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I close the window gently and set the guitar down. I walk to my closet and take off my suit, putting on ripped baggy jeans and a baggy music shirt. I push my hair flat and walk into the living room, wiping my eyes and making sure I don't look like I've been crying. When I get to the living room I see Steve standing and Natasha sitting in a chair watching a man pace in front of them. "Who the fuck is this guy?" I ask. They all look at me, Steve glaring but Natasha answers, "Scott Lang. a superhero that we haven't worked with in a while. We thought... we thought he was snapped. Turns out we were wrong." I nod and Scott speaks up: "have any of you ever studied quantum physics?" I scoff but Natasha nods, "only to make conversation." Scott points at her, he seems nervous but... excited? I don't know. "Alright so... five years ago before... Thanos. I was in a place called the quantum realm-" Scott starts. "So this is like, important?" I cut him off. He look surprised and then finally speaks, "uh... yeah it is... who are you exactly?" I cross my arms and shift to where I'm standing straighter, "Spider-Woman. If you what a real name then Ashlyn Moore. I'm an avenger, more than you can say." His eyes narrow but he doesn't say anything about my last sentence, "Whatever. The quantum realm is like it down microscopic universe. To get in there you have to be incredibly small. Hope, she's my,.. um... she was my... she was supposed to pull me out. And then Thanos happened and I got stuck in there." "Sorry, that must have been a long five years." Natasha sympathizes. "Except it wasn't. For me it was five hours. See, the rules of the quantum realm aren't like they are up here, everything is unpredictable." "And how does this mean anything to us? Cool, another thing to study and investigate. So what? We got a lot to do right now and we don't have time for any side quests," I state flatly. "Just being honest." Scott groans, "what I'm saying is time works differently in the quantum realm. The only problem is right now we don't have a way to navigate it, but, what if we did? I can't stop thinking about it..." Scott starts to pace again. "What if we could somehow control the chaos and we could navigate it? What if there was a way that we could enter the quantum realm at a certain point in time but then exit in another repoint in time? Like... like before Thanos." "Wait." Steve says before I can say anything. "Are you talking about a Time Machine?" "No, no of course not. No, not a Time Machine. This is more like a... yeah, like a Time Machine. I know, I know it's crazy but I-I can't stop thinking aboutIt. There's gotta be... some way... it's crazy..." Scott trails off in frustration. "Scott, I get emails from a raccoon, so nothing sounds crazy anymore." Natasha says. "So who do we talk to about this?" Scott questions. "Wait. Stop. All of you j-just..." I take a breath, "Stop. You're saying we could bring everyone back...?" Scott nods, "yes, there has to be a way and if it works then-" "No. No im not... we're not doing this to ourselves. I'm sorry Scott, it's a great idea but it's also really, really shitty. The world needs you superhero's and if you die trying to bring the others back... no. No we're not doing this." "Why do you get to decide? What are you, seventeen?" Scott asks.        "Nineteen actually, and I'm Tony Stark's daughter so-"        "Tony has a kid?"        "Adopted." I smile sarcastically, "And what I was going to say before you interrupted me is we can't put ourselves through this again, give hope that we can bring them back just to fail. And ultimately, die. What if we get stuck there and have to... to watch them die again? Or we end up killing more people? Or we destroy the world because we messed with time, haven't you guys ever watched a movie?"         Natasha walks to me and grabs my hands gently, "or what if we bring them back? Everyone. We make the world... normal again. We rebuild and everything is like how it used to be...."         I pull away, "you are all going to get yourselves killed but go ahead, because I'm not going to be there when it happens!"         I angrily leave the room, slamming the door behind me. Once I get into the hallway all the energy leaves me and I slide to the ground, leaning against the wall. With my powers I can still listen to them speak in the other room.        "What's her problem? She doesn't care about all the people that died?" Scott asks.        "No, her problem is she cares too much about all the people that died." Steve responds sadly.       I stand up and run to my room, too sad and angry and confused to cry. I lay on my bed in silence, trying to shut out my thoughts but failing.        What if we do get Peter back?        But what if Natasha and Steve die...        We could bring everyone back though, and have a normal life.         Or we could all die and make life more fucking horrible than it already is.         Peter...         I sit up and look outside my window to see Steve, Scott and Nat walking outside, heading to their car. I make a split second decision and I open the window and jump out, easily landing on my feet. Scott's eyes are wide but Steve and Natasha seem more confused at why I'm there than surprised.       "So... um... can I come? If there's... if there's a chance that I can get Peter back... get everyone back t-then... I have to do it. For Peter." I say staring at the ground.        Natasha walks forward and hugs me quickly and gently, "of course. We're heading to Tony's to try and get him to help us."        It's a futile effort really, Tony hasn't talked to anyone since he had his daughter. Her and I are good friends, but Tony wanted to live in a cabin in the woods to escape the memories and I... I couldn't stand to leave the memories. I haven't seen Tony in a while although he's texted and called once with Morgan.        We pile into the car and start driving..                                   .                                      .        We stand on Tony's porch as he pours us tea.        "Quantam fluctuation, messes with the flex scale, which then triggers Deutsch Proposition, can we agree on that?" Tony speak fast.         He hands tea to all of us and I take a small step, it tastes alright.          "In layman's terms, it means you're not coming home." Tony states and I feel my heart drop.          So I got hopeful for nothing? I knew it wasn't going to work out though... I stare at the ground.         "I did." Scott speaks up and I feel a glimmer of hope again until Tony says "no."         "You accidentally survived," Tony sighs. "It's a billion-to-one cosmic fluke.  And now you wanna pull a... what do you call it?"         "A... time heist...?" Scott says hesitantly.        "Yeah, a time heist. Of course. Why didn't we think of this before? Oh, because it's laughable. Because it's a pipe dream."         "The stone are in the past," Steve finally says. "We could go back and get them."         "We could snap our own fingers. We could bring everyone back." Nat adds          "Or screw it up worse than he already has, right?" Tony is saying exactly what I fear.          "I don't believe we would." Steve states.          "Gotta say it, sometimes I miss that giddy optimism. However, high hopes won't help if there's no logical, tangible way for me to safely execute said time heist." Tony sits in a chair. "I believe the most likely outcome will be our collective demise."        "Not if we strictly follow the rules of time travel. All right? It means no talking to our past selves, no betting on sporting events-" Scott try's to say.        Tony raises his hand, "I'm gonna stop you right there, Scott. Are you seriously telling me that your plans to save the universe is based on Back To The Future?"         I've been silent this whole time but finally I speak, "is it so hard to believe we could succeed Tony? That we could... maybe bring everyone back? Bring Peter back?"          Tony looks at me and hesitates before speaking, "I just think we're getting our hopes up and if it fails- which it will, we will mess up the universe more than we already have. Ashlyn, you're only so optimistic because you... you miss Peter. I understand, we all miss those people who... we all miss them, but we can't risk everything for a 0.000000000001% chance at success."       I look at the ground and don't reply, he's right, of course he is. I was just... desperate for any chance of getting Peter back.        "Tony, we have to take a stand." Nat's voice is grave.        "We did stand. And yet, here we are." Tony points out.        Natasha looks away and Scott speaks, "I know you got a lot on the line, you got a wife, two daughters." Scott gestures to me. "But I lost someone very important to me, so did Natasha, so did Steve, so did you, so did Ashlyn. A lot of people did. And now, now we have a chance to bring them back, to bring everyone back and you're telling me that you won't even think of trying to bring them back?!"        Tony stare down at the ground, "So... if we try and manage not screw up the world, if we could go back in time, if we can grab the stones, if we can snap without dying and if we can get everyone back then we won't damage anything?"        Scott and Steve nod.         "Those are a lot of ifs..." Tony says.        I look up at Tony, "please Tony. I know you feel like you have everything you want right here but...  I need you to help me get what I want back. What everyone wants back."        Tony is silent for a moment and then looks through the window and into the cabin. I follow his gaze and see a picture of Peter, I miss Peter. So much.          "Fine... but we're going to need some help. And if we screw stuff up and die or worse, I'm going to kill all of you." Tony says and stands up.         I smile and Tony walks inside to tell Pepper what's going on. Finally Tony comes back out and we all get in the car, Tony in the drivers seat like always. Tony starts driving.          "Where are we going?" Natasha asks.         "Well, we need help, and my intelligence isn't enough so we're going to find a person with a brain size equal to mine, any idea who that could be Cap?" Tony asks and glances at Steve.       Steve smiles slightly, "Bruce."