Maddox sat in the cockpit of the ship that was her only connection to the worlds she had grown up on. It had been three years since she and her parents had encountered Drax and finally freed themselves of Thanos's shadow. In that time, they had found a nice, sparsely habited planet to live on. Now they had a nice patch of land that they farmed for food and money, and none of them talked about the stars. Gamora and Maddox lived in a separate house from Peter and Groot, but given the sleepovers her parents were having lately, Maddox figured that would soon change.

She hadn't had any visions since they arrived. It was a relief, knowing that Thanos wasn't after them, but at the same time it was an eerie feeling, not knowing the future.

Maddox was brought out of her musings when the comm unit dinged. She answered it. Hopefully her contact had more information than the last time they had spoken.

"Nadine," the man who called himself Pyreus greeted her. "You are well, I take it?"

"Yes. Do you have any news?"

Pyreus nodded. "I have a promising lead. That DNA sample you gave me has been most helpful. I now suspect that the individual you are looking for is a Titan."

Maddox repressed a shiver. She had been searching for her grandfather, Peter's father, for two years now. She knew it was a risk, and that was why she hadn't told either of her parents. She had taken a DNA sample of Peter, and did her own tests to weed out the human portion, then sent the leftovers to somebody she remembered her mother talking about. Her gut told her he was trustworthy.

"A Titan. Well, I suppose that makes sense," Maddox said. Titans all had some sort of powers, so it made sense if her visions came from her Titan DNA. It also explained why she only ever had visions of Peter, who also had Titan DNA, and Thanos, a Titan.

"It might be dangerous to pursue this line of investigation," Pyreus warned.

"I will give you a little extra," Maddox promised, then severed the connection. She had already gone a few seconds over her allotted contact time.

Maddox sat still for a moment. She couldn't explain why, but she knew it was important that she find out who her father's father was.

She checked the time, and her heart jumped. She was late! Quickly she left the ship, running back to the farm. Her parents and Groot were already working, picking small paro fruits from green-leafed bushes. None of them commented on her lateness, although Groot, with a proud "I am Groot" told her that he had picked more than Peter and Gamora combined.

"Maddox," Gamora said, straightening. "Can you take yesterday's crop to town?"

"You don't want me to help pick?"

Peter stiffly stood. "Nah. You've been working hard lately. You need some time off."

Maddox grinned. "I'll be back before dark."

She took off, loading up the ancient, battered hovertruck with the previous day's crop. As she pulled out of the farm and onto the road, she popped in the custom-made cassette tape Peter had made her. The song he called "Hooked on a Feeling" started blaring, and she drove off, singing along with the music. Life was good.