Possessed - Bucky Barnes x OC

Part 56

A/N: Nothing major happening in this chapter, but a peek into Maggie's mindset after the party and some cute moments with Wanda and Vision because I love them.

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Maggie scurried down the street, under the safety of her umbrella. Clutching a large canvas tote on her arm.

Loud smacks of heavy drops, pelting onto the covering. Her long vinyl coat was wrapped tightly around her petite frame, covering her paint splotched overalls. Rain boots splashed into the puddles covering the sidewalk.

The sky was gray, clouds formed thick overhead. Not allowing even a speck up sunlight to burst through. Wailing sirens rang through the valley of buildings. Bouncing around her. Other hurried pedestrians stomped by. Everyone incessantly trying to get to their destination and out of the downpour.

Maggie had taken a half day at the gallery, since she had plans to help Wanda finish up the new nursery for Scarlet. The little bundle of joy was due in a month and a half, so there was a bit of urgency to have the room ready, just in case she arrived early.

As a special gift to the couple, she had offered to paint a mural.

When she got to the townhouse, she tilted back her umbrella and gave the front door a set of loud knocks.

The door was quickly swung open by Vision. He smiled warmly at her for only a moment, before rushing her inside and out of the rain. "Come on in, Pip."

She closed up her umbrella, giving it a good shake out the door, before stepping in. She shrugged off the dripping coat. Vision took it from her, hanging it on the rack beside the door. "Ugh, thanks Vis. It's pouring today." She shook her head, wiping the few stray drops on her forehead into her hairline.

"You've got that right." He chuckled, running his hands over his pants to dry them off. "Wanda is already upstairs." He nodded for Maggie to follow, turning on his heel to hike up the steps.

When they made their way to the bedroom, Wanda was standing by the ivory French style dresser, folding a pile of onesies. Tucking the little pieces of pastel fabric into a drawer. Organizing them by color.

"Hey, Wands." Maggie cooed, going soft at the sight of her looking so attentive while preparing for the baby.

She paused her folding and turned to give her a meaningful smile. "Hi." Lying the onesie down into the drawer, she slowly walked over, giving Maggie a hug. "Thank you so much for doing this."

"Of course." She sighed, stepping back. Pulling the tote off her shoulder and setting it on the changing table, she dug in. Pulling out her sketchbook, and flipping through it to show Wanda and Vision.

"So, I had a few ideas. I was thinking some kind of floral designs like this," pointing at her rough drawing, "would be beautiful on this wall," she gestured a hand to the one before her, "since there are no windows or anything, I figured it'd be a good accent to the room."

Vision and Wanda both nodded eagerly, admiring her sketches.

"I can do any kind of flower you want, but I was thinking red dahlias would be fitting." Maggie shrugged with a small smirk.

"That's a beautiful idea." Wanda beamed. "And it'll go well with the decor since it's all white."

Maggie gave a pleased hum, scoping out the room. "We'll need to move some furniture around." Looking up at Vision. "If you could help me, that'd be great."

After he replied in the affirmative, they worked together to drag everything off the wall. Scooting all of it to the other side of the room. Once they were done, Vision left the nursery, heading down to the bookshop to check in with their staff.