Whale, whale, whale, looks like you survived the first chapter! I hope you liked it! This one is rather short, FYI, but none the less you get to see the introduction of Steve! Don't worry, though, the next chapter makes up for how short this one is. For all my loyal followers who are re-reading the series, bless you. I'm so sorry, once again for taking such a long time, but fear not! The next chapter is incredibly long so just sit back, relax, and enjoy all the new things I've added! Let me know what you guys think!

Before I forget I do not own any of Marvel's character. I only claim my OC. All I'm doing is letting the characters play with her. I'll let them go home when they're done. Enjoy!

"I wish I could go with you," Maria sighs as she helped me pack my bags.

"I know, me too," I say as I look at my bookshelf and consider taking several with me. Hell, I should take the whole thing I think as I look at all the books I'd accumulated, "In fact, I wish I didn't have to go at all" I sigh as I start packing up some more pleasant items, such as my photo album with all of my family and friends, my laptop, and my special teddy bear.

"Oh, no. You're not taking that ugly thing are you?" Maria said reaching for my patched up friend.

"Of course I'm taking Mr. Bear!" I cry out, holding my large, ragged bear close to me, "He's the only family I can take with me!"

"That bear is not a part of our family" Maria said in disgust, "Throw that thing away already, gosh, what if Captain America saw that?"

"Then he'd understand completely," I huffed, "Besides, I can't sleep without it in my arms."

"That's gross," Maria says sticking her tongue out, "You really need a boyfriend," she joked as she turned to continue packing my clothes.

I finger Mr. Bear's frayed ear silently for a few moments, "I don't want a boyfriend," I say softly.

Maria stopped folding and turned around and to stare at me, her eyes full of sympathy as she walked over to me and placed her hands on my shoulders, "It's ok to move on, Sara."

"I know it is" I say softly, staring at the floor not wanting to look up at her face.

"You don't have to keep punishing yourself," she pushing a strand of my hair behind my ear, "You're a pretty girl, you can find a great guy to be with-"

"It's not that!" I say angrily pulling her away, "It's not that I don't want to be with anyone, it's because I can't!"

"Why? Because you feel guilty?" Maria asked curiously.

"Yes, there's that and other reasons," I say as I turn to my bed bend down to reach under it to grab a box.

"What other reasons" Maria asks as I sit on the bed and set the small box on my lap.

I didn't answer her as I opened the box and smiled at the Captain America paraphernalia I'd collected over the years. I picked up a small action figure and touched its face gently, "Do you think he'll sign my comics?" I say trying to change the subject.

"Sara" Maria said coving the action figure with her hand, "What other reason could there be that you'd force yourself to be miserable?"

I was quiet for a few moments before I whisper, "I don't want to hurt anyone again." I could feel the tears coming and I hated it. I hated how no matter how long it's been I always cried so easily. Crying didn't do anything, but that didn't stop my stupid tear ducts from making me cry.

"Oh, Sara," Maria said as she held me. I lean into her and cried silently, "I can understand why you'd think that way…but…it's been so long. Remember when you would even let any of us touch you?" she whispered. I nodded and sniffed as her answer, "You wouldn't leave your room for months, and now here you are, off the save the world. But I think the biggest accomplishment you could ever make, is if you were to love someone again. Touch them. Be with them. That's what I pray for you" she said as she rubbed her cheek against the top of my head.

"I don't think I can," I whisper thickly.

"You will" Maria whispered, "I know you will. Just don't run away from it, ok?"

"I'll try" I scoffed, though the memory of my fortune came back to me.

You will be in danger…but you will also be in love.

It's just a weird coincidence. There's no way I'll fall in love, I tell myself unconvincingly.

"I love you," Maria whispered.

"I love you to," I whisper back.

"Ok!" Maria said pulling away and wiping her eyes and then reaching over to wipe mines, "Let's finish packing, your leaving in the morning."

"Don't remind me" I whine.

"Hey! For all we know you could be traveling the world! Take pictures for me, ok?" Maria says as she continued to pack.

"I doubt I'll get to do any sightseeing" I say as lay down on my bed.

"Get up! And make time! If I can't go, you have to make me feel like I'm there, ok?" Maria begged as she pulled my legs.

"Hey! Let go!" I shout as she tugged at my legs and pulled, "You're going to make me fall!" I laugh.

"That's the point!" Maria said laughing as she continued to tug until I fell out of the bed and fell to the floor herself from laughing. I turned to see her barely breathing which only ensued more laughing before we lay on the floor trying to catch our breaths.

"Thank you," I gasp.

"For what?" She asks.

"For making me cry and laugh in a span of ten minutes," I say letting the smile settle on my face, enjoying the rare moment when I felt nothing but happiness.

