I didn't want to believe it was possible. Or maybe, I just didn't want to get my hopes up. Hearing what this, Antman, had to say. I'd mostly kept quiet, just going along with everyone as we made our way out of town the next morning. I'd not gotten much sleep, it was hard with all these ideas whirling around inside my brain and old emotions coming back. I had to wonder, if this time travel fantasy might actually be real.

We were almost to Stark's apparent new residence. I sat in the back with Scott Lang, who seemed pretty shocked by my appearance. I'm sure he didn't run into many seven foot tall women before. "So... You're super strong, I take it?"

"That's about the size of it." I answered, not really putting much thought into the conversation. Though it was nice that he didn't mention the missing arm.

"That must be nice," He nodded, "I just kinda, get really small or really big."

"Interesting..."

"So were you always super strong or... Did you get the Captain America treatment?" He asked with a light chuckle.

Alright, fine I'll play the game. "No, actually, I used to eat people." I answered with a completely serious expression. "And then one day I just got super strong, weird huh?"

Scott blinked, staring back at me. "Hey uh..." Tapping Steve on the shoulder but never taking her eyes off me. He looked like a deer caught in the headlights. "Is she serious?"

"I mean... Yeah," Nat answered with a shrug. "Basically."

"Gwen," Steve shot me a look in the rear-view mirror. "Be nice."

"Right right right," I waved him off, leaning back in my seat. "Relax Scott, I don't eat people anymore."

"Cool..." He still didn't sound too comfortable. "And uh... Was that a moral decision?"

To which I shrugged, "Nah, just kinda lost my stomach for it." Maybe that would keep him from bugging me for a while.

Besides, we were here. And as we pulled up, I could already see Tony outside. He was holding a child, presumably his. Geez, we really hadn't spoken in awhile. Not since I punched him, actually. I never got the chance to speak with him when we were dealing with the Purifier. Five years goes by pretty fast when you're trying to do anything but think about what happened. As the car came to a stop, the four of us stepped out. Tony didn't look... Upset, to see us. Mostly surprised, but maybe that was just because I stood over a foot taller than before... Or maybe it was the missing arm.

He sent his... Daughter? I had to assume, inside. As we approached the porch of his lovely home. "Before we do a heartwarming reunion," Tony stopped us before we could actually ascend the few stairs separating us. His eyes landing on me, "Gonna need a verbal guarantee you aren't gonna punch anyone..."

I knew he was being sarcastic, but did he forget why I punched him in the first place? "I don't know," I placed the only hand I had on my hip, quirking an eyebrow. "Depends, if anyone plans on insulting my dead family again I might not be able to resist."

Tony nodded solemnly, breathing out a small sigh. "Right... Sorry."

"Yeah, me too... Not just for the punch." Before looking to Steve and the others. "But... That's not why we came, Steve you wanna take it from here?"

He nodded, "Right, Scott," Looking back at Antman, "You wanna take it from here?"

"What? O-Oh uh, right yeah..."

So Scott told him everything he told us. About the Quantum realm, his miraculous escape from it, and how time worked different there. It was a whole lot of things I didn't understand, but I could tell Stark knew where it was going pretty early into the conversation. His face shifting, he was tensing up. Maybe he knew something about this that we didn't?

"Look, I know how it sounds... And it might be impossible but..." Tony was pouring us drinks, iced coffee I think, as Scott finished up.

"Tony, after everything we've seen-"

"Quantum fluctuation messes with the Planck Scale which triggers the deutsch preposition," He stated, "Can we all agree on that?"

"Right, of course." I nodded, as all those words went in one ear and out the other.

"In layman's terms it means, you're not coming home." Tony concluded, handing out glasses.

"I did." Scott argued.

"No, you miraculously survived," Stark corrected, "It's a billion to one cosmic fluke... And now you wanna pull a- What did you call it?"

I leaned against the railing, as Scott fumbled a bit. "Its uh... Time heist?" Trying to retain any form of confidence in his own words.

