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Present
"Honey, I can't find my keys." You said to your wife as you rummaged through the kitchen sink drawers.
Wanda let out a giggle, and you were startled when she suddenly touched your waist; you hadn't heard her approach. She wiggled her fingers on your belt, and lifted the metal item to your face.
"They were with you the whole time." She said in a playful tone and you smiled, grabbing your keys, and turning to her.
"All set?" You asked and Wanda nodded, kissing you quickly as she walked towards the exit, you hurried to keep up with her.
"I already called Nat to let her know we're leaving." Wanda says as you get into the car, you mumble in agreement.
As you drive to the house of your best friend, Natasha Romanoff, intending to attend her engagement party, you let out a worried grumble as you look up at the sky.
"I think there's a storm coming, honey." You say to Wanda in the passenger seat.
"Good thing the party is indoors then." She completes with a smile. You look at her tenderly as the headlight is closed. Wanda is so beautiful, you always think you are too lucky to have married someone so amazing.
"The light turned green." She comments with a playful smile, blushing slightly as she notices your gaze on her. You blink awkwardly, turning back to drive.
//-//
Eight Years Ago
Your palms are sweaty.
Natasha managed to set you up on a blind date after forcing you to sign up for a popular dating app since not only are you absolutely terrible at it, but you are also a surgeon, and don't exactly have a lot of time available for dating. But after much insistence, you accepted.
She texted you as you were about to arrive at the restaurant, and you pulled out your cell phone from your pants pocket. The notification read "Talk about casual stuff, please. Don't overthink it Try to relax. You can do it." You smiled at her attempt to instruct you.
Your date had not yet arrived, and you sat down at the table that the app had reserved for you. Nat had told you that there would be other pairs, so you weren't that surprised when you noticed so many other couples at several tables placed next to each other, in a row.
You had left the options open, so you didn't even know the gender of your partner, not that it really mattered.
Fortunately you didn't wait that long, when a handsome young man approached you, roses in his hands, which made you blush more from surprise than anything else. You greeted each other with a kiss on the cheek and he sat down in front of you.
A little small talk, and you were enjoying yourself. He was nice, and as bad at this as you were, you realized. When you ordered the main meals, however, something interesting happened.
"Hey, I think those are our orders." Commented a black man with an endearing smile. He was sitting at the next table, talking to a redhead. You and your date, Bucky as he had previously introduced himself, smiled in confusion. And then you noticed that the food you had just received was not yours, but that the one at the next table was.
"I think the team must be overwhelmed with so many people." You said as you helped the couple next to you exchange their orders.
You blushed when your gaze met the redheaded girl's, being impressed by her stunningly green eyes, and you almost knocked over your plate.
"I guess that's right now." Said the man as you finished, he was quite nice, and you risked another glance at his date, before quickly looking away when she glanced back.
"Yeah, I think it's fine." Bucky replied smiling.
The meeting took an unconventional turn after that. Bucky noticed the small army necklace the stranger was carrying, and made a comment. And then the two boys began to talk excitedly, and you and the redheaded girl exchanged accomplice looks. When they noticed, they immediately excused themselves, and you giggled.
"I have an idea." You said, and then you exchanged partners.
"That sure is against the rules of the app." Bucky remarked with a smile and you laughed as he sat down at the next table, and the redhead in front of you.
"I'm Sam by the way." The guy next to you introduced himself, and you smiled when you said your name back.
"Hi." You greeted the girl who sat down across from you.
"Hi." She said smiling at you. "I'm Wanda."
//-//
Seven years ago.
"Wow, what are you doing here?" You ask in surprise as you walked down to the reception desk.
"What are you doing here?" Wanda retorted in the same tone, and you looked down at her clothes in shock.
"My god, you've been transferred to my hospital" You exclaimed as you understood and Wanda let out a short laugh.
"I see you've already made friends with the new pediatrician, Doctor Maximoff" Announced Fury, your boss for four years, and also director of the Avengers State Hospital, who you hadn't even noticed was present when you walked down to the reception desk and found your girlfriend.
Wanda had mentioned that she had requested a transfer from the hospital where she worked, and is waiting for an answer. With the busy life you both led, you had forgotten to ask about it. And then here she was, duly uniformed and smiling at you.
