AN: I'M BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK! Did ya miss me? No?! That's okay. I wouldn't miss me either so I don't blame you. My hiatus is over! I was going to wait until next week to get this started, but the plot bunnies are restless. His Words and A Macgyver and His Dog are currently being reworked so it may be a little while before they're out. A MacGyver and His Dog was deleted due to my own error. Every now and again, I'll take down a story that I would like to redo and I wasn't paying attention...*headdesk* I tried to recover it but Fanfiction said it couldn't find the story anywhere. So yeah. Totally my fault on that one. Rose will be back though! I promise. Moving forwards. I'm in a much better place now since I took a much-needed break from the site as a whole. I've gotten back into meditating so that has helped my anxiety so much (I've tried medication in the past and hated the way it made me feel). I'm somewhat back on my routine, not completely though as some changes are coming my way so I want to be sure I can work around them and with that said updates might be a little scattered. One more thing before we begin, I would like to thank those who read and reviewed Spider-Mac! Y'all rock! Pox, I'm so glad you loved it XD Alright, that's it :) Let's get this train a-rollin'!

Summary: A rewrite of my first story, Impossible Doesn't Exist. Mac is turned into a toddler, Jack is even more of a helicopter parent, Matty is not amused, Riley is gushing at the adorableness, and Bozer is the Ultimate Mother Hen Man!

Y'all know this whole thing by know ;)

Enjoy my loves!

Prologue

Jack and Matty made it to the hidden bunker where Mac was being kept and stopped outside the doors. Matty gave Jack a look that told him not to do anything stupid. he gave her a look saying that his boy was in there and he was getting him out one way or another. Matty shook her head and quietly spoke to Riley through her com.

"Riley is Mac and our baddie of the week still here?" Matty asked.

"Yes! I'm one hundred percent sure they're still there!"

"Good. You and Bozer get here as fast you can. Just don't be Jack." Matty said.

"Hey!" Jack exclaimed quietly. "Can we please get Mac now?"

"Yes. On three." Matty said.

Matty counted to two and Jack flung the aged bunker door wide open and flew down the stairs with Matty hot on his heels. He slowed down and raised his gun. He peaked around the corner and spotted their baddie of the week standing over something speaking in what sounds like Latin to them. Jack popped around the corner and subdued their bad guy, rather girl as Matty checked on Mac. Instead of finding their blonde genius she found a child. No more than three no less! She gently untied and ungagged the poor thing.

"Who are you, little guy?" Matty asked in a soft tone.

"Matty it's me!" The three-year-old said. "It's Mac! Look!"

Matty stared at the little boy and gasped at the sight of the pocket knife. She would also recognize those blue eyes anywhere.

"Mac? But how-" Matty started. She shook her head and picked him up, holding him close. "Jack!"

Jack looked back and saw Matty holding a child. Not just any child. Mac. He'd know his boy anywhere there was no doubt!

"Mac," Jack said softly.

"Hi." Mac squeaked giving Jack a small wave.

Pancake, this isn't very vague. Are you sure you're feeling alright? Has the world exploded?!

Until Next Time! Whoever said writing a script was easy is a liar!