He was home. Understandably, with all things being equal (eighty-six thousand tests being run by Docs McCoy, Pym, Foster, and others), he hadn't had any opportunity to Christmas shop.
He'd almost forgotten how much he'd missed his parents. How much he'd missed his friends. How much he'd missed things like reliable indoor plumbing and a guaranteed three meals a day.
Nearly two years older, maimed, and given to nightmares...
It was still home.
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