"I still think about that night your mother and I had to leave you. I wish we could've put down our bags, tucked you back into your bed. But too many lives were at stake." Gramps explained to me and Mom. "To disarm the missile, we had to get inside it... but the plating was too thick. The only way in was to shrink between the molecules. We both knew that if you go that small, there's no coming back. It should've been me, but my regulator was damaged. Your mother's wasn't. She turned it off and went subatomic to deactivate the bomb. Your mom saved thousands of lives that day, knowing she'd be lost in the quantum realm. Alone. Afraid. Gone forever. Telling you she wasn't coming home was the hardest thing that I ever had to do. But then, Scott showed up, or should I say, broke into our house. And when he went to the quantum realm and came back, everything changed. I started to wonder... could your mother still be alive? So, I dusted off some old plans." "Dad, what are you saying?" Mom asked, looking at the plans. "Mom, Gramps thinks it's possible to bring Grandma back."
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Fly, Dragonfly
FanfictionBrenna Van Dyne works with her mother and grandfather on some advanced technology. I don't have a good description at the moment.
