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The next morning, the group woke up with a better mood than the evening before. It was like a burden had been lifted off their shoulders, they were all closer now. Confidants.

So when the time came to train, things went way smoother than yesterday. They were able to work with each other, in sync with their teammates, not getting in each other's way anymore. It was like a dance, and they had aced it.

Now, they really were a team.


***Lab***

Around noon time, Cassie and PJ found themselves in the lab watching as Bruce, Maddie, Nebula, and Viv were standing around Scott, who was standing there in a white suit, very similar to the Ant-Man suit, but with a red and black trim. And the cherry on too was the Avengers logo over the top left side of the chest plate, right over the heart.

Currently, they were adding the finishing touches on it when Peter and Rhodey walked in.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!" The Colonel admired, examining the suit up close. "Time travel suit? Not bad!"

"Yeah!" Peter agreed, walking around them and admiring the suit as well. "And it's got a little bit of everyone. The Avengers A for the team, similar Ant-Man inner workings and helmet for Dr. Pym, and holographic shielding for the visor for the Guardians of the Galaxy... did I get the name right?"

Peter looked over to Nebula when he asked, and she respectfully nodded to her friend. Even going as far to give a small smile. "That was right."

As they admired it, Scott was on edge about how the Pym Particles were being placed into the suit. Namely, by Bruce.

"Hey, hey, hey! Easy, easy!" Scott exclaimed warningly.

Bruce, who had been trying to put the Particles in, backed away in light frustration. "I'm being very careful."

"No, you're being very Hulky."

"I'm being careful!"

"Look, these are Pym Particles, alright? And ever since Hank Pym got snapped out of existence, this is it. This is what we have. We're not making any more!"

"Scott, calm down." Rhodey consoled his friend.

Realizing his own anxiety had spiked, Scott calmed himself and apologized. "Sorry. It's just, we can't waste these. We can only spare for two test runs, max." As he said this, he was fidgeting to insert the Particle viles. Only he accidentally pressed the button to shrink, which made him shrink down before growing back to normal size. When his helmet reopened, his face showed a deadpanned look. "Okay, one. One test run...phew! All right. I am not ready for this."

"I'm game." They all turned, except Scott, and saw Frankie there. Leaning against the doorway with his arms folded. "I'll do it."

A look of surprise and worry on their faces at that.

Peter walked over to Frankie and put a hand in his shoulder. "Frankie, are you sure about this?"

There was some hesitancy in Frankie's mood, but he put on a strong face and gave a firm nod.

"I got this."

Five minutes went by and Frankie now stood between Bruce and Nebula who were putting the required settings in the suit for Frankie.

"Frankie, now you're gonna feel a little discombobulated from the chronoshift. But don't worry about it."

The young Barton looked up to his green "uncle" and nodded in understanding. Mainly to the 'not worrying about it' part.

"Wait a second, lemme ask you something." Rhodey jumped, a thought clearly in his mind, "If we can do this, you know, go back in time, why don't we just find baby Thanos, you know, and..." His sentence had ended, but he made the gesture of tying up and strangling something...or in this case, someone.

Peter was the first to react, turning away for a moment with wide eyes and letting out a genuinely surprised, "Wow."

"First of all, that's horrible!" Bruce stated, shocked as well and obviously not with that idea.

"Oh come on! It's Thanos!"

"And secondly, time doesn't work that way. Changing the past doesn't change the future."

"Look, we go back, we get the stones before Thanos gets them... Thanos doesn't have the stones." Scott explained the idea like it was so simple...And it did seem as though it was. "Problem solved."

"Bingo." Frankie agreed, liking the sound of it.

"Sounds easy enough," Peter added, also agreeing. "plus it'd save on Pym Particles."

That part of it definitely sat well with Scott. But Nebula cut in on that note. "That's not how it works."

Frankie looked over his shoulder at her, slightly confused at her words. What did she mean? "Well, that's what I heard."

"By who? Who told you that?" Bruce prompted.

It was then that Rhodey jumped in and began counting on his fingers. "Star Trek, Terminator, TimeCop, Time After Time, -"

"Men In Black, Back To The Future." Peter quickly added to the list.

"-Quantum Leap." Scott also added.

"-Wrinkle in Time, Somewhere in Time,-"

"-Hot Tub Time Machine!"

"Hot Tub Time Machine! Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure. Basically, any movie that deals with time travel."

"Die Hard? No, that's not one."

"This is known." Rhodey stated with firm conviction.

But Bruce contradicted it all. "I don't know why everyone believes that, but that isn't true. Think about it: If you travel to the past, that past becomes your future. And your former present becomes the past. Which can't now be changed by your new future!"

"Exactly."

"So... Back To The Future's a bunch of bulls***?" Scott mused, not wanting to accept it.

