Chapter 10

I'm a shooting star leaping through the sky,

Like a tiger defying the laws of gravity,

I'm a racing car passing by like Lady Godiva,

I'm gonna go go go,

There's no stopping me...

~Don't Stop Me Now; by Queen

By the next morning, Angelique had us up and ready relatively early to go on a walk. She had a whole path set up for our little workout, which she said would be a couple miles long—to the end and back. I had an inkling that maybe she was up to something, but I chose not to voice it. If I showed Angelique that I was in any way suspicious of her—even a little—she'd go rambling on, trying to cover her tracks.

And by the time we reached our destination, she made sure I was all ready to go.

"We're going all out on this, Bobbi," she exclaimed excitedly. "It's going to be a real exercise! Not some leisurely stroll. Are you ready?"

"Angie, it's seven thirty in the morning and I'm exhausted," I sighed, "I think you know the answer to this."

She let out a laugh before wrapping an arm around my shoulders. "Don't worry, Bobbi, you'll love it!" she said.

The walk was actually more of a really light jog—though Angelique made sure it was slow and was paced well with how I wanted it to go. She didn't want to push me too hard and I wasn't up for running around when I really couldn't see.

While we were on our little route, I heard the stomps of someone coming up behind us. Before I had any time to react, I heard a man's voice say On your left before he rushed off in a quick gust of wind. His silhouette briefly came into my bad vision before I noticed a bit of familiarity to it. At least in his voice, for one.

"Who was that?" I huffed, my eyes narrowing slightly.

Angelique didn't say anything.

"Angie, who was that?" I exclaimed.

"Would you believe me?" she said, a light playfulness in her voice.

"That depends."

A moment more of silence before she finally answered. "Well, it was Captain America," she said, her voice slow and careful.

I didn't react right away because I couldn't find the right reaction to what she just said.

"Captain America?" I said, slowing my pace.

"Yeah..."

"Who was in New York?"

"That's him."

I stopped the light, careful jogging and carefully held my cane in both hands. Captain America just ran by Angelique and I, and my sister was acting as if it were the most normal thing in the world.

"Did we only come out here so you could ogle him?" I exclaimed, slamming the end of my cane on the ground.

"What? No!" I could hear the flustered tone in her voice.

"Angie...," I exclaimed.

"I'm being serious!" she muttered, trying to keep her voice lowered. "I mean, yeah, he's good looking, but do you honestly think I'm that desperate?"

I arched a brow at that.

"That hurts, Bobbi." Angie's voice did sound a little crestfallen. "You really think I'm that petty?"

"Quit taking it so personally," I exclaimed. "I know you're not like that. You're too sensitive, I swear."

"It's always hard to tell with you."

A voice called out to us, stopping the little dispute.

"Sam?" Angie called out.

My ears perked at that.

"Hey," he panted. "I didn't know you came down here."

"Not really," Angie said. "Bobbi and I were just trying it out."

Sam let out a breathless chuckle. "I take it you saw Speed Racer come by here," he said, taking a minute to catch his breath.

"He's fast, that's for sure," I said. "Was that really Captain America?"

"Yeah," Sam sighed. "The guy's faster than a bullet. Ran thirteen miles in thirty minutes the last time I saw him."

I gave an impressed whistle. "I couldn't even do half of that," I muttered.

Sam chuckled. "He's a nice guy, though," he said.

"You've talked to him?" Angelique exclaimed.

"For a little bit." I could imagine a shrug accompanying the comment.

"You didn't happen to fangirl did you?" I teased, remembering Sam's comments about being a complete Captain America fan.

He let out a mixture of a groan and a laugh. "I regret telling you that," he sighed, a hint of a chuckle in his words.

I laughed. "It's too good to forget."

In no time at all, the man of the hour rushed by again with another On your left—with what I could also assume would be a hint of a smirk in his voice—before he continued running like a bat out of Hell.

Author's Note:

Hey-yo, everybody! Sorry for the delay, but here's the chapter! Hopefully you guys don't mind the fillers, I know it's only ten chapters in and you guys might be wondering why I haven't been putting in any Winter Soldier moments, but I think I've been putting in little subtle moments from the movie, if you don't mind rereading a few chapters just to make sure. If I happen to be writing Sam, Steve, or any main Marvel character wrong, let me know and I'll change it the best I can.

I own nothing in the MCU. All I own are my characters and the fireworks I bought.

As a little side note, to any American out there, here's an early Happy Fourth of July! I know it's only the second, but I work on the Fourth so I'm not entirely sure if I'll be updating on that day. Hopefully you guys don't mind that!

Anywho, I'll wrap up this author's note before it gets too long.

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Susan Strong