"Anytime little sister," Maria said slapping my belly as she stood up.

"Ow!" I say clutching myself. Moment's over.

"Ok, forreal. Time to pack," Maria said pulling me to my feet.

"Fine," I sigh as I get up.

…..

"Do you have everything," my mom asks me tearfully.

"Yes, Mom," I say as I pull my entire luggage down the stairs.

"Is your phone charged?" She asks as she opened and checked some of my luggage bags, finding something to fuss over and refold.

"Yes," I say as I open a box and double check the amount of books I was bringing. Everything from old books I always read, to new books I'd been meaning to read.

My mom walked over to me and held me tightly, pressing my face to her chest as she rested her chin on my head. I let her hold me, smelling her clean soapy scent, trying to memorize her touch for the long days to come, "You don't have to go, baby," my mom whispered.

"I do, mom," I whisper back, "It'll be ok. I'll be home as soon as I find it. Just keep yourself safe, ok?"

My mom smacked my head gently, "I should be saying that!"

I chuckle, "I know."

"Please, please call me when you get there. In fact, call me when you get to the airport" My mom orders softly as she held me.

"Yeah, ok," I say, although I roll my eyes.

"Hey", Laura calls walking into the hallway, she stared up at me and my mom hugging each other, "So this is it?" she asks, her forehead creasing in sadness.

"Yeah," I say pulling away from my mom.

Laura stared at me for a few moments before she threw her arms around my waist and cuddled into me, "I'm going to miss you" she said, "What am I going to do without my big little sister?"

"And what am I going to do without my little big sister?" I say as I hold her.

"My babies!" my mom cries out walking over to us, hugging us both, "Why couldn't you stay little forever," my mom moans sadly.

"You just want to look that young again," I say chuckling at my own joke.

My mom smacked my shoulder gently, "No!" she said unconvincingly.

"The gang's all here," Maria said walking into the hallway, "Group hug!" she said joining the embrace.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

"Aw, man, just when I got in this," Maria said disentangling herself as she walked over to the door and opened it.

"Hello, everyone," Director Fury announces from our doorway, "I trust you're ready to leave?"

"As ready as I'll ever be," I sigh as I pull away from my mom.

"Mr. Fury," my mom says walking up to him and looking up at him and placed her hands on her hips, I could just imagine the face she was making, "If it was up to me, my daughter would not be going-"

"Yes, you made that clear", Fury said, though he smiled.

"If I find out something terrible happened I will hold you responsible and sue you and your organization for everything its worth" She says fiercely, "I'm expecting my daughter to call me when she gets to the airport and if I don't get a call in two hours I'm calling the police".

"Mom" I whine.

"Its fine, Ms. Perez. I already have you on speed dial for Sara," Mr. Fury said smiling down at my mom. To be honest it was a little unsettling to see him smiling but I didn't say anything.

"Fine. Then I guess that's all I can do," My mom sighs as she turned away, "Girls, help your sister with her bags."

"That won't be necessary, we have some people for that" Director Fury says as he waved some people in. We watched as men wearing black suits walked in and carried my luggage to a sleek black car. I looked outside and saw several of these cars on the road.

"Faaaancy" Maria whistles as she watched them carry them away.

"Why do we need so many?" I ask.

"I promised to make sure you family would be safe. This is their on the clock security." Fury answers as he pulled out a phone and talked into it and looked down at me, "I'll let you say goodbye," he said as he walked out and continued to talk into his phone.

I looked back at my mom and sisters standing side by side looking at me sadly.

"This is it," I say taking a deep breath.

My mom and sisters looked at each other before they opened their arms, which I promptly ran into and held onto them.

"Please call me," My mom says patting my head.

"I will!" I say laughing and wiping her tears off of her face.

"Text me," Maria orders holding me tightly.

"Be safe" Laura said softly.

"I will, I promise. I…I'm really going to miss you guys," I say trying to stop the tears that were burning in my eyes.

"You'll be back before you know it," Maria said smiling softly.

"I hope so," I say softly.

"I love you," my mom says holding my face in her hands and kissing my forehead and cheeks and finally my nose.

"I love you to, mommy," I say feeling my tears come up again despite my efforts.

"I love you to" Laura whispers.

"Me three" Maria says ruffling my hair.

"Guys, I'm going to cry," I say thickly.

"It's time, Sara," Fury said from my door.

"Ok," I say pulling away after giving my family one last squeeze

"Be safe!" my mom said as I walked out the door.

"I will," I call out as I walk with Fury to the sleek back car.

