Howard

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Summary: You and Tony go back in time to 1970 to get the Tesseract, when you run into the man you haven't seen since you were 5. Your father, Howard Stark.

Warnings: Endgame.

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You, Tony and Scott all sat in a destroyed car, when Steve came dropping off a railing, the scepter in his hands. "Cap," Tony called, a guilty look written on his face. "Sorry, buddy. We got a problem."

Scott's scoff came from the back of the car, "Yeah, we do."

You snapped your head around, glaring at Scott from your spot in the passenger seat. "You know, you have a real attitude problem." Scott just stuck his tongue out at you. "Wow, real mature." You said, turning back around.

"What happened?" He asked.

"Well, everything went exactly as planned. Tony and I were dressed as S.H.I.E.L.D. agents and Scott managed to give Tony a slight heart attack, and we had the Tesseract in our hands expect..." You trailed off.

"Expect...?" Steve asked, crossing his arms in front of him.

"We miscalculated when Hulk would arrive on the first floor and Loki, he uh, he managed to get away with the Tesseract." You said, hesitantly. You began playing with your wedding ring, something you often did when you were stressed.

"Well, what are we gonna do now?" Steve asked, as you and Scott exited out of the demolished vehicle.

"You know what? Give me a break, Steve. I just got hit in the head with the Hulk." Tony said, looking annoyed.

"You said that we had one shot. This, this was our shot. We shot it, it's shot. Six stones or nothing. It was six stones or nothing." Scott said, emphasizing each point.

"You're repeating yourself, you know that? You're repeating yourself." Tony said, aggravated.

"You're repeating yourself. You're repeating yourself."

You and Steve both rolled your eyes as both Tony and Scott continued to argue. "Are there any other options with the Tesseract?" Steve asked, interrupting their childish dispute.

"No, no, no. There's no other options. There's no do-overs." The bug said, smacking the car. "We're not going anywhere else. We have one particle left. Each. That's it, alright? We use that... bye bye, you're not going home."

Suddenly a thought popped into your head. It was a long shot but it just might work. "I got it. There's another way to retake the Tesseract and acquire new particles." You said.

Tony's eyes widened as he understood what you were saying. "Little stroll down memory lane. Military Installation, Garden State."

"Exactly," You said. Steve understood instantly what the two of you were saying. The three of you were having a silent conversation, understanding what this meant.

"When were they both there?" Steve asked, wracking his brain.

"They were there at a time... I have a vaguely exact idea."

Steve pursed his lips together, irked. "How vague?"

"What are we talking about? Where are we going?" Scott asked, lost.

"It was 1970." You interrupted, leaning against the car. Everyone snapped their heads in your direction.

"How do you know that?" Steve questioned.

"I know for a fact that they were there. And I know how I know." You stated, confidently.

"Alright then... It looks like we're improvising." Steve said.

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