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Melody stood in the kitchen of Stark Towers with only one thing on her mind. Boredom. She had the day off. She had days off since she had been to New York, but today was different. She had absolutely nothing to do, and her only companion was Jarvis. The touristy things never attracted her, and she had seen every movie and read every book in this place since she was living alone.

She knew with time different that Pepper was still at work, and when she called Tony, he didn't answer which meant one of two things, he was dead or the music in his workshop was so loud that he couldn't hear the phone ringing. They would be visiting soon, anyway. It was almost time for her birthday, meaning they were making a special trip. Calling Clint was completely out of the question, and her mother was still at work. The only "friends" she had at work were Agent Maria Hill and Natasha Romanoff. The sad thing was that she couldn't even picture seeing those girls outside of work drinking at a bar or spending the night dancing. She would have called Coulson. The two had gotten pretty close ever since she moved here, but he was on a mission; a super secret mission she couldn't know about because of Nick Fury. And she wasn't calling Nick Fury to hang out because of obvious reasons. So, she had no friends in the state of New York.

She thought about all the things New York had to offer. That's when Steve came to her mind. A part of her felt guilty for it. She was the only relative he had left and she still hadn't met him. She just wasn't ready for that. Taking on Steve felt like a huge step in her life. She felt responsible for him, but she knew that the second she saw him, she would feel sorry for him. And she didn't want to feel sorry for him. He was America's greatest hero, and all she would see when she stared at him would be pity. Fury gave her constant updates on Steve's status, and again, she decided that meeting Steve was out of the question…for now.

She thought about going to see a movie, but she had never seen a movie all by herself. She wouldn't know what size popcorn to get. She and Tony would pig out on a large bucket together; so, would she get a medium or a small? What was even half of a large? It was stumping her. It truly was, but she would never be more stumped than coming to terms with the fact that in New York City-the biggest city in America-she couldn't figure out what to do.

That's when something occurred to her. There was one thing that she always preferred to do alone. Run. If she learned one thing about New York City, it was that the best place in town to run was Central Park. The more Melody thought about it, the more it seemed like a good idea. Stark Towers was starting to get a little boring. She had fixed everything that could possibly need fixing, started brand new projects and even got a place to practice her training.

The working out inside thing was getting boring. She hated working out, but when she got to do it outside, it was suddenly ten times better. She loved the feeling of the sun on her face. Now was a beautiful time for a run. The sun was getting ready to set. And New York was just starting to get into summer. It was even more beautiful outside than usual. As she looked outside, looking down at the jungle in the middle of the city, her mind was made.

She laced up her running shoes, put on a tank top and shorts, stretched a little before heading to the elevator and walked the rest of the way to Central Park. Once she got there, she saw tons of people jogging, walking their dogs and hanging out with friends.

As Melody looked around, she knew why she fell in love with New York. You were never strange, out of place or awkward. Everything here was strange, out of place and awkward. You just blended in the crowd, no matter what you were doing. And that was all Melody had ever wanted after years of being picked out of a crowd in a second for being Tony Stark's niece. People saw her, but didn't think twice about it. That was her own version of heaven.

She put her headphones in before taking her first steps, and quickly evolved into a run. As her music played, her mind went completely blank. She became lost in the music, until one song came on that triggered something in her.

She couldn't even remember what the song was, but the first thing that passed through her head was a flashback of Obadiah shooting her in the stomach. Then Clint being shot in the stomach. She thought of when she had to drag his limp body through the underground portions of Stark Industry, only finding herself barely alive when she got outside, almost bleeding out right on the Industry's steps.

Then she thought of Monaco. She thought about what it was like to be Iron Man. To throw herself into a situation where the public was more important than her life. She thought of the way Ivan's electric whips took hold of her and threw her around like a rag doll. Then at the Stark Expo when she was almost crushed to death in the metal she had helped create.

