Chapter Two - Relief

2012

Shock wreaked cold shivers up Evie's arms and legs towards her spine, her heart twice the speed it should be. What does he mean, Steve's not alive. It's not possible, she thought frantically.

"What? No, Phil, Steve died almost 70 years ago. That can't be possible" her voice hurried and full of uncertainty.

"It's true, Evie. He's alive" he stated, obviously completely sure of himself. No, this can't be right. He can't be alive. It took Evie a moment to open her mouth again but before she did Phil spoke again "If you want to see him, we have him in a facility 20 minutes from here. You can come with me now"

She tried to ignore the information that he'd just delivered and tried to reason her way out of having to get her hopes up, thinking she may just have her brother back and then be crushed when it's someone else or… who knows what. Phil would never lie to me, but he may be wrong.

"I have Jamie, I can't leave him hear by himself and I can't get a babysitter this late"

"You can take him with us. We have rooms where he can sleep while you're with your brother. I'll look after him for you" Phil said generously, obviously meaning it. Phil had always been kind to her and Jamie when they interacted, which wasn't all the time but it was every now and then.

Worry clenched at Evie's heart as she stood from the stool and turned around to face the kitchen bench. She bent over the bench, her hands placed evenly apart and flat against the surface.

Phil could tell that she was freaking out. Who wouldn't be right now? Phil thought right before he reach his hand tentatively to rest on her shoulder. "Evie… he is alive. And it is him" he informed her quietly but forcefully. "If you come with me you'll be able to see him in 20 minutes from now"

God, 20 minutes compared to the never again that I'd come to accept. She thought chuckling at herself. She reached her hand over her shoulder and laid it on top of his that already rested there. "This isn't a trick?"

"No. Of course not"

"And you're sure that it's him?"

"Yes, Evie. It's him" you could just hear his smile as he spoke.

Summoning up the courage and letting reality sink in Evie pulled her hand from Phil's and stood up straight and turned to face him. "Okay. Let's go, I'll get my coat and get Jamie ready and we'll be ready in 5 minutes"

Evie swiftly leapt into action, quickly running back to the oven to turn if off she yelled out "Jamie, get your boots, jacket and turn the TV off!"

"Why?"

"Because we're going somewhere. I'll tell you in the car. Just go get your stuff" Evie was wrapping foil around the container holding the just ready lasagne. She had thought she'd just put it in the fridge and eat a later time but then a thought comes to her "Hey, Phil how much do you like lasagne?"

"Love it"

"Good. So does Steve but there's a mountain of it here so we can all share" I'm talking about Steve as if he's here. This is… amazing. Evie knew she was beaming, she could feel it. But she had to stop, she still wasn't sure he was there. It can't be real until I see him with my own eyes.

After grabbing the lasagne she grabbed her bag, coat, phone and keys. Not bothering to double check as she was too busy. Jamie trotted back into the lounge room after a minute or two and came to a stop in front of Phil. "Where are we going Mr Phil?"

Phil smiled and said "To see someone"

"Who?"

Phil knowing tell Jamie that his uncle was alive was probably better left to his mother, "You'll see when we get there"

Evie passed Phil the tightly wrapped up lasagne and picked up Jamie. "Okay let's go"

After 20 minutes of Jamie repeated trying to stick his head out of the moving car's window to get a better look at the nightlife of New York City, which he rarely ever got to get a glimpse, and Evie repeatedly pulling him back inside.

Phil and Evie kept the conversation light, mostly talking about what the other had been doing recently. Apparently Phil had met someone, a cellist, though it didn't look like it was going to work out in the end, due mostly to his job. Having a job as a SHIELD agent would come with some difficulties.

They pulled up on the curb in front of a large building, once inside Phil indicated to Evie that she had to sign in and take a security lanyard. So she walked into the elevator with Phil, in her left hand she held her bag and the other holding Jamie's hand.

It only took a few moments for them to reach their destination, which Evie could tell it was since she saw Nick Fury standing outside a door talking to a tall brunette woman. Fury noticed her after probably hearing the clicking noises of her high heels against the hard floor. "Mrs Barnes, it's good to see you again under better circumstances"

Evie's smile was slight and quick "Hi" her voice small, he could barely hear it.

