They watched as Scott paced back and forth in one of their meeting rooms. Elizabeth, Steve, Natasha and the twins were scattered around the room. Scott mumbled to himself as he continued at his consistent pacing. Elizabeth and Wanda sent each other confused looks as Scott muttered something too quick for them to catch.

"Scott?" Steve tried to catch the man's attention but he continued to pace frantically. Steve looked around the room for some help but the rest of them shrugged.

Elizabeth calmed Scott down enough so that he managed to stay in one spot without moving too much. "Scott, are you okay?" Elizabeth asked as Scott put his head in his hands.

There may have been a muffled yes from behind his hands, but neither of them heard him. Scott inhaled sharply before moving his hands so they rubbed at the side of his faded jeans anxiously. "Have any of you guys ever studied Quantum Physics?" He asked as he looked at those in the room.

All eyes turned to Elizabeth expectantly, making her raise her hands up in defense. "I studied chemistry," she corrected them. "That's very different."

"Alright, so," Scott began as he tried to explain what it was to them. "Five years ago, right before Thanos. I was in a place called The Quantum Realm. This place is like its own microscopic universe, to get in there you have to be incredibly small." His hands moved animatedly as he spoke, wanting to make sure they understood as best as they could.

"Hope, who is my, um. Well she was, my-" Scott stuttered on the name and they all looked at him in confusion. He sighed and looked away for a moment. "Basically, she was supposed to pull me out. Then Thanos happened, and I got stuck there."

Natasha grimaced as Scott's words. "I'm sorry," she started as she crossed her arms in front of her chest. "That must have been a very hard five years."

Pointing a finger at her, Scott nodded at what she said. "But that's the thing. For me, it was only five hours," he paused to let himself breathe. The rest of them frowned at this, not seeing how it was possible. "You see, things work differently in the Quantum Realm. Everything is unpredictable."

Taking a minute to let them soak up the information, Scott turned his gaze to an untouched sandwich on the table. "Is that anyone's sandwich?" He asked as he picked up the plate, waiting for their answer.

"You don't wanna eat that," Pietro spoke up with a somewhat embarrassed look at the meal. Wanda and Elizabeth nodded in agreement.

"Trust me, I'll eat anything." Scott told them before taking a large bite out of the meal. They all saw him chew for a moment before his jaw froze. Scott frowned to himself and let the food drop from his mouth and onto the plate. "Except whatever the hell that was," he retracted his statement before setting the plate down on the table carefully.

"Scott, what're you talking about?" Steve brought their attention back on the matter at hand as he questioned Scott.

"What I'm saying is, time works differently in the Quantum Realm," he said slowly as he started his pacing once more. "The only problem is, we don't have a way to navigate it. But what is we did?" Scott asked them all a rhetorical question.

Behind her, Elizabeth saw Natasha and Steve share a worried glance when Scott's enthusiasm shot up. "What if we could somehow control the chaos and navigate it. What if there was a way to enter the quantum realm at a certain point in time but then exit it at another point in time? Like a time before Thanos." He came to stand a few feet away from Steve with his eyes wide.

"You're talking about time travel," Elizabeth stated incredulously making Scott turn to face her. "The stuff in movies?"

Scott opened his mouth then closed it as he winced. "No," he tried to say confidently but it came out sounding like a question.

Elizabeth raised an eyebrow at him, not buying it. "Scott?" She pried.

Throwing his hands up he nodded hesitantly. "Okay, yeah. It's totally time travel," he admitted as Wanda and Pietro sighed. "I know it sounds crazy, but I can't stop thinking about it. There's gotta be some way to-" Scott cut himself before shaking his head. "It is crazy," he mumbled as his shoulders dropped.

"Scott, I get emails from a raccoon." Natasha informed him nonchalantly with a shrug. "Nothing sounds crazy anymore."

Nodding his head, Scott turned to the rest of the room. "So who do we talk to about this?" He asked them.

Wanda looked at Natasha and Elizabeth with a knowing look in her eyes. "Do we still have the note?" She asked as she tilted her head to the side. Elizabeth nodded to Natasha before leaving to grab the note knowing exactly where she kept it.

***

Outside the window, Elizabeth watched as they drove up the road with a lake in the distance. She sat in the passenger seat beside Natasha with Steve and Scott behind. The twins volunteering to stay behind at the compound in case of anything.

"Is this it?" She heard Scott ask from the back seat as she felt the car slow down.

