It was morning when Steve opened his eyes, he blinked and his eyes hurt. He breathed and his chest felt constricted, he sat up and held himself there with his arms placed behind him on the mattress. He looked around the room and he could hear the radio playing and the light from the sun was shining bright through the window. He sighed and he felt relief fill him and he stood up. It felt like he hadn't moved in years. He heard something on the radio that made him become alarmed. The baseball game, he had been there.

He turned and a woman was standing by the door. Steve looked at her closely "Where am I?"

She seemed almost scared or flustered when he asked her the question.

"Captain Rogers"

Steve shook his head "Where's the Colonel?"

"I don't know who you're talking about"

Steve grabbed her by the arms "Where am I, that game I was there"

She looked at him shocked and he moved toward the door and he ran out of the room and he saw that he was in a small box and he sprinted away.

Steve opened his eyes and the sun was beaming down onto his chest. He blinked a few times and he felt tired. He sat up and he moved his legs over the end of the bed and placed his feet on the wooden floor. He took a deep breath and he stood up. He heard something vibrating loudly and he frowned then he remembered the phone that was given to him by Fury. He reached over and grabbed the phone on the nightstand. He moved his thumb over the green and he answered the phone. He slightly moved the phone toward his head and he placed it against his ear.

"Hello?"

"Mr. Rogers"

"Jack, nice to hear from you, wait how did you get this number?"

He heard Jake chuckled "I have my old friends, anyway you busy?"

Steve looked around the room and he saw nothing that he might be doing "Not at all"

"Good, want to come along for a drink?"

Steve was surprised by the invitation "You know what yeah"

"Ok, there is a bar by the Gym, you can't miss it. Not to mention John will give us away"

Steve heard a shout of protest from the background. Steve chuckled and Jack laughed slightly "It seems John has gotten ahead of us with the drinking, again"

Steve remembered Hogan used to do that "I know how that is"

Jack chuckled "See you then"

Steve smirked and took the phone away from his ear and he pressed the red color and the call ended. Steve put the phone into his pocket, he walked over to the living area from his room and he put on his boots. He grabbed his leather jacket and he grabbed his keys and unlocked the door. He left and he made his way to the street.

He walked down the sidewalk and he passed numerous people that looked interesting, far more interesting than people used to look back in the forties. He was still getting used to that. The bar was where Jack said it would be, right down the street from the gym. It seemed the man lived on one street. Steve saw Jack standing in the open patio of the bar and he waved him over. Steve gave him a friendly smile and he got to the small metal fence that kept others out of the patio. Jack walked forward and the fence stood between them.

"Head inside and tell the cute girl at the counter that you're with Holiday"

Steve nodded, he walked toward the entrance, and he pulled the door open and walked in. He was met with the smell of cooking food, Steve wasn't hungry, but when he was he was definitely coming here. He saw the girl at the counter and Jack was right, she was pretty. She saw him and she gave him a smile, he was a little flustered by the whole new surroundings. "Can I help you?" she asked

"Yes I'm with Holiday"

She smiled "That guy, ok you're safe"

Steve chuckled and he walked toward the door that led to the patio and he turned around when he forgot to ask for her name and he saw that she was already talking to someone else. He sighed and turned around, he was sure he looked like an idiot and he opened the door and joined Jack and his friends.

Jack welcomed him with a pat on the shoulder and John came and gave him a big hug. Steve smiled and he saw two others and they stood and shook his hand. "It is a pleasure to meet you sir" one said

"Steve Rogers"

"Henry"

"Nice to meet you Henry"

The other offered his hand and Steve took it and gave it a firm shake. The man smiled at him "I saw you once, you haven't aged a day. It's good to be actually shaking your hand"

Steve smiled and he appreciated the kind remark, he smiled "Steve Rogers"

"Jerry" he said

"It's good to meet you Jerry"

They all smiled at him and Jack came over "Alright lads since your done loving the man, let's get a round"

John nodded his head and slightly yelled, Jack put his hand up "John you have already drank enough, but I can't stop you. Get four beers"

John nodded and stood, he walked back into the building and went to the bar. Steve took a seat around a center table that they were all sitting at. Henry sat to his left and Jerry to his right. Jack was across from him and the odd one out was John, very much like how he was. "So you enjoying the city?" Henry asked

Steve shrugged "It hasn't changed too much"

Jerry chuckled "You hate it don't you?"

