Peggy's Funeral

(Iris POV)

I had been going to school for almost 2 months now, it's going great! Since I told Steve about school a couple of weeks ago he's become my biggest supporter and helps me prep for my tests and quizzes me. I was so nervous, I never did good with tests in high school. I haven't seen him for a few days due to him going on a mission. I hope he comes back soon because I want to show him my latest test grade that he really helped me out with.

I walk in the door and I see him sitting on my couch. "Hey, your back! I'm glad your here! Look, I got a B+! I never got grades like this in school!" I said excitedly as I keep looking at my paper, he stands up and walks to me, he glances at my paper.

"...That's great. I'm proud of you." He replies trying to be upbeat but failing, I can tell something is wrong.

"What's wrong?"

"...Um...Peggy past away today." He softly tells me.

"Oh Steve, I'm so sorry," I sigh, I hug him tight. "In her sleep?" He nods his head as he pulls away.

"Her funeral is in London in a few days, they asked me to be a pallbearer." He informs me.

"I'll go with you, you shouldn't go alone."

"No no, you'll have to miss school and your already going to be missing when we go on the trip. I'll be fine, Sam's going with me."

"Are you sure? I can talk to my professors, I'm sure they'll understand."

"I'm sure, your doing so well right now I don't want to keep you from that...I'll be fine." He assures me with a little forced smile, "so, I'll go to the funeral, it should only take 2 days and when I get back we'll go to Fiji." He responds after a minute or two.

"Okay..." I answer with a little hesitation, he left the next day.

I really wanted to go to Peggy's funeral and even though I never did get to meet her I wanted to support Steve, I wanted to show him that I could be there for him just like he's always there for me. I am at home trying to study but I just can't shake this feel that there's another reason for why he didn't want me to go, it couldn't be just for school. No, I am not going to do this again, I am not going to freak myself out, I am going to trust him. Maybe he just needs to grieve on his own, I have no idea what he must be going through, not only did he love her at one time but she was one of the last living people from his past...but what if he still loves her and will always love her more? Oh stop it Iris she's gone and it's ridiculous to be jealous of a dead woman! Stop freaking yourself out!

The Next Day

I'm starting to pack for Fiji, we leave tomorrow! I am so excited, I have always wanted to go there and now more then ever Steve needed a break. Ever since he vented and told me how worn out he was I knew he needed this. I got reservations for this cute little cottage right outside a beach, it was secluded and he wouldn't have to worry about being recognized or interrupted. We could go for walks, binge movies, make love all night and just give him the break he deserves. I am smiling to myself just imagining it.

I hear a knock at the door, I unlock it and Steve comes barging in. "Iris," he calls out.

"Steve, what's wrong?" I ask him.

"Something's happened, I can't really go to into it right now but...I found Bucky...he's in trouble." He informs me.

"Is he okay?" I worriedly respond.

"For now but not for long...I'm sorry but we're going to have to postpone Fiji for a few more days."

"...Oh." I only get out.

"I'm so sorry." He sincerely says.

"No, it's okay, he needs you...Fiji can wait, I can change the reservations...go, get your friend back." I tell him with a smile.

"Thank you, I love you." He breathes as he kisses me tenderly. "Your the best."

"I love you too, be careful and you better come back in one piece." I command.

"Yes Ma'am." He whispers with a smile, he gives me one more tender kiss and leaves.

After he leaves I sit on my bed looking at my half packed suitcase, Luna jumps on the bed and lays her head on my lap. "It's okay girl, he'll be back." I pet her head. I am so disappointed but I know how long and hard he's been looking for Bucky and how much he means to him and plus it really did look urgent...but he just tends to not think straight when it does come to Bucky, I just hope he will stay safe.

I walk into the bar for a last minute shift, I need to distract myself so I asked my boss if I could take a shift. Yes, I still work here, I have to pay for collage somehow and still pay bills. I walk behind the bar. Both Amber and Renee are confused to see me, I had told them about my trip.

"Hey, what are you doing here?" Renee asked.

"Oh, I asked Donna if I could take a shift." I answer.

"No, I mean what are you doing here? Aren't you suppose to be in Fiji?" She asks again.

"Well...we ended up having to postpone it. He found Bucky," I told them.

"Who?" Amber asks confused.

"You know his childhood friend that he's been looking everywhere for," I explain.

"Oh yeah and you were okay with that?" Amber asked gently.

"Well...sure I was disappointed...really disappointed but what was I suppose to do? Say no don't go find your friend, go with me instead?" They both look at me not knowing what to say. I give a reassuring smile, "don't worry, he'll be back and we'll go and it will be better then ever."

They both nod their heads. "How is school going?" Renee changed the subject.

"Good but these tests are tough." I exhale, they can both sense I'm still a little blue.

"Hey, what do you say we come over and have girls night? We haven't done it in a while." Renee comes up with.

"Yeah, we'll help you study." Amber chimes in.

"Okay, that will be fun." I reply with a genuine smile.

After work the girls come over and of course ever so often I am forced to watch them be affectionate, I roll my eyes at them and turn my head away. "Hey, don't look at us like that, we have to watch you and Steve all the time too." Renee teasingly spoke, I giggle.

They helped me study and watched movies, sang songs and danced, trying to distract myself as much as possible. They eventually go to bed, I let them take my bed while I slept on the couch, I couldn't sleep anyways, I just can't stop worrying about Steve. I just hope he's being safe and that I can see him soon...

...I don't see or hear from him in 2 years!


Oh boy what's happened to Steve?