"Right, of course," Stark nodded, patronizing him. "Why didn't we think of this before? Oh that's right, because it's laughable? Because it's a pipe dream?"

"The stones are in the past," Steve jumped in, "We can go back and we can get them."

"We can snap our own fingers," Natasha added, "Bring everybody back."

"Or screw it up worse than he already has, right?" Tony questioned, which was a fair point.

"I don't believe we would." Steve held his ground.

"Gotta say I missed that giddy optimism," Had a feeling we weren't gonna get anywhere here. "But high hopes won't matter if I have no way to safely, execute said... Time heist." Kicking back in a chair with his drink. "I believe the most likely outcome, will be our collective demise."

"Look, I know you've got a lot on the line," Scott sat down as well, actually sounding serious for a moment. "You've got a wife, a daughter... But I lost someone very important to me, a lot of people did... And now we have a chance to bring her back, to bring everyone back!" He was getting heated, maybe I wasn't the one Stark had to worry about today. "And you're telling me you're not even gonna try t-"

"That's right Scott, I'm not." Tony firmly replied, shrugging, "I can't risk it."

Before more could be said, that little girl came running out. Climbing into Stark's lap as he picked her up. "Mommy told me to come save you..."

Oh, oh my heart. "Good job, I'm saved." He assured, holding her as he stood up. "I wish you'd come here to ask me something else, anything else... I'm honestly happy to see you guys, and look the table is set for seven if-"

"Look Tony," Steve stopped him as he tried to walk past us. "I get it, but this is a second chance..."

Stark shook his head, "I've got my second chance right here Cap, I can't roll the dice on it." Finally making his way by, "If you don't talk shop, you can stay for lunch."

Well, might be my best chance. "Yeah, I'll take that offer." I shrugged, earning a confused look from the others. "I'll catch up later, I could go for a jog anyways."

Steve seemed skeptical of my motives, but nodded. "Alright, see you back at the compound." Before he and the others made their way off the porch and back towards the car.

As they left Stark and I there, he shifted nervously while holding the girl. "Well then... Care for a tour?"

I nodded at that, "Yeah, the house looks great." I complimented, as we made our way inside. "So, what's her name?"

"Morgan," He answered, stroking her hair before setting her down. "Let Mom know we've got a big mouth to feed." Before she ran off.

Rude, but not wrong. "She's cute... So you and Pepper got married?" I asked, noticing a few pictures around the room as he lead me through some of the interior.

"Well, we were engaged before the uh..." He trailed off, clearing his throat before leading me out another door to the outside. A back porch, from here there was a great view of the lake. "Anyways... After everything happened and I uh, settled down... We thought it was as good a time as any."

I smiled faintly, "I'm happy for you, but I don't remember getting an invitation to the wedding." I added pointedly.

He stifled a laugh before answering, "Well I didn't want one of those white trash weddings where a bridesmaid gets into a fight with someone after a few drinks."

"You'd have let me be a bridesmaid? I'm flattered." I joked right back at him, chuckling a little as we walked down towards the dock. "Well, either way I'm happy everything turned out alright with you and Pepper."

"Thanks... Was kinda worried when you showed up all roided out, that there might be some bad blood." Tony replied, hands in his pockets. "So, how did that uh... Happen, anyways?"

"Oh, well while we were still trying to put out fires, I kinda got wrapped up in a mess involving Doctor Connors." I explained, staring out over the lake.

"The freaky lizard guy?"

"The very same."

"Huh, weird..."

"Anyways, he was trying to steal radioactive materials, I got captured and... During the fighting, I got a hold of some of that serum that made Titania... Titania." I shrugged, "So, it was either juice up and hope for the best or get killed by either Connors or the radiation poisoning."

"Yikes, that sounds..." He trailed off, looking out over the water as well. "I'm... Sorry I wasn't there."

I waved him off, "Don't be, sometimes bad shit just happens, and there is nothing you can do about it..." I shrugged.

