Just a quick one-shot I couldn't get off my mind, inspired by a leaked deleted scene from The Avengers.
I wrote this very quickly- hope it makes sense! Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I, sadly, do NOT own anything you recognize. If I did, the world would be a little different.
Maybe Tomorrow
Steve slowly turned the pages of the file on the table. SHIELD had given him information on his team from the war- Colonel Philips, the Howling Commandos, Howard-, all dead. He had looked through these pages before, every day since they moved him to his own apartment. As he turned the page, he knew what would be coming next.
Peggy Carter.
He didn't see the red of deceased. He saw the black if retired, with an address and number to contact her. He looked from the paper to the telephone across the room. Every day he asked himself the same questions- could he? Should he?
What would he even say? "Hello Peggy. It's me, Steve. I'm sorry I missed our date."
Would she even remember? Would she want to speak with him, or just hang up the phone in shock and anger? Or maybe the paper was old, and she had passed on. Even worse, what if she passed just before he called? He tried to tell himself fate wouldn't be that cruel, but based on his track record- sickly childhood, five military draft rejections, and being frozen for seventy years- he didn't let anything surprise him.
He turned away from the phone and put down the paper, just like every other day.
Maybe he could be braver tomorrow.