sound inside the room.

At some point during the night, Wanda had turned around nuzzling her face on the crook of your neck relaxing into your scent and the warmth your body provided her. The morning had progressed slowly right outside the window, with a heavy snowstorm lashing against the house while the twins slept peacefully on their bed, with you still being out cold to the world.

The young woman mapped out your jawline, down to your ears and your nose, her lips breaking into a soft smile when you crunched up your nose letting out a snore. She chuckled letting her fingertips travelled down your arm to your hips, closing her eyes while enjoying the memory of the night before.

She couldn’t quite shake the taste of your lips, or the softness behind your caresses, or how perfect she fit in your arms. Wanda was not used to the level of attention, or to the loving care in which she was being treated the night before; romance was something she had stopped believing in, never thinking that she deserved to be happy or to be treated with such tenderness. Last night, her soul trembled under your attention, and she wished this would never end.

“Too early to think so much,” you didn't open your eyes, your voice drowsy dragging the words while your hand sneaked inside her tee caressing the skin of her back.

“I can't help it.” Wanda sighed leaning into you, she was about to kiss you when she put a hand on her mouth, her eyes going wide before she jerked around almost leaving the bed.

After such a sudden movement, it was almost impossible for you to be sleepy. You too sat down with your eyes wide open and your heart rate increasing looking around trying to identify the source of such a sudden scared. Wanda put a hand on her mouth, her cheeks completely red while she looked everywhere but at you.

“What happened? Are you okay?” You knitted your brows together, concern flashing in your eyes.

“Yes, I just thought, we woke up and my breath…” as she said this out loud, Wanda winced with her hand firmly in place right in front of her mouth.

You gaped at her, your eyes going from her hand to her eyes then back to her hand before you dropped back in the bed laughing. Wanda huffed never losing her blush while you put a hand on your stomach laughing as if she just said the most amusing joke ever.

“Are you joking?” It was a rhetoric question, by the way she had reacted you knew she had taken this as a serious business. Your eyes twinkle resting on your right side your wandering hand placed on her knee.

“You mean to tell me, after we spent the night together you're not going to greet me with a kiss until you brush your teeth?”

Wanda stiffened her eyes lowering to your hand, she bit her lower lip while dropping the hand on her mouth.

“No?” She could see her resolution crumbling under your intense stare.

You raised an eyebrow lifting your weight on one arm before grabbing her by the pj's short and pulling her to you. Without meaning to, Wanda let out a whimper her hands soon falling on your shoulders which made you lose your equilibrium falling back on the bed with Wanda on top of you. You smirked kissing her back pressing her body to yours, the bad breath totally forgotten and Wanda completely enchanted by the kiss.

Everything was perfect, her lips against yours and the trembling of her hands exploring your arms and the sides of your body. Her weight on yours accommodating to this new position. Wanda cupped your face deepening the kiss, your tongue brushing against hers teasingly…

“Mommy?”

The knock on the door accompanied by the soft voice of a boy stopped the kiss. Wanda was completely flustered with a hint of disbelief in her eyes and her hands still on your face. You and her were breathing hard, unable to look away from one another; there was a hint of regret in Wanda's eyes when another knock on her door shook her away from you. You merely smiled sitting up while pecking her in the lips.

“Mom?”

The door opened revealing Tommy right in front of his mother's room, he was holding a blue blanket with sleep still visible on his eyes and a big yawn a sign that he had just woken up. His eyes took into his mother's form and then went to the figure behind her, his head tilting with curiosity just as a tiny smile show on his lips.

“Hi, Y/N.”

“Hey, Tommy, are you okay?” You stepped past Wanda kneeling down in front of Tommy, the boy nodded still trying to process your precense in his mother's room.

“I'm hungry.”

“You and me, pal.” You picked him up in your arms turning to Wanda who was still flustered thinking about the kiss.

You glanced into those green eyes, your features softening as they glance reassuringly to the other woman.

“What do you say if we make pancakes, eggs, toasts and orange juice while mommy goes to see how Billy is doing?”

“Okay.” Tommy agreed brightly leaning forward until his head was resting in your shoulder.

“Thank you, I will be down as soon as I can to help…” Wanda trailed off almost stepping back when you close the distance between the both of you, she lifted her face parting her lips ready for another kiss but you brushed your lips on her forehead.

“Take your time, Wands, Tommy and I have breakfast covered and Billy needs your attention.” You then winked at her, your hand sliding slowly down her arm, grabbing her hand while squeezing tenderly. “You can even wash your mouth… You know? For the bad breath you were so worried about a moment ago.”

“You're impossible.” Wanda replied covering her face to hide the blush forming there.

You chuckled turning around and leaving Wanda dumbstruck to the spot, Tommy frowned but soon his expression changed when you asked him Billy's favorite fruit for his pancakes. Wanda lift her hand to her lips, her fingers caressing the skin with a feather like touch, her eyes closing to make the memory more vivid in her mind. She had kissed you. She kissed a woman. She spent the night with a woman, and now that woman was making her weak on her knees with her heart almost leaving her chest. Wanda smiled wrapping her arms around herself before making her way to the twin's room.

She was finally feeling the happiness she always thought was not for her.

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The house was silent.

Your keys fell on the bowl resting on the table beside the door. You could see America's keys there as well indicating your sister had already arrived with firm strides you made your way back to the kitchen only to find her sitting on the counter chairs eating ice cream while playing with her phone. She lifted her eyes as soon as you enter the kitchen, the smile on her face told you everything you needed to know about the night before. You sat beside her, your own lips curling into a content smile she only questioned by lifting her brow at you.

“Good night?” America followed you with her eyes, you could tell she was holding back her smirk and the obvious curiosity to know what you did.

You poured some water in a glass while grabbing the coffee maker to prepare a cup of coffee while still trying to hold onto the memories of the night before. You sat down remaining impassive for a moment, America snorted playing with the spoon full of ice cream.

“That good, eh?” America chuckled enjoying the flush on your cheeks, you leaned forward placing your arms on the table with your eyes wandering around.

“Nothing happened,” your fingers played with the mug, drawing circles around the edges before you turned the tables on your sister, “how about your night? Any good?”

America faltered briefly, shifting on the stool while shrugging nonchalantly. You chuckled taking a sip from your coffee.

“That good, eh?”

America offered a single smile but nothing else was said, silence soon filled your kitchen and it was a moment in which both of you found yourself thinking of the night before. You made your way to the coffee maker serving another cup of coffee while nodding towards America.

“Come on, kiddo, I think we need to talk.”

America sighed grabbing the bucket of ice cream and following you to the basement. The sound of the TV soon echoed through the room while the action sequence played in front of you, you sat down placing your phone on the table leaning against the chair while setting your eyes on America.

“You want me to start?” America huffed taking another spoon full of ice cream.

“Come on, you have been pinning after Kate far longer than me pinning over Wanda, so spill.”

America arranged her position on the chair and soon her mouth opened to start narrating the events of the night before. You could see the happiness radiating off of her, the softness in her voice when talking about Kate and how the night went on and on until she took Kate back home with the promise of a date the next day. America didn't stop on the kiss, but you could see how deeply affected she was by the kiss, she treasured every moment, and you couldn't help but smile at her happiness.

