Chapter 8
By: MysticFantasy
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She had dreamt one day to be able to fly through the skies with her son. Hoping that he would inherit her wings so she could teach him the joys of flying.
She would have even be more surprised if he had grown wings while still an infant and would fly around the mansion.
Still, Janet hoped that she could have her dream of being able to fly with her son.
"Mom?"
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Janet felt the clouds in her head clear and she felt her strength quickly returning.
"Oh...my head." she sighed as she placed a hand to her temple.
"Are you in any pain, mom?"
"No. Just a headache but..."
Janet froze and opened her eyes. She looked up from where the voice came from. She didn't spot anyone right away but then a little yellow light got her attention as did the source.
"Hi." a little boy with a large smile and black hair greeted as he flew right before her.
Janet stared at the small boy for a second before she gasped. Realization hitting her hard at who the small boy is.
"My sweet little boy." she exclaimed and quickly shrank down.
Pym laughed greatly as he was embraced tightly by his mother. He returned the same embrace. Enjoying and savoring the hug he was recieving from his mother.
He'd been a baby when he had last been held by her and this was the first time that he remembers being held by her.
This was the first timee that he's seen her face to face. He didn't have memories of his mother and father like the others because he'd been too young when the adults sent their children away with Tony.
He'd only been a few months old when he and his siblings had been sent away so the only things he knew about his parent's were from the stories Tony told them.
But now he finally got to hug his mother for the first time and he couldn't be happier.
"Oh, my little boy." Janet mused happily as she pulled back and looked at her son. "You've grown up so much. I'm so happy that you're safe."
"Tony took great care of us and told us the stories about you and the other Avengers." Pym explained.
"The others? Are they..."
Janet looked up and spotted Tony by the control panel with Clint. She noticed that they both looked so much older than she remembered. But considering that a few years had passed, she guessed she shouldn't be surprised.
She also noticed the other children.
A young girl with long blond hair that she right away guessed to by Thor's daughter, a tall teen with white hair that she knew was Clint's son, T'Challa's son Azari was to the side as he waited for his father to wake up and then James who was embracing his newly awakened mother with his father at their side.
All of the children had grown up so much.
"How many years have passed?" she asked.
"Twelve." Pym answered. "And we defeated Ultron."
"Ultron? Really?"
"Yep. We did it all by ourselves." Pym answered proudly.
"With help from Bruce." Tony stated. "How do you feel Janet?"
"Very rested and relieved that my son is alive and well." Janet answered. "Thank you so much for looking after him all this time, Tony."
"He's a great boy. And he really takes after me when learning technology."
"That better be all that he learned from you, Stark!"