Before they wanted to get started Phil spoke up "I can take Jamie to the kids room we have set up. We have plates and drinks down there so don't worry about him getting some food. When you're ready I'll bring him back up again"

Evie let out a breath, she didn't know what to say to Jamie and she didn't want to confuse Steve so she was worried about what to do with Jamie. "Thank you so much Phil" Evie smiled at him and then got down with one knee on the floor to be closer to Jamie's level of height. "Okay so, Jamie you're gonna go with Phil for a little while, have something to eat maybe play a game or watch a movie and then you can come back up here. Okay?"

Jamie looked unsure "Who are you meeting?"

Reaching her hand to rest on his shoulder she said "I'll show you later, just go with Phil for now"

Jamie uttered a 'Okay' and spun on his feet skipping over to Phil. They exited the room leaving Evie alone with Fury and the woman.

"This is Maria Hill, she's a SHIELD agent" Fury introduced her, Maria's hand reached out in front of her for a hand shake which Evie accepted.

Maria nodded her head hello and Evie replied "Hi"

Maria turned back to Fury quickly said their goodbyes. Fury got to the point quickly "I assume Agent Coulson explained to you what happened?" Evie nodded her head, he continued "After we revived him we thought it best to ease him into the new world but it backfired and he ended up getting out of the facility and finding himself in the middle of Times Square. So we've already told him everything"

Seeing the alarm on her face he said "Not about you though, we thought you'd want to tell him about you…and Jamie too" his face was kind through his words, which wasn't something that Fury was known for. Although being surrounded by the amount of bad guys he has to deal with, it doesn't surprise her he's that way. "Plus we didn't really want to have to explain that, too confusing. I barely understand how that worked" he continued after a few moments.

This is too much. What am I going to say to him? I have no idea how to explain Jamie, it's so unbelievable. Though the idea that we both end up here is rather unbelievable too. Evie's thought were frantic and full of worry and doubt. What if he's angry with me after what I said to him? She asked herself but couldn't come up with an answer.

"You can go in now, he's waiting inside"

Evie didn't… no couldn't move from where she stood in front of the door. Tears welling up in her eyes, her breath was ragged, she couldn't get a real breath in. Fury noticed her hesitancy to walk in and said "You don't have to do this now. I just thought that you'd like to see him" his hand rested on her shoulder, comforting her.

The air around them quite for a minute before Evie drew in a deep breath and breathed out "I can't go in there" Fury quietly asked why, she inhaled again "Because the last time I saw him… before he died, I was angry at him" she was quite again for a moment, "I was angry because my husband had just died and I blamed him for it. Even though I knew that he was hurting just like I was, he lost his best friend, I still was so… horrible. I wouldn't talk to him and when he went on his last mission I didn't even know he'd gone until Peggy got back and told me he had died" her confession was quick, hoping maybe Fury wouldn't have heard it properly, but she knew she had to get it off her chest. Finally confess my sin that I've carried for three years. Though in reality it was much longer than that, closer to 70.

This thought almost brought her to her knees. Her tears breaking the surface and falling down her cheeks. A sob wreaked through her body. She could feel Fury moving closer as he spoke "I doubt that he cares that much about it right now. I'm bettin' he's just gonna want to see you"

He's right. Steve never could stay mad at me long. Except for when he found out Bucky and me were dating. He was so angry, and confused. The memory brought a smile to Evie's face, alleviating her worries slightly.

She stopped herself from crying and tried to compose herself as much as she could, straightening her coat and brushing down her purple dress. She squared her shoulders and slowly pushed the doors open.

Her senses were overloaded, the bright lights temporarily blinding her, and the squeak of the door was as loud as a lawnmower. The room was clean and clinical, medical equipment throughout the room. Four beds lined the wall, out of the three beds they were all empty, except the one on the very end furthest away from the door.

That one was occupied by her brother. He was just as she remembered. Not the younger, shorter and skinnier Steve she grew up with. But the great man he grew into, with help of Dr Erskine, in both the physical sense and personality wise.