"I suppose I have HR paperwork on relationship politics to prepare for you two." Commented Fury with an insinuating look when he noticed the way you and Wanda looked at each other. The two of you exchanged shy smiles. "In the meantime, why don't you take the tour with your friend, doctor Y/L/N?"
"Sure, Director Fury, i got it." You nodded in agreement before the man walked toward his own office.
//-//
Six years ago.
"That is so risky." You heard Wanda sigh breathlessly as you had her pressed against a locker, your lips kissing her neck as your hands drifted dangerously down her body.
"Honestly, Fury is to blame." You retorted as you opened the buttons of her blouse. "Forcing me to take time off while you're on duty. I can't believe I'm going 26 hours without touching you. You grumbled as you grabbed her right breast, causing Wanda's smile to turn into a low groan.
"I'll go to your apartment when I'm done." She replied, blushing and biting her lips to stop herself from making so much noise. You nodded before kissing her deeply, your hands reaching inside her pants, your mouth holding back her moan.
//-//
Five years ago.
You smiled as you felt Wanda's arms around you, hugging you around the waist.
"This is our home." She commented tenderly. You stood in the empty living room. The key in your hands.
"Yes, dear." You retorted smiling, "This is our home."
//-//
"Have you ever thought about having kids?" Wanda asked softly as you both were lying in your bed. You stopped staring at the bedroom ceiling to look at her, laying your face on your pillow and slipping your arm underneath.
"I didn't like the idea." You confessed watching her mimic your position.
"What changed?"
"You."
Wanda smiles shyly, and you lift your hand to caress her cheeks.
"Do you think we could do it?" You asked, watching her intently. She blinked slightly confused and you added, "With so many shifts, and little free time. Do you think that would be a good idea?"
Wanda sighed, thoughtfully.
"I don't know." She replied. "It would be a difficult change. We would need to organize ourselves very well so that the kids wouldn't feel alone and..."
"The kids? As in plural?" You interrupted amused, Wanda laughed.
"Oh, sorry, you just want one kid?" She asked slightly ironically, joining in the joke. You pretended to be thoughtful.
"I think we can handle eleven."
"Eleven?" Wanda asked in surprise, laughing softly.
"Yeah, like on a soccer team. One kid for each position on the team" You explain smiling.
"Shut up" She retorted pushing your shoulder lightly while laughing.
//-//
Four years ago.
"That's hot." You said looking at Natasha's cell phone screen, a picture of a lingerie. She let out a sigh.
"Yeah I know." She retorted taking the cell phone out of your sight and turning back to herself. "Bruce said he wanted to spice things up, and well, that's going to be interesting."
"I'd like to not talk about it over my lunch, though." You hit back with a smile, Nat laughs as she put the cell phone on the table.
"Sorry, but that's what friends are for." She says with a smile as she reaches for her own fork. You are having lunch in the main cafeteria of the hospital, it must be about two o'clock in the afternoon. "And how are things going with Wanda?"
You fiddle with your salad for a few moments, shrugging.
"I've never been more in love with someone." You comment.
"Well, you live together, so that's a good thing."
"I'm going to ask her to marry me."
Nat chokes in surprise, and looks at you with glazed eyes, before letting out an exclamation of happiness that attracts the attention of your colleagues around you.
In the next second she is listing a thousand ways the party could take place, famous buffets, flavor of cake, and you are smiling.
//-//
Present
"And how is the adoption process?" Natasha asked as you two stood in the garden. It had been a couple of hours since you and Wanda arrived at the wedding reception, and you are sitting at one of the outside tables, lots of guests around you. No rain yet.
Wanda smiles as she tells you that you have already met the twins, and that you are in the final processes of making everything official.
"They are so amazing, Nat, you have no idea." You comment as you show her a picture of the boys on your cell phone. Two five-year-old brothers. "They're not a full soccer team, but we'll get there."
Your joke makes Nat and Wanda laugh, and you take a sip of cider as Nat looks at the pictures.
//
Three years earlier.
You stuck your head through the warehouse door and let out a sad sigh when you found Wanda sitting on the floor, her head between her legs.
"Hey honey." You greeted her as you entered and closed the door, walking over to her to sit beside her on the floor.