“We are going out today, you know? Nothing fancy, just a movie and ice cream,” America cocked her head biting her lower lip thoughtfully, “I think we are just going to take it slowly.”

“How mature.” You teased narrowing your eyes at the flush on your sister's cheeks, there was something else she was not saying and you waited for a moment before speaking.

“You're still afraid, aren't you?”

America winced, looking away, “she is my best friend, we know everything about each other, I'm just afraid we will get bored so fast that…what if it doesn't work?”

She hadn't said this to anyone, her friends were so invested in Team America/Kate that even though they had contemplated the possibility of the future, none of them understood the root of America's fear. She had been in love with Kate the best part of her childhood and teen years, but being in a relationship with someone was far more complicated than love. America lifted her eyes, finding yours easily, and then something inside your head clicked.

You and Shuri had been best friends, you had danced around one another until one day you just couldn't take any longer and kissed her. Your relationship with Shuri had been a rocky one, friendship and love mixed up and there were moments in which you didn't know if it was worth breaking up a friendship for having a romantic relationship with Shuri. But you risked it all,the good and the bad, the multiple breakups and the multiple reconciliations.

“You're not me, America, and Kate is not Shuri.” You stated firmly. “Your story is different from mine,and as such, you should live it. Take your time, get to know a part of Kate no one has met so far, one day at a time, kiddo and the answers will come on their own.”

America smiled hugging you tightly, she knew she could count on you and your words. It had been so long since they sat like this to discuss their lives, America really missed you in ways she never thought possible. America knew that changes were inevitable and the both of you were going through a moment in your lives that seemed to define the future you would share.

The sound of an explosion called your attention, the world crumbling on the TV. America turned to the TV as well, waiting for you to start talking.

“We kissed.”

It was a simple confession, you furrowed your brows thinking about the kisses you shared with Wanda, the warmth from her body, the sight of her smile. Your heart fluttered inside your heart,a glimpse of hope shining in your eyes, something that didn't go amiss from your sister.

“How was it?”

You chuckled, dropping your head before resting it on the back of the sofa.

“It was soft,” you chewed on your lower lip before turning to look at America grinning at you, “I mean, I'm used to the passion, you know? Like this wild meeting of lips and the need…but with her it was…soft.”

America lifted an eyebrow, she could see the kiss had shaken something inside you. You fixed your position on the sofa, sitting with your legs crossed as you continued.

“I am the first woman she is with, and we also are taking things slowly.”

“Slowly?” America furrowed her brows, a teasing tone leaving her words. “But you spent the night with her.”

“Well, yeah,but we just slept, nothing else.”

“You slept? Like falling asleep?”

You rolled your eyes, America snorted lifting her arms with a disbelief stare corssing her eyes.

“Just sleep.”

“Shut up.” You threw a pillow to her,America chuckled, grabbing the pillow and pressing it against her body. “We just slept, I made her breakfast, helpedwith the twins and then came here to get a shower and a change of clothes.”

“You really like her.” America declared with a sigh.

“I do.”

“Doesn't it scare you that she has children and we'll…”

“Yes, it scares the hell out of me. I know that in a way I'm playing with fire.” You dropped your eyes frowning. “I know that at some point she may said I am not what she wants or needs…god, she could even go back to her husband or find a man…”

“No, she won't.” It was the resolute tone America used what made you looked at her with a scowl.

America's lips draw in a thin line, her brown eyes gleaming dangerously while her fist clenched tightly.

“She won't go back to him, and she won't go back to anybody,Y/N.” America held your eyes for a while before shaking her head.

“What do you know?” You narrowed your eyes waiting for an explanation but America just shrugged.

“Just that you are the best thing that has happened to her and those kids, and that it may take some time but I know Professor Maximoff likes you more than she dares to admit.”

“So I take it, you approve of her?” it was supposed to be a teasing comment, but a part of you waited for the real answer.

America snorted but it was not necessary to say anything at all, it was quite obvious she approved of Wanda as much as you approved of Kate. Yet, there was a part inside America that feared for you, it was strange, but something had been bothering her for quite some time. She was afraid you would get hurt, that this newfound relationship didn't end up the way you wanted it to.

“What are you going to do today?” America could guess the answer, but she was curious either way.

You shrugged resting your head on the back of the sofa.

“Billy is still sick, so I think I will spend the afternoon with them.” You pointed to America then back at you. “but right now, I was hoping I could spend some time with you. What do you say if we take a bath and then cook something for lunch?”

“That sounds good, I'm dying to get your meat rolls and some smashed potatoes.”

You chuckled standing up, you wiggled your eyebrows grabbing your sister's hand in yours.

“Then, let's go, kiddo.”

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The room was comfortably warm, you had made the chocolate with marshmallows and Wanda had arranged the living room for her children to be comfortable enough for movie night.

The day had been strange, yet it was everything you and her were hoping for.

After spending most of the morning and midday with America you got to Wanda's place ready to help her out with the twins and spent a nice afternoon with her. The boys had been happy, with Billy feeling a little better and wanting to be completely healthy for Christmas.

With the Winter holidays ready to be enjoyed, Billy and Tommy were eagerly helping Wanda decorated their home while pouting for the lack of Christmas tree.

It was not something you gave much thought to, in all honestly Christmas was not a festivity that your family paid attention to. Of course, this was unthinkable in the Maximoff household, so Wanda and the twins decided to teach you about Christmas by selecting a couple of movies you were sure to enjoy.

“I can't believe you don't celebrate Christmas.” Wanda was fixing the mugs on a tray, selecting the smallest marshmallows.

You rolled your eyes smiling, “it was not a huge holiday for us, decorations and trees and everything else was not something we did.”

“Any reason at all?” Wanda asked curiously, you shrugged helping her out with the chocolate.

“Not really, my dad was not the religious kind, and while I always received gifts on Christmas Eve well…He and mom enjoyed taking us out to see the lights and decorations everywhere instead of staying home.” You tilted your head in contemplation, “you know? Sometimes we were not at home, so I guess they didn't thought it make sense to decorate if we were not going to be there to enjoy.”

Wanda placed her hands on the counter, her brows knitted together while she mused over your words. She could see the topic was not something you feel entirely comfortable with, but there was nothing but honesty behind your words. With a surge of courage running through her veins she made her way to you. You tilted your head placing your hands around her waist while she placed hers on the back of your neck pressing her body closer to yours.

“Well, we do like to celebrate Christmas here, so as long as you are…” here Wanda trailed off, her face completely red while her eyes locked warmly with yours, “as long as you are here, I will make sure you get the spirit of Christmas decorations.”

You chuckled closing the space between the both of you, you drank in the soft sigh leaving Wanda's lips while her fingers played with he baby hair at the nape of your neck.

“I think you are a little late for decorations, then.” You whispered against her lips. “Christmas is a week away.”

“Hence, movie night.” Wanda explained nuzzling her nose against yours, she closed her eyes softly with a tiny smile decorating her features. “We could always try it out next week, and invite Kate and America over.”

“Now, that would be fantastic.” You pulled Wanda towards you teasing her with a brush of your lips, your fingers tracing circles on her skin, your hands finding a spot under her sweater.

“I can't…”

“Mom!”

