scott x hope oneshots

a walk in the woods

It was nine in the morning on a normal Saturday in San Francisco. The warmth outside hinted the close end of spring. Hope Van Dyne was up since 6:00 am. She should have rested for longer, but that never fits in her plans. During all that time, she had been working out in the training room at her parents' house. The punching bag still endured the deadly hit of her fists. That ritual helped her herself from her thoughts, but lately it didn't seem to help. A month had passed since Hank had brought Janet from the quantum realm, but still felt like yesterday. Hope used her gloves to stop the punching bag from moving and looked down smiling. Good job .

The past two years have been frenetic, working with her father hand to hand until both felt too exhausted to continue. They were so satisfied knowing that thousands of hours weren't invested in vain. With Janet at home, their routine changed drastically. Now the Victorian house was a proper place to call home.

For Hope, dealing with her mother's lost was the most painful thing she had to deal with. However, it wasn't the only case she had in her life. When that thought popped up in her mind, Hope's demeanor changed drastically. The drops of sweat were dripping from her forehead. While she was removing them with her gloves, she heard a voice.

"That's dedication. Good morning..."

Hope turned back with her lips pressed. For a moment, she looked like a child after breaking a lamp. "Oh hey... Did I wake you up? I tried to be as silent as I could." She asked worried.

"It's okay, you didn't."  Janet chuckled and came at her offering her a towel. "Believe it or not... I only sleep around three hours since I came back"

Hope arched her brows after drying her face and arms. She examined her mother, there wasn't a single trace of exhaustion in her face.

"How is that possible?"

"Saving energy for thirty years makes it unnecessary, I guess."

Her daughter laughed.

"Oh yeah? And what do you do the meantime if I may ask?"

For the first time in decades she saw her mother blush.

"I just see your father sleep" Janet confessed. "After all this time, I realize all the things I've missed and how much I needed him"

Hope nodded and looked away, taking her gloves off.  That made her reconsider certain things.

"I understand, Mom. I think you're doing the right thing"

"You should do the same, Hope."

She glanced at her mother right after hearing her name. Both perfectly knew the person implied. Since the mission was over both haven't talked again. She imagined Scott was busy, spending more time with Cassie. It was fair enough, now his sentence was over. But these two wild days had meant something else. An approach. The anguished moment at the dock was still running through her mind. She could feel her tension when she removed his helmet to know if he was alive. She preferred to avoid the conversation.

"Today I'll shower and go to my apartment later. I've been here for a month, Mom. I should clean it since we are not under arrest warrant. Anyone would think it's Spiderman's flat and not Wasp's." Hope kissed her mother's forehead. "In case you need anything, just message me."

Janet observed her leaving the room and grinned.

"Hope... You might haven't seen me for a while, but I know for sure when my daughter lies".

She kept on walking through the corridor, pretending not to have heard her. Hope felt so divided. Well, Dad is much worse at that.

She unmade her ponytail on the go.