People had never doubted the fact that they were siblings. They both had the bright blonde hair, the crystal blue eyes and could both pull of that trade mark 'I expected more from you' frown perfectly. Which they had gotten from their mother. Occasionally people even thought they were the same age, mostly due to the fact that Steve was always on the shorter side.

His body was facing towards the large window with a view of the city we had grown up in. It was almost completely dark so most of the lights in the buildings were on but the sky had an amazing orange hue. He's probably wishing he had something to draw with, Evie thought sadly.

Whenever they had been young they didn't get to see so many amazing views, so when Steve got the chance he took it to draw it. And then during the war when he did get to see amazing sights he was too busy trying to wage war against HYDRA.

His shoulders were slightly slumped over, he looked sad. Even from behind she could tell his emotions. Had he asked about me yet? Has he just assumed I've died by now? I should be somewhere around the 90 years old mark by now. He's probably hadn't even thought about the possibility that I'm alive still.

Wanting to just rip the hypothetical Band-Aid off, Evie spoke up "St-Steve?" she stuttered out.

Not wasting more than a second Steve was off the bed, on his feet and stood up straight and defensive. A quick flicker of happiness and hope flashed across his features until not a moment later his face hardened. His eyebrows creased in anger and he seemed to be trying to picking out the right words when he cautiously said "Is this another trick?"

"What? No!" Evie spoke, saddened that he'd had to ask her this. She stepped forward trying to get closer to Steve but he immediately flinched backwards. Her hands were instantly in front of her "Steve. It's me"

He still looked unsure, she couldn't blame him, she'd felt the same way when Tony found her. "Prove it"

A million different memories flashed through her brain but it was too hard too single out just one. A moment of silence passed while Evie quickly trying to gather a memory, "You were the one to give me away at my wedding and you were Bucky's best man"

He shook his head, "Anyone could know that. Tell me something only Evie knows" his voice pleading. He'd seen a lot of strange and unexplainable things in his life time and after that stunt that, Nick Fury had pulled he definitely wasn't ready to trust him just yet. He couldn't trust anyone so he wanted, no needed more than anything, this woman standing in front of him to be his sister.

Evie sighed and spoke up again "The day you met Bucky we were walking home from school when four boys from your class tried to beat you up, but Bucky stopped them and that was the first time I had met him and you two were best friends ever since. Oh! And I bit him"


1928

"Hurry up Steve! I wanna get home, I'm starving!" A young Evie Rogers yelled to her older brother, Steve, who was currently at least twenty feet behind her. Evie had been almost running the whole way back home, her brother though had been at a slower place. Evie had been too busy playing with her new friends, which she'd just made that first day back at school, to eat any of the lunch her mother had prepared for both of them that morning.

Usually their brother, Jonathan, would be with them but he'd been too sick that morning to even get out of bed. Jonathan was the middle child, so he was usually the peace maker, both Evie and Steve had slight tempers.

Unlike her brother, Steve, Evie never got picked on in school. Only as much as the next kid, because no one escapes school unscathed from bullies. But Steve, because of his size, had always been picked on, and Evie and Jonathan couldn't help him as they were even smaller.

So as Evie turned the corner, one more turn closer to their destination Evie saw them first. What are they doing here? They live five blocks in the other direction, are they waiting for Steve? Why though? It didn't take Evie more than a moment to realize why they were waiting for Steve, he probably tried to stand up for someone and made them angry, as per usual. They couldn't do anything at school while all the teachers were there but they could definitely do something now.

Before Evie could turn around and warn Steve to go the long way around, but avoid the four boys that were currently sitting on a wooden bench in the small park that was just down the corner from their house. All four boys were bigger than Steve and myself, not to mention a lot meaner. Their names were Jim, Chris, George and Mike, and they'd been picking on Steve since the first grade. Jim was the ring leader and the biggest and worst of them.

It only took Steve a second to realize they were there, he did have enough time to turn the other way and run but he didn't even try. Why is he so stubborn! She thought, annoyed with Steve's attitude to running away. "Hey! Rogers!" Evie snapped back around and noticed the four large boys had noticed them and were now making their way closer to them.

