Chapter 11: Home

The quinjets weren't going in the direction of Hiro's house. They were heading for the airport.

"Uh, Coulson?" Hiro asked, noticing their location. "Where are we going? I thought you were taking me home."

"Well," Coulson began, "your friend has a pretty bad gash in her leg. Simmons can treat it back at the Bus. Once we've done all we can do we'll send you on your way." Hiro looked to the far side of the quinjet. Honey Lemon was lying down next to Fred. She was asleep… Hiro hoped.

"Thank you," Hiro said.

"Well we're not just gonna leave her-"

"No, I mean for everything. You saved me, helped me save my friends and Aunt Cass, and told me about my parents. I don't care if you were just doing your job."

"Well, we were. We're S.H.I.E.L.D. agents. It's what we do. We try to protect this world."

"Krei said this world wasn't worth protecting. That the only way to thrive is to get rid of the old world and rebuild from the ground up."

"Don't listen to any of that HYDRA brainwashing crap. This world is worth defending. That's why the Avengers were created."

Hiro knew HYDRA were the bad guys, but he began to wonder if Krei was right. What was so great about this world? New threats emerged every day. Threats that made people more insecure about everyday life. There was the attack on New York, HYDRA, and the dark Elf incident. But then Hiro began to wonder how rebuilding the world would be any different. Wouldn't threats emerge anyway? What would change? The situation Earth was in was going to get a lot worse before it got better. This Earth was all we had. We have to defend it. No matter how broken down and corrupt it may seem.

The quinjets landed vertically near the Bus. Hiro wanted to figure out how to use thrusters like that. They would really make it easier for Baymax to take off.

Everyone exited the quinjets, except for the S.H.I.E.L.D. soldiers who took off once everyone was out. The back of the bus was opened, where Simmons and Fitz were to greet them.

"Fitz," Coulson said, walking onto the Bus. "Where were you? I called you about an our ago. Were you here the whole time?"

Fitz looked confused. "I didn't get a call from you."

"What?"

"HYDRA must've been blocking our communications," May said.

"What happened to you guys?" Simmons asked.

"Long story," Coulson replied. "But right now, she needs your help." Coulson pointed to Fred who was carrying Honey Lemon.

"Oh of course. Bring her into the lab." Simmons motioned Fred to carry Honey Lemon into her small lab space.

"What is that?" Fitz was gazing at Baymax.

"I am Baymax," Baymax replied, "your personal healthcare companion."

"That's Baymax?"

"Yup," Hiro said, feeling full of pride.

"You said he was a healthcare companion, not a freaking tank." Fitz was walking around Baymax, trying to examine him.

"That's just his armor. Underneath he's like a big marshmallow."

"How does he work?"

Hiro had a devilish smile across his face. "Like this." Hiro punched Fitz hard on the shoulder. It probably wouldn't have hurt normally, but Hiro still had his gauntlets on.

"Ow!" Fitz yelled rubbing his shoulder. "Why would you do that?!"

"Judging by your current brain activity, you are in pain," Baymax said. "You seem to have a small bruise on your shoulder. I would recommend you hold a bag of ice to the area of injury to reduce the pain."

"Anyone could have guessed that."

"I have also deduced by scanning your brain that you are recovering from cerebral hypoxia."

"How… how does he know that?"

"It's kinda what he's programmed to do," Hiro replied. "What's cerebral hypoxia?"

"Cerebral hypoxia occurs when the brain is deprived of oxygen for a long period of time," Baymax explained. "Cerebral hypoxia can cause uncoordinated movement, hallucinations, and in severe cases, can put one in a coma."

"Jeez. What happened Fitz?"

"It's… nothing, don't worry about it." It obviously wasn't 'nothing', but Fitz looked like he really didn't want to talk about the subject, like something bad had happened to him. Hiro decided it was best to leave him alone.

"So how long is it going to take for Simmons to be done with Honey Lemon?" Hiro asked Coulson trying to change the subject.

"It should only take a few more minutes," Coulson said. "Trust me. Simmons is the best at what she does."

Hiro watched through the glass of Simmons' lab. She was spraying some kind of strange chemical on Honey Lemon's leg, which Honey Lemon could probably identify in a second.

"So," Gogo said, looking around. "This is where you've been for the past week?"

"Well, yeah. I stayed because I thought HYDRA would have more of a reason to come after you guys if I was with you."

"Well we kicked HYDRA's ass when they came for us. You were worried about nothing."

"I just felt safer being away from you guys. I wouldn't know how to go one if I caused something to happen to you guys."

"Hey, we're fine," Wasabi said. "We're not going anywhere, and if we do, it wouldn't be your fault."

Hearing his friends words made him feel better. But he still couldn't help the fact that he was reckless. He was always scared that he was going to get his friends hurt, during missions or just pulling stupid stunts. Or maybe he was just thinking about how he could've saved Tadashi.

It took about five minutes for Simmons to treat Honey Lemon's leg. She came out of the lab, Fred having to support her at first, with gauze wrapped around her cut leg.

"I sprayed a healing agent on her leg," Simmons said. "It's like Helen Cho's cradle technology, but the skin won't rebuild as fast. That's what the gauze is for."

"Thank you," Honey Lemon said. I don't even feel the pain anymore."

"Just don't go doing anything extreme on that leg for a few days."

