Hank had a Rover unit in one of his Pym Pockets for when he got to Jan, but what he needed now was pure personal speed and power, his own tiny wings speeding him through the air.
He should have told someone else at the Mansion where he was going, but this was Jan. The woman he'd stare death in the face for, the woman he'd never truly stopped loving.
He beat his own personal speed record for getting there, enlarging as he landed.
"Jan... Great Scott..."
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