Wanda jumped out of your arms so fast she crashed against the closest wall hitting her head. You hit your back against the counter while Tommy and Billy stood innocently at the entrance of the kitchen, both boys frowned confusedly while Wanda massaged the back of her head and you stood frozen on the spot.

“Tommy!” Wanda rushed to them trying to hide her blush and the guiltiness shinning in her eyes.

“Mom, can we have the chocolate now?” Tommy asked glancing at the mugs.

“I want to see the movie,” Billy pouted narrowing his eyes at you before turning to Wanda, “you're too slow.”

You chuckled behind Wanda hearing the sputtering and the stutter of an explanation before you clapped your hands. Wanda closed her eyes mortified when she felt your hand on her lower back her body reacting to your touch by leaning in.

“We're sorry, guys. Mommy,” you started leaning closer to Wanda who shiver under your voice, “was explaining to me how you guys used to decorate and we were talking about getting some decorations for Christmas next week.”

Billy and Tommy lit up at this, they turned to you the to Wanda. The excitement was quite evident, and you could tell for the kids this time of the year was really important.

“Really, mom? Can we make the tree and… And the socks?” Billy asked smiling.

“Yes, of course, baby.” Wanda softened hearing the excited chatter of her boys as they went back to their spots on the living room.

A shadow of the past crossed Wanda's face for a moment, you approached her placing two fingers under her chin tenderly.

“Hey, are you okay?”

She nodded though her face never changed, and the shadows turned into a souless stare. You cupped her cheek leaning over while placing a kiss on her forehead.

“Christmas was a time of joy, and gifts for them.” Wanda mumbled shivering under the weight of her memories.

“Was it?” You asked, and Wanda let out a bitter smile.

“It was the only time he was nice with them.”

You didn't need to ask who she was referring to, your face hardened and Wanda could see the subtly change in you stance. She leaned in placing a kiss on your lips.

“It's just a bad memory.” She whispered trying to shake away those thoughts, you stopped her putting her closer to you.

“Was he…” the question was at the tip of your tongue, Wanda looked away.

“I'm divorcing him, Y/N, he is no longer part mine or my children's life.”

Wanda said this with a conviction that surprised you, the young woman was looking g resolute and she was easing out your worries as much as she was comforting herself with the reality she was living at the moment. You were curious about the whole business, but seeing how Wanda was shaken out by the conversation you decided there would be time for that conversation at another time.

“Then let's make you and the twins happy, shall we?”

Wanda broke into an easy smile, nodding while you went for the tray and got the chocolate mugs in there. Soon the four of you were sitting on the sofa and the chairs watching one of the Christmas movies selected by the twins.

You heard the excited chatter coming from Billy and Tommy that decided to explain the movie to you while laughing. At some point during the afternoon, Wanda found a spot between your legs resting her back against your chesther head falling comfortably on your shoulder snuggling closer into your embrace while answering her children's questions. You nuzzled her hair and face, your eyes falling from time to time on the little forms of the twins that took this sudden changed as something familiar. Only Billy would gave you a light glare from time to time, only to be eased out by his brother and his mom.

Wanda fluttered her eyes open, the screen was showing the options for the movie you just watched. The room was silent, with Billy and Tommy snuggled up on the sofa fast asleep. The young woman stirred letting out a sight when she felt your hands wrapping protectively around her mid section.

When Wanda tilted her head up she could see you were asleep. Your mouth slightly open in a position that would certainly give you beckpain at some point.

“Hey, love,” Wanda caressed your face trying to wake you up, the loving term leaving her lips without her notice, “love, time to wake up, you're going to hurt your neck.”

You groaned wrapping your arms around her, she yelped falling right on top of you while you grunted opening your eyes to see Wanda completely red in the face with her body pressed against yours.

“What time is it?”

“Time to wake up and let me up?” Wanda struggled pressing her hands on your shoulders ready to stand up, you chuckled helping her up while following soon after.

“God, my neck.”

Wanda chucked, turning off the TV, she hesitated before standing behind you and allowing sweet messages on your shoulders up to your neck.

“You fell asleep in a very uncomfortable position,” Wanda leaned to the side, her eyes drifting from you back to the twins.

“But it was worth it if I got a chance to sleep with you.” You turned all of a sudden letting your arms sneak around the woman's midsection bringing your lips to hers.

Wanda gasped giving into the kiss until she remembered her sons sleeping so close by. She was still trembling, gaze glazed over while her lips couldn't stop the smile from decorating her features. You returned the gesture, but understanding her hesitation you stepped back.

“I'm sorry, they…”

You nodded, “I know, and I understand. Let me help you put them to bed and I'll be out.”

You turned around surprised at the fingertips caressing the back of your hand. Wanda stood there, biting her lower lip with her brows knitted together.

“Are you leaving so soon? I'm still trying to figure out some things, Billy and Tommy…”

Her words surprised you even more, you tilted your head turning to face Wanda hearing her explanations, the nervous tapping of her fingers while the doubt filling up her eyes. You knew even though the boys had seen you that morning in Wanda's bedroom, and they had known something was up, they were still in the dark about their mother entering a new relationship, trying to navigate strange waters. And Wanda found herself torn in pieces because of this, because of her need to want to be with you, or the fluttering of her heart when she kissed you. She was just trying to live the day by day while also holding onto you, and it was scary and messy.

You let your body relax, your lips breaking into a half smile.

“Wands, if you want, I can stay,” you kept your distance but never let go of her hand, “I know you need to talk to them, and that for now it would be better if they don't catch us, and I can wait.”

“Why?” The question left Wanda before she could stop it, you sighed snorting while shrugging your shoulders.

“I just think you are worth the wait, and wouldn't it be amazing to discover how amazing we could be together? As a family?”

Wanda didn't have any words after such a declaration, but you stopped whatever she could say was stopped by you leaning in to kiss her cheek.

“You, Billy, Tommy America and I…I just think, how crazy would it be if everything fits in the end?” You leaned back winking at Wanda. “So, I'm willing to wait and to try.”

Wanda pressed her lips together, her heart fluttering in her chest while her soul melted under your words. Wanda was certain that never before had she experienced the overwhelming emotions you woke in her. For the very first time she felt safe, and she even dared to say loved: and this new experience scared her, but excited her all the same. Whatever happened, Wanda Maximoff knew that you were already taking a special spot in her heart, and it would be a matter of time for Wanda to give in and fall in love with you.

“You can help me with Tommy and I take care of Billy.” Wanda said as an answer to your words, you nodded happily leading the way to where the twins were fast asleep.

In the end, both of you decided that the best option was for you to go back home. America was waiting for you, and you had spent so much time out that you had missed the time alone with your sister a of late. Wanda for her part was also exited about the random invitation she had received from Natasha and Maria to spend Sunday with them; the new friendships she had started building were something Wanda was dying to cultivate and thus, the decision was easy just like that.

The goodbye came along with a kiss, and Wanda linger in your embrace long enough to offer you the sweetest of smiles that you treasured that night just before going to sleep.

The future look brighter, and the new year approaching offered just the best of possibilities to you and her. What could possibly go wrong?

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He remembered the first time his eyes fell upon Wanda Maximoff.

She was standing in the shadows during one of the meetings his father held at home to gather some business partners. Jarvis had always been taught the right ways to make business, and his father had set his eyes on a recently arrived man from Sokovia that brough great money and new opportunities to get connections.

