Rose walked around the room, bored out of her mind. Fury told her to stay put while he talks to the famous Captain America. The name intrigued her. After all, he was the man who was in the Avengers, the man who saved the world countless times and fought for his country, but she'd never seen him up close. She'd never had the opportunity. If she didn't know any better, she'd say Fury was keeping them apart on purpose.
The only question was why? They had more than a few similarities, they would get along just fine. She herself was also kept in ice until three years ago, having woken up in the twenty-first century. She still had to adjust to all the changes, and she had been injected with the super soldier serum by H.Y.D.R.A when she was eight. Yeah, you could say they had a lot in common. So what was the reason, and why was she meeting him now?

"What's this about, Fury?" Steve asked curiously, following Fury down the hall. "Is it about H.Y.D.R.A again?"
Fury shook his head solemnly. "No, it's actually something personal, which is why I only wanted to speak to you, and not the others."
"What is it?"
Fury thought for a moment of how to break the news as gently as possible. "Do you remember Lydia Hathaway?" he questioned.
A sad, far away look appeared in Steve's eyes. "My wife? Of course I do," he replied with a sad smile. "What has this to do with her?"
"H.Y.D.R.A broke into her home soon after you were frozen. She was found dead when the police came," Fury explained gently, trying to soften the blow. "Her daughter was nowhere to be found. She was three years old at the time."
Okay, let's admit, it might have been softer if he dropped an anvil on him first. Steve froze, eyes wide. "I-I had a daughter?" Sure he knew Lydia would've died by now, but he never expected to hear this. Not to mention he had a daughter that he knew nothing about until just now.
"The next eleven years of her life were spent at HYDRA. They injected her with the super soldier serum and experimented on her multiple times," Fury continued. "Peggy Carter found her when she was fourteen. Because she was too unstable for them, she and Howard Stark put her in cryo then hid her in the basement.
"We found her three years ago, and defrosted her. We trained her and took her in since she had nowhere else to go. Then we found you." His words sparked something in Steve. Why tell him this now? "We did a DNA test the minute we found her. She's yours. You both nearly met on several occasions. I thought it was time for you to finally meet. She's waiting in there." Fury pointed to the door just ahead. Steve was quiet for a moment.
"What's her name?" he demanded quietly. After everything he just learned, he might as well get some closure about his daughter.
"It's Rosemary," he responded, opening the door for him, "but she prefers Rose."
"We'll talk about this later," Steve said with a glare. Even if he introduced him to her, it wouldn't erase the fact that Fury had kept her from him since the moment he joined S.H.I.E.L.D. There was no getting any of that time back. If what he says was true, then she was seventeen by now, a teenager. So yeah, he was angry, and might always be, not just at Fury but H.Y.D.R.A for doing this to her, taking everything away from her until this was all she knew.
Without hesitation, Steve entered the room, his eyes landing on the brunette in one of the chairs surrounding the table. She had pale skin, a piercing in her left eyebrow and one on her nose, and when she turned to look at him, he saw she had blue-green eyes. She wore her wavy black hair with several different colored highlights loose along with a black long-sleeve top, black jeans and black combat boots. The sight of her made Steve pause in his tracks. Her face reminded him of her mother.
"Captain America," she greeted, a smile on her face. "It's an honor to meet you."
"Agent Hathaway," Fury addressed her, sitting down at the head of the table. Rose nodded in his direction as Steve sat down next to her, his gaze never leaving her face. "I wanted to tell you after I brought him to you. I'm sure he wants to learn about you. Why don't you tell us about your parents? You remember your mother, don't you?"
At that, Rose bit her lip. "Barely," she weakly smiled. "My dad served in the 107th in the 1940's. He died before I was born, so I never knew him. I remember my mom used to talk about him, saying he was a hero who died for his country. She was killed by H.Y.D.R.A after they broke into our house. That's about it." She shrugged, but the way her eyes flashed angrily, it was easily detectible that there was more she wanted to say.
"I wouldn't say your father's dead," Steve spoke up, startling Rose for a slight moment. "Maybe he was simply frozen in a block of ice for around seventy years."
Rose tilted her head in confusion. "Of course he's dead. If he weren't I probably would've met him by now."
A glare was sent in Fury's direction before he turned back to Rose. "Actually I just found out I had a daughter who was kidnapped by H.Y.D.R.A. She was kept in ice for about seventy years," Steve explained subtlety, hoping she'd take the hint. "When I was found, they kept me from meeting her several times. Fury decided to tell me about her and let me meet her today."
Rose's eyes widened as she caught up. "You're saying my dad is Captain America," she said quietly. It wasn't a question but a statement. "That you're my dad?"
Steve stared at her for a moment. "Fury told me today. I had no clue until then," he said. "You look just like your mother."
For a while, the two stared at each other, and Steve worried this wouldn't work out between them, that too much time had passed, and too much had happened. Then Rose lifted her hand to wipe something from her eyes. As her hand lowered, he could see tears welling in her eyes.
Almost instinctively, Steve pulled her into a tight embrace, not wanting to let go again after all these years.

"Are you sure you're related?" Tony asked, glancing at Rose, eyebrows raised in bewilderment. It had been three months since the two had been reunited and Steve was introducing her to the rest of the Avengers. Well, it was more an audition to join their team, not that she knew of course.
"Yeah, why?" Rose challenged.
"Uh, maybe because you're nothing like each other," Clint commented. "He's nice, and you're...scary and dark."
At the comment, Rose looked down at her outfit. "Oh, come on," she smirked, rolling her eyes. "This is the least scariest thing I've worn."
"I mean your personality," he retorted.
"Oh, please go run in front of a bus," she snapped. Steve tried to hide his laughter with a cough. He'd gotten used to her violent tendencies by now.
"You'd miss me if I did," Clint teased.
"I'd be overjoyed."
"Uh-huh."
Rose rolled her eyes and went upstairs to meet the others. Tony followed her quickly. "She's not easy to deal with," Clint sighed to Steve. "But then again, when has things ever been easy? Easy is boring anyway."