Hank Pym, the pacifist hero

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Phone Call || Hank & Jan

  • Jan: *dials hank's number* Pick up, Hank! Pick up! Please...
  • Hank: *picks up the phone* Sorry... sorry... *cough* Where are you?
  • Jan: Just outside my fashion building! Where are you? Why'd have to hang up? What's going on? Are you okay? You almost gave me a heart-attack when you didn't call back!
  • Hank: I'm fine... Could you... could you meet me at the mansion? I'll explain everything... promised...

Surprises || Jan and Hank

thewasp-janetvandyne:

She smiled and leaned close to him, cuddling lightly. She didn’t want to hurt him after all. She laughed at his statement. “I can imagine him kicking us both out of bed. He’d probably have a nightmare or something and ask to sleep with us… and then take up every square inch.”

She couldn’t wait! It was going to be so much fun! She yawned suddenly and smiled. “We’re going to have a big adventure when he gets here…” She said, laying her head on his chest.

Hank wrapped his arm around Jan and pulled her close.  ”That’s a possibility.  Although he wouldn’t take up a lot of room…  but we might have to consider getting a bigger bed.”

He chuckled and kissed the top of Jan’s head as she yawned.  ”You’re getting a bit tired, honey?”  He let himself glide a bit in bed to lie more on his back, and immediately regretted it.  His skin was still too sensitive for that, and he tried to hide his wince.

He gently combed her hair with his fingers as she lay her head on his chest.  ”It’ll be quite different than what we’re used to, that’s for sure.  But I can’t wait for it.  I feel ready for this, as long as it’s with you.”

(Source: hank-pym-giant-man)

Phone Call || Hank & Jan

  • Jan: *dials hank's number* Pick up, Hank! Pick up! Please...
  • Hank: *picks up the phone* Sorry... sorry... *cough* Where are you?

"This isn’t good…  This isn’t good…  I need a plan…!" 

Surprises || Jan and Hank

thewasp-janetvandyne:

Jan giggled and kissed him back. “All I did was put gel on your back…” She said with a grin. She took his hand and pulled him towards the bed.

"Bed please… today was very exhilarating and fun!" She said, grinning. She pulled the blankets back and climbed onto the bed. "Join me husband~ I’ll make sure to not hurt your back." She said, smiling up at him. This was the best thing ever. Being able to curl up beside Hank and spend the night with him. It was all she’d ever wanted. Being able to spend time with him… and now with their newest addition. She rubbed her stomach and giggled.

"Oliver says he wants daddy to join us too!"

Hank let himself get pulled to bed with a smile on his face.  ”I agree.  I never thought I’d do something like this, at least not here, but it’s been really fun.”

He climbed in bed next to Jan and leaned with precaution against the pillows.  It really didn’t hurt that much, and he settled more comfortably, opening his arms for Jan to come and cuddle close.  ”He says that now, but in a year he’ll climb in bed and take up all the place, and there won’t be room for me anymore.”  

He chuckled at that thought, before letting a tender smile linger on his lips.  He just had a very vivid image in his head of a little boy patting to the side of the bed and telling them he just had a bad dream, and asking if he could sleep with them.  

(Source: hank-pym-giant-man)

If you want something done right…

theviper-ophelia:

Viper frowned a bit as he answered his phone. She had noticed that quirk of his lips. She was close enough to barely hear the voice on the other end. It was a female’s voice… ‘Damn it. I did not count on her calling him!' She saw his muscles twitch as he put his phone away and only had enough time to brace herself for the impact before he had slammed her against the wall.

She groaned lightly and glared at him. “You have not won. I will get what I want… and you are going to help me. And do you know why…?” She asked, spitting out a little bit blood as she shifted her feet slightly. “Because one wife has already died at the hands of a Hungarian assassin… and I have no problems with giving the other the same death. If I do not get what I want…” 

She kicked her heels against the wall, opening a hidden compartment that let out a dark cloud of poison gas. She managed to wiggle out of his hold when it loosened from surprise and quickly began searching through his uniform. It was one of her weaker poisons but then, she designed it as more of a smoke screen and a way of slowing her opponents down. She cursed in Hungarian when she didn’t find what she wanted.

She quickly backed away and used the remaining smoke to get out of the club. She paused at the doorway however and looked at him as the poison began to dissipate. “Mark my words, Ant-Man… your little Wasp will die the same way your little Maria did… a bullet to the head, if I don’t get what I want. So I would suggest you look at those notes and figure out how they work.” Before anything else could happen, she twisted the ring on her finger and disappeared from sight.

That gas took Hank by surprise, and he involuntarily loosened his grip on Viper as the acrid smell filled his lungs and made him dizzy.  He fell to his knees, returning to his normal size as he fought a wave of nausea.  He could hear her words echoing as though coming from far away.  Did she just poison him?  In any case, it was a good thing he was in his giant form.  Such a dose at his usual height could have killed him, for all he knew.

As she gushed a flow of threats on to him, he could only hear parts of it.  Maria…  a bullet to the head…  those notes…  those damn notes…!  Before he could even attempt anything, she was gone, leaving him sprawled on the cold concrete floor, trying to sort things out in his head.

