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I remember Steve getting anxious around Stark. Stark would ask me to be the bearer of his child. He was quite straight-forward. He said we would create the perfect offspring. Steve would always check up on me when Howard and I worked together. It was a bit obnoxious that Steve didn't trust me, but I couldn't blame him. Howard was very inviting in all but that enormous ego of his.
So how did it all come to this? I wonder if the newspapers will report on him. Steve, I mean. Maybe he will fit into legend and old comic books. He is a hero. He holds me in his arms as we fall. I am unsure of why I think of all this now. It is too late to tell Howard to go find a wife, already. It is too late to tell my mother that Steve is finally in the army and quite the hunk. I stab myself in the arm with the rest of the serum. I clench my teeth and I hear Steve asking why I did that.
"So I can be something special when I die," I answer. He sighs, telling me that I am special. He goes on to tell me that he loves me. It is different then when we were friends, a time that seems lifetimes ago. It hurts a lot, not just the serum, but the ice too. Steve tries pounding out the windows, but even he can't get us out.
Surprisingly, I wish I could meet Howard's future wife and child. Somehow, I know he will have both someday. He has to. We will win this war. If we don't, then all this would've been for nothing. I wish a lot of things at the moment. I am not mad that Schmidt took me upon this ship, for now I don't have to leave Steve alone. Although I have never been a useless dame, I don't know what I'd do without him. Tall or short, scrawny or muscular, he has been there. Always.