I feel really bad, I haven't updated in a week. Im really sorry! I've had CPTs (final projects) and exams to study for. I promise I will try to upload more after exams. 3 thank you guys for the reviews!


Steve's head was spinning. Peggy could be alive, breathing and possibly even searching for him. She was probably confused with all the technology, like him, and maybe even regretting her decision to chase after her war time love.
But she still meant the world to him. She had been the last thing he had thought of when he had crashed the dreaded plane into the ice and the first thing he had thought of when he had woken up, 70 years late for their date. She had been the first (real, willing and enjoyable) kiss and really, the first woman he had talked too besides his mother. Peggy had seen him grow from the little guy from Brooklyn who had lied on his army application forms, to the super soldier who `had basically completely come out of a test tube. But somehow, she hadn't really cared that he had changed. She just saw him as a man with a big heart, who laid himself on a dummy grenade while his team mates ran and hid.
Steve realized he had made his way to the basement of the Avengers Mansion, to where the gym was. He flicked on the lights to find his one stress reliever. The punching bags.

Tony had turned the projector off a while ago and was now sitting at the island in the kitchen. He heard Natasha giggle as Barton whispered something in her ear. Go brag about your not so secret relationship somewhere else. Tony thought to himself as Barton left, grabbing an apple on the way out. Natasha swiftly sat herself down across from Tony "So. How was your couch time with Captain Cuddles this morning?" she grinned as Tony spit out his coffee. She had been dying to poke at Tony or Steve all morning. "Wait...How… did you..?" Tony stammered. Nat just laughed as she mopped up the coffee with a cloth. "Trained assassin, remember?" Tony sighed. "Well I'll have you know, we were not cuddling and also, it didn't end well." Natasha mock pouted at him. "Does Rogers not a fan of ACDC or your talking house?" Tony narrowed his eyes. "No. We were watching my dad's videos and it turns out, his British girlfriend was put into a cryogenic freezing lab by my father." Nat frowned "Aw. So she's alive and she's going to steal Capt. away from you?" Tony made a face. "Still mocking me?" Natasha put her arms up in defense. "Hey, it's not my fault you decided to rebound to the guy who has a girlfriend. Like I said, love is for children."Tony smirked. "Right 'cause it's just sex for you and Barton?" her jaw dropped "I… why don't you go ask your boyfriend if he needs help with those punching bags? Maybe you could even schedule a make out session!" Tony chuckled. "Where are you going? Don't you have red to get off your ledger?" Tasha rolled her eyes. "Go clean your suit Stark."

The next few weeks dragged on. Tony started to have nightmares again and Steve stopped entering his room to calm him down. He went back to their old routine of knocking on the door at 2am.
Tony and Bruce began to work on a suit for the Hulk. Bruce had fought against the idea but at heart, he actually wanted to suit up with the others. Tony was trying everything, from genetically modified spandex to nylon. But nothing worked. He stayed up late most night, getting angry at everything that failed. "I'm useless" he mumbled angrily, as he stormed out to the balcony. He leaned against the railing, looking up at the stars. It reminded him of the night him and Pepper had almost kissed. He sighed, trying to rid the pain in his heart. He looked down at the pool, which was glowing bright blue, just like Steve's eyes. Why was the universe so cruel?