Right then was when PJ jumped up and broke his silence. "Nope! No way, absolutely no way! I refuse to believe that!"

And with Cassie right behind him shrugging, the two walked out, leaving the older ones to their business.


***Hangar***

Now in the hangar, Frankie stood on the platform of the newly finished Quantum Time Machine.

"Alright, Frankie." Bruce called up to him from his station. "We're going in 3..." A helmet, similar to that of the Ant-Man helmet(but sleeker and a clearer visor), came up and encased his head, "2..." he took a deep breath and let it out before, "1!"

Suddenly, the floor began to disappear and it seemed as though everything had zoomed in and Frankie was pulled into a colorful void. He was now in the Quantum Realm. Within seconds, he was flying through what seemed like different dimensions.

From within his helmet, he could see the constant chaos of the blue vortexes he was flying through. The sounds from it were like muffled ocean waves against his helmet, mixed with his heavy breathing.

And then, just like coming out of a highway tunnel, he saw a bright light. Fear began to spike, his head began to spin, and all he could do was scream.

"AaaahhhHHHHhHHhHhhh!"

As he finished screaming, his helmet went down and he took in a deep breath of fresh air, coming down from a major brain wave.

When he finally opened his eyes, he noticed that he was in firm ground. Only this ground was... dirt? It was dirt! Frankie then looked up and around and could tell that it was some sort of barn-slash-shed. But then, his memory was triggered! It was then that he recognized it. How could he not? He had run through this barn multiple times. It was the barn of the Barton Farmhouse.

Standing up fully, Frankie walked over to the door of the barn and saw a sight that brought him a relieved feeling: home. Seeing the house of his family made him smile a little, and with that smile he began to walk towards the house. As he neared it, he saw something on the ground outside the side door. He soon saw that it was a baseball glove as he knelt down and picked it up.

Examining it, he smiled tearfully as he realized that it was his brother's. "Hah, Cooper." he whispered to himself.

It was so overwhelming just to see something from his past like this, but it made him happy that it was close to home. Literally. Suddenly though, there was a voice. A voice that made Frankie's breath hitch and his heart skip a beat. A voice he hadn't heard in ten years... his father's voice.

"Hey kids!" The voice of Clint Barton called out from inside the house, possibly from the kitchen. "Lunch is almost ready!"

"Dad?" Frankie peeped. He was so surprised at the sound of his father's voice, he had become breathless. He needed to see him, he had to.

Suddenly, the time GPS on his wrist beeped, signaling his time was up. But he didn't want to go just yet.

Swiftly, Frankie ran for the door and called out to his father. "Dad! Da-" He was cut off as his helmet came up and he was pulled back to his time.

Meanwhile, Clint Barton walked out of the kitchen and into the living room. "Yeah buddy?" He called out, looking around for his son who he heard call him, but was nowhere to be found. "Frankie?"

Receiving no reply, Clint shrugged his shoulders and walked back into the kitchen.


***Present Day***

"-aad!" Frankie was on his knees, helmet down and catching his breath.

Peter, Scott, PJ and Kate all ran up the steps onto the Machine and Kate immediately knelt down to his side.

"Hey, hey. Look at me." She cooed with concern. It seemed to have worked as Frankie looked up and faced her, their eyes locked. "You okay?"

She helped him stand and held him close. He nodded in reply to her question. Then he looked down to his hand to see that the baseball glove was still there. It had worked!

"It worked!" he cheered to Kate, a smile finally coming to her. Looking back to the others, Frankie nodded to Peter and tossed the glove to him. "It worked, Peter."

Without even looking, Peter caught the glove and pumped the air with glee. "YESSS! Okay, good job, Frankie. Good job. WHOO, this is awesome! We've got a time machine now, people!"

Scott and PJ smiled next to him, happy with this achievement as well. From there, they all walked off the Machine. As they did, Scott walked alongside Frankie and held something out for him.

"Here you go, Frankie." It was an orange slice. What was this for?

"Thanks Scott, but I'm alright."

"No trust me, it'll help with your head."

"It really does.

Frankie looked down to PJ, looking for confirmation that his dad was serious.

"It's true," he agreed, "helped me and Cassie BIG TIME when we first started with our suits."

It seemed a little crazy, but Frankie obliged and took the piece of fruit. Upon biting into and tasting the juice from it, he realized that his headache slowly began to subside. All because of an orange slice? Who knew!

"Mmm! Not bad, thanks."

"You got it!"


***Living Room***

Now that they knew the Quantum Time Machine worked and they could bring items from the past with them, the team now needed to study up on their destinations for the mission.

"Okay, so we have the how." Jamie began looking from the hologram and back to the group, "Now we need to figure out the when and the where. Now pretty much all of Avengers had an encounter with at least one of the six Infinity Stones."