As I settled into the leather seats, I looked out at the window, watching my family stand by the front door waving. I just hoped that it wouldn't be the last time I could see them. I pulled out my camera and took a photo of them waving and rolled down my window.

"Bye!" I called, as the car started to roll away. I continued to watch them get smaller and smaller until we turned the corner and I couldn't see them or my old life anymore. I sighed as I turned to Director Fury sitting next to me, "So, what now?" I ask as I try not to look at the eye patch.

"Didn't you say you wanted to meet Captain America?" Fury said flashing me a white smile.

…..

"Now, Sara, I ask that you to stay here and I'll make sure you meet Steve Rogers. You did make sure to call your mother after we got off the plane, right?" Fury asks as we stood outside of an old looking building.

"Yeah, so no worries. She said hi. Oh, I hope you don't mind me taking a picture of the private jet. It's just my sisters wanted to see it," I say as I look around, unsure what we were doing in New York. Not that I minded, considering I'd never been anywhere besides Mexico. I remember pressing myself against the glass when I saw the Statue of Liberty in the sunset, which I, of course, took a picture of and sent to my sisters.

Fury lets out a laugh, "Well, as long as you don't tell them where our headquarters are, then I'm sure everything will turn out ok."

"Wait, your headquarters is in the middle of Brooklyn?" I ask as I look around the street.

"No, this is where Steve Rogers is" He said walking up the steps to the door of the building.

"Do I really have to wait out here? It's really late," I yawn as I look into my phone seeing it flash the time at me. It was past midnight as I stood at the bottom of the steps. Fury stood at the doorway waiting for something.

"You can wait inside the building, but it's best if I talk to Steve on my own first." Fury said as he held the door open for me.

"He doesn't like people?" I ask as I look inside and realize it was a some sort of gym.

"No, I just have some matters to talk about with him that's best said between us," he said as he ushered me to a bench. I sat down; tucking my legs under the bench, "Now, please wait while I go talk to him." He orders as he walked towards an entrance and slowly walked in.

As soon as he left I stood up and considered following him. Then thought better of it and decided to see if there was another way to find out what was going on. It's not that I completely mistrusted Fury, but I didn't completely trust him either. I walked down a different hallway and entered a room, realizing it was some sort of supply room. I walked in and saw a glass window and was about to take a quick glance when I saw something that froze me in place.

"It's him," I whisper pressing myself to the glass. I could only see his back, but I knew it was him. I just knew it. He was punching away at some punching bag. I could literally hear the hits from where I was. My heart started skipping and the glass fogged up as I got as close as I possibly could to get a better look at him. "He's perfect," I whisper to myself again as he destroyed the punching bag with his final punch.

I saw Fury go into the room and talk to Steve. He finally turned around and I got to see his face for the first time in real life. My heart was in my ears as I watched his mouth move as he talked to Fury. His face was serious and handsome as they talked. I felt myself blush. I hadn't felt something like this in such a long time, I was almost confused with all the sensations I was going through.

"What is happening to me," I whisper to myself in disbelief. I saw Steve pick up one of the punching bags as if it were nothing and began to walk towards the area I was supposed to stay in. "No, no, no, I'm going to miss him!" I sprinted.

Just a little closer. Don't leave please, I prayed as I kept running and dodging gym equipment. There it is! I thought happily as I saw the room. It's happening. I'm really going to meet-

I fell, hard, on my face. And I think I twisted my ankle. "No-" I groan as I tried to get up.

"Are you okay, Miss?" a polite voice coming towards me calls.

"Yeah I think so but my ankle-" I stop shot, my mouth falling open as I realize it was none other than Steve Rogers bending down to help me up. This can't be happening. My hero just saw me land on my face, why god? Why must you be so cruel I think in agony. I watch Steve's hands almost touch my bare arm and pulled away, and noticed the confused expression that came to Steve's features. "Sorry. I, uh, I can get up on my own. Don't trouble yourself." I say as I try to stand up, only to hiss in pain as I tried to stand on my ankle. Unfortunately I couldn't stand or move on one leg for long and almost fell over again. Or at least I would have if Steve hadn't held onto my shoulders and arm, making his warmth sink into my skin, and making me blush again. I shouldn't be feeling this way. It must be because I'm embarrassed. That's the only reason why I'm feeling this way, I try to tell myself as I smell his sweat and the ghost of some fresh smelling cologne.

"It's no trouble, Miss. I can't just leave a poor gal like you to fend for yourself." He said as he wrapped my arm around his shoulders and helped me hobble over to the bench. I wasn't sure what to say or do so I tried to look at the opposite direction of his face, otherwise who knows what would happen, "You might want to have that ankle looked at", he said as we neared the bench.

