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Chapter 4

Thirty minutes later they were leaning over his small table, still looking at the first photo album she had pulled out. She knew the story behind most of the photos and she could tell Steve was completely absorbed in hearing about what his friends had done after he disappeared.

"This is Maria Stark. Everyone says she was a saint for putting up with Howard all those years. And that little boy is their son Tony. I haven't met him but I hear he's a lot like his dad. Have... have they told you anything about Tony yet?"

Steve shook his head. "No, I just started learning the highlights of the early 50's. They haven't really told me any current news and I haven't asked."

Felicity nodded. "Makes sense. Going in chronological order. Well, let's just say Tony Stark is an interesting person." She pointed to the next picture in the album. "Here's Peggy with the Commandos. She went on a few missions with them after the war ended. Grandpa asked her to join them once. Even suggested a nickname. I asked him what it was but Peggy just gave him a look and he shut up fast. I think they were all a little scared of making her angry."

That earned her a real laugh from Steve. "I believe it. The first time I met her she flattened a private for insulting her."

"Now this one is Howard and Grandpa planning something in the new S.H.I.E.L.D. office. They both helped found it. Along with Peggy. She's the one came up the idea of the names spelling out shield. She wanted you to be part of their creation too. And she insisted that a picture of you pre-serum hang in the lobby. To remind them that it was what was inside that mattered."

A flurry of emotions crossed Steve's face, from pride to sadness and maybe even a little anger. Felicity decided to skip the next album about shield's founders. The news of Howard's accident could wait. She grabbed a smaller one instead, it's brown leather binding almost falling apart. Someone had obviously loved to open it and re-live the past.

"My grandma put together this album. She had a bad habit of leaving loose photos in boxes for years so when she finally put them in here she didn't even try to put them in order. It's an adventure trying to date these." She opened the cover and there was Dum Dum wearing his dress uniform. Complete with bowler hat. His arm was wrapped around a petite woman in white. Both were beaming at the camera, deliriously happy on their wedding day. "My grandma's name was Adeline. She passed away when I was very young but I remember that she always smelled of peppermint. It's still one of my favorite smells."

"She's beautiful"

"She was. Even when she got older her hair was this beautiful shade of silver. Hoping I inherited that actually. I sure didn't get her cooking skills. Anyways, moving on."

She pointed to the next picture in the album. A toddler had her arms wrapped around a golden retriever puppy and was laughing at the camera. "Here's my mother and Princess Pea. Grandpa HATED the name but my mother insisted. He always said she had him wrapped around his finger from the moment she was born. He acted tough but he never could resist a good puppy dog face."

Steve cracked a small grin. "Sounds like Dum Dum. He always did like kids. What is her name?"

"Amelia. Amelia Lorraine Dugan. She's the youngest. My uncle Alex is the oldest and aunt Lily was in the middle. Here's a picture of all of them together. By that time Roger had joined the family. Grandpa made sure to name him BEFORE he brought him home."

"He named a dog after me?" Steve looked like he wasn't sure whether it was a compliment or if he should be offended.

Felicity giggled. "He went to the pound and said Roger was the runt of the litter. But that didn't stop him from trying to protect another dog from a bully. He took him right then and there."

Before Steve could reply there was a knock at the door. He opened it to reveal a tall brunette holding a laptop. "Hello again Captain Rogers! It's time for your..." The brunette agent stopped when she saw Felicity. "Oh! I didn't realize you had... company?" She looked at them both and Felicity could practically see the wheels turning.

Felicity could understand her confusion. Her guest badge marked her as a civilian. She was too young to be a doctor or psychiatrist. And much too young to have known Captain Rogers before he went into the ice. Time to stop the rumor mill before it starts...

She stood up and extended a hand. "Hi, I'm Felicity Davis. My grandfather was a friend of Captain Rogers. It's nice to meet you."

Turning to Steve she said "It looks like it's back to school for you. I have some place to get to also so I'm going to head out. It was lovely to meet you Captain." She scribbled her phone number on a sticky pad and handed it to Steve. "Here's my number. If you'd like me to come back and go through more photos with you just let me know."

"Thank you ma'am. I appreciate your visit more than you can imagine."

Her face scrunched in displeasure. "Ick. Ma'am makes me feel old. Please call me Felicity."

That got her a shy smile. "Thank you Felicity. I guess... I'll call you soon?"

"Anytime Captain, my schedule is pretty fluid right now. Have a good rest of your day."

End Chapter 3

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