She was shy, quiet, and almost invisible standing behind her mother while letting her green eyes wandered around the room. Jarvis felt attracted to her, and the moment he started speaking to her he found himself drawn to the girl.

It was easy to path the way to her and actually get what he wanted.

His father was happy to make the deal, and her father was happier knowing he not only got himself a pretty sweet deal but someone to take his daughter off of his hands. His attention to the oldest sibling, Pietro, who had a brilliant future as a sports prodigy.

As time passed by, Jarvis knew he had a long road ahead of himself, trying to shake off the idea of studying and having a job inside Wanda’s mind was not easier, more so if her mother encouraged her to be one of those filthy harlots that thought themselves above men. But Jarvis had been taught patience, and he waited while working on Wanda getting her away from her mother first, then her brother…

And then, something magical, something amazing and beautiful happened.

Pietro and his mother died.

An unfortunate accident, but enough to finally get Wanda under his full control.

Jarvis tried to really get Wanda into the right path, to be the loving and just husband she didn’t deserved, but the young woman had always been stubborn and quite impossible. He had taught her the hard way, the soft way, how she should behave and while it did work for a while, well…Jarvis thought having brats would make it easier but if anything, it made her impossible to deal with.

Even in sex, Wanda was not even good at, and having to go with someone that struggled far too much lost its charm after a while.

Still, Wanda was his.

He had the paperwork that placed her under his property, under his name, and thus the woman and those children were his.

The beep coming from the computer broke his concentration, Jarvis lifted his eyes to see the files had finally been transfer to the USB he brought with him. He smirked. This company had enough material that he could sell in the black market, but he already had a couple of buyers that were trying to get their hands on nanotechnology and biotechnology for military applications.

Jarvis would be more than happy to have the change to destroy Y/N Y/L/N.

The memory of your filthy hands on Wanda, of her behaving like a slut clinging to you while kissing you. Jarvis clenched his fists closed; he knew Wanda was broken. H thought he had forced that sin out of her after so many nights together, after breeding her…but of course, once rotten…

Jarvis took a deep breath.

He had everything planned out already, it was a matter of time.

One more week, and he would be able to not only destroy you and your company, but also get what was his under his control once more.

He smirked, the bluish light coming from the computer reflecting on his face; one more week, and he would have his family with him once more, and then everything would be over.

The light disappeared leaving the room in complete darkness, Jarvis stood up and left the office humming to himself a familiar song while his fingertips tapped fast on the screen of his phone.

I have the files, there is only one more set of blueprints and this will be over. Do you have something for me?

They’re visiting Santa at the mall. She is not alone, of course, it seems her lover is everything you are not.

Jarvis narrowed his eyes, almost broking the phone and losing his footing when Agatha sent over a picture of Wanda and the twins, right beside her smiling face was Y/N standing contently with her hands on her waist. Jarvis scowled shaking his head while returning to the keypad.

Find out when would be the best time for me to pay them a visit, Agatha. I would like nothing more than to give my wife and my children a visit they won’t forget.

I will, don’t worry. But I expect my reward once I’m home…I can barely wait to have you inside me…

Jarvis chuckled darkly closing the phone and entering the lift.

He smirked once more, though his face was a mask of pure rage.

Soon.

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Christmas Eve was just three days away.

Wanda and Kate had made it their task to bring over the joy of the season by taking you and America down to the mall to get some decorations while also picking up a tree. The last week had been strange to say the least; you and Wanda started getting closer while also spending time with your family and friends. It was strange, at first.

You longed to be beside Wanda, to perhaps grab her hand in yours and take her on dates and spend the nights with her. You yearned for Wanda, and whenever you two were alone you could tell the other woman felt the same. But there was something stopping you and her.

It was not that difficult to discover what it was, Wanda was not only afraid of the relationship but also about her children’s reaction and you being a woman. For her it was quite evident everything was new, and while sometimes you wished it was easier, you were quite ready to wait for her.

So, for the best part of the week you two had spent some quality time with friends and family, and just give one another a couple of minutes or hours at night to just talk and continue with the routine you had stablished before Winter break.

“I think we can get the tree from the emporium right around the corner from Olympia.” Kate put a hand on her chin, her eyes narrowed while she counted her options out loud.

Wanda grabbed some lights nodding in agreement, her brows knitting together while facing Kate.

“I didn’t know there was one nearby.”

“Oh, you know? It’s only for the season, usually they have a parking lot there.” Kate grinned when her eyes caught sight of America, Billy, Tommy and Y/N walking towards them.

“So, Professor…”

“Wanda, please, we’re not in school at the moment, Kate.” Wanda offered a half smile to the young woman who smiled pleased.

“Well, Wanda, you and Y/N,” Wanda tensed lightly her smile dropping into a nervous grimace, “are you guys dating or something?”

Wanda grabbed a couple of lights, turning to the group before facing Kate.

“I think we are trying yes, are you dating America?”

“Finally! God, those two are almost impossible to get, but once you do, they can be the best thing that had happened to you.” Kate then stepped forward leaving a thoughtful Wanda behind.

America lifted her hands, both of them carrying two ice cream cones.

“I think I got the right flavour, but if I did not you can have mine.” America blushed hard when Kate came over to kiss her hard on the lips before taking one of the cones.

“Don’t worry, baby, whatever you choose I bet I would love it.”

Billy and Tommy made faces, putting their hands on their mouths to cover the giggles. Kate smirked satisfied at leaving her girlfriend dumbstruck, you rolled your eyes extending the cup to Wanda.

“I got you Jazmin tea, honey, no milk, right?” You offered the other woman a teasing smile, Wanda grabbed the cup letting her fingertips brushed against yours.

“Thank you, that’s perfect.”

America and Kate watched the interaction a little confused, though Tommy and Billy had also paid close attention to what was happening. Billy frowned crossing his arms while never taking his eyes off of you. Wanda bit her lower lip and then, all of a sudden, leaned in to kiss your cheek.

“Thank you.” She repeated, you grinned at her winking the moment however was broken by Billy who decided to get in the way pushing you away while standing in front of his mom.

“Mom! I wanna go home!” Billy stomped his foot down glaring at Wanda then at you crossing his arms while pouting.

You could tell Wanda was really shocked by this reaction, but in all fairness, you had guessed this would happen sooner or later. It had been not a secret for the best part of the week, that Billy Maximoff did not seem overly found of the closeness you shared with his mom. You had decided to not get in the way on how Wanda talked to her children, and you knew this conversation was something they should deal with but you couldn’t help it when you saw the hurt crossed Wanda’s eyes at the outburst and the glare Billy was sending her way.

“Hey, Billy, what do you say if we go see Santa and…”

“SANTA DOESN’T EXIT! YOU…YOU DOOFUS!”

“Billy!”

Billy opened his eyes wide shocked at his scream, Tommy stepped back hiding himself behind America and Wanda just stood there frozen. Billy’s lower lip quivered and he just took off down the hall towards the exit of the shop.

Wanda lifted her eyes at you, and you nodded to her.

“Go, I’ll stay with Tommy.”

Wanda went after her son without looking back, her heart hammering against her chest at the sudden flashback she got from those times Vision would scream at her and the twins. Tommy shifted glancing back at his mom, before going to you and hugging you tightly.

