Siren

Where Did The Time Go?

Five years later...

A bouncing, bundle of joy brought eternal happiness to the Maximoff's, as Wanda held her five year-old daughter in her arms while her wife stood by, proudly watching them bond and join in laughter. Their morning meal was finally made perfect as Gianna's capability to cook increased daily. The pancakes she'd prepared were set on plates that were delivered to the dinner table as the witch, scarlet occupied a seat beside her daughter so she could tend to ensuring no syrup stained the table cloth as they feasted together. 

"Mama! Mama!" The child exclaimed as she was fed small slices of pancake.

"Yes, sweetie?" Wanda answered and smiled brightly at her daughter.

"Can I have milk pwease?"

"Of course!"

Gianna retrieved a bottle of milk for her daughter and watched her slurp it with two hands holding the cup as Wanda fed her at intervals so the child could prepare to go out to a park for the day. Once they were ready, Wanda drove her wife and daughter out to a park where other kids and their parents would be gathered. It was there that the openness of a group of parents and their children invited the two women to join them for their baby group gathering.

"What's your name, honey?" One of the mothers acknowledged Wanda and Gianna's daughter by waggling her finger at her face.

"Iris, say hello, sweetie." Wanda encouraged her daughter who possessed more of the Goddess' traits.

"Hewwo." The child waved nervously.

"Aww! She's adorable! How old is she?" A man wearing a pink shirt and rings on his fingers exclaimed flamboyantly.

"She's five. Aren't you, pumpkin?" Gianna answered and fixed her daughter's hair.

Iris bobbed her head up and down as the other children seemed to take an interest in the young Maximoff child. Iris' mothers delighted in their daughter playing with the other children while the parents conversed and watched their children at the same time.

"Have we seen you guys on TV before?" One of the parents inquired at the Maximoff's.

Wanda pursed her lips and glanced briefly at her wife who failed to return the stare as she hesitated to answer.

"Indeed, you have. Not me, but maybe my wife. She's normally in the spotlight." Gianna responded and nudged her soulmate.

"Am not! Draga, that was years ago." Wanda raised her voice and playfully shoved her partner.

"The Scarlet Witch, right?" A parent spoke out.

Wanda sighed. "That is me."

Suddenly, the parents began to praise the brunette turned redhead as they delighted in telling her how much they admired her. To Wanda's surprise, she couldn't fathom a proper response to how nice the parents were being as all her wife could do was smile at her. Neither retired Avenger could expect their daughter to show signs of powers at such a young age, nor could they see Iris being brought up with a normal life. All Wanda and Gianna could do was make most of the moments they shared with their daughter before her powers would come to show and surprise her mothers.

It had been nearly fifty-one months since Gianna moved out from the estate with Wanda to live in a large apartment in the suburbs of Queens. They couldn't be prouder than they already were. Every year, the two would pray for their brothers and Gianna's grandparents to account how long it had been since they were all murdered. Upon their return home, Wanda, Gianna and Iris revelled with being at home in one another's company. The sorceress found irregularities with their living arrangements when she found her soulmate redecorating without her say in the matter.

"What's this?" Wanda questioned as Gianna walked into the living room, carrying a vase.

"I thought the furniture needed something else to spice up the room." Gianna replied as she set the vase down on a stand and went to retrieve flowers.

"What are the flowers for? Don't you like the ones I picked?"

"It's not that. It's just that, I'm not quite happy fully with how everything is right now. Something seems a little off, so I'm trying to see what I can do to fix it."

"So why'd you move the chairs?"

"Darling, the television's at that exact spot in the room. I mean, what else is the furniture supposed to look at? Its just, the place is missing something. I didn't want to tell you because I know how picky you get when you're in house cleaning mode."

"I just want everything kept neat and tidy."

"Ask yourself. Do you know what you can be like?"

Wanda shrugged her shoulders and broke eye contact with her wife. The black-haired woman grabbed ahold of Wanda's arms and stared hard enough for the redhead to meet the eyes of the woman that loved her so dearly.

"We're a strange couple, aren't we?" Gianna giggled in adoration.

"Yes. We quite are." Wanda responded and raised her hands up to cup her cheeks and kissed her.

A knock came at the door, interrupting the moment as Wanda motioned to answer the door where their unexpected visitor stood patiently outside.

"Nat? Hey. W-What're you doing here?" Wanda stammered.

"Is Gianna home?" The orange platinum-blonde haired replied quickly without a proper greeting.

"Is something the matter?"

"I need to talk to you both. It's urgent. I think... we think there might be a way to bring everyone back."

Perturbed by this, Wanda gaped her mouth open before calling Gianna who was already standing behind the redhead and acknowledged Natasha's presence as Iris cooed and giggled in delight to see her aunty Natasha visiting.

"Hey Natasha. What brings you here?" Gianna spoke sweetly to her colleague.

"We have a plan to bring everyone back, Gianna - a time heist. We collect the Stones from the past and bring them to the future, now, and someone snaps their fingers, everyone comes home." Natasha explained quickly.

"Are you sure about this? What about Tony?"

"He gave us the idea of building a proper time machine. All we need to do is use Pym Particles and--"

"Whoa, whoa. Pym Particles?"

"It's a bit of a long story. Essentially, all I'm asking is if you guys want to help. We already got Clint and Rhodey and Rocket and Nebula on the team, but your help would be greatly appreciated."

Wanda looked over her shoulder at her family and frowned, knowing that even if they succeeded or not, things wouldn't change if the government wanted Wanda in captivity for defying their laws. The thought she pondered on for a long time. Even then, Secretary Ross plotted on suspending Wanda's chances of living her life as a hero or a mother and wife.

"Hero up?" Gianna whispered to the redhead and smiled reassuringly.

"Super Hero Squad. Hero up!" Wanda grinned and cheered each other on before following Natasha to the estate where all the other heroes had gathered to participate in the time heist.