Authors note: I published this story on wattpad a while ago there it is a Doctor Who crossover here it will not be This story is an alternate timeline that merges a little bit with the comics. This story will be somewhat different then the one published on wattpad i will continue to update both.

American Pie

Is a song written by Don McLean that lasts a total of eight minutes and thirty seconds, that is the same amount of time it took for the first Avenger to get to what most people thought as his final destination.

This song is the best way to describe how the war between the worlds greatest heroes ended.

On that day the children screamed, the lovers cried, and the poets did in fact dream. Everyone was silent because after the news broke that Captain America was arrested, only hours later an even worse news broke to the public, that the first Avenger Steve Rogers Captain America was dead, murdered while being transported to New York State penitentiary and that was the one moment when everyone and everything stood silent, that was the moment the music died. Conspiracy theorist thought that somehow Don McLean predicted the future but what most of them don't know is that, that song was originally written because of how much of an effect the deaths of Buddy Holly, Ritchie Valens, and the Big Bopper all three died in a plane crash on February 3rd, 1959, fun fact: that day is also referenced as the day the music died. Both of these Days have gone down in history as the day the music died.

May 12, 2019, is known to the world as the day Steve Rogers died for the second time, but only very few people know it is the day Steve Rogers made the world think he died for the second time and that is where our story starts the funeral of Steve Rogers.

The day was the same as any other the sun rose, clouds filled the blue sky, people woke up, had breakfast, went to work, went to school, the birds even chirped, but it wasn't like any other day because today is the funeral of captain Steve Rogers, also known as Captain America the first Avenger.

Everyone sat in their seats staring at the casket in the front of the church hoping wishing that it wasn't true, that Captain America or Steve Rogers would get up from the casket or even run in saying that the government made him fake his death everyone in that room maybe even the entire country wanted to believe that he wasn't really dead.

"Right now we have the wife of Steve Rogers, Marilyn Rogers walking in with their three Children Sara, James, and Ellie who is being carried by sergeant James Barnes also known to most as Bucky Barnes Captain America's best friend"

The news lady outside the cathedral style church said to the hundreds maybe millions of people currently watching the funeral of Steve Rogers on whatever device they could find.

Mary walked into the church her son and her eldest daughter's hand clasped in hers she looked over to her youngest daughter Ellie who was currently being held by her godfather Bucky Barnes she the four of them kept one of the biggest secrets in the world at the moment and it was that her husband the father of her two children was in fact not dead but in a safe location waiting for instructions on what to do next, for the duration of the walk to the casket she let her mind wander to what he might be doing like drawing picture he could have even been watching his own funeral right now, this thought bolted out of her head when she looked down at the corpse that looked to be her dead husband she didn't think seeing a dummy could effect her this way she pulled her son and eldest daughter close to her and looked down at the two of them remembering how last night and this morning how she told her kids of what was going to happen today her two older children had grasped a better understanding of the situation better than her little girl Ellie. She looked at Bucky holding her in his arms her face showing a look of confusion as she looked at the extremely lifelike figure of her father she looked up at Bucky and whispered to him "is daddy okay he looks different" Bucky looked her in the eyes and whispered "Daddy's playing a game honey he has to stay very quiet and very still and he'll meet us at home okay"

She nodded.

Mary knew he couldn't explain to her right now what was actually happening. As the funeral went on Mary noticed her daughter looking at her tear stained face and starting to get scared, Mary knew Ellie could tell something was wrong even she didn't really know what was going on, she was taken once again out of her thoughts when she heard the muffled cries of her little girl from Bucky's shoulder those sounds the cries of her child asking for her father to see him just broke her down even more. The rest of the world thought this as a normal grieving widow and her children going through one of the hardest days of their life but none of this was normal, her life would never be what most people would call normal ever again, not that her life was that normal before, she realized at that moment they could never live in a big city ever again, or she might not ever get to stand with her husband and watch their three beautiful children get on the bus to school because it could be too dangerous. She was finally taken away from her thoughts when the casket closed and that was what made it official, Captain America was dead to the world.