"I haven't," Scott stated, "I don't even know what the hell you're all talking about."

"Regardless," Bruce cut in, "we only have enough Pym Particles for one round trip for each of you, and these stones have been in a lot of different places throughout history.

"So we have to pick our targets." Frankie said, following along.

Peter nodded at that. Jamie then took it from there.

"Right. So let's start with the Reality Stone, also known as the Aether. Tori, what do you know?"

Torunn stood from her seat and came up to the board and the others watched as she did her part.

"Ok, so first off, the Aether, it's not completely a stone like the others. It's more of a liquid type really but it can be solidified for use as a stone. So that's the good news. I remember being told a story that many years ago... My great-grandfather had to hide the Aether from a species called the Dark Elves. Turns out it was their main source of power, and they brought mass destruction whenever they used it. So my great-grandfather hid it. Then one day, Jane Foster,"

As Torunn mentioned her mother's name, an image of her mother came up on the screen with a slide of the Aether next to her.

"Oh, there she is! That's her. That's my mother! My mom."

It was clear that Torunn was happy to see the age of her mother and that it gave her a certain amount of comfort, so naturally, comforting smiles came from the group. Especially Jamie.

Torunn saw this and had to catch herself before blushing. She regained her focus and continued.

"So anyway, one day while she was looking for my father, my mother unintentionally stumbled upon the Aether's hiding place and it merged with her. So it became a part of her, slowly but surely draining her energy and life. Almost like a cancer. So it's important that with this one you deal with it very carefully."


A little later, food was ordered and the studying continued. They had moved on to examining what they knew about the Power Stone. Rocket took the stand.

"Ok, Quill said he stole the Power Stone from Morag."

"Is that a person?" Cassie asked curiously.

"No, Morag's a planet." Sam chimed in, informing her.

Rocket nodded at his pupil's answer. "Yeah, Quill was a person."

"So, a planet?" Scott was very much surprised at that, "You mean like in outer space?"

"Oh, look. It's like a little puppy, all happy and everything. Do you wanna go to space? You wanna go to space, puppy? I'll get you to space."

Rocket teased Scott and talked to him like a puppy, even going as far as to pet his head. Much to Scott's dislike.

But others laughed at this.


Next on the list was the Soul Stone. For this, Nebula stood before the group.

"Thanos found the Soul Stone on Vormir."

"What's Vormir?" Nikki asked as she was taking down notes.

"A dominion of death, at the very center of Celestial existence. It's where... Thanos murdered my sister."

Nikki looked up from her notes to Nebula with a surprised and sympathetic look. Suddenly, everyone's face turned sympathetic...even empathetic as they all knew how she felt.

Suddenly, out of the silence,

"Not it." Scott said, trying to lighten the mood.


Later, the group had moved on to the Time Stone. But upon further investigation, and an awesome observation by Nikki, the group found a perfect point in time where two more stones, the Space and the Mind Stone, all met perfectly for a grab.

So now, they were developing teams and plans to retrieve the Stones. Two in particular were going to be tricky. Those being the Space Stone, at the time called the Tesseract, and the Mind Stone which would be in Loki's Scepter at that time.

From what Bruce could remember, the Tesseract was in Tony's care until Thor took it and Loki back to Asgard. And the Scepter would have been in the hands of the STRIKE team, or HYDRA agents as they would later be found out to be.

"So how're we gonna pull that off?" Harley asked.

"I don't know," Peter mumbled, thinking hard at it, "You said Tony had the Tesseract with him the whole time, right Bruce?"

Bruce nodded back. "The whole time. From when we left the Tower, went to go eat shawarma, right up until Thor used it to take Loki back to Asgard. It seemed like unless he had a heart attack or something, he wasn't letting that case go."

It was then that Peter got an idea. It was a stretch and a long shot, dangerous too, but it could work. He shared it with the rest of them and though it was risky, it wouldn't be too detrimental to them, the mission, or the victim of their plot.

So now that they had settled on the Tesseract, they moved on to how to get the Scepter. Bruce spoke up on that.

"Ok, so from what I was told, the STRIKE guys took the Scepter and we never found it again until about three years later after we leaned they were HYDRA."

This information immediately brought up the question: How to get it from the STRIKE team?

"I can get it," Jamie said firmly.

"Yeah but how?" Rhodey asked. "I mean, no offense, but I don't think these dudes are gonna just hand over the Scepter to a teenager. So how do you plan on getting it from them?"

"With these." a voice called out to them.

They all turned too see who had spoken, but when they did, they received a major shock. The person who spoke, was a woman. But not just any woman, no. It was-

"Nat?"

"...Mom?"

The woman that stood before them was none other than Natasha Romanoff. She walked the rest of the way into the room and placed a case on the table.

"How's this possible?" Peter asked, shocked and a little speechless.