Wanda wiped away tears with one hand as she raised her head and grasped the other in your lap.
"Hey." She answered weakly, and you squeezed your hands together.
"I'm sorry." You said. "It wasn't your fault."
"It's not how I feel." She retorted hurt. "Nor how his family feels."
You sigh lightly, wishing you could change things. But you can't.
"Unfortunately we can't save every patient, Wands. You've done everything you can."
"He was only four years old." She retorted tearfully.
"I know honey." You said releasing her hand to put your arm between her shoulders. Wanda sank into your embrace, crying softly. "I'm sorry."
//-//
Two years earlier.
You heard a familiar noise as you entered the living room, and you looked suspiciously at your wife when she startled when she saw you.
"Honey, what are you hiding back there, huh?" you asked crossing your arms. Wanda looked at you with surprise.
"Hey honey." Wanda said half-heartedly. "Don't be mad."
A meow echoed in the room and you let out a giggle.
"I imagine it wasn't you who made that lovely sound, was it, Wanda?"
Wanda moved to the side, and you let out a sigh as you observed the small creature inside a box on the table beside the sofa.
"I found it around the street corner."
You let out a chuckle, uncrossing your arms as you walked over to the animal. The cat couldn't have been even two months old.
"And of course the most logical choice was to bring him home instead of dropping him off at some pet shop."
"He was hungry." She retorted slightly upset, you laughed, taking your attention away from the cat to look at Wanda.
"Why are you grimacing, now I have two kittens at home." You joked stealing a quick kiss from Wanda, who relaxed her posture immediately.
"So can we keep him?"
You laughed, reaching out your arm to hug Wanda by the shoulders, she relaxed against you.
"We're going to have to figure out how to take care of a cat while working fifty hours a week, honey."
//-//
Present
You kissed Natasha's cheek as you said goodbye, Wanda mimicked your movement next. You both waved to Bruce again as you walked back to the car parked in front of your friend's house.
"Be careful in the rain." Nat warned as soon as you arrived at the vehicle, and you nodded in agreement.
By the time you have been driving a few minutes, Wanda turns on the radio, softly humming the song that begins.
"Can we watch something when we arrive?" She asks next, and you smile.
"By something you mean a sitcom?" You quip humorously, and she laughs softly, mumbling in agreement.
You are silent, and Wanda only speaks again when it starts to rain.
"This is getting heavy." She comments as she watches the drops thicken.
"Yeah, I'll pull over until it gets better." You tell her also worriedly, as you slow the car down to stop on the shoulder.
You think you hear a brake and turn your head to the side quickly, and a golden light is all you see before you black out.
//-//
You wake up in a jolt.
"Wanda?" That is the first question that escapes your lips. You blink in confusion trying to get used to your surroundings, there is a hand on your forearm the next second. "Nat, what...?"
"Hey, easy." Your friend asks pushing you lightly on the bed. She has a tired countenance and you look at her with confusion.
"Where's Wanda? Where am I?" you begin to despair, noticing your surroundings.
"You're in the hospital." She replies stopping you from getting up, not that you have much strength anyway. Your body aches. At her words you notice the room around you. It is a white room. There are needles in your arm. " You guys suffered an accident."
You choke in surprise, trying to sit up, but you feel a sharp pain in your ribs.
"Where is my wife?" You ask again, feeling your throat close up. Nat looks away.
"She's in surgery, Y/N," Nat replies gloomily. You feel your eyes fill with tears, but you force yourself to sit up, pushing Nat's hands away. "Please, you can't strain yourself."
"No." You interrupt. "I need to see her."
"Y/N."
"I need to." You repeated again pushing your feet off the bed. Nat had a tearful face, but grumbled that you would make her lose her job some of these days as she helped you remove the needles in your arm.
Nat led you around the hospital to the trauma center, you ignored the curious glances your co-workers and a few strangers threw at you through the hallways. You leaned against the glass, watching Wanda on a gurney, many doctors around her.
Your face wet with tears as you asked:
"What happened?"
"A truck driver lost control." Nat replied looking at you. "It hit you on the breakdown lane. Wanda... She has a skull fracture."
You sobbed, lowering your gaze.