“You’re not a doofus, Y/N.” You knelt ruffling Tommy’s hair.

“I know, Tommy, don’t’ worry.” You softened lightly when you realized this outburst had affected greatly the other boy.

“Santa is not real, but that’s okay…” Tommy shrugged hugging you tightly. “You’re the best gift mommy could have.”

You frowned though you returned the hug, America and Kate glanced at one another wincing when you sent an inquisitive stare their way.

“Thank you, Tommy.” You leaned back tilting your head, “what do you say if we go to Santa either way? I’m pretty sure that out there, somewhere, the real Santa can hear you out and perhaps we can ask for a nice gift for Christmas.”

Tommy crunched up his nose, his eyes narrowed before he shrugged nodding.

“Okay.”

You chuckled grabbing his hand in yours, “then, Kate, America lead the way, we’re going to see Santa!”

*****

Wanda caught up with Billy just right around the corner leading to the bathroom.

Billy was sobbing pressing his arm on his face, the tears rolling down his cheeks hiccupping. Wanda dropped to her knees, her own tears glistening in her eyes. She didn’t know what the scene was about, but she knew there was something bothering Billy greatly, and his reaction had scared him as much as it had scared Wanda.

“Billy?” She asked tentatively, a hand placing itself on his shoulder.

Wanda gasped almost falling over when Billy wrapped his arms around her crying against her shoulder. It broke her heart to see just how hurt he was, how much he was feeling at the moment without being completely sure as to why he was experimenting those emotions. The young woman picked him up in her arms and took him inside the hall leading to the restrooms, never stopping the waved of comforting words from leaving her lips.

The bathroom was empty, Wanda took Billy to the counter sitting him down while going over for some paper towels to clean him up.

The boy was sulking, his arms crossed while the tears rolled down his cheeks, some snot coming out that he kept sniffling. Wanda couldn't keep the frown off her face, she was still wondering what had actually happened to make her son react in such a way. Wanda hated how alike Vision he had been at that moment, and watching him right now only made Wanda think that she wasn't the only one in need of therapy.

“Let me clean this up,” she smiled, drying the tears tenderly, her own eyes gleaming with unshed tears, “and here, you can blow your nose.”

Billy winced, dropping his stare when Wanda poked his nose. The young woman sighed, she opened the tap washing her hands while taking a couple of paper towels to the water. She lifted Billy's face, never missing the chance to smile reassuringly to her son.

“Now, you want to tell me what happened?”

Her words were soothing, more like a concern inquiry than a reproach. Billy winced, his lips quivering just as he tightened the hold of his arms around himself. Wanda didn't press the matter, making sure to freshen up Billy's face while cleaning him softly.

“Is it me? Perhaps, Tommy?” Wanda kept her questions casual, as if she was just naming people as they came in her mind. “America? Or, Y/N?”

The boy tensed, lifting his face to glance at Wanda in the eye. Wanda could feel her heart shattering, a revolting emotion twisting her stomach as her son looked away pouting.

“You don't… You don't like her?”

She held her breath waiting for an answer. Her heart fluttered with Hope to get a negative answer from her son; when she left Vision she promised herself to put her children first and her own needs, fears and wants, on the background. She would never submit her children to an abusive relationship, or to someone that might hurt them or might make them feel uncomfortable. That was the reason she had held back with you, she knew what she was feeling with you was something she had yearn but her children came first. And she loved you even more for understanding.

“I don't want mommy and Tommy hurt.” Billy whispered, dropping his arms down, he lowered his face sniffling some more.

“Oh, baby,” Wanda hugged him tightly, and after a moment of hesitation Billy hugged her back, “I would never let anyone hurt me or you or Tommy ever again.”

She leaned back offering a soft smile, her eyes seeking out those of Billy.

“You and Tommy are my main concern, if you think Y/N is hurting me…”

Billy shook his head frowning, he opened his mouth before closing it again. Wanda waited until the young boy spoke.

“You were happy with daddy.” He mumbled, Wanda's blood ran cold and she tried to hold back her expressions thinking how to continue with the conversation.

“Do you miss daddy?” Wanda winced at the last word, Billy scrunched up his nose shaking his head.

“No! Daddy hurt you and Tommy and me! But he made you happy and then…”

Wanda knew right there and then that her children had seen enough to take upon their shoulders a responsibility that was not theirs. She knew they had heard them, she knew at some point they had seen Vision hurting her as much as they had heard the words and insults he screamed at her; but Wanda thought, quite naively, that her children had not been completely aware of this.

Now that she was at the gates of a new relationship, of finding someone nice and loving and someone she was dying to give a chance to, their fears of history repeating itself came into play.

“Do you think Y/N is capable of hurting me or you or your brother?”

Billy opened his eyes at such a question, and his first instinct was to shake his head until he just stopped and shrugged. If he were to contemplate the last couple of days and weeks, he would have to say no. She had taken care of Tommy when he was sick, and she made Wanda smile, she made Wanda laugh and relax and be so happy that Billy had been bothered about it at some point. He had been waiting for the screams, and the punches, and the tears…but they never came, and then…today, mommy had kissed Y/N and Billy had been afraid. What if they kiss and then everything changes? Billy had seen how daddy kissed mommy and then he would start teaching her a lesson; how they had been a happy family only to go back home and be afraid all over again.

But you…

“No.” Billy answered softly, then he shrugged. “I don’t know.”

“Oh, Billy, I know that we have had a rough experience before,” Wanda reasoned, cupping her child’s face in her hands, “that won’t happen ever again, I promise.”

Billy nodded believing her words, he chewed on his lip before asking in the same soft voice.

“Do you like Y/N?” Billy gauged his mother’s expression, his words piling up in his mouth, “Balder said you like her and that soon you will kiss like Kate and America, and that will be so gross, but it’s what mommys and daddys do when they love each other but you will be a mommy and Y/N would be a step-mother, and we have to make sure she is not like Cinderella or Snow White’s step-mother…”

Wanda stood there gaping at her son, her cheeks tingling with the blush forming around her face while her heart skipped several beats at such detailed explanation. She certainly needed to have a serious conversation with Loki and Balder’s education. Billy sat there narrowing his eyes at his mom waiting for an answer that Wanda was trying to organise internally.

“Okay, I…I like her, Billy, and I like her a lot.” Wanda started measuring her words to make sure Billy understood, the boy tilted his head with his eyes gleaming strangely at her, “she makes me happy, and we decide to just see what happens, but for now she is just…”

Wanda trailed off not knowing how to put into words what she wanted to convey, Billy furrowed his brows helping his mother who was having some difficulty in talking.

“Girlfriend? Like Kate and America?” Wanda closed her eyes, mortified, before nodding.

“Yes, she is not…I mean, stepmother is such a strong word, right now I just…” Wanda let out a heavy sigh placing her hand on top of Billy’s head. “Do you like her?”

Billy pressed his lips together; it took him a minute to answer but when he did a weight lifted from Wanda’s shoulders.

“I do. She makes you so happy.” Billy then threw himself into Wanda’s arms, “I love you, mommy, I’m sorry I screamed at you.”

“It’s okay, baby, everything is going to be fine.”

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The line to meet with Santa was a long one.

