Hello everyone! Here is the Interquel!

Disclaimer: I do not own Carrie White, Loki (MCU), the Avengers or any MCU character.

Chapter 1

Shit. Shit. Shit.

Tony had already scooped up Scott Lang and the two men were now away from Stark Tower where everyone was losing their shit, hiding out in a ruined car.

Carrie.

This was after the Battle of New York when the Space Stone and Mind Stone revived her. The kid should be in bed resting, not pulled to God knew where with Loki and a JARVIS controlled suit that likely didn't have much juice left.

"We fucked up." Scott summed up his thoughts. "We need to get to Cap and the Hulk, we need to figure something out."

He didn't sound hopeful that there could be a workaround on this. Tony knew there was one though – they just needed to think.

Steve eventually showed up with the Scepter and they informed him of the bad news. He pressed his lips together and insisted that there had to be another way. Scott snapped, and said that there was no other way as he stepped out of the car and slammed the door shut behind him.

"No, no, no! There are no other options! There's no do overs! We're not going anywhere else! We have one particle left, each! We use that, bye-bye, there's no going home!"

"Yeah, well if we don't try, then no one goes home." Steve said stubbornly as Tony had a revelation.

"We need Hank Pym." He said.

"He's dead!" Scott said, the anger in his voice rough with grief. The Snap was something still new to him. The grief of everything lost would weld up suddenly, and without warning.

"Yeah, from 2018 and over – but not before." Tony said intently. This was the third option.

The other two men looked at each other.

"How would we find him?" Steve asked. "Do you know his location in this time?"

"Even if I did, I'm a Stark, he hasn't met Lang yet, and – well you're working with me so that will probably be enough for him to be a dick." Tony said, thinking out loud. "I read S.H.I.E.L.D files though, from when he was still with them. We need to go to the 1970s. We'll have another shot at the Tesseract and can grab Pym particles on the way out."

"This would be our last, last chance." Scott said grimly. There was hope in his eyes though.

"Yeah. Once we get all of this taken care of though we need to make sure Carrie doesn't die." Tony closed his eyes. The thought of the fuckups or near disasters she prevented being unleashed was horrifying.

"Agreed." Steve said, sharing his thoughts. "When we return the Stones, we need to make sure she gets back."

They landed on grass and it was dark out, dark enough she would have needed a flashlight to see if the Cube wasn't glowing so intensely.

JARVIS didn't hesitate and punched Loki hard in the face, as Carrie, still holding on tightly to the Asgardian's arms, pried his fingers from the Cube. When she realized he was attempting to active the it again Carrie used her powers to give Loki a clumsy mental slap. She needed to keep him from properly concentrating if there was any hope of snatching the Cube before he could activate it again.

She didn't want to end up at the bottom of the ocean.

They eventually managed to wrangle the Tesseract from Loki; Carrie held it close to her chest as JARVIS held the God of Mischief down. Her chest hurt and all of her remaining energy was spent.

"This is not an ideal situation." JARVIS commented. "You should not be exerting yourself and my power levels are low."

Carrie just laid down on the grass and didn't say anything for a moment.

"Can you, huh, call Tony?" She was still trying to wrap her head around the fact that there had been an older Tony. Time travel was possible?

"I am – buzz – attempting."

Should she tell someone? It might be okay to ask JARVIS for advice, but Loki was here, and she didn't want him knowing about older Tony. Especially with the Tesseract right here.

Older Tony had tried to take the Tesseract, so it stood to reason that it had something to do with why he was in this time. Aside from the reasons she already had, it was another incentive to keep the Cube safe.

She let it into her mind, upon feeling the poking and prodding at the edge of her consciousness. It cost her nothing and soothed the settling lethargy. Bit by bit she let the Tesseract pull her into a blue mist that pulled away like a fog to show her an image.

It was Tony's ruined penthouse, and he wasn't alone. The other Avengers were inside, all tired and angry.

"Can you track her through the suit JARVIS is using?" Steve asked. He was sitting on the couch, arms over his knees and mask drawn back.

"He'll send a distress signal but depending on how far away they are it'll take time." Tony was running a hand through his hair. "The suit he's piloting doesn't have much juice left in it either."

"We don't even know if they're still on Earth." Bruce pointed out, rubbing his eyes. Out of everyone he looked the most haggard. His clothes appeared to be something he might have borrowed from Tony.

"If I possessed the Tesseract, I could have returned to Asgard and had Heimdall search for them. Alas. . ." Thor trailed off.

"We have the Scepter." Agent Barton said. "Could that be used instead?"

"The Scepter's talents are with the mind." Thor sighed. "Would your people even return it if it was capable of locating Lady Carrie?"

"She's high on S.H.I.E.L.D's priority list." Agent Romanoff said. "Likely to be bumped up after this. If we have a solid plan, I don't think they'll kick up a fuss."

"And if they do, boo-hoo." Tony muttered. He was scowling at his phone, furiously typing away.

"What are you doing?" Agent Barton asked.

"Calling up someone who might be able to find her."

Steve looked up. "Might?"

"I don't know if she'll count with the thing that can track people with the speed we need. It's very. . . specific."

The voices began to fade, and Carrie was pulled back. The fog of blue light closed in on itself again and she returned to reality.

Carrie first realized that she was laying on stone instead of grass and there was orange light. She gazed around and saw the inside of a cave, rain softly falling outside. The Iron Man suit was sitting across from her, sparking here and there from damage, while Loki was tied up right next to it, with the suit between him and the exit.

"You have awakened." JARVIS said.

"Yes. I'm sorry, how long was I. . . away?" Carrie asked.

"Approximately an hour." JARVIS answered. "I believe we are still on Earth, but we were taken to an island. My systems have taken heavy damage, but I will try to communicate to Mr. Stark what I know of our location." There was a pause. "My distress signal is not operational, and this suit will run out of power in 24 hours, even with my attempts to conserve energy."

If she wasn't found before then, she would be on her own with Loki. How would they eat? Was there any water here they could drink? She remembered from school that freshwater lakes were safe but what if this island didn't have any. . .

"We'll just have to hope then." Carrie said softly. "Hope and pray."

JAVRIS didn't say anything at first.

"It would be best if you received more rest, Ms. White. I will stand watch."

Carrie nodded – and hesitated for a moment before walking over to the suit and laying down on its other side. She didn't want to be alone, and the fire felt warmer here anyway.

If JARVIS was surprised, he didn't say anything and let her rest.

Hope you liked the first chapter!

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