Steve smiled and looked down "Maybe a little"

Jack chuckled "You'll get used to it, me I like it just the people, they look a little odd"

Steve chuckled "Yes they do"

John came marching back with their drinks and he took his own seat and started to drink his right away. Jack shook his head at him and took a swig. Steve drank a gulp of his and it tasted alright, nothing special. Jerry looked at Steve "Jack tells us that you work out at his gym"

Steve nodded "Yeah I do"

"It was set up between me and a few friends"

"Oh your friends that you can't tell anyone about, makes sense that they would find Captain America" Henry said smiling

Jack shrugged "Well yeah, so Jerry how's the wife?"

"She's alright, nagging the hell out of me, but that's just because I don't listen"

Henry chuckled "Everyone knows you listen to your partner about everything, even shoes"

"Yeah your woman always talks about shoes" Jack said

"Hey, it keeps her mind off of me"

John chuckled and he took another swig "I hear that you have a newcomer Jerry"

Jerry nodded "yeah my son just had his first kid"

"So our Jerry is a Grandfather?" John asked

Jerry gave a little nod, Jack smiled "Congratulations"

"Yeah man good for you" Henry said

"You have a girl Cap?" John asked

Steve looked at them "Mine kind of well that ship sailed when I went into the ice" his mind went to Peggy and he wondered if she was still alive.

"Well to be as cheesy as shit, there are plenty of fish in the sea" Henry said reassuringly

"Well you don't find a lot like her" Steve said remembered Peggy hitting the guy in basic, he smiled at the memory.

"Oh you have it bad don't you?" Jack said

Steve frowned "What makes you say that?"

Jack shrugged "I don't know, maybe it's the smile that you have on your face as we talk about her"

Steve chuckled "Well Jack, do you have a partner?"

"No sir, mine left me five years ago"

"I'm sorry to hear that" Steve said

Jack shrugged "It was her time, cancer"

Steve nodded, he remembered reading about it, and it sounded awful. He took another drink and Jerry looked at John "What about you big man?"

John sighed "My son just had his third kid, they are out numbering themselves"

"Hey we all outnumbered ourselves" Jerry said

"Yeah you have five kids John, Jerry has four, hell I have six. Jack over there is the only one who had one" Henry said

John waved him away "well let's just say having a large family now a days is tough"

"You got that right" Jerry said nodding

"Well I feel sorry for you fellas" Jack said

"Shut the hell up Jack" Jerry said smiling

"Well, I see that John is done with his drink, want to go get us some more?"

John nodded and he stood, he walked away and he wobbled a bit. Jack watched him "Damn"

"What?" Steve asked frowning

"We stay out till John can barely walk, but he's fine. It could be a long night"

Steve chuckled at the memory of the bartender "Where do they put this stuff" He chuckled at the memory and he looked at Jack "So how's the world?"

Jack shrugged "Not too bad, could be better, well it could always be better"

Steve nodded "So Cap, what do you do for leisure?" Jerry asked

Steve looked at him "As of now I'm educating myself"

"Oh learning all the new things" Henry said

"Got to get caught up"

"If there is something you should see, it would be one of these movies now a days" Jerry said

"I heard about them, any recommendations?"

Jack shrugged "I would watch Titanic"

"Oh you always watch that one"

"Well till they hit the iceberg, after that it just too damn sad" Jack said

Steve was surprised that they made a movie out of that, he saw John coming back with more drinks. Jack looked at him "Here we go"

The rest of the evening was like that, just a group of guys talking about their problems and them laughing them off. Steve missed that kind of talk, he used to have that same degree of talk with his friends. He didn't realize how much he missed it till that evening. After John could barely walk, they all decided to leave. Jack took John home while the others went their own ways. They all gave Steve their thanks again and Steve was back at his apartment door by nine o'clock. He put the key into the keyhole and he opened the door.