"Yeah" I say as he sets me down on the bench gently. I look down at my hands trying to collect my thoughts, "I..thanks. Sorry. Should have said that earlier." I mummbled

"It's no problem" he said. I looked up to see him beaming at me reassuringly. I let my eyes glide over his body, unsure how it could be possible for somebody to look that perfect, "Miss?" I think I hear him say though I am too preoccupied with wondering how much he could life with his strong arms.

"Hmm?" I say dreamily

"Your ankle, Miss? Or did you hit your head to?" Steve said his eyes shifting over me, brows furrowing into a worried expression, "I can take look at it, if uh, you'll let me."

I could feel my face grow almost unbearably hot, not really sure what to say as a blur of emotions went through me. "It's really you," I said as I reached up and touched his arm with the tip of my index finger. I felt a shock go through me and I immediately pulled away. What the hell did I just do? I think in horror, "I'm sorry! I have no idea what I just did, I think I must have hit my head or something" I say covering my red cheeks in horror.

Steve was looking at me with concern, buying my story, "Where does it hurt?" he said leaning down closer to me, which wasn't helping the weird emotions I was feeling.

I pulled away again, feeling a confliction I hadn't felt since my mom used to beg me to let her touch me. It was the feeling of wanting to do something so bad, but also feeling like you shouldn't just as badly. I looked up at him and leaned forward, "Sorry, I think I'm better. But…my ankle still hurts" I say softly.

"Okay, let me see," he sat me down and took a quick look. After some poking and prodding, which for some reason was still making my heart race, he announced, "It's dislocated. I can fix it now, but it will hurt," he looked up at me.

"What are you going to do?" I asked, an edge of fear in my voice as I thought that I might need mandatory surgery for some reason.

"Just set it back in place, if you'll let me," he said as he looked up at me. Something about his face was so honest that I just felt like I could trust him. That he wouldn't hurt me, or at least try his best not to.

"I…yeah. Ok. Go ahead," I said as I closed my eyes, clenching my jaw and hands as I braced myself. I felt his warm hands wrap around my ankle and shivered.

"So, where are you from,Kid?" he asked as I felt his hands massage my ankle. I opened my eyes and saw him staring up at me, his smile encouraging me to talk.

"I'm uh, from California," I said, closing my eyes again as I tried to focus on breathing evenly and not how big and warm his hands felt. Everything is going to be fine, I tell myself.

"Oh, I've been there, a long time ago though," he voice said softly.

"Really? Why did-AHHH!" I screamed as he yanked my ankle in place.

"Shhh its okay, Kid, you're ok now," he said, patting my head. I shivered at his touch, for once not pulling away from it. Everything was so soothing for some reason that I wasn't sure what to do, "Try standing," He said as he easily moved to his own feet. I, however, cautiously stood up, testing my weight on my recently dislocated ankle, relief going through me when it felt normal.

"Thank you," I said, looking into his blue eyes, wondering why none of pictures I've seen could quite capture that gentle light coming from them.

"It's no problem, Miss. Glad I could help." He said giving me another smile, "Well, I'll be going now, Kid," Steve stood up, "Steve Rogers," he said putting out his hand for a handshake.

"I actually know who you are," I say letting as small smile flow onto my lips, "I'm actually a fan of yours. Um," I laugh nervously, "I'm Sara," I say slowly letting my hand move forward and shake his hand. Jesus, they're huge, I think as the warmth sinks into me again, "Sara Perez"

"Glad I could help you, Ms. Perez," He said nodding down at me.

"Yeah, me to," I say, the small smile I couldn't help but give him on my as I looked up at him, "I…wow," I say shaking my head.

"What?" He asked.

"It's just…a few days ago I said I'd never get to meet you in a million years, yet here I am, meeting my here," I say shaking my head in wonder.

"Oh, haha. I'm not that great," Steve said shyly, rubbing the back of his neck, "But I really do need to get going home," he said reaching for a file I hadn't noticed on the bench. Pinned to the front was a picture of the tesseract, "I got a lot of work to do," he said as he tucked it under his arm and picked up his punching bag off of the floor.

"Oh, I'm sorry," I say stepping back allowing him to walk by me.

"Ms. Perez," he said nodding his head, as he started walking out the front door.

"Mr. Rogers," I said standing up and curtsying. What the fuck did I just do?, I think in misery as I see him give me one more smile before he left.

I stood alone in the foyer of the building, trying to collect my thoughts as I tried to go over what just happened.

"Did you enjoy meeting him?" Fury's voice came from behind me.

"He was everything and more," I say bringing the finger that touched his arm up to my lips.

Sara and Steve have their first encounter, lawls. The start of her adventure is coming up, is she ready? Let's find out!

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