Crimson knew he was alive. She'd seen the footage from the New York, when Loki and his alien army had attacked. She had watched shit go down in DC on their small television, fearing for his life even if they hadn't seen each other in years.
She had gone online and looked through the leaked SHIELD files. The accident is mentioned in Steve's file, explaining how he had been sent back to 1938. Everyone who's read his file knows that he was really born in 1991. They know his name isn't really Steve Rogers.
Her name was in there, to. Crimson Alexandra Grant. SHIELD has listed her as Steve's romantic partner, while providing her phone number and address. She'd received at least twenty calls within 24 hours after the incidents in DC, various television hosts asking for an interview. She declined every single offer.
SHIELD was right, though. Steve and her had dated at the time of the accident, and she hadn't been seeing anyone since. It kind of creeps her out, that SHIELD knew she hasn't moved on from Steve.
It hurts to know that he hasn't made any attempts to reach her in the last three years. She had tried to tell herself that he had no way of knowing where she was, or if she had moved on. But she couldn't fool herself. If Steve really wanted to, he could find her within seconds.
Crimson knows that he's busy saving the world on a weekly basis, but he could have at least called her. Or emailed her, or texted her, or something.
She knew that he would come around, though. And she knew that she would kick his ass when he does show up. And the maybe, just maybe, they'd have some crazy hot reunion sex. (What? A girl can dream...)
So Crimson waits.
A/N
Sorry this is so short! It's just the introduction though, so the real chapters will be longer.