1941...nearly 70 years ago...
Con man Captain Jack Harkness roams through the streets of New York City just taking in the atmosphere when he sees a scrawny guy getting attacked by two thugs. He puts up a fight, but clearly isn't successful. Jack comes in and makes the save, throwing one of the thugs off him and startling both.
Jack: Hey, pick on someone your own size! You wanna dance, at least make it fair! Come on!
The thugs run off. Jack pulls up the young, bruised man.
"You ok kid? What's your name?"
"Steve. Steve Rogers and I'm not a kid."
"Coulda fooled me. You're pretty skinny for a grown man. You should probably work out a little?"
"Thanks for the save...and the advice. I'm gonna need it when I enlist."
"Oh good for you! A real soldier on our hands! You definitely fight like a soldier. Just hit the gym and you'll look like a soldier. Trust me, nobody will even think about messing with you."
Steve blushes.
"Um...thank you! Are you new around here? I've never seen your face before and I've lived here pretty much forever."
"Well, I'm not exactly from around here. Just sightseeing."
"Oh. Well are you busy later?"
"Eh, yeah. I've got places to be. In fact, I gotta be somewhere now. I'm about to be late actually."
"Oh, I don't wanna keep you waiting. Thanks again! I really wish we could chat more. You seem like a cool guy!"
"Yeah, well maybe in the next life. See ya, remember, hit the gym!"
"Ha, I will!"
Jack walks away. Steve limbs away with a new feeling of self-esteem hovering over him.
One year later...
World War II
Captain Jack is there at a bar. From the corner of his eye, he sees what he believes is a dashing young man from a far, but as he looks harder he thinks "Isn't that that scrawny kid from way back?" He walks over to investigate.
Steve (looking much bigger) is there thinking deeply, whisky in hand when he sees him...
"When I said you need to get to a gym, you really took it to heart didn't you kid?"
Steve looks up and see's him...
"Oh my God...I thought I'll never see you again!"
He puts out his hand for a hand shake, but Jack gives him a hug.
"Good to see you man! You've really been pumping it haven't you?"
"Oh no. It's artificial."
"Artificial?"
"I was a part of this experiment when I enlisted that enhances my abilities physically. They call it the..."
"The super soldier experiment? That's you? You're Captain America?!"
"Well, yeah. I don't wanna brag but that's what they call me!"
"Holy cow! I've heard so much! You really are the real American Hero! You're like G.I. Joe!"
Steve looks confused.
"I'm sorry? G.I. Joe? Is that one of the new guys or something?"
"Um...don't worry about it. Just a bad joke from where I'm from."
"Where are you from?"
*in a somewhat somber tone* "Oh, long, long ways from home I'll tell you that much. *lightens up* But enough about me! What're you doing here?"
"I should be asking you the same thing."
"I asked you first, Captain."
"When we first met I told you I was enlisting remember?"
"No, I mean what are you doing HERE. Doesn't Captain America have better things to do than boozing up at this time of night?"
"Well, I have to be off for this big mission tomorrow and I'm kinda scared. I met this girl named Peggy. She's amazing...REALLY amazing and I wanna spend so much time with her and I have a bad feeling about how the mission could end you know?"
"Oh come on, you've made it this far, don't wuss out now! Whatever you have planned for Peggy is still gonna happen WHEN you get back."
"Thanks man. That means a lot."
"That's only because you're drunk."
"I'm tipsy, but I get the point."
They both laugh.
They were just talking and talking catching up for the rest of the night until Steve looks at his watch...
"Damn, that much time has passed? Boy, time really flies these days doesn't it?"
"You can say that again"
Jack pours himself a glass and chugs it.
"Well, I guess that means you're off then?"
"Yeah, but I promise you if I come back..."
"WHEN you come back."
"WHEN I come back, and after I spend some time with Peggy, we'll definitely do this again. Over lunch. Maybe I'll bring Peggy along so we can all get acquainted."
"It's a date!"
"..."
"I'm kidding Steve. Lighten up!"
They both laugh; Steve a little more nervously.
"Yeah, well, it's been swell. Thanks again for the advice, now and back then, and thanks for being a friend."
"Maybe we'll be more when you get back!"
They both laugh hysterically. Steve walks away while Jack still sits at the barstool.
"See ya later."
"See ya."
Jack stares at Steve's ass as he walks away and chuckles.
"Ooh boy. He he. Good kid..."
He then chugs the bottle of booze.
Steve never came back. His plane crashed during the mission in the water and was remembered as noble, legendary soldier...
Until 70 years later...
Steve awakens in modern day New York to hear a man wearing an eye patch speaking to him.
"Mr. Rogers, I'm Nick Fury, director of SHIELD. You've been frozen for 70 years. The world has changed and we here at SHIELD have a special task for you that involves the fate of the world.
Steve is too gutted to speak. He's confused and gutted. The world he knows is long gone. He can't help but remember everyone he's lost, especially his girl Peggy...and his man Jack.
"Are you gonna be okay Mr. Rogers?"
"Yeah, I...it's just that...I had a date...
Months later...
Steve has gotten situated with his new surroundings and while it still hurts to lose everything, he's managing. Fury sends himself and fellow teammates on The Avengers Initiative, Tony Stark and Clint Barton, on a mission to Cardiff. Some strange outbreak. No one knows what these creatures are, but the two are flown in to check it out. But they aren't the only team there...
As they investigate a torn, barren wasteland that used to be a peaceful city area, a voice carries from a distance...
"Can I help you gentlemen? You guys don't look like you're from around here."
Steve recognized that voice immediately.
"It can't be..." he thought to himself. He turned around and it truly was an old friend...
"JACK?!" he screams.
He pulls down his cowl and Jack stops in his tracks.
Clint and Tony look confused. Jack and Steve walk slowly toward each other as if they've seen a ghost.
They're halfway there from each other when...
BLAM
Jack is shot dead in the head from some strange looking creature. Steve looks heartbroken and enraged.
The creature mops the floor with Tony and Clint. Steve lunges at the beast with his shield to little to no effect. The creature grabs the shield and hits Steve in his stomach, taking him to the ground. The creature is about to attack when...
BLAM! BLAM!
Jack is back up, still with a hole in his head slowly healing, and shot the beast with some alien-like gun that leaves a whole in the monster's stomach, causing him to fall to the ground.
Jack then walks to Steve, with the biggest grin on his face.
"You ok kid?"
Steve can't believe his eyes. He faints.
To be continued?