Twisted in Ties (Loki x OC)

Chapter 90

"I'll tell you about the fundamentals later. Um, it's really good to meet you." I shook his hand.

"You too." I took in a deep breath.

"So, what brings you three here?" Scott quickly spoke up.

"We need your Dad's help." 

"Izetta, we might need you too," Steve added. 

"Izz," I turned to Nat, noting the seriousness in their voices. "we might be able to bring them back." I froze, not believing or even properly registering what I just heard.

"...What? But...the stones were destroyed. Thanos is...dead. How can you-?"

"One word," Scott jumped in. "Time travel." I raised an eyebrow at him. "...Well, okay, two words. I always get which ones can stick together mixed up. Is time travel two words or one? Or can it be either? I don't know!" He asked Steve. 

"It's two, Scott." I thought about it for a minute. This had a lot of promise if we could figure out how to actually make it work. But that was our biggest problem. Was it even possible? The person who would know the answer was inside. I sighed heavily.

"...Come on. We need to talk to Tony."

After Scott explained everything on his side, both Tony and I listening closely, Tony started to give his reasons why it wouldn't work. I wasn't surprised. I expected Tony to be apprehensive. However, that also meant both of us were coming to very different conclusions.

"It's not possible."

"No, we know what it sounds like," Scott added.

"Tony, after everything you've seen, is anything really impossible?" Steve asked.

"Quantum fluctuation messes with the Planck scale which then triggers the Deutsch Proposition. Can we agree on that?" He asked, handing Steve a drink to which he muttered quietly,

"Thank you."

"In layman's terms, it means you're not coming home."

"I did," Scott argued.

"No. You accidentally survived. It's a billion-to-one cosmic fluke. And now you wanna pull a...what do you call it?" 

"Uh..." He shrugged unsurely. "A time heist?"

"Yeah, a time heist. Of course," Tony laughed off. "Why didn't we think of this before? Oh, because it's laughable. Because it's a pipe dream." 

"The stones are in the past. We could go back, we could get them," Steve explained.

"We could snap our own fingers. We could bring everybody back." My heart jumped a little in my chest as Natasha spoke.

"We could still win this." Tony turned as I spoke and our eyes met. He saw the look on my face before I could hide it. 

"Izz, no. You can't seriously be thinking about this."

"Dad, this is a chance."

"It's impossible. There are so many things that could go wrong here. We could screw all of this up worse than he already has, right?"

"I don't believe we would," Steve answered.

"Gotta say it. Sometimes I miss that giddy optimism. However, high hopes won't help if there's no logical, tangible way for me to safely execute said time heist. I believe the most likely outcome will be our collective demise."  

"Not if we strictly follow the rules of time travel. Alright? It means no talking to our past selves, no betting on sports events-"

"I'm gonna stop you right there, Scott. Are you seriously telling me that your plan to save the universe is based on Back to the Future?" Scott paused for a second. "Is it?"