A/N: Oh my god. I kept telling myself, "I'm forgetting something. It's really important." And nothing, my mind blanked every Sunday. But today I was reminded when I found some of my story alerts from other authors brought new chapters to my email. This has been written for almost a month now, but I just kept forgetting. Pregnancy brain, I claim pregnancy brain. Can barely remember what day it is now... Anyways, enjoy and I am so sorry for how late this is!

Disclaimer: I do not on Marvel, Disney, ABC or the Avengers. Just Sera!


The guys and the kids left the next morning, with many tears and promises that Joey would be here soon to keep me company. Before I met Bucky as Yasha, I was a hermit. I lived on my own, enjoyed my 'me' time, and didn't particularly like hanging around others. Living on my own again, after several years of living with people, I was lonely. I found it hard not to be texting or video chatting with the rest of my team, because I missed the noise. Silence was golden, but family was better.

But since I had made allies and friends here, I was invited out for dinners, and T'Challa was starting to become a great friend to me. He was the one I confided in about my future children warning me. He was surprised to find they were still in our time, living with me. He was like a more stoic version of Loki, but with just as much sass. He would go between his father and me as security detail, knowing that I was a crucial part of saving our world from destruction, and that it would be hard to make it happen without me.

Peter and the Guardians introduced themselves to T'Chaka and the rest of the UN, after I made sure they were properly dressed. Drax had a problem with wearing a shirt, but I gave him a death glare when he tried fighting me on it, and he backed down.

My video chat with Nova Prime was interesting. She was relieved to have a date of attack, but troubled that they didn't have anything to give us in exchange for the information. When I explained that I simply wanted an alliance, saying we would share resources, both humanoid and material, she agreed by bringing the Kree and other species into the alliance. It was appreciated because when I brought the info to Thor, he was ecstatic to know that his Father would have no choice now.

They signed Asgard, and five other realms in the Yggdrasil, which gave us a lot of numbers. They would be supplying weapons and warriors, trained in battle for thousands of years, and the Elders knowledge of Thanos's race. Lady Sif and the Warriors Three were to accompany a representative of the Nova Corp to earth for the signing of the alliance. I would have gone myself, or sent someone, but I knew that my people still didn't fully trust aliens and I wasn't in shape to travel across the galaxy.

As I had hoped, all world leaders agreed to the terms of the alliance, and to the shield. If we could have prevented the Chitauri invasion, we would have.

I called Erik Selvig from his teaching position in London, asking a favor of him to help me with the shield, and to create a similar portal like the one that he made in New York. This one would only be for allowing allied ships in and out of our atmosphere. He was defensive, stating that it wouldn't work without the Tesseract; but if he could create the Convergence sticks without the Tesseract, he could do this.

So, teamed up with the best and brightest of Wakandan scientists, my father, NASA, Erik, Jane, and scientists from Xandar, our insane idea, started coming to life. Wakanda had their designs for their satellite, and my father supplied most of the materials for the energy of the modified arc reactor.

And after a month of brainstorming, trial and error, our power source looked to be working like I had envisioned.

I was exhausted, emotionally, and physically, so older Callie, was taking care of me. Her foot rubs were the best, and I always had a cup of herbal tea waiting for me when I got home. I was, on top of all of my new projects, helping the President narrow down a replacement Secretary of State, when I clued in that Jeffery Mace, who was the acting Secretary, was doing a fantastic job. So, he was sworn in, and I had one less task. But around the time I was supposed to be heading home for the Twin's birthday, I noticed Callie and Elijah moping more than usual.

Callie was in their room one day, door closed, but sniffling. I was just passing their room on the way to mine to change into my pajamas, when I paused and decided to investigate.

"Pumpkin?" I asked, knocking softly. A quick intake of breath and a mumbled, "Yeah?"

"Can I come in?"

There was a pause, and a rustling of the garbage can, which piqued my interest. She blew her nose, and that made everything clear.

"I'd like to comfort you if I can. But if you need space, I understand," I spoke calmly to the door jam.

"No! You can come in," She said, voice shaking. Opening the door slowly, I noticed the lights were off, and she was huddled at the headboard, under a blanket.

"Are you sick baby girl?" I asked, feeling her forehead.

"Homesick," She choked out, watery eyes betraying her attempt at a calm front. I smiled sadly and said, "I know. I am too. But it's different for you two."

"I just… I wish that I could see them again. It's so hard, because all I have of Dad and Daddy are my memories. And Pe- the guy I lo-" She stopped and I nodded, realizing it was more than just missing her fathers.

"So I was right. You do like someone, back in your time." I said, as she buried her face in her blanket.

"Heb shed he doves me!" She spoke into the blanket. I smiled at my girl, tucking her hair behind her ears softly.

"He said he loves you, before the Infinity War?"

"Yes," She said, raising her head and sniffling. I stared into her red eyes and really saw myself.

"And you couldn't at that moment. And by the time you wanted to, it was too late," I sighed.

"How do you know?"

"I had the same problem. Except with your grandfather. He and I only met a couple years before you guys were born. So when the Chitauri came, I still hadn't hugged him, let alone attempt to tell him I loved him. He always said it to me, and I though the last time I would hear him say it, is when he disappeared through a wormhole, carrying a nuke on his back. I was almost too late. I almost didn't get to have a father."

"You never told us that," She said, frowning.

"Well, it's not something I like to remember. But I know it's not the same as your situation."

She was quiet, watching me carefully, as if weighing the pros and cons of telling me her future. It seemed like her better judgment won out in the end, before she said, "Screw it. I need to talk to someone other than Eli about this."

