"That's great," Steve told him. "You did the hardest part. You took the jump, you didn't know where you were gonna come down. And that's it. That's those little brave baby steps we gotta take. To try and become whole again, try and find purpose. I went in the ice in '45 right after I met the love of my life. Woke up 70 years later. You gotta move on. Gotta to move on. The world is in our hands. It's left to us guys, and we got to do something with it. Otherwise... Thanos should have killed all of us."

SAN FRANCISCO

At a self-storage facility, there was a sign saying "U-STORE IT, SELF STORAGE", with its interior filled with stored stuff and junk until it spotted Luis' van from "", behind a metallic fence with a label named "LANG". A rat crawled over the van's rear windshield and accidentally activated the controls for opening the Quantum Realm, haphazardly activating the Quantum Tunnel. The rear door busted open, flinging Scott outside the van.

Scott grunted as he pushed away a cushion from under of his body, and deactivated the helmet, but still grunting in pain, as he swept away sparks from an electrical failure out of his suit, then tried to stand and asked, "What the hell?"

He managed to stand, as another electrical failure sparked out of his gauntlets, and looked around in a confused look.

"Hope?" Scott called.

Inside a security office, a security guard was reading a book as he looked upon his security screen, seeing something going on in one of the storage facilities. In the cameras, it showed Lang in his casual clothing, shouting, waving a sign with the word "HELP" written on it.

Outside the facility, he pulled out a pushcart and looked back seeing the guard giving a stern look from far. He walked around until reaching his hometown, finding a post filled with MISSING posters, abandoned houses, a wrecked car, nothing but desolation. He saw a kid in a bike pass by.

Scott yelled, "Kid! Hey kid!" The kid stopped his bike as he stared back in a serious look. "What the hell happened here?"

The kid continued staring at him and was almost about to tear up, but immediately turned away from him and moved on. Scott gave the same confused look as he arrived in somewhat of a memorial called "THE VANISHED", with all the names of the people who became victims of the decimation. As Scott arrived on one of the engraved stones, he immediately dropped the handle in shock.

"No," Scott said. "Please. Please, please." He moved to check the other side of the engraved stone. "No, no, no. No." Scott excused aside a young couple as he keeps on checking another engraved stone if his daughter's name was on one. "Excuse me, sorry. No, Cassie, no."

Scott checked the rest of engraved stones if his daughter's name was in one and said in a mantra-like tone, "Please, please, please, please... No, Cassie." Scott looked at the engraved stone in shock, revealing his name in it. "What?"

Scott ran across the memorial, then to his hometown, only to ring a doorbell at his house, bang on the door, and tried opening the door, but found it locked. Then, he saw a feminine figure appear out of a hallway inside. The figure got closer, revealing a woman in a purple sweater, with her hand pushing towards the glass door's window, and her face filled with amazement, as she unlocked the door. It was Cassie, now an older teen.

Cassie, who hadn't seen him for five years, held up his face in an emotional sight and started to smile tearfully.

Scott returned her smile as he said, "Cassie?"

"Dad?" Cassie called and both of them emotionally hugged each other as father and daughter had reunited. Scott shoved her back, realizing that his daughter was now a teenager.

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