AN: After writing the last chapter, the last line Captain America says in this chapter came to me - so I had to write it.

Disclaimer: I don't own Avengers: Earth's Mightiest Heroes or Captain America: The First Avenger (2011), which inspired parts of this chapter.

Steve knew that both T'Challa and Wasp had spoken to Dr. Pym but he still felt obligated to say his piece to the gentle scientist as well.

When he reached Hank's lab, the Captain surveyed the sight before him. Half of the lab was packed up in boxes and the other half was in disarray, waiting to be packed.

"Have you come to talk me out of leaving too?" Steve turned, Hank had come up behind him while he had been surveying the lab. Hank brushed past him, beginning to pack another box. Steve turned to watch, "I've come to say my piece."

"No offense, Captain, but how can you? You are the one least likely to understand. You wanted to become a soldier – you wanted to fight. I don't."

"That's where you are wrong, Dr. Pym. I didn't want to fight. I didn't go seeking violence."

"But you-"

Steve held up a hand. "Hydra, Nazis, all of these people we fight – they're bullies. Dangerous and deadly, but still bullies. I know what it is like to be bullied. You've seen what I looked like before Dr. Erskine's serum – I was scrawny, to say the least. I tried to join the Army in an effort to stop bullies. To bring about justice. To protect people. That is still my driving force."

"I can understand that Captain, and I agree to an extent, but it feels like we're overdoing it. We've become soldiers. I can't be a soldier; it goes against everything I stand for. I'm a scientist, not a soldier, not a killer. I can't do it anymore, I'm not that person."

Hank's shoulders slumped, and he returned to his packing. Steve knew Hank was struggling. He joined the scientist in his packing.

"I'll support your decision Dr. Pym, no matter what it ends up being. I don't want you to go, I think of you as a good friend, but if that is what you really want…" Steve trailed off.

"Thank you Steve. I enjoy working with all of you. I consider each of you my friends as well… It's just, I can't be a soldier. I can't."

Steve finished packing the box he was working on and stood, heading for the door. Just before leaving, he turned.

"If there is one thing I've learned, Dr. Pym, it's that not all soldiers fight on the battlefield. Many never even see it."

Steve gave Hank a half-smile before turning and leaving. He hoped he helped Hank with his decision. He also hoped the scientist would stay.

Constructive criticism much appreciated.