You lifted your face to see Wanda coming closer, Billy holding her hand tightly while smiling at her. Wanda sensed your eyes on her, she lifted her face and soon found the comfort of your stare on her; you raised a brow in a silent question the other woman understood perfectly, she nodded and Billy furrowing his brows followed the line of vision of his mom to you. He hesitated but soon went to Tommy hugging him tightly.

“Are you alright?” You kept your distance, though your tone of voice dripped with concern that Wanda found endearing.

“I am.” She then stepped closer wrapping her arms around you, her body relaxed when you returned the hug though you couldn’t keep away the confusion of this sudden reaction.

America centred her attention on the twins, Billy was still serious but Tommy was smiling happily while dragging his brother away with the stories he just heard from you about Santa and his secret allies that helped him make wishes come true.

“It seems everything is alright now.” Kate whispered, America shrugged turning to where you and Wanda were still pretty closed.

“Seems that way.” Kate pecked her on the nose winking at her.

“Come, I think they need an alone time and we can watch over the twins.”

You closed your eyes for a moment, the weight of Wanda in your arms soothing whatever worries you had sewn the moment she went after Billy. It was a moment of only the both of you, with the laughter and conversation of people happening around, she leaned back offering you the most beautiful smile she could put on at the moment.

“Everything alright?” You asked brushing her hair out of her face, she nodded leaning in to place a peck on your lips.

This made you opened your eyes, you glanced at the twins then back at her, but Wanda didn’t move an inch away from you nor did she shy away from the kiss.

“Everything alright.” Wanda offered you a pearly smile, her eyes dropping to your lips then back to your eyes. “What do you say if we go get that tree and, if you’re not averse to the idea, we can decorate your home? I mean, I don’t want to pretend…”

“I would love to spend Christmas with you, and the twins.” You returned the smile, tilting your head you could see everyone discussing right at the end of the line. “So, they really don’t’ believe in Santa?”

Wanda winced shrugging, “their father…he beat it out of them.”

She was afraid of looking into your face, and when she did she could see the silent anger going through your expression. The change in your eyes, and the tension building up in your muscles your jawline clenched tightly and your hold on her tightened into a protective stance.

“He…He beat it out?” Your voice was cold, and it sent a shiver of fear down Wanda’s back.

She stepped back not liking the sensation, she merely nodded and you took a deep breath to tried and keep under control your emotions. You stepped closer to her, tilting your head to capture her eyes in yours.

“Did he do something else?”

Wanda offered a bitter smile, her arms around herself and you knew your reaction was not the best to reassure her about your feelings for her or the information she shared with you. You let out a heavy sigh, putting a hand on your head before relaxing your expression.

“A lot of things but, it’s not important now,” Wanda hoped this could at least give you some light of what she had lived before, on why her children had been so introvert at the beginning and why Billy was so overprotective of her and Tommy.

You opened your mouth but didn’t know what to say, the words did not come as easily as you expect them to. Wanda waited for a reaction, for you to say that you couldn’t continue with the relationship, or that you really didn’t want to get into something so mess up. What was worse, she was waiting for you to ask for details, to feed on the stories of a past she wanted to forget.

She closed her eyes melting under the kiss you pressed on her forehead.

“Whenever you are ready,” your lips lingered for just a couple of minutes more, “I know it may not be a lot but, I won’t let anything bad happen to you, to Billy and Tommy.”

“I know.” Wanda whispered back grabbing your hand and squeezing comfortingly, “now, about that tree and that Christmas decorations…”

You chuckled winking at her, “okay then, let’s go!”

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The last couple of days had been a complete rollercoaster for you and America.

It had been so long since the both of you enjoyed the family festivities you had almost forgotten about the family and friends you two had out there. Stephen and Christine had prepared a little gathering for New Year, once they heard of you and America decorating your home they decided it was time to continue with the traditions.

“It’s just a light dinner, everyone is going to be there and you can bring a plus one.” Christine winked at you while nodding towards Wanda who was laughing at Stephen while the twins, America and Kate worked on the decorations on the tree.

“Gods, you guys are not gonna let me life this down, are you?”

“Nope, and you better get used to it, missy.” Christine placed her hand on top of yours softening while offering you her motherly smile. “You look happy, and this woman and her children they had come into your life at the right time.”

“They are amazing, you know?”

“I know.” Christine took another sip from her chocolate, “I know you want to spend Christmas with them, so that’s why I told Stephen we could change our plans this year for New Year’s Eve.”

“You guys are awesome, I think we will do it, I know America misses you and your food and I guess…well, it has been a while.”

“Exactly! You won’t regret it and if, by any chance you can’t get back we still have your old room fixed.”

“Oh, you haven’t changed it into a gym?”

Christine chuckled winking at you before standing up, “Stephen tried to make it into one, I didn’t allow it.”

You laughed shaking your head while putting the dishes on the dishwasher. Christine joined in the fun in the living room, she commanded Stephen to bring in the gifts they had brought and the twins soon lit up at the word gifts. Wanda winced trying to placate them and not let them get their hopes up.

“Guys, I think they are referring to the gifts for America and Y/N…”

“You are wrong, Mrs, Maximoff.” Stephen interrupted offering a half smile, “we brought gifts for everyone, I will be right back, dear. America can you help me out?”

Wanda blinked in confusion, something that Christine soon waved away.

“Oh, Wanda, you and the boys are family, of course we brought gifts for everyone. Even Kate.”

Kate perked up at the mention of her name, “really?”

“Oh, dear, after you and America were pinning for one another all these years, it was the least we could do.”

Kate rolled her eyes hiding away her flustered cheeks, soon Stephen came in with many packages and America following behind with some boxes. You stood in the distance, enjoying the scene developing in front of your eyes.

Your family was represented in all the people gathered in your living room, the sound of laughter and conversation reached out to you while the kitchen filled with the smell of food. You never thought after so many things happening in your life, that you would spend Christmas with a woman and her kids.

Wanda Maximoff had become the light of your life lately.

Her green eyes, and her beautiful smiled was something you treasured every day. The story about her past, and the fears about the present and the future was something you wished to soothe out. The young woman stood up trying to calm her children when those beautiful green eyes found yours across the room. Her smile never faltered, and you melted into the sight while patting the spot right beside you. She chewed on her lower lip flirty, tilting her head while letting go of the lost fight with the twins and joining you in the kitchen.

The kiss, as always, made your heart fluttered in your chest.

After that visit to the mall, Wanda became more open in her demonstrations of affection towards you. It was as if everything around you and the family eased out, and now there was nothing more than to keep building up the relationship you had with the redhead.

“So, what do you think about Christmas now, missy?” She waved her index finger at you, a faux frown of reproach adorning her forehead.

“I think I wouldn’t change it for anything in the world as long as it is with you.” You smirked, but Wanda rolled her eyes stepping back.

“You’re such a sweet talker.”

You chuckled wrapping your arms around her placing your chin on her shoulders while looking into the living room.

“You fell for the sweet talking I did.” Wanda tensed lightly, her smile never faltering.

“I think that I’m still a work in progress.”

You laughed shaking your head, “if you say so.”

“I know so.” Wanda turned in your arms softening slightly.

“I have something for you, but I don’t want to wait for tradition.” Your words piled out one after the other, Wanda shot her eyebrows up into her hairline surprised by your words.