His words made Elizabeth look out the windshield as they pulled up to the front of a large cabin. It was big enough that she knew only one person would get a cabin in the woods. She even thought she saw a few alpaca's out back and seeing as she knew the person who owned the space, she couldn't say she was surprised.

Natasha parked the car and Elizabeth exited the car just as Tony walked past them, on the way to the steps to his porch. Tony looked slightly older than they last saw him, and the four year old he carried in his arms was just more proof.

As Steve came to stand beside Natasha, the rest of them came out of the car. The doors closing loudly, making Tony look at each one of them with a careful and calculated expression on his face. As his eyes settled on Natasha and Elizabeth, he was torn between smiling and frowning. So he did neither, giving them a curt nod before walking up the steps of his porch and into his home.

"He has a kid," Natasha said in disbelief with a soft smile on her face as she looked around at the tall trees around her. Their green leaves turning yellow.

"Looks like he does," Elizabeth replied before jutting her chin towards the porch steps as Tony came back out, alone. He gave them all a closed mouth smile before gesturing for them to come up with a wave of his hand.

That was all the invitation the four of them needed to trudge up to sit by the tables as Tony went back inside to grab some glasses and drinks for them. Natasha sat down in the nearest seat and crossed one leg over the other.

Leaning against the beam behind Natasha, Elizabeth looked to Steve and Scott. "What do you think he'll say?" She asked.

Steve shrugged before he put his hands in the pockets of his leather jacket. "I mean we've known him for years and yet," he clicked his tongue before continuing. "I still never know what he's gonna say."

The front door creaked open and Tony came out with a tray of glasses balanced in one hand and a jug of what looked like juice in the other. "Alright," he began to speak as he poured them each a glass. "Give it to me straight," he continued, already suspecting something was up to bring the four of them to his home for the first time in five years.

Scott was the one to explain it all to Tony. Repeating what he had told the rest of them the day before. Tony listened intently as he passed each of them a glass, his face scrunching up every now and then at what Scott said.

Tony shook his head once Scott had finished explaining, clearly not believing that they could pull off whatever they were asking. He sighed as he placed his hand on his hips, looking each one of them in the eyes, wanting to see if they were really serious.

"Tony, after everything we've seen can you really tell us it's impossible?" Steve asked with a raised eyebrow,

"Quantum fluctuation messes with the plank scale, which then triggers the deutsche proposition," Tony informed them all as if he just casually had this information stored in his brain. "Can we all agree on that?" He asked before taking a sip of his own drink.

Elizabeth placed her half empty cup down on the banister she leaned on, careful not to topple the glass. "Sure, why not." Elizabeth answered his question, making it clear that none of them knew what he was saying but they all trusted him enough to know it was correct.

"In layman's term, it means you're not coming home," Tony simplified it for them with a shrug.

Raising his hand, Scott waited until Tony looked at him with a confused sigh. "I did," Scott pointed a finger at his chest.

Shaking his head, Tony refilled Natasha's empty glass. "No, you accidentally survived," he corrected. "It's a billion to one cosmic fluke." He sat the jug down before sitting across from Natasha who had been oddly quiet.

"And now you wanna pull a what?" Tony asked Scott incredulously as he slumped into his seat.

"A time heist?" Scott suggested with a playful grin, looking around at them.

"Wow, a time heist. Why didn't we think of this before?" Tony looked from Natasha to Steve as he spoke sarcastically. "Oh right, because it's laughable. It's a pipe dream." He answered his own question like he usually did.

Steve looked down into his untouched drink before speaking. "The stones are in the past," he stated as he tried to convince Tony. "We could go back and get them."

"We can snap our own fingers," Natasha tried as she looked at Tony who sat across from her. "We could bring them all back."

"Or we could screw it up," Tony argued back as he stared out at his lake. "We could make it ten times worse than it already is."

"I don't believe we would," Steve said and Elizabeth could see how Tony grimaced as Steve's words.

He looked up to the blonde with a forced smile. "You know, sometimes I miss that giddy optimism of yours," he said sarcastically. "However, high hopes won't help if there is no logical and tangible way for me to safely execute this time heist. I believe our most likely outcome would be our collective demise."

"Well that won't happen if we strictly follow the rules of time travel," Elizabeth made a point and Scott nodded along, agreeing with her.

He raised his glass in her direction before speaking. "So no talking to our past selves, no betting on sporting events," Scott had begun to list off the things not to do when time travelling.

