The Avengers walked toward the quantum portal in their quantum suits, walking up the steps until they stood on the portal.

"Five years ago, we lost," said Steve, looking at everyone. "All of us. We lost friends, we lost family, we lost a part of ourselves. Today, we have a chance to take it all back. You know your teams, you know your missions. Get the stones, get them back. One round trip each. No mistakes. No do-overs. Most of us are going somewhere we know. But it doesn't mean we should know what to expect."

Pixie gripped Natasha's hand, but her eyes stayed focused on Steve. She was terrified, but the fate of the world was at stake. She had to be the bigger person. All her life, she had these powers but did nothing with them. Now, she can help people in the biggest way possible.

Natasha didn't want her to go. She wanted Pixie to stay home and be safe, waiting for her to return home. But she knew that even if she handcuffed Pixie to the bed, she would have found a way to be on the platform and travel through time to help her out.

"Be careful. Look out for each other. This is the fight of our lives," Steve announced.

Tony looked at Steve with a smirk. Pixie glanced at Natasha and smiled at her, squeezing her hand.

"And we're gonna win," said Steve. "Whatever it takes."

Rocket raised his eyebrows, amused. "He's pretty good at that."

"Right?" Scott grinned.

They all got in position, as Tony looked over at Bruce. "All right. You heard the man. Stroke those keys, jelly green," demanded Tony.

"Tractors engaged," said Bruce.

Rocket looked up at Clint, who was holding his shrunken ship. "You promise to bring that in one piece, right?"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah," Clint answered. Okay. I'll do my best."

"As promises go, that was pretty lame," Rocket retorted.

Natasha looked at Steve with a smile. "See you in a minute."

As the portal started to open, everyone's helmets automatically shielded them. Within a few seconds, they were plunged into the deep space of the quantum realm, as everyone went into their respective timelines.

It was all a blur to Pixie. The feeling of traveling through time didn't sit well with her stomach, but she forced herself to not puke or her helmet and face would stink.