Avengers, Victory Is Assured!

Two and a half hours was neither long nor short.

Tony and Pepper talked for a long time. Pepper kept trying to persuade Tony to give up and stop risking his life, but Tony merely said nonchalantly:

"This is the last time. I promise."

Faced with Tony's repeated insistence, Pepper, knowing she could not talk him out of it, could only obediently wait for him at home. If they had not already had a daughter, Pepper would have insisted on going with Tony.

Hawkeye Barton flew the Quinjet back to his suburban home. Scott, sent over by Tony, went with him because the two had something in common to talk about.

They landed the aircraft, stepped off the deck, and approached the familiar yet empty house.

Hawkeye Barton fell silent. Scott kept flipping through a tablet beside him, and when he saw the record of the Snap victims in Barton's family, he heartlessly remarked:

"Dude, what a coincidence. Your whole family got wiped out too."

At that, Barton rolled his eyes at Scott and was so annoyed that he laughed. "Dude, if you don't know how to talk, you don't have to."

"Oh, sorry."

Only then realizing what he had said, Scott scratched his head sheepishly.

"It's fine. I'll definitely bring them back. Isn't that what you think too?" Barton said as he walked ahead.

"Yeah!"

Scott nodded firmly, filled both with the excitement and thrill of joining the Avengers Alliance and with anger and helplessness over losing his family.

In front of the wooden front door.

Scott looked at Barton, who had stopped in place, and asked in confusion, "Aren't you going inside for a look? I'm kind of curious what your house looks like."

"No."

Barton shook his head. "I'll come home with them. When the time comes,