She turned back to Steve who looked alarmed, as he should, but he wasn't moving. "Steve, c'mon. We can outrun them, we'll just take the long way home" he didn't even budge, just kept standing there. "Steve!"

He shook his head and looked down at her, "No, Evie. You go, I'm not gonna run away. They're just gonna find me tomorrow anyway. I'm not going to keep running away from them"

Evie groaned out, frustrated with her brother, she turned and looked at the boys again and saw they were getting closer. She focused back on her brother again "Please Steve. I'm not leaving you and… please just come with me. You can't fight them there's four of them and they're all bigger than you" Steve's face softened a bit as he looked down at her, Evie saw that he was close to agreeing with her "Please Steve? I just wanna go home"

Steve sighed and nodded, he reached his hand down and took hers. "Okay, let's go" The very next moment they were running back around the corner and down the street. They heard the shouting and then the four boy's feet hitting the pavement of the sidewalk. Despite the fact that there were many adults and a few other kids probably walking home no one gave them even a second glance.

They could both hear the shouts of the boys behind them, the random 'We're gonna catch you Rogers!' and 'Get back here Rogers!' despite it only being about 30 seconds of running Evie could see that Steve was having a hard time breathing. It's because of his asthma! He needs to stop for a minute, she thought. She noticed that they were turning another corner and remembered there was a small alley just around that corner. We can hide there!, she planned.

After turning the corner, and without warning Evie dived into the alley, bringing Steve with her. "What-" he took in a breath "are you-" another breath "doing!" Steve could barely get his words out.

"We'll hide in here. You can't run anymore Steve. You're going to have an asthma attack!" Evie saw him about to try and argue with her but they heard the sounds of the boys again and Steve sighed.

"Okay fine let's hide over here" Steve then was the one doing the pulling and dragged her over to an overfull dumpster. The ground beside it was disgusting and had puddles of who knows what and empty bottles of alcohol. She could feel the liquid on the ground soak through the holes in her shoes and into her socks as they crouched down behind it.

They crouched there until they saw the boys pass the alley, the sound of them running could be heard getting fainter. Evie and Steve sighed relieved, and chuckled. Steve was the first to move out from behind the dumpster. Steve was about to open his mouth when out of nowhere Evie lunged forward "You idiot! Why didn't you just run in first place?" and pushed him in the chest.

Steve stumbled back a bit but hit something. Evie's eyes found what he had fallen into, it was Jim. Steve didn't have time to react before he was shoved into the ground, face first. "Found you Rogers"

Evie tried to go and help Steve up but before she could she was dragged away by another boy, from behind. One of his arms went around her waist and threw her in the other direction "Go home to your mommy" he sneered and turned and walked away.

Rage hit Evie suddenly and she hurled herself at the boy, Chris, who had thrown her. She latched onto him on his back, her hands went to his hair and pulled. "Leave! My! Brother! Alone!" she screamed, tugging furiously at his hair. She was sure she had pulled some out.

Chris screamed out in pain "Ah! Let go!" Evie didn't relent, not until her demands had been met. She kept yanking at his roots, causing more yells, his arms frantically trying to pry her off, but Evie held on tight.

Abruptly another set of arms came around her waist again, her surprise made it easy for the perpetrator to pry her off easily. Her hands came loose of Chris' hair and instead reached down to the culprit's own hands and tried to pry them off.

When they barely budged she quickly reacted by pulling the hands as close to her mouth as possible and pushed her head and mouth to the hand and bit down hard on the hand. The boy, from the sound of the voice, yelped in pain "Ah! Stop!" and gently but quickly released her and put her on the ground.

She turned around and saw a boy that wasn't one of the four boys, but someone she'd never seen before. He was probably around Steve's age, but bigger. He had light blue eyes, his hair was a dark brown and cut short like any other boy. Evie could feel her heart skip a beat, He's so pretty, she thought quietly.

Though quickly was snapped out it when he spoke "I'm trying to help you, you're just gonna get yourself hurt, me and my brother will help him" He guided her hurriedly over to the side of the alley. Evie looked over and saw that all four boys had surrounded Steve in the dead end alley, and were pushing him around.