"Stephen is operating, Y/N" Nat continued as he held your hand. "He's the best we've got, we're going to do everything possible..."
"I can't lose her." You breathlessly interrupted, crying. "God, I can'..."
Nat hugged you next, and you collapsed in sobs.
//-//
Wanda had been in surgery for six hours.
Fury made you go back to your room and get checked up. And after doing this, and putting on a change of clothes that Nat had picked up for you, you went back to the trauma room, and waited.
Your face is wet with tears when your phone rings, and you go out into the hallway to answer it.
"Yes?" You asked in a hoarse voice.
"Miss Y/L/N?" A female voice asked, you ran your free hand across your face before confirming. "I have great news for you and your wife, dear. The judge has cleared the finalization of the adoption. You can pick up the twins at the orphanage on Monday morning."
You let out an exclamation of surprise. And then you are holding back the cry.
"Wow, that's... Incredible." You laugh breathlessly. You swallow the emotion in your voice. "I'm going to... I'm going to let Wanda know. She... She'll be very happy."
"Yes, I can imagine. Congratulations to new moms." Says the woman, and you hang up, no longer able to hold back the crying. You sit on the floor, sinking your face into your arms.
Nat appears beside you a moment later, concerned as she places a hand on your forearm, but you are unable to say anything for long minutes.
//-//
When the surgery is over, Wanda is in an induced coma.
Stephen is saying that the procedure went well, but that they need to leave her under observation, and that there are considerations to be made and they cannot know what the sequelae are, but it all seems like noise to you.
Nat says you should sleep and eat, but you are already walking over to stand next to Wanda's bed.
"Hey, honey" You tell her softly, reaching into the sheet to hold her hand. "You'll be glad to know who called." You tell Wanda, wiping away your own tears as they flow. "We're going to be mommies, Wands." You gasp. "You need to wake up soon, honey. We need to be there on Monday."
Wanda just stood there, unmoving. And you sobbed, looking away. Stephen was beside you again, updating the documentation about Wanda's surgery.
//-//
"Enough, you need to eat something." Nat announced as she pulled you out of the room by your arm, a few hours after you arrived in Wanda's room. "And you're going to take a shower too."
You were so tired that you couldn't even resist, taking one last look at your sleeping wife as you were dragged out.
Nat waited outside the locker room while you took a shower. And then she took you to the cafeteria.
"Do you want to talk about it?" She asks as you eat hamburger sitting at one of the tables. You let out a dry laugh, and point outside the hospital.
"If anything happens, I'm going to jump off that bridge". You grumble, and Nat lets out a sigh.
"Don't say things like that, it's not funny." She retorts with concern and you wipe away the new tears that have formed in your eyes.
"I'm not telling a joke, Natasha." You tell her impatiently.
You throw your burger back on the tray, running your hand through your hair.
"I'm sorry about all this, Y/N" Nat says reaching for your hand on the table. It takes a moment for you to shake her hand back.
//-//
Wanda had been in a coma for two days.
You had no more tears, so you just stood by her bedside like a ghost, unable to really think about anything.
Natasha checked on you between shifts, and she also asked Bruce to feed your cat.
After you fetched some coffee in the early morning hours of the third day, you gasped when the device at Wanda's bedside started beeping.
Within a second there were nurses rushing in, and someone was pulling you out.
Your coffee cup fell to the hallway floor as you caught a glimpse of the medical staff using the cardiac defibrillator before the door was closed.
//-//
You awoke in fright, many hours without news of Wanda. You were asleep in the waiting room.
Nat was poking you lightly on the shoulder, his eyes full of tears.
"What is it?"
"She woke up."
//-//
Monday.
"Is it true that we're going to have two moms now?" Billy asked from the back seat. Natasha laughed lightly as she drove.
"Yes, darlings, you're going to love it." She told. "Mama Wanda makes the best cakes, and you will get everything you want from Mama Y/N."
"That's so cool." Commented Tommy to his brother, holding his hand.
"Why couldn't moms pick us up?" Tommy asked a moment later, but Nat's expression was calm in the rearview mirror.
"Mommy Wanda got hurt last week." She recounted. "So your other mommy had to take care of her, but they are waiting for you at home. And I hear there are lots of presents waiting for you."