She felt her running increase as the thoughts zipped by like a bad dream. She ran as fast as her legs could take her, feeling death chasing her on her heels. She ran like that until her legs just couldn't take it anymore. She grabbed onto a nearby tree, having it slow her down to a stop as she fell to the cool, soft grass.

She pulled out her headphone, cursing the stupid song as she rested on her hands and knees, taking deep breaths, trying to calm down her anxiety attack. It wasn't a regular occurrence, but it did happen to her. It happened more times than she liked to admit. The first time she experienced one, she had no idea what was going on with her, that's when Pepper told her that she saw all the symptoms of an anxiety disorder. Pepper also forced her to go to a therapist where she was diagnosed with PTSD.

The doctor told her things like this were common. She would have triggers, and she had to figure out what those triggers were. Apparently that song being one of them. Again, she was thankful for New York. No one was stopping, trying to take a picture or video of her. She didn't even want anyone to help her. She wanted to stay like that as people casually passed her by, only wanting to get up on her own terms.

What she didn't know was that someone was on the way to help her. Steve Rogers had also decided to take a run that afternoon. He was on the opposite spectrum of Melody. His story was so new. More people were paying attention to the fact that the world's first super soldier came back from the dead and was now trying to adjust to life in the 21st century. One thing he did like about the changes was how much Central Park had changed. There was just so much more. And with so much going on, no one paid attention to the people running by.

As he ran, he noticed a little blonde running by him at full speed. He was impressed. Not a lot of people could run faster than him, but as she passed him, he noticed her breath. It was heavy, but it didn't sound like it was heavy from her running. It was heavy from her fear.

That's when he began to get worried about her. He picked up the pace in his jog, turning it into a run, having no trouble keeping up with her. The super soldier serum could cause him to run for days without him getting tiered. She just continued to get faster. She was really testing his limits. He had only woken up from the ice a few days ago! He wasn't back to his normal standards yet.

Right when Steve knew he couldn't keep up anymore, she threw herself to the ground, breathing heavily as she looked down at the grass, fear plastered all over her face. He couldn't really see the face, but that face seemed like a familiar one. Steve had to take a moment to catch his breath before even thinking about what was wrong with her. His hands rested on his knees as he took deep breaths, still keeping a careful eye on her. With a wheezy breath, he asked, "You all right, miss?"

Melody heard the voice and immediately stiffened. She heard that voice before. It was a voice that she had already made a note of in her head. It was a voice she didn't want to hear. Not now. She wasn't ready. She decided that when he woke from his seventy year sleep. He couldn't know who she was. Not now. Her anxiety attack seemed like less of a problem. She stood up, not bothering to look back before taking off again. She looked back briefly, but when she saw that he wasn't following, she turned her head right back, not stopping until she got to Stark Towers.

But Steve saw her. And he couldn't believe his eyes. She looked just like Maria. Exactly like Maria. Steve stood there for a moment, sure he was looking at a ghost, but then remembered something Fury had told him. He had a great niece. And Fury told him that he would be surprised by her, but he had no idea what he meant by that. Not until now.

Melody, when she got into Stark Towers, she plopped herself down on the couch and took a few deep breaths. Her phone began ringing, and when she saw that it was Tony, she wanted to answer it, but she was too emotionally upset; she ignored it. She hated today. She hated herself. She hated that she was avoiding Steve so much, but she felt like it was the only thing she could do. She didn't want to hurt him, but she also didn't want him to be lonely.

And Steve was very lonely. Since he had woken up, he was given an apartment paid for by SHIELD, but he didn't know anyone besides the people he met at SHIELD. Those people he didn't count as friends. They were barely acquaintances. He had no one to talk to, and he had no family left. Not even the family who wasn't blood. And to him, the world was so much more different. A few days ago, he was in the 20th century, and now, he was in the 21st. One thing Steve did know was that he was going to meet Melody Barnes one day. He just didn't know that the one day was going to be soon. Real soon.