~1943, England; Military Base~

It's been a whole year since the lovers, Steve and Jinx Rogers seen each other. It was difficult, at first, but the letters that were sent out everyday helped them cope with the distance.

~~~~~~~~~~~•••••••~~~~~~~~~~

'Dear Hummingbird,

You wouldn't believe the many cities I've been to, and the many people I've met!

I don't know why I'm trying hard to be or feel excited when I'm not.

I wish I was over there with you. Just to have a major part in this war would make me feel like I was meant for something, you know? And just to be close to you, Hummingbird, would mean so much to me. I miss everything about you. You touch, your skin, your laugh, your smile...just everything. Be safe until I get there. I love you.

Your husband,

Steve Rogers'

~~~~~~~~~~~••••••~~~~~~~~~~~

'Dear Mi Armour,

I wish you knew how much of a part you're playing just by giving the Americans hope.

I know you hate performance and I know you hate your attire, but dear, you're putting tiny smiles on children's' faces.

It is very busy over here in England; Chester always have me doing something so the five minutes I have to myself are spent reading and writing you. I miss you so much, Steve. I love you more than you'll ever know.

Keep pressing on. You ARE meant for something.

Your wife,

Jinx Rogers'

~~~~~~~~~~•••••••~~~~~~~~~~~

Steve would spend the hours he had to himself writing all her letters over and over, the scent of her perfume she would spray on the letter would make his heart jump like a jack rabbit. The thought of his wife will always make him happy.

~Italy, 1943, Military Center~

Jinx sat in the crowd full of injured men as she watched her husband perform the Captain America bit that he told her about. She knew that Steve would most likely not recognize her at all once they meet again if she could catch up to him after the performance; her hair was cut to just below her ear, her tan skin was now much more tan than when he last saw her, her eyes were no longer Hazel; they a beautiful green.

After the girls finished their song, Steve stood near the mic addressing a crowd of soldiers in Italy dressed in his super-hero costume. Jinx smiled proudly at him and couldn't help but think about how handsome he looked.

"How many of you ready to help me sock old Adolf on the jaw?" Steve asked, no one else caught on but he was slightly awkward and the silence from the crowd of soldiers was not helping the situation. "Okay. Uh...I need in volunteer?" Jinx was about to say something but one of the Army men said something before she could.

"I already volunteered! How do you think I got here?" The army man with blonde hair said. The crowd of soldiers laughed at the heckling. "Bring back the girls!" There was a cheer from the soldiers which only made Jinx give all of them the ultimate eye roll.

"I think they only know the one song. But um...let me...I'll...I'll see what I can do." Steve stuttered; he didn't know what to do. The crowds he usually perform in front of were small children who would smile happily towards him.

"You do that, sweetheart."

"Nice boots, Tinker Bell!" Another man from the crowd shouted and Jinx was almost certain that it was that Hodge guy who said it. She'll deal with him later. The crowd of soldiers laugh once more at the rude jokes that the injured men threw at Steve.

"Come on, guys. We're all on the same team here."

"Hey, Captain! Sign this!" One of the hecklers stood up, turned around and pulled his pants down. Jinx had to turn her head to prevent from being emotionally scared for the rest of her life. Steve quickly left the stage and allowed for the girls to come back on and once they did, the men in the crowd were undeniably happy. Jinx rolled her eyes and left her spot from the crowd, she was so upset and disappointed at the men that she allowed for it to get cloudy and slightly rain. Jinx walked around the stage and found her husband drawing a sketch in his drawing book.

"Is this what you do in your spare time besides writing me?" Jink asked slowly as she walked towards him. Steve didn't want his ears to deceive him so instead of looking up at her immediately he waited a second or two and then looked up to she his wife standing in front of him. He did not say a word to her, instead he stood up and grabbed her by the waist and pressed his lips against hers. The kiss wasn't quick or over bearing; yet, it was soft and longing. The pair haven't seen each other in 16 months, what would one person expect them to do? They couple pulled away slowly and breathlessly.

"I've missed you so much, Hummingbird." Steve whispered for only she could hear. Jinx smiled and continued to embrace her husband, taking in the scent of him in which she have not smelt in a long time.

"I've missed you as well, Mi Armour." Jinx said as Steve pressed his forehead against hers. The intimacy between them did raise some eyebrows to those who did not know that he was married to her or that she was married to him. Only a few people knew; Howard, Peggy, Chester, and a couple of other people. It wasn't publicly known but now that there was a camera man taking pictures of the pair, the whole world will know that Captain America has a special lady.

"I will never tire of seeing you two together." Peggy said with a grin as she sat on a crate watching the couple embrace. Steve and Jinx glanced at her with a smile; Jinx took Steve by the hand and led him to the steps of the stage.

"What are you doing here?" Jinx asked as her and Steve sat down.

"Officially I'm not here at all." Peggy told her friend with a small smile, her eyes then shifted to Steve. "That was quite a performance."

"Yeah. Uh...I had to improvise a little bit. Crowds I'm used to are usually more uh...small."

"But I understand you Americans knew hope?"

"Oh, yes, he is." Jinx said proudly as she leaned her head on Steve's shoulder while he wrapped his arm around her.

"Bond sales take a ten percent bump in every state I visit." Steve quoted as he talked to Peggy. Jinx looked at him and raised an eyebrow.

"Is that Senator Brandt I hear?" Jinx asked her husband and he shyly smiled at her.

"I'm afraid so." Peggy told her friend with quick chuckle.

"At least he's got me doin' this. Phillips would have had be stuck in lab."

"And these are your only two options? A lab rat or a dancing monkey?"

"You were meant for more than this, you know?" Jinx said as she placed her hand in his, intertwining their fingers. Steve went to respond but hesitated.

"What?" Jinx asked him.

"You know for the longest time I dreamed about coming overseas and be on the front lines. Serving my country. I finally get everything I wanted, and I'm wearing tights." Steve said pouting slightly. Jinx kissed his cheek and smiled.

"You look good in your tights, dear."

"And you look good in your uniform." Peggy rolled her eyes at the pair playfully as she took in the scene that was playing out in front of her; she could not help but noticed how much love was filled in their eyes once they are near each other. Moments passed by and Steve noticed a truck full of injured men.

"Oh, I'm glad they're back." Jinx whispered softly as she took in the scene of injured men being unloaded from the pharmacy truck.

"They look like they were beat to hell." Steve said as he shook his in sympathy.

"Schmidt sent out a force to Rosano. Two hundred men went up against him and less than fifty returned. Your audience contained what was left of the one-oh-seventh. The rest were killed or captured." Peggy informed Steve as she stared out at the men as well. Steve turned to look at Jinx and Peggy.

"The one-oh-seventh?"

"Yeah, why? What's wrong?" Jinx asked seeing that his expression went from sympathetic to extremely worried.

"Bucky." Steve said and then the feeling of realization hit Jinx and her heart dropped.

~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~(A/N)

I hoped you all enjoyed reading this chapter as much as I enjoyed writing it.

How do you feel about this chapter? It felt like more of a filler than a real chapter, you know?

Feedback is always nice and very much welcomed. Thank you all for reading. Until next time. Byeee.