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I tossed a tennis ball to Bear. The German Shepherd ran with much enthusiasm and then trotted back over to me before sitting down In the field in Central Park.
"You tired, buddy?" I asked as he flopped down next to me, panting. I sat down and began scratching Bear behind the ears.
I look up to see Steve and Thor in line for snow cones, Tony and Pepper walking on the sidewalk, and I figured Clint and Natasha were perched in a tree somewhere.
More importantly, I saw Bruce and Julia sitting on a bench,laughing and talking. And Holding hands. HOLDING HANDS.
Ever since the crane accident a few weeks ago, Julia had been spending more and more time at the Tower. It was nice. Julia was a super cool lady, and she immediately fit in. Especially when she said that she loved bacon.
Bruce hasn't even begun to turn green ever since he met Julia, except when he's on the job of course. He's just so happy, all the time, and it makes the rest of us happy too. He needs her. She helps him forget about Betty, about the years when he was on the run, about the destruction he's caused. Julia helps him remember the people he's helped, the good he does, the awesome parts about him. Julia is just what Bruce needs to finally be happy.
Steve walks over, carrying snow cones. Steve hands me a rainbow one and sits down in the grass next to me.
"Thanks." I say, and take a bite.
"No problem, ma'am." He replied in typical Steve fashion.
"You don't have to call me ma'am, you know." I remind him.
"Not enough people do that now days." He replied, and took a bite out of his red,white,and blue snow cone. Obviously.
"You sound like a bitter old man. " I say with a laugh. "But wait, you ARE technically ninety years old..."
Steve shoots me a look. We sit in silence for a moment. "I'm glad Bruce has Julia. They seem pretty perfect." He finally says.
I smile. "Yeah."
"Sometimes I wish I could find someone like that, you know what I mean? Maybe someone like Peggy. A woman who's strong and smart and beautiful. Who doesn't just love me for being Captain America. Like how Peggy loved me for being Steve Rogers." he confesses.
"Don't worry Steve." I reassure, and remember something Bruce said back when I had gone down to the kitchen to grab a glass of milk. "Every girl in New York is probably pining after you, probably every girl in the United States. At least a few will should love the Steve Rodgers side of you." I say.
"Every girl?" He replies and gives me a frightened look.
We laugh and finish our snow cones without a word.
"Hey." I pipe up. "I think we are out of soup." I say and waggle my eyebrows.
"No way Beth." He says and shakes his head. "Not happening."
"It was worth a shot, I suppose." I mutter, and we laugh and toss the ball for Bear some more.
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