We're together till the end of the line

Endgame

Somewhere in space Nebula and Peter were on the ship playing paper football.

"Wrra!" Nebula said frustrated and put her hands in a fighting stance while looking at Peter.

"You don't need to do that. Because uh... you're just holding position." Peter said and flicked a paper football towards her. "Oh yeah, that was close." he said and she flicked a paper football towards him. "That's a goal. We're now one a piece."

"I would like to try again." she said and flicked a paper football towards him.

"We're tied up. Feel the tension? It's fun." he said and flicked a paper football towards her. "That was terrible. Now you have a chance to win." he said and she flicked the paper football towards him. "And... you've won. Congratulations." he said and reached his hand out to shake her hand. "Fair game. Good sport." he said and she shook his hand. "Have fun?"

"It was fun."

Later Peter rubbed his thumb over his left eye, and leaned down, to what would be his last sleep. Nebula walked over to him, carried him to Drax's seat, and lay him there and walked away dejected.

Then there was a light on Peter's face, growing brighter and brighter until he was forced to open his eyes to see Captain Marvel.

Meanwhile Bucky was in a bathroom in the Avengers compound holding a blade, having just shaved off his beard. He sighed and looked into a side mirror and started shaking, slowly at first, and then severely. A few minutes later Bucky, Wanda, Bruce and Sam were at the yard walking out looking at something, the Benatar carried by Captain Marvel as she landed the spacecraft. The landing gears deploy as they touch down. Then the entry hatch opened and Peter and Nebula walked out, Peter being supported by Nebula. Bucky ran to help him stand up and Peter gripped his arm as he joined him.

"Couldn't stop him." Peter said.

"Neither could I." Bucky said fighting the want to hold him close and kiss him.

"I lost Tony."

"Peter, we lost."

"Is, uh...?" Peter said and struggled to ask about Steve but Bucky shook his head.

Rocket sat down with Nebula and took her hand, both silently mourning their losses.

Later in the Compound they were sitting in a living room area. Peter was sitting at a table, getting blood from Bucky to speed up the healing. A holographic casualty report listed the names and faces of those lost to the Decimation.

"It's been 23 days since Thanos came to Earth." Sam said.

"World governments are in pieces. The parts that are still working are trying to take a census. And it looks like he did... he did exactly what he said he was gonna do. Thanos wiped out fifty percent, of all living creatures." Wanda said.

"Where is he now? Where?" Peter asked.

"We don't know. He just opened a portal and walked through." Bucky said.

Meanwhile a sullen-looking Thor was sitting on a bench, seemingly deep in thought.

"What's wrong with him?" Peter asked.

"Oh, he's pissed. He thinks he failed. Which of course he did, but you know there's a lot of that's going around, ain't there?" Rocket said.

"Honestly, until this exact second, I literally thought you were a Build-A-Bear."

"Maybe I am."

"We've been hunting Thanos for three weeks now. Deep Space scans, and satellites, and we got nothing. Peter, you fought him." Bucky said.