I bet you're wondering what happened here. Well, I looked over the story and I kind of cringed a little bit. Some of it didn't go exactly how I wanted it and I didn't want to waste any resources I have left. So I've decided to revisit it and edit it, just life everyone else does. I'm going to pull my hair out for this one.

So here's a new and improved version of it. I do not own Transformers: Prime or The Avengers.

1. Sad Good-bye

June didn't like to dream much. Well, not always. Not before such nightmares pooled her mind with fright. There was screeching metal and other terrifying features that scared her to no end.

The young woman woke up, her eyes wide and her breathing hard. Once she realized that it was all a dream, she seemed to relax. The room was dim, indicating that it was dawn.

"Are you okay?"

The woman turned over, staring into the brilliant blue eyes of her husband. "Just a dream."

The man took a hold of her hand and pressed his lips against them.

"Do you have to go?" she breathed. "You don't even want to."

The man kind of looked away. "I wish I didn't have to either but...duty does call," he said with a bit of humor.

The woman sighed. She scooched over a little more close to him. She wrapped her arms around him and rested her head against him. "I don't want it to happen. It hurts. It will hurt."

A hand grasped her shoulder gently. She looked up and met his eyes. "I won't be gone forever. I'll come back someday. In time to see him grow up." He nodded over to the crib.

His wife smiled. After missing out on all the things he would have lived and died for throughout the years, losing friends…losing the first woman he loved dearest, he was a father. That was the biggest news he ever had!

"June, you both were and still are the best things that ever happened to me," he continued. "That will never change, even in death."

"I just wish we could come," June sighed.

He nodded and looked away. "I know."

"And to have him grow without you around is something that I have never imagined would happen," June continued. "Now that you are leaving, it's like there is no proof that you existed here."

The man closed his eyes before they fluttered open again. "Actually, I do have something he'll remember me by."

He got out of bed and knelt down by the bedside. He reached under it and handed her a bag that he had kept for so long. She peeked inside, blinking in surprise.

"Your…"

"I love you," he whispered. "I will come back one day. I promise,"

"We'll be waiting," she replied.

By the time was dressed and ready, it was near ten. As he headed for the bus he looked back and placed a hand on her cheek. "I'll be back. I promise." He stole a kiss before he left. June sighed and put a hand to her heart.

"I just hope it will be soon, Steve."

Steve looked out the window as the bus rode on to a place near Hoover Dam. He breathed through his nose and looked ahead. Their little boy would grow up without him around. A single tear shed from his eye and down his cheek. He wasn't kidding. June and their newborn son always will be the best thing that ever happened to him out of the seventy year sleep he had.

The bus pulled up to a building that resembled a warehouse. He got off and entered the building. He was surprised to see a familiar six foot tall man with brown hair and blue eyes.

"Hank?"

The man looked up and smiled. "Hello, Steve."

"I thought you quit on us."

"I did. I was just coming back to collect some things." He looked around at the items strewn over the tables. "I just hope that Tony hasn't messed with them."

"Doctor, you know you're always welcomed back."

Hank stopped in the middle of his collecting and paused. "And you can still stay with your family." Then he looked up adding, "but I guess you didn't have much of a choice. I do."

"I know how much she meant to you," Steve said. "I just don't understand why you sent your daughter and son away."

"I don't wish to hurt them by knowing the truth," Hank confessed. "I can't imagine their reaction towards it. I'm hoping that I'm doing the right thing."

Steve looked out the doorway as a vehicle pulled up. "I hope so too."

"Don't worry about it," Hank said. "I'm sure that one day you'll be able to find your way back to your family."

"Only if you find your way back."

"Probably not after this."

Steve smiled. "What good would that do now?"

I hope you liked it. If you did, please R&R! :).