Leaning up against me, still wrapped in her blanket, I wrapped my arms around her as she spoke, "Peter."

"Peter?" I whispered, shocked.

"Parker. Quill is wayyy too old for me, plus he and Gamora get together in the end, before the War."

"So, you and my 'brother from another mother' Peter, get together?" I teased.

"You thought it was cute. I looked to be about 17 when he first noticed me. Before that, it was a secret I kept with you and Auntie Nat. You two were the only ones I could trust to be reasonable about it. So when I turned 18 or thereabouts, he started leaving me flowers, and little notes," She sighed loudly, grabbing her phone. She flipped through pictures, until she landed on one that made me laugh.

"Dad was a better sport about it when Peter came to ask if he could date me. Daddy… not so much," She said, as I took in the picture of Bucky attempting to catch Peter, while Nat's face smiling in the background as she held one of her babies, and I held the other. They looked to be about a year old.

"He claimed no boy was getting his hands on his 'little girl'. Claimed I was 'too young', that while I looked 18, I was still only 2 and a half, and that I didn't know what I wanted. That hurt, but you eventually got him to see the light."

"Peter is a great guy. I approve," I smiled down at her. She sniffed, "Well, that's great and all, but even if I go back now, we don't know if he'd even be there. If anything would be there. If us changing the past, causes him to not glance my way..."

"Well, until we know for sure that this shield is gonna work, and be in place in time, we don't know. But I am gonna be there for you," I sighed. It was up to me to secure the fate of our world, and my daughter's happiness. They weren't kidding when they said being a Mom is a full time job.

Her hand reached out of the blanket to show me her necklace, "He got this for me the day before the attack. Claimed I was his good luck charm, so I should have one of his."

"Oh my god, I didn't know he kept this," I smiled, taking in the scrap of his original suit, before my upgrade suggestion. It was placed into a hollowed circle of glass, on a delicate silver chain, along with a charm of a heart, spider and an hourglass.

"Natasha helped him with it. He put it around my neck on a walk through the forest surrounding the base, and said that he loved me. I was in shock, and I couldn't force the words out. I didn't think I should, if I didn't believe it myself. So he smiled and said that I didn't have to say it, but he would be waiting for when I was ready. And the next thing I know, I was watching the attack on the White House, sobbing against his chest."

"And then he rushed off to help the team, and… I felt the moment it happened." She sobbed, as I rubbed her arms, and held her tight.

"I watched from the Quinjet, cloaked, because Dad and Daddy didn't want us in the fight unless we had to be. I felt it before I registered that I had seen it. Grandpa got out, but I watched Daddy have his arm blown off, before taking a shot to the head by the Chitauri. Peter tried to get to him in time, but ended up getting stabbed through the back by another Chitauri. Dad, he… He looked up at where we were in the sky, and back down at Daddy's body, before telling Grandpa to get us out of there. I watched him and Thor fight Thanos, his anger fueling every movement in his body. But Thanos grabbed him, and…"

"No, don't tell me. It's hard for you, so it's going to be worse for me," I pleaded with her, feeling my own tears falling. I couldn't bare the thought of either of them perishing, but hearing how it happened, wasn't a good idea.

"Mom, it hurts," She said, still crying.

"I know baby girl. I feel it too," I sighed, holding her close. As I held her and rocked, I hummed, to calm her nerves and my own.

It's been a long day without you my friend

And I'll tell you all about it when I see you again

We've come a long way from where we began

Oh, I'll tell you all about it when I see you again

When I see you again

Why'd you have to leave so soon?

Why'd you have to go?

Why'd you have to leave me when I needed you the most?

'Cause I don't really know how to tell ya

Without feeling much worse

I know you're in a better place

But it's always gonna hurt

Carry on

Give me all the strength I need to carry on

It's been a long day without you my friend

And I'll tell you all about it when I see you again

We've come a long way from where we began

Oh, I'll tell you all about it when I see you again

When I see you again

Oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh

Oohh

How do I breathe without you

I'm feeling so cold

I'll be waiting right here for ya

Till the day you're home

Carry on

Give me all the strength I need to carry on

So let the light guide your way

Hold every memory as you go

And every road you take will always lead you home, home

It's been a long day without you my friend

And I'll tell you all about it when I see you again

We've come a long way from where we began

Oh, I'll tell you all about it when I see you again

When I see you again

Oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh

Oohh

When I see you again

See you again

When I see you again

Her tears stopped, and her breathing slowed. Elijah had showed up halfway through the song, to sit on my other side. He was attempting to appear strong for his sister, but I knew he needed my comfort too. So when I noticed Callie had fallen asleep, I gestured for him to pick her up and tuck her in.

As he and I exited the room, I heard a soft sigh coming from Callie. Closing the door till there was only a small crack open, I turned to my son and said, "You are a strong man. But you don't always have to be."

"Right now, I have to be. For Callie," He said softly as we walked back to the living room.

"Well, she's not here now."

"As long as she's in my protection, I will remain strong." He said, sounding like he rehearsed that. Quirking an eyebrow at him, he sighed.

"The last thing Grandpa told me before we left to go back in time. "As long as she is in your protection, you will remain strong. She is the key to our survival.""

"The key? Did he mean with her powers?" I asked, hoping that was all, and the feeling in the back of my head was just something I made up.

"Yes and no. Yes, to get us back to warn you, but she's been keeping something from you. When she and Auntie Wanda were practicing her powers, they figured something out."

"What's that?"

"When they work together, they can open holes to the other side of the universe. Not just the Multiverse, not just other dimensions, but to the end of our galaxy."


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Song used in this chapter was See You Again (No Rap Version) by Charlie Puth.