“You do?”

“Yeah, I just…” You smiled sheepishly scratching the back of your neck, “I saw it and made me think of you.”

Wanda placed her left hand on her right elbow, she cocked her head with a tender smile drawn on her lips.

“I got you something as well, just…” She then smirked, “I do want to wait for tradition.”

You huffed tickling her until she was against the counter giggling trying to sweep your hands away from her.

“Come on! I want my gift!”

She ran as soon as she could, almost bumping against Tommy who had a set of Jurassic Park Lego on his hands. Wanda blushed when her son frowned grabbing the set tightly, you chuckled behind her shaking your head while kneeling in front of Tommy.

“Tsk, Wands, really if you want your gift so much I could tell America or Billy to bring it over, right Tommy?”

“Yes, mommy, look! Mr. Strange let me open mine!” Tommy lifted the set grinning, “if you ask Y/N nicely she may let you open yours.”

You laughed falling on your ass when Wanda pushed you playfully she ruffled Tommy’s hair ignoring the confused frown he was still wearing.

“That’s so nice, sweetie, what else did you got? What did Billy get?”

“Oh, he got one from Harry Potter!”

The rest of the afternoon went by with laughter, conversations, and a nice dinner.

Stephen and Christine soon discovered the changes happening around you and America, how your lives were completely different to what they were more than a year ago. The memory of your parents was still present, but you did not carry with the responsibilities as if it was a burden imposed to you but as something you were ready to take upon yourself.

You were finally happy.

And America was finally able to relax a little.

Stephen wouldn’t say it was all thanks to Wanda, but he certainly would say her sudden apparition in your life was a great factor on what you had changed in your life. The man was really happy, and finally he could put at rest his worries about you and America and go back to his best friend to tell him his daughters would be okay.

Christine grasped his hand under the table, she offered a confident smile that Strange returned nodding briefly.

“Well, I guess the time has come for us to go back.”

“What? Why?” America lowered her eyes to the watch on her wrist wincing. “Oh, I see.”

“Don’t worry, kiddo, you and Christine already got that shopping date on, right?” Stephen stood up wrapping his arms around America.

“Well, yeah, that’s true.”

“And you guys still have to go to the New Year’s Party.” Christine left no room for argument, her stern glance went from America to Kate, then to Wanda and finally to you, “it has been so long since the whole team was together, I think it is only fair if we do it this year.”

“I know, I know, don’t worry, we will be there.”

You went to say goodbye to Stephen, the man offering something to you while speaking in hush words. Wanda sensed someone behind her, and here stood Christine with her eyes softened by the sight.

“She has been through a lot, Wanda.”

“So I heard.” Wanda shifted nervously under the stare of Christine; the old woman pressed her lips together before speaking again.

“For what I heard, you have done so as well,” Wanda opened her mouth to speak but Christine shook her head, “no, there is no need to say anything. I just want a few words with you, if you allow me.”

“Sure.”

It was not as if she had any said in the matter, the woman standing before her while gently, kind and completely easy-going was in all reality a force to be reckon with. She had been the director of the paediatric department back in the Stark Hospitals ever since she finished her master’s degree, and her knowledge as well as her iron determination earned him the love of her patients, friends and family. Wanda had seen and heard the affection in you and America whenever talking about the woman, and she also knew that in the absence of your family she and Stephen were the closest thing to parents you had in your life.

The night was freezing with just a few snowflakes falling to the ground.

Inside there was no longer any sound, the twins were about ready to drop on the floor and Kate and America were helping around the house to clean up everything.

“Y/N and America are the closest people I have to me, the ones I dare to call my children,” Christine started never bothering to explain how she and Stephen never got a chance to have children but how they had fallen in love with you two and with Morgan, and with all the children their friends had.

“And when their parents died, they had some rough months in which their roles changed.” Christine snorted lowering her gaze to the ground, “America has always been the mature, responsible one, while Y/N has always been the heart and the determination in the family. She sacrificed herself in order to give America happiness while also keeping up the dream of her parents. That’s why she took the position as a CEO in the Alchemax Industries..”

“I heard something about it,” Wanda shivered under the cold, but her eyes never left the form of Christine, “she really is something else, and I found myself…attracted to her.”

“I know.” Christine’s lips quirk upwards, “I know you like her, and I dare to say love her. She deserves happiness, as much as you and you boys do, so my only advice is to always be honest with one another, and don’t break her heart. She may not look like it, but she really is as soft as a marshmallow and she loves without thinking of the consequences.”

Wanda knitted her brows together, dropping her glance for a moment.

“I don’t want to hurt her.”

“I’m glad you two are taking things slowly, and if you allow me to say it, she really is very lucky to have someone like you.” Christine winked at a surprised Wanda, she relaxed under the woman’s gaze. “Take your time you two, get to know one another and…well, perhaps in a year’s time we will talk about this moment again, and you two would be a real family.”

Wanda’s heart leap at those words, her image brought right away an scene in which you two were sharing a bed, with the twins sleeping down the hall, and America right next to them. Family dinners, and family outings and in all of them Wanda was smiling longside you with her children and America in the background.

It was a beautiful dream.

“Just a word of advice, if you want it, fight for it, dream it and ask for it…in the end you will get what you desire, but don’t forget that it is not by magic that it comes to you, it si with perseverance, hard work, and good communication.”

“I won’t forget, thank you, Christine.” Wanda stepped forward hugging the woman, Chrstine smiled hugging her back.

“No, thank you Wanda, for loving my children.”

Wanda melted under those words, her first thoughts went directly to you, the one that had done nothing but love hers since the first day.

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Billy and Tommy had fallen asleep as soon as the clock struck 11PM.

You stirred on the spot on the sofa, your gaze Fallin on America and Kate that were snuggled up together on one of the chairs. You smiled at the sight, America looked happy with her arms wrapped protectively around Kate. They really made a cute couple, with America being a dreamer, determined and at times stubborn having someone like Kate who was easygoing, bubbly and calm was like a combination mdenin heaven.

You really wished all the happiness America could get out of that relationship. Your mind soon drifted to the woman in your arms, Wanda was snoring lightly snuggled closer to your body. You sighed contentedly wrapping your arms tightly around her while pressing a kiss to her forehead.

When you started the new year, you never hoped or even dreamed about entering into a relationship or even getting to know someone like Wanda. It was not in your plans, and coming across her in that supermarket marked the beginning of a new chapter in your life.

Your heart fluttered tightly, sending shivers of need all through your body. The wave of affection that came through your body changed slowly to a form of deep love for Wanda Maximoff and those kids that were sleeping in your room.

You brushed her hair, wondering what would happen next. If perhaps Wanda was experimenting the same wave of emotions you were going through. Wanda stirred in your arms, her face lifting lightly nuzzling your neck while her eyelids opens slowly.

“What time is it?”

“I think it is past midnight.” You answered amusedly when the young woman sat up and leaned lazily to place a kiss on your lips.

“Merry Christmas.”

“Merry Christmas, love.”

Wanda smiled brightly at you, dipping her face bashfully before standing up. She stretched out, glancing around until her eyes fell upon America and Kate that were happily sleeping on the other sofa.

“They look cute.”

“They do.” You agreed following Wanda who had stretched her hand towards you.

