Chapter 22: A Reunion of Sorts

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    You and Steve stare at each other a long, melancholy moment.

    Then, you heard a ping. You swiped to a CCTV display where you see Scott Lang waving frantically in front of an ugly brown van.

    "Hello? Is anyone home? This is uh Scott Lang. We met a few years ago at the airport." He yelled at the camera.

    "Is this an old message?" Steve asked staring at the live footage from the front gate.

    "It's the front gate," you replied, stunned.

    Scott paced, mumbling to himself.

    "Scott, are you okay?" Steve was concerned for the poor worried man.

    "What? Yes." Scott responded, snapping out of his panic.
"Have either of you guys ever studied quantum physics?" He asked the both of you.

    "Only to make conversation," you admitted. Steve glanced at you which earned a shrug from you.

    "Well, five years ago, just before
this Thanos guy...I went into a place called the Quantum Realm. It's like its own microscopic universe. You can only get there if you're incredibly small. Hope, she's my...she was supposed to pull me out. But then Thanos happened. And I was stuck in there." Scott explained to you. You felt a wave of sympathy wash over you.

    "I'm sorry. It must've been a long
five years." You comforted him.

    "Okay, but that's the thing. It wasn't. For me, it was only five hours. The rules in the Quantum Realm aren't like out here. They're completely unpredictable. Is anybody gonna eat that sandwich?" He became distracted easily by hunger.

    "Scott, what are you talking about?" Steve was getting antsy.

    "Time works differently in the Quantum Realm." Scott still didn't finish his explanation. He knew he had the two of you hooked.

    Steve and you shared a look.

    "Problem is, right now, it's chaos,
there's no way to navigate it. But what if we could figure out a way to enter the Quantum Realm at a certain point in time...and come out in another. Like, before Thanos-" The Ant-man theorized.

    "Wait...wait. Scott. Are you
talking about a time machine?" Steve asked in disbelief.

    "No, not a machine. More like a..." He searched for an alternative word but gave up, "yeah, like a time machine. I know it sounds crazy..."

    "Scott, I get emails from a raccoon.
Nothing's crazy anymore." You assured him. He nodded and thought a little bit about his next few words.

    "So, who do we talk to about this?" Scott asked the both of you.

*

    Steve was the driver and you sat with Scott in the back seat of the car. You remembered him from Germany. It seemed like he was just being used by Steve's team, just like you were for Tony's.

    "I'm sorry for your loss," you told him, remembering what he had said about Hope.

    "Do you know how I feel?" He asked, not wanting to pry.

    "Yes." You reply. Every day you thought about Bucky and the guilt that swirled in your stomach and clouded your thoughts.

    "Who?" He questioned.

    "Bucky," you told him. He was confused. You fought on Tony's side so his confusion was justified.

*

    "You have a friend," you chuckled as Sienna bleated happily under your hand. Bucky laughed and pet the cream colored goat. She smiled the best a goat could then took a huge bite out of the bottom of his t-shirt.

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