The boy that had pulled her off Chris then went running into the other boys, another boy, assumedly his brother, went in after him.

Steve wasn't just lying there while they hit him, no he was fighting back, as much as he could. Steve had always been a fighter. The boy that pulled her off Chris and the other one, his maybe brother, made quick work of pulling the boys off Steve.

"Leave him alone!" He shouted after pushing Jim to the ground, this boy was only a little bigger than Jim but so was the other boy. Certainly the four other boys could have started fighting with this new boy and his 'brother' but Evie knew that Jim and his friends never truly did like a fair fight. They liked to gang up on the weaker ones.

Jim stood in front of his friends, but much further down the alley from Steve, Evie and the two boys and said "Don't do that again Rogers, next time we'll get you when you're alone"

Evie's eyes snapped back to Steve and saw him crouching on one knee, obviously trying to get up. Evie ran to him, putting her arms around his arm and trying to help him up. She didn't notice them leave but just assumed they would. As soon as this boy and his 'brother' got involved it was over, they don't like even numbers, even if it wasn't.

"Are you okay?" Evie questioned Steve quietly, she quickly noticed the blood on his lip, a reminder of the beating they could deal out before the boy and his brother came to stop them.

Steve softly but swiftly pushed her hands away from him, embarrassed maybe that his little sister was trying to take care of him instead of the other way around. "I'm fine Evie" he uttered, before turning his head up to the two new boys that Evie didn't know. Steve nodded slightly and said "Thanks"

Steve stuck his right hand out after switching it with his left to hold his left side. The older boy, the one who had done all the talking, reached out to shake it. "I'm Bucky"

"Steve" he replied as their handshake ended. His hand going back to where it had been supporting his left side before. They both sized each other up for a second before 'Bucky's' eyes fell on me. He smiled and asked "So you're his little sister? I've got a sister around your age" he then pointed over to the other boy, the quieter one, "that's my little brother, Mathew"

Mathew threw his hand up and slightly waved at them. Bucky and Mathew where then looking only at her, she knew this was her turn "I'm Evie, his sister"

Both Bucky and Mathew nodded, then Bucky turned and looked at Steve "Do I know you from somewhere?"

Steve nodded as he wiped the blood on his lip away with the bottom of his sleeve and said "Yeah I'm in your class at school. You're new right?" All Bucky did was nod. Steve quickly collected himself as Evie went back over to the dumpster to collect their bags they had left on the damp ground, leaving the bottoms of their bags also slightly damp. Don't think about it, Evie chanted to herself.

They all walked out of the alley, Steve and Bucky first, Evie and Mathew trailing behind. Evie kept trying to talk to Mathew but found he was either a quiet person or just didn't really want to talk to her, so eventually she closed her mouth and walked silently behind her brother and his new found friend.

They seem to be getting along, she thought happily. Steve didn't in truth have many friends, it would be certainly good for him to have someone to play with besides her and their brother, who wasn't there most of the time due to him being so sick recently.

As they reached their house Bucky and Mathew stopped for a moment, "Where do you live?" Steve asked the two brothers.

"Just down there actually" Mathew pointed further down the street, the street ended only about ten houses down so Evie came to conclusion that they only lived a minute walk away.

Steve and Bucky exchanged goodbyes, as well as Mathew and Evie. Evie and Steve walked up the steps of their house before Bucky stepped up on the second step and stopped Evie "They were a lot bigger than you. It was brave what you did" his words could be heard by everyone but knew it was for Evie. Her heart jumped and her face flushed a bright red. She smiled as he continued "You got a good bite too" his tone joking.

She laughed as he flashed her a smile and jumped back down the stairs and started walking home with his brother. She hadn't really noticed too much before but Bucky was actually very handsome, and he was funny, and liked to stand up for other people he barely knew. And he was nice to me, her thoughts echoed. Her heart beat jumped as she watched him walking home turn around and smile back at her, before turning around and continuing his short but eventful walk home.


2012

Steve could almost instantly feel all the worries he had fall off his shoulders and felt the relief of at least knowing someone, anyone in this place. "Evie?" he asked quietly, as he slowly stepped a little closer to this woman. This woman who was supposed to be his little sister, the last person he has left, the person he had to protect above all else. And he could even tell it was her.