“Come I'm going to give you your gift.”

“Really?” You smiled happily with Wanda dragging you right behind her.

“Yes, but only because I want to see mine.”

“Of course, you do.”

The house was dark, and there was really no sound but that of your footsteps on the wooden floor. When you two reached the tree that Wanda had chosen and dressed herself with the help of the twins, the lights they had select gleamed in colours that brought a smile upon your face. The young woman knelt looking around until her hands found that middle size box she was looking for.

“I thought about this really hard, you know?” She stated grabbing the gift in her hands while looking at the tree, you approached her slowly seeing the lights of the tree shinning in her green eyes.

You sat right beside her, waiting with bouncing legs until she gave you the gift. Wanda snorted tilting her head while rolling her eyes.

“This year has been strange for me, you know?” Wanda had thought about this speech all night long, and even the moment she knew you had welcomed her inside your house and family. It was a speech she had prepared ever since that confrontation with America.

“I know. It has been a weird year for me too.”

Wanda sighed caressing the gift, her upper teeth playing with her lower lip.

“I never thought I would experiment these emotions I’m experiencing at the moment, you made me feel so much sometimes its overwhelming,” Wanda lifted her face to the ceiling, her voice soft and filled with unwavering emotion, “Whenever you’re close to me is as if my whole world is shaken and I feel safe.”

You couldn’t help the smile on your lips, Wanda chuckled taking your hands in hers.

“My marriage was full of abused and bad moments; I have to run from him because sooner or later he was going to destroy me and my children.” She waited patiently for the changes that were sure to come, she could feel the tension growing in your body, the trembling hand and the darkening of your eyes showing rage beyond anything Wanda had seen in you before.

“Wanda…” You tried to say something but she shook her head intertwining her fingers with yours.

“It’s in the past, and Natasha has been a great help, I just…”

“When you’re ready, love, I’ll be heard to listen to the complete story.” You lifted your free hand to clean up the tears Wanda was shocked to feel on her cheeks. “Are you alright?”

Wanda laughed humping so she could be closer to you, “I’m better now.”

You lifted her face, leaning in to kiss her slowly tenderly to show her what you could not put into words yet. How much you were starting to love her, the need she built up in you day by day. Wanda leaned into the kiss surrounding to your tenderness and teasing, her body melting right away giving in until breathing was necessary and the both of you parted ways only to press your forehead against hers.

“You have become a great part of my life, and my children love you and I just…” Wanda sighed, “I just hope I’m enough and that I won’t disappoint you.”

“Never, you are enough Wands, and I love them too.” You replied shying away for the real confession. “I am more than happy to be with you here, in this moment, in this place…Now, how about you give me my gift?”

Wanda laughed out loud shaking her head, she handled the box to you shaking her head amusedly.

“Here, I hope you like it.”

Wanda sat with her back completely stretch, she tapped with her fingers the floor you two were sitting on glancing at her gift and then at your face as you struggled with the enveloped and the box. Your heart hammered against your chest, trying hard to keep the moment professional and not as an anxious child that wanted his favourite toy to be inside. You opened it up and your breath caught in your throat.

Inside was a leather jacket all in black with silvery zipper and buttons around the sleeves. The sweet smell of the leather reached your nostrils, and when you touched the material you knew right away that this was an expensive gift coming from her. Wanda was licking her lips chewing on her cheek while waiting for your answer.

“Did you…Did you like it? I could always change it, and the lady at the store told me the size could fit you well but…”

Wanda trailed off feeling your lips on hers.

“It’s perfect.” You mumbled against her lips, “how did you know this was the one I wanted?”

“America.” Wanda replied shrugging, “I just wanted it to be special and well, this was what she wanted to give to you but I convince her to let me gift it to you instead.”

You chuckled putting it out of the box and admiring the handy work on the item.

“It’s beautiful, thank you.”

Wanda beamed proudly, she poked you on the side smiling happily at you.

“Now, what about mine?”

You laughed shaking your head, leaning in you looked for the small square box you had left there early on.

“This one I asked Tommy and Billy for.”

“You did?” Wanda looked shocked at this, you nodded presenting the item to her.

“They told me a story, about a Christmas, long ago.”

Wanda tensed up, her hands were trembling while grabbing the box. She didn’t dare to hope, and she certainly couldn’t look up to see your face. Your voice reached her out, and she was afraid to see what she would find there.

“Your brother, Pietro, and your mother.” You continued, “I remember you telling me about them, but never about this…so I just…”

Wanda couldn’t see clearly through her tears, her fingers trembling as she opened the wrapping and her breath caught in her throat when she found the velvety box under it.

Inside she found a single necklace with a single pendant in the form of a butterfly.

“Tommy said you lost it, and that it was something you liked a lot.”

In all honestly, the boy had mentioned Wanda lost the necklace after she and his father fought. Billy remembered it was something she always wore, and they even showed you a picture of the woman wearing it from an early age. Wanda caressed the necklace softly, her eyes welling up with unshed tears, disbelief filling up her heart when she lifted her eyes to face you.

“It´s beautiful.” She snorted wiping away her tears, “I wish I didn’t cry so much, I feel so foolish…”

“Nah, it’s okay, you know.” You smile sheepishly at her, Wanda presented the box to you the deep emotion she couldn’t hide after receiving the gift still shining on her face.

“My brother and I, we both had the same necklace. It was a gift from my mother.” Wanda softened her expression, putting the necklace out. “Butterflies were her favourite animals, it was her gift for us before leaving school.”

“She was a special woman.”

“She was, she loved me and Pietro so much…” Wanda trailed off furrowing her brows, “perhaps if she had been alive…”

Wanda sighed shrugging, “can you put it on me?”

“Sure, turn around.”

Wanda turned around lifting her hair in a ponytail while presenting her neck to you. You shivered, your hand grabbing the necklace passing your hands around her neck and clasping together. Wanda left her hair fall, shivering while pressing her fingertips on the pendant.

You leaned forward, putting her hair away and placing soft kisses on the length of her neck. The young woman shivered tilting her head to the side, your hands sneaking around her midsection until you were holding her against you.

“Merry Christmas, Wanda.”

“Do you think we can stay like this for a moment?” She leaned back, closing her eyes for a moment.

“Sure.”

Wanda wrapped her hands around yours, letting out a heavy breath before speaking.

“I want to tell you how I got the necklace, and then how I lost you…I just…It is painful and I don’t want to…scare you.”

“You could never scare me, Wands.” You fixed your position on the floor so your back was resting against the sofa and Wanda rested between your open legs. “I would love to hear whatever you are ready to tell me, you know that.”

Wanda let her fingertip touch the butterfly once more, the pain of losing her brother still pulsating through her soul. But soon her words filled the space in the living room, and you were hearing her deepest memories of her family, her mother, her twin brother, and the shattering reality she had to suffer years later.

In all that time, your arms wrapped protectively around her, the rage you felt forgotten to give way to sooth her worries, and to promise her with whispered words that if she allowed it, you would protect her and the twins for as long as she wanted you.

And just like that, you and Wanda got the best Christmas ever.

The snow fell upon the land, and the darkness was completely forgotten.

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Next chapter: Vision gets his vengance, Reader and Wanda never got a chance to have a lone date, and Maria and Fury save the day.

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