Taunting him with his first wife’s assassination hit home mostly because of her accent, of her connection to Maria’s home country.  What if she actually had something to do with that…?  They had never found the killers, after all…  

He shook his head, trying to clear his mind.  This was irrelevant now.  She had threatened Jan, and there was no way he could let that pass by.  And there was no way he could let something happen to Jan, because of him.  On the other hand, giving the notes to Viper could mean world domination for Hydra.  

Damn. 

Surprises || Jan and Hank

thewasp-janetvandyne:

Jan smiled at that. She was so lucky to have him! Not many guys would do that… even for their pregnant wife. And Jan was glad that Hank agreed. Because she could tell that the bigger she got, the more her feet and back would hurt.

She let her hands drift over his lower back, rubbing in the aloe vera and then pulled away. “Yep! All done!” She said, letting her fingers trace lightly over his back and smiled at him.

"Great!"  Hank smiled and turned around to peck a kiss to Jan’s lips.  He had to admit the aloe helped a lot.  He hadn’t noticed how much his skin was burned and sore until Jan spread the gel on his back.  

"Thank you honey.  You’re a life saver!"  He chuckled and took her face in his hands to kiss her quickly once more.  "Now is there anything I can do for you, or would you rather just climb up comfortably in bed?"

He found it easier than he ever thought it would be to spend time with Jan and actually manage to pay attention to her as much as she deserved.  He used to be so caught up in whatever he was working on that he often lost focus on the more important things.  Maybe it had something to do with the fact that he had found a balance in life, or the fact that losing her for what he thought was forever brought him a new understanding of his actual priorities.  Whatever it was, it seemed to work out just fine.

(Source: hank-pym-giant-man)

If you want something done right…

theviper-ophelia:

"So you keep saying, but potential is potential. And I know that they are valuable. Libraries are wonderful places to dig up the past. I read the newspapers from the time of the accident. I know those notes hold promise." She said, sweetly. 

"Give me the notes and I will give you your wife. Or… is it that you intend to betray your word and not give the notes? Because if…" She trailed off  as his phone started going off.

"You’re one to talk about keeping your word…  but I don’t trust you at all.  Until I can talk to my wife and see her in front of me, I’m not going to give you those notes.  This is non negotiable.  Furthermore~"

He was surprised to hear his phone ring, now of all times.  Slowly, without loosing eye contact with Viper, he reached for his belt and took his phone out.  He looked at the number and only the corner of his lips twitched imperceptibly.  He turned his attention back to Viper as he pressed the ‘answer’ button.  ”Hey.  Can I call you back in a minute?  I’m kind of in the middle of something here…”  

He managed to keep his face neutral as the smooth voice on the other end of the line answered him, and he turned off his phone, putting it back in his belt.  He then turned his attention back on Viper, and in a fraction of a second, he had grown to twenty feet, reaching out and whacking her against the wall, his oversized hand holding her in place, bits of bricks crumbling around her.  

"You threaten my wife again, Viper, and you’ll have to deal with me.  As for those notes, consider them destroyed."   

Surprises || Jan and Hank

thewasp-janetvandyne:

She smiled as she felt him start to relax under her hands. That was better… it’d help with the healing. But he’d most likely have to sleep on his stomach to avoid any other pain.

She looked at him. “Don’t worry… you can make it up to me by rubbing my feet and back the farther along into this pregnancy i get.” She said, chuckling.

Hank smiled again.  ”You can count on me for that.  Any time you need me, honey.”  It was the least he could do.  Poor Jan wasn’t built on that big of a frame to begin with, and the extra weight on her stomach was already bringing some back pain, even though she wasn’t complaining about it much.  

"I guess you won’t be hearing me snore tonight…  I don’t think I’ll be sleeping on my back."  He peered over his shoulder again as he felt her hands on his lower back.  "Are you about done?"  Not that he minded having her hands on him, but he was just concerned about her standing up for too long because of him.

(Source: hank-pym-giant-man)

If you want something done right…

theviper-ophelia:

"Do you believe I am that naive? I do not know that you brought the notes with you at all. So tell me, why exactly would I give my bargaining chip up first? That is not how this works, Ant-Man.” She said, smirking.

"Why would I tell you that? Besides, if there really was not anything there… you would not have hidden them." Really, the only one who could be trusted to keep his word was the Captain and since he wasn’t there… Viper wasn’t inclined to trust this Avenger. "If you do indeed have the notes with you, show them to me and hand them over, and I shall give you the location of your wife."

Hank tried to keep his expression neutral.  ”The notes are hidden somewhere safe.  They’re hidden not because of their actual content, but only because of their potential one.  I don’t know what’s in them.  Nobody does.  They’re probably worthless anyway.”

He took one step closer to her, determined not to let her have the upper hand in the conversation.  ”I’m telling you the truth.  Whatever you hope to accomplish, those notes won’t help you.”

He was getting tired of the verbal game they were playing.  None of them would budge from their position, but Viper had the bargaining chip in Jan.  And Hank was starting to feel an almost physical strain from the worry over her safety.

"Give me back my wife, and I’ll give you the notes."