Tony looked as if he couldn't believe the words coming out of Scott's mouth. "I'm going to stop you right there," he said as he held a hand out to Scott. "Are you seriously telling me that your plan to save the universe is based on Back to the Future?"

Scoffing, Scott shook his head at Tony while the rest of them stayed silently. "No," Scott lied.

"Good, cause you had me worried there for a second," Tony retorted before putting his face in his hands. "That's not how quantum physics works."

"Tony," Natasha said after a moment of silence, making the man turn to look at her. His eyes softening at his old friend. "We have to take a stand."

The man sighed as he rested back into the chair. "We did take a stand," Tony said as the memories from five years ago came back. "And yet here we are."

"Look I know you have a lot on the line right now," Scott began as he took a step closer to Tony before setting his drink down on the table. "You have a wife and you have a daughter, but I lost someone very important to me. We all did."

"And now we have a chance. We have a chance to bring her back, to bring everyone back," Scott quickly corrected himself as his voice grew louder and louder. "And you're telling me you won't even-"

"That's right, Scott," Tony said calmly but Elizabeth could feel a twinge of pity from him. "I won't even."

The door opened and all of them turned their heads to see the little Stark come out with a nervous smile on her face. She paid the rest of them no mind as she went and climbed into her fathers lap.

"Mummy told me to come save you," she tried to whisper but it was quiet outside so they all heard her. Elizabeth smiled to herself when she saw the little girl wrap her arms around her fathers neck and hugged him tightly.

"Good job," Tony said happily as he leaned his head over his daughters. "I'm saved." The rest of them looked at the two silently, never seeing Tony interact with a child, especially not his own.

He began to stand up as he carried his daughter in his arms. "I wish you could've come here to ask me something else, even anything else," he told them disappointedly. "I'm honestly happy to see you guys. If you guys don't talk shop you can stay for lunch."

Tony walked up to Steve and looked at the blond. "Listen I get it, but this is our second chance," Steve tried to persuade Tony one last time.

Hiking up his daughter in his arms, Tony spoke. "I've got my second chance right here, Cap," Tony said with an apologetic smile. "And I just can't roll the dice on it."

Sighing, Steve patted Tony on the back with an understanding smile. The gesture silently declining the dinner invitation they were offered. He walked down the porch steps and headed to the car, Scott following after him.

When Natasha saw Elizabeth hang back, she raised an eyebrow at her. "I'll just be a minute," she told the redhead, still wanting to talk to her old friend. Natasha said a small 'okay,' and headed up to the car. The sound of the car doors closing leaving Elizabeth back with Tony. The older man held up a finger, telling her to give him a minute.

Opening the front door, Tony put his daughter down before ushering her inside. Not before giving her a kiss on the cheek. As he closed the door behind him, Tony saw as Elizabeth smiled at the place where his kid had been.

"That's Morgan by the way," Tony pointed to the closed door behind him as they both stood by the banister on the porch, facing the lake. "We named her after Pepper's uncle."

She nodded her head at what he said. "She's cute," Elizabeth mused as she watched what must've been a swan swim over by the lake.

"What can I say?" Tony held his arms open with a smirk. "She takes after me, I get credit in that."

"I'm happy for you, Tony. You deserve it." Elizabeth told him truthfully, he deserved to be happy. He deserved to get the happy ending that she never did. "You've really built a life for yourself." She looked out at the large space of land in awe, turning around in a small circle.

"I got lucky," he responded with a shrug as he stuffed his hands into his pockets. "And I know not all of us did," he adds, trying to resonate with her. He knew that she had lost her fair share.

She looked down at her shoes at his words, her hands playing at the ends of her blue cardigan. "Which is why we're still gonna do this," Elizabeth informed the man, her fingers playing with a loose thread. "With or without your help."

"I can't say I'm surprised," Tony said. He knew that if they had even the smallest chance of getting them all back, she wouldn't hesitate to jump on it. "Wouldn't expect anything less, especially from you guys." He understood where they were coming from, he really did, but he just had too much to lose. And he couldn't go through that again.

She looked back up to look at him fully with a soft smile on her face. "So whenever you feel like jumping in and saving our asses, you'll know where to find us," she told him. Letting him know that they could always use his help.

They both chuckled at her words. Elizabeth sent him one last smile and he nodded at her with a ghost of a smile on his face. She patted him on the arm before making her way back to the car.