Evie let out a breath of relief. He believes me, she thought. She simply nodded, a huge smile settled on her face, tears welling up in her eyes. "Yeah, it's me. It's me" she repeated.

Steve beamed and took off from his spot near the window, Evie met him halfway across the room as he threw her arms around his shoulders, after he had bent down to hug her around the waist. His hold so strong he lifted her off the ground, completely into his arms. "I can't believe you're alive" she whispered, not so much to Steve but mostly just into the air.

They didn't know how long they stood there for, both just relieved to see the other. Evie had accepted his death three years ago, at least that's how long it was for her, and finally the ache in her chest when she thought about her family went away. She could think about Steve, or her parents, Jonathan, or Bucky without wanting to cry and lock herself away. This mostly because she had too because Jamie had started getting to the point where he wanted to know where his father was, or if his mother had any family other than Tony.

Steve had assumed when they told him that he was 70 years in the future that everyone he knew would be dead or old, and probably not have a lot of time left. That would of course be worse, because then he'd just be reminded that he never got to be there for Evie, or Peggy. The two most important people to him that were still alive when he went on that jet to stop the Red Skull.

That he'd missed out on all the important stuff. Maybe Evie eventually got married again, Stark being the most obvious choice, since it was obvious he cared for Evie a lot. Maybe they had children and by now their children would have had children. Maybe Peggy found someone else. Who am I kidding, of course she found someone else, and everyone that met her loved her. He thought lovingly, knowing in his heart that he'd missed his chance with her but no doubt in his heart that eventually she would have found someone to love.

Then a thought hit him. Pulling away from Evie he looked down at her. Her hair still a vibrant blonde, silky and healthy, her blue eyes still crystal clear and energetic. Her skin porcelain, smooth and basically unmarred, except for a light sprinkle of freckles. No wrinkles around her eyes, her body showing no signs of age.

His eyebrows creased in confusion "Evie, if it's been 70 years since I… died. Then why do you…"

He was interrupted before he could finish "It's a very long story Steve, I'll tell you the long version later but basically I had to be put in cryostasis, which is basically a coma where your cells are sort of frozen so I didn't age, for 70 years or so because I was sick. When I woke up a man called Tony Stark, Howard's son, helped me, and told me about the future and took care of me. I wouldn't have been able to survive without him"

Steve took a moment to let it all sink in properly, there were a few obvious details left out obviously, but still it was a bit to take in. "So… you're still 23 years old?"

"No, I've been living here for the past three years, I'm 26. Though in reality I'm more like 90 technically" She said quickly, without a breath. She felt her tears had mostly stopped but some still sitting on her cheeks. She pulled her hand up to her face and wiped them away.

She stood back a bit, both her hands still on Steve's upper arms, not wanting to let go of him. She was trying to get a look at him, make sure everything really was okay. She didn't stop until Steve spoke "So you've been living here for three years, all the while thinking everyone you knew was dead, me included?" his voice was soft, almost sad even.

Evie chuckled as she finally let go of him "Yeah, it was real hard at first, sort of felt hopeless. But something happened not to long after I got here that changed my tune a bit"

"What was that?"

It's now or never, you have to tell him. Evie told herself. She sighed in defeat, "I have a son. His name's James"

Steve face was one of pure shock, he knew he heard right though. Evie has a son, named… James? Why would she name her son after Bucky? She wasn't pregnant before he died, they would have said something. It would be fairly strange for the father wouldn't it? He thought.

Evie could tell that he needed an explanation. "I was already pregnant when I was put in cryostasis, I didn't even know until one of Tony's doctor's checked me out after I had woken up" Evie was quite for a moment, trying to let it all sink in "He's Bucky's son, that's why I called him James. I always did love that name, loved to call him that" she trailed off a little towards the end. Thoughts of her dead husband distracting her.

Steve had a few shocks so close together, he was starting to feel light headed. He moved backwards a bit, knowing the bed was there to catch him when he sat down. This is ridiculous, he thought. Steve chuckled while moving his hand towards his forehead and slightly rubbed it. "This is crazy, Evie. That we both end up here. And that you have a son, yours and Bucky's son. It's just…"

"I know" Evie walked over to Steve and sat down next to him on the hospital bed.