"With this," she replied, pressing a finger to her temple which made her entire face seem to shift from one to another. It wasn't until she reached up to her face and pulled off what seemed to be a transparent mask and a red wig, revealing herself to really be-

"Nikki?!"

"Whoa! Ok, that was a lot." Bruce stumbled a little and held his large hand over his hear after the shock of that reveal.

Nikki reached down and opened the case, revealing a keyboard system and a touchscreen pad as well. And on the other side were transparent masks with a light mesh pattern on them.

"Photostatic veils," She began, "Customizable masks with the ability to mimic anyone's face and voice. I found them in Mom's room."

Jamie's head perked up at that. He didn't expect to see his mother - or what he thought was his mother - ten seconds ago, let alone hearing something like this about her.

"Jamie can use them to get the Scepter from the STRIKE guys. He can use it to look like Dad."

Though it was a shocking notion, it didn't seem too farfetched. It sure worked earlier when Nikki walked in as their mother earlier.

"Yeah, I... I guess I can do that." He nervously agreed.

The rest of the group and the adults nodded in agreement as well.

"Alright then," Peter spoke up, "sounds like we've got a plan. Anything else?"

Not one else could really think of anything, but Jamie did. "I have something, and this is for the whole group too. Um... can we all talk alone please?"

Jamie nodded his head to the recruiters he asked the adults for some privacy.

Respecting his request, Bruce, Scott and Rhodey walked out.

"What was that about?" Peter asked his "brother".

"Yeah, what's up, Jamie?" Kate added.

Taking a breath, the young Captain spoke his piece.

"It's just something I wanted to run by you guys personally. Since we have the how, the where, and the when to go to, I think it's only right to ask when you guys wanted to do this... Its a lot to take in and a lot on us, all of us. So if you want to do it today, fine by me. If you want to do it tomorrow, a week from now, whatever... but it's up to you guys."

There was a silence after that. Jamie's words held a lot of meaning, and he knew it. So he wasn't entirely surprised by their silence. But what came next did surprise him.

Torunn stood from her chair and walked up to him. She looked straight at him with those baby blue eyes and saw into him. And from that came a smile.

"Any other time, I would've jumped at the opportunity right away. But I've learned it's better to take a moment before going at it head on. I vote we make the most of today and carry it out tomorrow, first thing. Captain."

It's always the last thing said that does it. And that was definitely the case here. Jamie was already smiling at Torunn's words of agreeing to waiting, but her calling him 'Captain' make him break into laughter. She too laughed as did a few others if they weren't already smiling.

"I wouldn't mind using up the rest of the day, it'd probably be better anyway." "Sounds good to me too." Ava and Nikki both agreed as well.

"We're down for that too," Kate spoke up for her and Frankie who just nodded.

"Ditto here." Cassie raised her hand along with PJ's.

They all were in agreement. Harley, Maddie, Viv, Azari, Riri, Sam, and Kamala's "embiggened" thumbs up was more than enough confirmation.

"Seems unanimous, Jamie," Peter said. "Looks like it'll be tomorrow."

The redheaded Captain smiled and nodded back. "Tomorrow it is."


Now that it was all set, a layout for the Time Heist was set on the holo-screen. The teams, their assigned stones, and the points in time they'd go to.

Time Heist

Team One: New York(2012)

(Space, Mind, & Time Stone)

Team: Jamie (Mind Stone, Harley (Space Stone), Peter (Space Stone), Ava (Time Stone), Maddie (Time Stone), and PJ (Space Stone).


Team Two: Asgard(2013)

(Reality Stone)

Team: Torunn, Rocket, and Viv.


Team Three: Vormir(2014)

(Soul Stone)

Team: Sam, Nikki, Frankie, and Kate.


Team Four: Morag(2014)

(Power Stone)

Team: Riri, Cassie, Kamala, and Nebula.


"All right!" Peter said with accomplishment as he stood next to Jamie, looking at their plan on the screen, "We have a plan, Captain."

"We've got a plan," he echoed, "Six Stones, four teams, one shot."

As they stood there, the rest of the team all stood behind the leaders and looked to the screen with their plan in mind.

And now, they were set to go by tomorrow.


IT'S COMING! The Time Heist is ready to go! The teams are set and the Quantum Suits are ready... this is gonna be great!

Hope y'all liked this chapter and it satisfied you well for now. I'm sorry its been a bit since I updated this fic, I've been busy with my newly posted story The Bourne Trifecta. If any of you guys like Jason Bourne, go check that story out and lmk what you think. I'm also working on my own original novels too! But don't worry, this story isn't going to be left alone.

Also, you guys slept on the last chapter. 😂😂 No one said anything about Peter using Nick Fury's speech from The Avengers or anything lol! But what can ya do hahaha.

Well guys, til next chapter! Laters!