Hiro had called his Aunt Cass to come pick up him and the rest of the team from the airport. Throughout the phonecall, she was in tears over hearing her nephew's voice. She could barely keep it together.

Everyone was now waiting outside the airport terminal. Coulson, May, Skye, Fitz, and Simmons were there to say goodbye to Hiro. Coulson was wearing sunglasses even though it was like, sunset. Hiro guessed it was a S.H.I.E.L.D. thing.

"You no Hiro," Coulson said, "you thanked us, but I never properly thanked you."

"For what?" Hiro asked.

"Without you, we would've never known what Ansgar was doing here. You led us right to one of HYDRA's most important leaders."

"Eh, you know… it's what I do."

"You uncover the identities of important terrorists?"

"No, I get in people's way."

That earned Hiro a slight laugh from Coulson.

"Can I keep Baymax?" Fitz asked, still examining the robot.

"Yeaaaaah, no," Hiro said. "He's not mine to give away.

"How did you program so many medical procedures into him?" Simmons asked.

"I didn't. My brother did."

"Will we get to meet him?"

That question left Hiro silent for a while.

"He, uh… he's not here anymore."

"Where is he?"

"No, he's not… anywhere anymore."

Simmons seemed to finally catch on to what Hiro was trying to say. "Oh, i'm so sorry. I didn't-"

"It's fine," Hiro said. "Baymax was the last thing Tadashi ever made. He's also the greatest thing."

"Tadashi must've been a great guy," Fitz said.

"He was," Hiro said, looking at Baymax. "He was."

A few minutes later, Aunt Cass's van pulled into the terminal. The first thing Hiro did was run up and give her a death hug.

"Hiro," she sobbed. "You're actually here." She was running her fingers through the boy's hair.

"Yeah Aunt Cass. I'm here. And i'm never going anywhere ever again."

It felt amazing to see Aunt Cass again. They hugged for longer than any two people should.

"Where were you?" she asked, still hugging Hiro.

"I think that story can wait. It's been a really, REALLY long day." That was an understatement.

Everyone piled into Aunt Cass's van except for Baymax, who was sitting on top of the van, and Hiro who was talking to Coulson.

"Well," Hiro said, "I guess this is goodbye."

"With you and your team's ability to get into trouble, i'm sure we'll meet again."

"Speaking of which, now that you've seen that my team and I can handle ourselves, you're gonna stop having S.H.I.E.L.D. agents spying on us, right?"

"Goodbye Hiro," Coulson said as he shook Hiro's hand and began making his way back to the Bus. Hiro wasn't sure if the spying thing was gonna stop though.

Hiro climbed into the passenger seat of Cass's van. Everyone had big smiles across their faces. As the van left the airport, Hiro could see the Bus soaring through the skies. Hiro had only been on it for a couple of days, but he was going to miss Coulson and his team. But, it was like Coulson said, the Big Hero 6 had a tendency to find trouble wherever they went.

But the Bus couldn't replace San Fransokyo any day. The people on board couldn't replace jis friends or Aunt Cass.

He was finally right where he belonged.

He was finally home.

Coulson nonchalantly entered the Box. Inside sat Alistair Krei, his head held low.

"Why the long face?" Coulson asked as he walked into the room.

"I don't have to say anything to you," Krei spat.

"I'm not saying that you do. I'm just here, hoping that if you have any important information to share, you'll do so."

"Important? What would the director of S.H.I.E.L.D. want that's so important?"

"I think you've seen this before," Coulson held out a tablet in front of Krei's face. There was an image on it that displayed the very object Coulson had been searching for for months. Loki's scepter.

"That thing?" Krei said. "I've only seen that thing like twice."

"So you do know what it is?"

"I don't know what is, i've just seen it before."

"Well how about when it wasn't on the island with Ansgar? Where was he always sending it?"

"I remember saying that I don't have to tell you jack."

"You don't have to, but you will."

"Why's that?"

"Because if you can tell us where Ansgar was sending it to, we'll set you loose."

This caught Krei's attention. "Bullshit."

"You were only affiliated with HYDRA because of your ties to the government, and your bank account. You were only a head for about three months right? You won't be set free, but your sentence could be reduced to as little as five years."

Krei pondered the idea for a moment. "Five years?"

"Yes."

"That's all i'll have to do."

"If you tell us where the scepter is."

"Antarctica."

"What?"

"HYDRA, they have a base in Antarctica where they've been experimenting with powered people. They've been using the scepter there."

Coulson smiled. "Thank you for your time."

"Thanks for reducing it." Krei didn't sound like he meant that thank you, but Coulson had his information. That scepter had caused too many problems, and now Coulson knew where it was. He walked out of the Box, leaving Krei by himself.

Coulson picked up his cell phone and dialed a number. He was calling his 'superiors'.

The man who answered the phone had a deep voice. "Hello?"

"Director Fury," Coulson said walking down the halls of the Bus. "We've found it."

(A/N) And that is a wrap folks! THE END. How couldn't I put Coulson in at the end? It's MARVEL. Thank you guys so much for reading this story, and for reviewing, it really means a lot to me when you guys take time out of your day to read my stories. My next fanfic will be another Big Hero 6 one, and I think it's the best plot i've ever come up with. I thought it up in my think box while riding my dirt bike. Really gets those brain muscle flowing. It's going to be called "What Would You Do?" so look out for that name. That's DaydreamDepartment out of your hair! ;)