*4 years ago*

After 11 days, my feet really hurt.

All that fucking running, moving from place to place without sleeping a wink. Wanda was growing more and more tired, ready to give in, suck it up and go to prison. At least you could eat there.

Day 11 was fucked up.

We were wandering through a field of tall grass, I was holding Wanda up as she struggled to walk, her feet not being able to the vast amount of movement we were doing.

Maybe I should have attended more of Steve's mandatory team training.

The edge of the field revealed a smoke, you could see it from afar and the smoke became hope.

Hope that inspired Wanda to step up, the adrenaline kicking in and she got straight up. She saw salvation at the edge of the field, so did I.

Drowning from the thirst, a small hut became visible with smoke coming from the open cook of whatever version of a pig Kree had.

Day 11 brought hunger from the unbelievable smell.

"Y/N, how do we know whoever this is won't try to turn us in?" Wanda said as we watched from the edge of the long-ass grass.

"Well um, maybe-" I paused and looked to her pain, "You sit down please darling, rest your feet.." I said, helping her to the floor.

"My feet being in pain doesn't change the fact that whoever lives there could cash us in for a quick check.." Wanda called out to me from the floor.

"Let's just wait it out, we can get a sense of who they are.." I said, spying back to the hut.

After half an hour, the maybe pig had turned a desirable colour, not helping the starving feeling that belonged to the pair for days. I was glad that Wanda couldn't see it, although I knew she could smell it, maybe the smell was worse for her.

A tall being emerged from the hit as the food was finished turning. Whoever the individual was, they looked to be alone, bare. The person had a sweet glow about them, making me want to trust them.

I looked down to my newly titled fiancé who I knew needed a break, a hideout for the day. a day of peace.

Day 11 brought peace.

I decided for the both of us to approach the stranger, if whoever they were turned me in or was a Kree officer undercover, at least Wanda had a chance to getaway. I think her safety meant more than mine.

"Okay, hey! How do you do? I'm with my fiancé, we haven't eaten in days and was wondering if you had anything to spare?!" I called out of the clearing to the stranger who seemed surprised.

"Oh my, dear yes! I have not seen travelling friends in quite a long time!" The older man yelled out, gesturing me over.

"Let me get Wanda, she's too tired to move hold on!" I yelled, getting a burst of energy I hadn't had in days to pull Wanda out of the tall ass grass and tell her we were okay.

The man had laid out chairs and I pulled her into it one, hearing a sense of relief pull out of her. The stranger kept quiet as I soothed Wanda, taking care of her needs before my own.

"My name is Al-Fae, resent of Kree. Old Kree, not what it has become now.." The man spoke, preparing a new fire.

"Your very kind, thank you. My name is Y/N and this is Wanda, we're from earth.." I smiled at him.

"Earth? We don't seem to meet many people from earth these days. No travel out of there.." He said, beginning to take the maybe pig off of the fire.

"It's not very common, no.." I sighed.

"You folks aren't in good knick, she doesn't look okay. You on the run from the Kree officers?" He straightforwardly asked.

"Well um, yeah, yes we are. They thought we were attacking them and shot us straight out of the sky. We didn't do anything wrong, I'm sorry for intruding.." I spoke.

"I used to wed people, it was what I lived for, seeing couples smile. Now I take in passers that my planet is wrongfully imprisoning people.." Al-Far spoke as he prepared slices of the meat.

"They do that?" I spoke, sitting in the chair next to Wanda and trying to keep her awake, "Come on sweetheart, we can eat now.."

"They kill whomever they please, the system on this planet is more than broken.." He explained, placing the meat on a plate and gathering other foods for us to enjoy with it.

"Your really too kind, thank you. We've been running for 11 days so a meal is just amazing.." I said, taking the two plates and waking Wanda up from her tired daze to eat.

"Thank you.." She whispered to me, nodding to Al-Fae.

"So you two are together, lovers?" He asked us.

"For over two years, we got engaged eleven days ago.." I smiled at him, Wanda nodding while inhaling that heavenly feeling in his mouth.

On Day 11, the food brought them both to heaven and back.

"You will be separated, when the Kree officials eventually catch you. They however believe it is bad karma to separate newlyweds. You would be together.." Al-Fae explained.

I looked to Wanda, she was just aggressively nodding as she pushed food into her mouth. After being engaged for so little time, we would just get married? That would be that? I mean yeah that's right, that would be just that.

After Wanda's second portion, and half of mine, we sat down to discuss.

On day 11, would we get married?

It was what we both wanted, to be sealed in some sort of legal bond that society felt was necessary for a relationship one day.

On day 11, we decided to get married.

After we both got some much-needed rest, Al-Fae had made preparations to marry us. He provided new clothes, a change we hadn't had in days. A short white dress that seemed years old for Wanda and a definitely not fitted suit for myself.

The venue was a run-down road, some flowers dowsed around and a man was waiting for us. We scribbled some 'vows' onto a piece of paper and held her hand as we walked to our wedding.

"I said I wasn't going to wear white when I married you, but here we are.." She smiled at me, a smile I hadn't seen in days.

"You would look stunning in a trash bag, I'd still marry you if you wore one of those by the way.." I smiled, conforming to her.

"Oh stop it, you know you wouldn't. This isn't the ideal wedding my love but, I am yours and you are mine. Maybe we can do this again one day, but have our people there. The people we would gain along the way.." Wanda smiled, getting ready.

With only wildlife and a stranger present, I stepped under a makeshift wedding venue with the love of my life and said my love note.

"Wanda, for a long time we both flirted, avoided. You believed I was interested in your brother with is insane, because he's Pietro. But when I met you, you were going through a gothic phase and we're trying to kill me but the only thing I could think about was how hot you were. Then you feel so helplessly in love with me, then I loved you a lot more. Because you were everything, since the moment I met you you were it. You are my first love and you will be my last because your you. So, Maximoff, I vow that you are for me and I am for you, always.." I cried through the speech, making Wanda cry too.

"Y/N, you and I have been through more than anyone should ever have to. You could never bake, cook, or use a toaster, but one time after a mission you made me cookies. I would usually make them but I was two tired so instead, you did. They were awful, truly awful, like inedible, but that was the day I knew I was in love with you. I knew you cared for me, that you made an effort for me, on some crazy level I knew you loved me. I knew it when we would slow dance in the kitchen at 3 am, I knew it when you would always buy the candy you hated and suck it up for me, I knew. I knew the same way that I know now. I love you Y/N, I don't think I'll ever stop.." She laughed, pushing away the tears.

I mean everyone was crying at this point, everyone. There is no greater story than the one of love.

"Y/N, do you take Wanda to be your wife?" He asked.

"I do.."

"And Wanda, do you take Y/N to be your wife?" He asked again.

"I do.."

Day 11 was the day I could officially call Wanda Maximoff my wife.