He walked in and closed it, he took off his leather coat and not even ten minutes went by when he heard a knock on the door. He hadn't even taken his shoes off, he opened the door and a man with a notebook was standing before him. He seemed pleased that he opened the door. "Mr. Rogers I presume"

Steve looked at him "Yes I am, you the psychiatrist?"

"That would be me"

Steve invited him in and shook his hand, he closed the door. "A little late with the session Doc"

"Well when your session involves whenever you're free, then yes it is late, but it's only a time."

"Sorry, you know me, but I don't know you"

"Well you can call me Peter, or Dr. Enwine"

"Dr. Enwine"

Enwine chuckled "Fury did say you're formal"

Steve shrugged "It was how I was raised"

Enwine shook his head "Don't think I'm against it, it's nice"

Steve looked at the dining room table "Take a seat Dr. Enwine"

Enwine saw the table and the chairs, he smiled and nodded "Thank you"

Steve took a seat and Enwine took a seat opposite of him. Steve never met a psychiatrist before, but he did read up on what they do. Enwine set the notebook on the table and he opened it, he pulled a pen out of his pocket and he placed it on the paper. He wrote down the date and Steve's name. He put the page as: session one.

He looked at Steve "Shall we begin?"

Steve nodded "Sure"

"How are you Steve, you don't mind if I call you Steve do you?"

"Not at all, and I'm good"

"Define good"

"I had a very fun evening and I had a few laughs, I'm good"

Enwine wrote in the notebook "Good, how are you dealing with the transition?"

Steve thought for a second and he scratched his head "I'm getting used to it, slowly"

"A lot to catch up on?"

"Yeah, but mostly just reading up on my history and updating my language"

"Why choose those things first?"

"What?"

"Why choose history and language first?"

"I don't know, I just thought that maybe I could do that from here the easiest"

"Is it because you want to be able to understand people and be able to talk to them, to communicate?"

"Well yeah, I like communication"

Enwine smiled "Good, if you were becoming an introvert, then we would have to fix it, at least you're taking small steps toward getting out there"

"I guess"

Enwine wrote something down in his notebook and he looked back at him "Now, how do you sleep at night?"

Steve sighed "Not the best"

"What seems to be the problem?"

"I think it's the dreams mostly, more like memories"

"How often do you dream these memories?"

"About every night"

"Describe one for me"

Steve hesitated slightly and he didn't feel very comfortable with this, but he knew it was all part of getting out there. "One is on a train, it's cold. The wind is blowing fast. There's a large blast of blue energy and the side of the train shoots outward and my friend is hanging on the side of it. I try to save him, but he falls just as my hand is about to grab his and then I wake up"

Enwine wrote something down in his notebook "Times up"

Steve looked at him "That's the end of the session?"

"Yes, I will see you again in two days, you are on your way to getting out there Steve, just I want you to focus on these dreams, these memories. Maybe they are trying to tell you something"

Steve nodded and they both stood, Steve shook his hand and walked him to the door. He said good night and he closed the door.

"You seemed to deal with that well"

Steve looked behind him and Fury was standing behind him. "You just going to keep showing up randomly, you could use the door once in a while"

Fury smiled "I wanted to be present for the first session, the rest I won't be here. I will then use the door, you seem to be doing well"

Steve nodded "It's hard"

"Well no one said it was going to be easy"

Steve nodded "You want a beer, water?"

Fury shook his head "On duty, good night Rogers"

Steve nodded and Fury walked toward the door and left the apartment. Steve stood in the kitchen alone and the apartment was quite. He exhaled and he decided to sleep. He was tired and he needed to find the movie Titanic. He walked into his room and he laid down on the bed and he stared up at the ceiling for a while and he was lost in his thoughts. Mostly abut Peggy, Steve closed his eyes and he felt like he laud there for hours and he felt the warm welcoming embrace of sleep. He felt suddenly cold and he opened his eyes. He looked up the ceiling, he was in his apartment, not the bomber. He repeated the words over and over and he slowly fell asleep.