"Wow, I see Steve's optimism hasn't rubbed off on you." He released a laughing scoff, "Where did you get that one from?"

I hesitated briefly, clearing my throat before answering. "Mary- er, I mean... Titania, she said that to me once."

"Well... She must have been a lot of fun to hang around." I didn't take offense to that, he was right of course. "... So, you guys stuck together after the Raft huh? All the way to... Thanos."

I quirked an eyebrow, "I thought you said you didn't want to talk shop."

"The past is... Fine, within reason," He played it off casually. "Just... No time travel."

I chuckled at that, "Fair enough... Yeah, we stuck together and found a safe place to hide underground in Manhattan." I explained, scratching the back of my neck, "Stayed there until, well... Until that ship showed up."

Stark was visibly surprised to hear that I'd been so close. "Well, you were definitely late to the party."

"Yeah, showed up right as you were flying off into space." I stated, "Then, ran into Banner and... Ended up fighting Thanos' army in Wakanda."

"Right... I remember that part." He had been debriefed after coming back from space after all. "And you all fought... Hey, what was that bandaged guys deal anyways?" He asked suddenly, shooting me a look. "He was really strong, practically overpowered my suit and had some serious durability for a skinny guy dressed like a mummy."

"Oh, Kane," I shifted slightly, "Apparently, the doctor used his unique Cells to help adapt new DNA into him... So he was pretty much a hybrid of a couple aliens that ended up on earth, even had some Thor DNA mixed in."

"Sheesh, that's a pretty scary sounding cocktail." Stark shook his head, "Could he call down lightning?"

"He did it once," I explained, "Near the end, during the battle... You should have seem the glimmer in his eyes," I shook my head as I remembered him. Feeling a little heat behind my own eyes. "Hurt him pretty bad, but he didn't care."

Stark nodded, seeming to pick up on my shifting tone. "Must have been a hell of a show... I'm sorry for what I said before." He added, looking back at me. "I didn't realize you and them had... Or that they were all, snapped."

"One of them wasn't." I spoke faster than I thought, earning another concerned look from him. I shook it off, clearing my throat to force away that lump forming in it. "Amy, she uh... Well, we were getting overrun by the Outriders and Chitauri so she... She took a bomb onto their ship to try and destroy the Chitauri." I explained, "Blew up the ship, but didn't make it out in time."

Stark moved closer to me, reaching up to put a hand on my shoulder. "I'm sorry... I really wish things could have been different and... If I didn't have them, I promise I would-"

"No, no its alright." I wiped my eyes, shrugging it off and steeling my nerves. "Its just... Her death was always the hardest to accept, along with Venom." I explained, regaining my composure. "Because she died... She died thinking she'd just saved all of us, and then we still failed so... Makes me think she died for nothing." Shaking my head again, clearing my throat. "Its... Well, its why I want this to work so bad, even if you won't help... I have to make sure that what she did wasn't for nothing, whatever it takes."

Stark nodded to that, "I understand..." Before his gaze shifted, landing on my left shoulder. "You know... They told me what happened, with that whole Purifier thing I just... It was hard to believe it actually happened until now."

I chuckled a little at that, "Yeah, feels like just yesterday I still had two arms..."

"And is the whole... She-Hulk thing, true?"

"I don't know," I smirked back at him, "Why don't you try throwing around some insults and find out?"

"Daddy! Tall lady!" We turned our heads as Morgan shouted from the back porch, "Lunch is ready!"

"Be right there sweetheart!" Stark called back to her, before looking to me. "Yeah no thanks, come on... Unless you need a minute?"

"No, no I'm alright." I assured, waving him off. "Thanks for listening, and not hating me after everything that's happened..."

As we made our way to the house once again, Tony patted me on the back. "No problem, thanks for not punching me again."

Making me release a short laugh, "Yeah, no problem."

"Because I'm pretty sure it would kill me this time."