y/n had done no superhero work in the past five years, instead he had worked for a degree and one into therapy. It had been ten years since the civil war, and the two men had finally reconciled. The car growled with energy as Steve climbed into the passenger seat.
Steve Rogers: You alright?
y/n: Course I am.
Steve Rogers: Come on, let's go see her.
The car shot off. A little time later, Steve and y/n stood by the massive war-like monuments dedicated to the 'vanished'. y/n stared blankly at the name 'Aleya Fury'. He felt Steve's hand clamp onto his shoulder.
Steve Rogers: She wouldn't blame you for moving on.
y/n sighs.
y/n: I know, still... feel bad.
Steve and y/n head back to the car. Inside the New Avengers facility, someone is cutting pieces of bread with peanut butter filling into a couple of triangles, as someone else was speaking. The camera pans up to Natasha Romanoff, now having red, long hair, over-colouring her blonde streaks, hearing Rocket Raccoon out about his status so far.
Rocket: Yeah, we boarded that highly suspect warship Danvers pinged.
The camera cuts showing a few of the Avengers in holographic calls from the left to right, respectively: Nebula and Rocket Raccoon, Okoye, Danvers with a tomboyish haircut, and Rhodes.
Nebula: It was an infectious garbage scowl.
Rocket: So, thanks for the hot tip.
Carol Danvers: Well, you were closer.
Rocket: Yeah. And now we smell like garbage.
Natasha Romanoff: You get a reading on those tremors?
Okoye: It was a mild subduction under the African plate.
Natasha Romanoff: Do we have a visual? How are we handling it?
Okoye: Nat, it's an earthquake under the ocean. We handle it by not handling it.
Natasha Romanoff: Carol, are we seeing you here next month?
Carol Danvers: Not likely.
Rocket: What, you gonna get another haircut?
Carol Danvers: Listen fur-face, I'm covering a lot of territory. The things that are happening on Earth, are happening everywhere, on thousands of planets.
Rocket: All right, all right, that's a good point. That's a good point.
Carol Danvers: So you might not see me for a long time.
Natasha Romanoff: Alright. Uh, well. This channel is always active. So, if anything goes sideways... anyone's making trouble where they shouldn't... comes through me.
Okoye agrees in her language.
Rocket: Okay.
Natasha Romanoff: Alright.
The Avengers cut off their calls one by one.
Nebula: Give y/n my usual.
Natasha Romanoff: Will do.
Nebula and Rocket cut off their call.
Carol Danvers: Good luck.
She cuts off her call. Everyone does so except for Rhodes. Nat sighs exhausted, and sits down, as she notices Rhodes still online in the call.
Natasha Romanoff: Where are you?
Rhodes: Mexico. The Federales found a room full of bodies. Looks like a bunch of cartel guys. Never even had the chance to get their guns off.
Natasha Romanoff: It's probably a rival gang.
Rhodes: Except it isn't. It's definitely Barton. What he's done here, what he's been doing for the last few years... I mean, the scene that he left...
Nat starts to show signs of sadness as she gradually tears up.
Rhodes: I gotta tell you, there's a part of me that doesn't even want to find him.
In an abrupt moment of silence, she tries to chew her tears and emotional feelings as she eats a sandwich.
Natasha Romanoff: Will you find out where he's going next?
Rhodes: Nat...
Natasha Romanoff: Please.
Rhodes: Okay. Rhodes cuts off his call.
Nat starts to cry as she tries to hold back her tears miserably.
Steve Rogers: You know I'd offer to cook you dinner but you seem pretty miserable already.
Out of nowhere, Roger slumps over a bookshelf, in the same mood as he was is in the therapy session. y/n also walks round the corner as Nat wipes off the tears off her face.
Natasha Romanoff: You here to do your laundry?
Steve Rogers: And to see a friend.
Natasha Romanoff: Clearly, your friend is fine.
Steve Rogers: You know I saw a pod of whales when I was coming up the bridge.
Natasha Romanoff: In the Hudson?
Steve Rogers: There's fewer ships.
y/n: Cleaner water.
Natasha Romanoff: You know, if you're about to tell me to look on the bright side. Um... I'm about you to hit you in the head with a peanut butter sandwich.
Steve Rogers: Sorry. Force of habit.
He throws his jacket onto a couch, then sits down on another chair, opposite Natasha. y/n also sits down.
Natasha Romanoff: Oh, y/n. Nebula asked me to let you know that she loves you very much.
y/n: You mean she told you to "give y/n my usual".
y/n employs a robot voice for the last part, making the others laugh.
Steve Rogers: You know, I keep telling everybody they should move on and... grow. Some do. But not us.
Natasha Romanoff: If I move on, who does this?
y/n: Maybe it doesn't need to be done.
Natasha Romanoff: I used to have nothing. And then I got this. This job... this family. And I was... I was better because of it. And even though... they're gone... I'm still trying to be better.
Steve Rogers: I think we both need to get a life.
Natasha Romanoff: You first.
A camera footage pops up in front of them, showing Scott Lang with his Quantum Realm Van behind him.
Scott Lang: Oh! Hi. Hi! Is anyone home? This is Scott Lang. We met a few years ago, at the airport? In Germany? I got really big, and I had my mask on. You wouldn't recognize me.
Steve Rogers: Is this an old message?
Natasha Romanoff: It's the front gate.
Scott Lang: Ant-Man? Ant-Man, I know you know- I know you know that. I really need to talk to you guys.
Where do we go now?
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