They sat in silence until Steve spoke "Can I see him?"

"Yeah, of course. He'd love to see you. I didn't really explain earlier what happened and why we were here because I didn't want to get his hopes up. I've told him stories of you and Bucky for a while. He always loves them, knowing his dad and uncle were heroes. I told him you were dead… because you were. And I didn't want to tell him we were coming here for you then it not be real. He adores you and he's never even met you. He says he wants to grow up to be just like you and Bucky"

Steve laughed "You must tell a good story"

"Yeah, true ones, Steve. You were a hero. Still are if you want to be"

"What about you? Still Miss America?" he asked turning his attention to her.

Evie faltered, she couldn't tell how she should answer. So she just went with the truth "No. Not anymore. I'd thought about it for a little while after I'd gotten back but then I had Jamie and it didn't seem right to leave him so vulnerable. What if something happened to me? I mean Tony probably would have taken him in, he loves him, but I don't want to put that burden on him"

Steve nodded, agreeing with her words "Do you miss it? I know you always liked being able to help people"

Evie shrugged, looking down at her hands. "Yeah, a little. But Jamie's more important"

Steve deciding to leave it for now stayed quiet, also looked down at his hands in his lap.

"Do you want to go see him now?" Evie said after a moment.

Steve nodded and stood, Evie following suit. They left the room and with the help of a nurse both were shown to the kid's room that Phil had spoken of. It was bright, colourful and big. It had a row of small TV screens with game consoles beside them. A big table in the middle, full of pencils, crayons and paper. A bench next to the door that had a sink, microwave and kettle. In the corner there was two big tubs no doubt filled with kid's toys. And in the other corner a big TV with a big brown lounge in front, which was where Jamie and Phil where sitting. Both had a plateful of lasagne sitting on their lap and were watching a movie, Scooby Doo, Evie realized. He loves that movie, she thought to herself.

Evie looked at Steve who was standing in the door like a fish out of water. He clearly had no idea what to do with himself. He was about to meet his nephew for the first time and had only found out about him, among many other things, about five minutes ago.

Evie took Steve arms and lead him over towards where Jamie and Phil were sitting "Jamie" she said getting his attention. Jamie quickly turned around and noticed his mother, a smile quick on his face but then he saw Steve.

He could remember him from the pictures his mother had shown him but he had thought that he had died. His eyebrows creased "Is that Uncle Steve? You said he died"

Evie went and sat down next to her son, adjusting her body so she was facing him, her hand went on his shoulder rubbing down his back in a comforting gesture "Well baby… sometimes when we're real lucky the people we love can find their way back to you" she noticed that he wasn't really getting the answer he wanted "One day when you're a bit older and it's easier to understand I'll explain it a bit better, but for now let's just focus on the fact he's back"

Jamie looked convinced for the moment so Evie turned to Steve and motioned for him to come around to them. Steve moved in front of them on the lounge and crouched in front of Jamie. Steve smiled at his nephew and said "Hi, I'm Steve"

He reached his hand out for hand shake, Jamie knew what this was and put his hand in his and shook as a huge smile took place on his face "I'm Jamie"


Author's Note

I just want to say thanks to everyone for reading and reviewing. I wanted to point out from this chapter on it's pretty much set in CATWS but with flashbacks to other stuff, including back when Evie, Bucky and Steve were kids and during CATFA, when Evie was first with Tony, Iron Man and Avengers, and other bits here and there. I'll also try and not make it word for word with the movie when there are bits from the movies, I'll try and make them a little different since they would be because there's a whole other person there. I plan on showing Evie's abilities in the next chapter, or at the very least someone will mentions them.

Questions
mmat: Will Natasha have a connection with before he went in the ice or will it happen when they meet on the hellicarrier
I had thought about something like that originally but then the whole story got a little complicated since this story is mainly a Bucky/OC story. I do plan on doing a Steve/Nat story eventually and that's probably along the lines of something I'd do but for this story the first time they meet is in Avengers.