"I knew I should've just picked you up from school." She spoke brokenly.
"Mom......."
"If I had just simply gone with my instincts this wouldn't have happened to you. I-I didn't want this to happen!"
"Mom!" I stopped her rambling. She looked at me with eyes full of tears and red and puffy from the crying she must've done while I was unconscious. "I'm okay. Be thankful that I'm alive and awake."
"You're right. You're right sweetheart. God I love you so much." She hugged me and for the first time in 5 years (now that I was consciously aware of what was going on), I felt once again whole with my mom's arms wrapped around me, just like she did the first time when her and Vision adopted me from the Orphanage at Edinburgh.
Shortly after that, my dad brought in a Doctor who checked my vitals and recommended that I stay overnight for observation but my mom was insistent that I go home and rest, and that her and dad could take care of me at home.
Since he had said recommended, it didn't mean that I had to stay in the hospital. So he prescribed me some anti-biotics and pain meds to take for the next little while and told me that the cast and sling was gonna have to stay on for 4-6 weeks before it could be removed. After all that, they put me in a wheelchair and guided me to the car and we drove on home.
As promised, I was put on immediate bedrest and mom refused to leave my side as she nursed me back to health. The two young boys Tommy and Billy (at this point I don't even know if I should consider them my brothers at this point since they're not really real) would also come in and want to play board games with me.
I feel like they let me win in some of the games while others one of them would win on occasion. I was also given food in bed with all my favorite meals on a tray and I even got some of my favorite brownies to snack on. When it finally got dark enough, mom tucked me in, adjusted my pillow for my leg and gave me my pain meds for the night and almost immediately I was knocked out asleep.
"(Y/n). (Y/n)." I felt a hand shake my shoulder which woke me up from my sleep. Standing over me was dad.
"Dad? What is it? Everything okay?"
"Yeah. You think you can come outside with me really quick?"
"But won't mom freak out if I'm out of bed?"
"What she won't know, won't hurt her." Very carefully and slowly, he picked me up and actually flew me outside into the backyard. There I saw some candles and balloons all decorating the playground for the boys. There was also some streamers and colored lanterns that lit up and tied along the branches as well as the playground.
"Wh-what's all this?"
"Well I know how much you were looking forward to going to the father-daughter dance. But since we missed it yesterday due to—well what happened. I figured I'd give you our own father-daughter dance." He touched the side of my temples and my pajamas soon turned into the dress that mom and Agnes had helped make for me.
"Dad, this......."
"Is it too much? I know sometimes I still struggle with some concepts but I hope this....." I interrupted him by saying.
"It's perfect. But, how am I gonna dance? I can—barely stand on this leg on my own." That's when dad pulled me in close to him and very slowly, he levitated us just a few inches off the ground and we were already starting to sway.
"As long as you hold onto me, I won't let you fall my brave little lass." I looked up at him surprised.
Only one man has ever called me that, and it was him. When they first adopted me I was so shy and barely talked to them, but then on the first night, Vision actually stayed with me in my room and just talked about his first time in a new place after he was 'created'.
He shared with me (to the best of his knowledge and human understanding) of what potential emotions he was going through at the time, and how it was Wanda that helped ease him into being a part of the Avengers. And it was there that I actually spoke my first word to him, I told him.
"Will I be around you guys forever?" and it was then he told me with a soft, warm smile.
"So long as you want us with you. My brave little lass." From that night on, our bond was sealed.
I looked up at my dad and hugged him around his waist and I felt him wrap his arms around me as the two of us continued to sway as we stayed levitated over the ground.
You know, thinking back being in this world has been a hell of a lot easier and calmer than the last five years of my life. I was being jumped from foster home to foster home because I would always run away from those families.
None of those families were even close to giving me the love that Wanda and Vision gave me. They either gave me sympathy for being in the foster system (again!), treated me like shit, or wanted to replace their child that got blipped away and as soon as their child was back, they'd turn me away onto the streets again.
So you know what—fuck SWORD and the FBI! If they destroy this world, then my mom would go to prison for kidnapping an entire community and be put back in that prison she was in before she met me, dad could be taken by SWORD and used as some kind of weapon, and my little brothers Tommy and Billy—well who knows what'll happen to them.
I nuzzled my face deeper into my dad's chest and allowed the two of us to get lost in the moment with us together.
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