Hi everyone, just wanted to say thank you to everyone that read and commented that last chapter. It was hard to write. I mean it started all cute and fluffy and by the end I was bawling. Anyway we're almost to the end of this arc and I have to say I did not expect it to take over sixty chapters. So thank you for sticking with me this far and I wanted to assure you this story is far from over. With that I leave you. Enjoy :)

Everything went dark and in the blink of an eye it was back at the ranch. I was in the living room of the ranch again. I was wearing a loose fitting one shoulder knit red sweater with black leggings and black suede booties. I had my engagement ring on and my arc reactor necklace along with my pocket watch necklace, which surprisingly good paired well together.

"You never learn do you?" I heard an annoyingly familiar voice say.

That's when everything that happened flashed through my mind, the train, Bucky, me loosing control, future me showing up and knocking me out. This fucking day just keeps getting worse and worse. I start tearing up again.

"Can you not?" I said wiping tears.

"I warned you but that didn't stop you. Not only did you fall off a train, you lost control, and then interfered in your own timeline."

"That last one was not on me." I argued.

"Not yet it's not." It retorted. "You are so infuriating. In all my years among you humans you have by far been the only one to try my patience this much."

"Well you're not exactly the ideal tenant either. I can't control the time jumps. I understand why I can't and why that's a good thing. So why the hell do you keep blaming me when you're the one in control?!" I yell.

"Because sometimes you put me in positions where I have to get you out of there before you do something stupid like I don't know, fall off a train, and I don't have time to properly aim where I'm taking you."

"You're the time stone, how do you not have time?" I exclaim.

"Don't take that tone with me. You think putting up with you is a cakewalk? You and you grandfather experimenting triggering jumps, you trying to change your soulmates' fates which may I remind you, you were never even supposed to meet them in the first place…"

" Oh and I'm supposed to be thankful for that?"

"A little gratitude wouldn't kill you." I sassed back.

"What did you expect me to do just stand by and let them die?"

"Yes!"

"Fuck You!" I said tearing up. "You have been making my life a living hell since the day Amara gave me that stupid bracelet. You pull me in and out of time, give me abilities that were slowly killing me, let me meet my soul mates knowing from the beginning I was going to fall in love with them and watch them die for what? Is this just some sick twisted game to you? See how long it takes for me to break? Well guess what, you did it. So what now?" I said sobbing.

"You move on." It said.

"How?" I asked.

"You'll figure it out." It said.

Then everything went dark again. I opened my eyes and was gasping.

"Nora! It's okay." Gramps said.

"There was… and," I put my hand on my neck, "And I saw… me." I said panting.

"That did happen." Gramps said. "And then some." He muttered to himself.

"This day just doesn't stop kicking my ass." I said groaning.

"Tell me about it." I looked at Gramps and he looked worse for wear. Insomnia runs in the family but he looked like it had been more than the usual three days. He wasn't wearing a tie and his shirt was wrinkled.

"As I was falling, I had another time jump. How…" I started before Gramps interrupted.

"Nora…"

"How long was I gone?" I asked.

"Two weeks." He answered.

"Shit." Bucky had died two weeks ago, meaning it was the end of January or the beginning of February. The team had probably gotten back to report all of their intel. Zola was probably in custody somewhere in this base. Steve was probably…Steve!

"Gramps where's…" But I was interrupted by the sound of someone's footsteps running and then stopping at the door. "Nora." I heard them say.

I looked up and saw Steve standing at the doorway. He was a wreck. There were bags under his eyes and his hair was messy and uncombed. "Steve." I whispered.

He walked over to the side of the bed I was on and slowly reached over to touch my hand. He then pulled me onto his lap and hugged me.

Steve was shaking. He hid his face in my neck and held me tightly against him. I looked over at Gramps and he just pointed at the door, letting me know he was giving us some privacy.

I held Steve in my arms and rested my head on his shoulder. I fell off the train and couldn't save Bucky. I disappeared for two weeks and for those two weeks I left Steve completely alone thinking both of his soulmates were dead. I'm the worst.

"I'm sorry." Steve sobbed. "I'm so sorry." He said over and over again.

"It's not your fault. You don't have anything to apologize for. I'm the one that's sorry, I couldn't save him." I said crying. "We fell and I jumped mid fall but he didn't, he fell and now he's gone. I failed. I was supposed to save him and now he's gone." I cried. Steve's body was rigid and tense.

"Nora, what do you mean you were supposed to save him?" He asked. I just shook my head no.

"You knew. You knew this was going to happen." He realized. "How long did you know?" He said softly.

"Steve." I said reaching for his hand but he pulled it away and stood up,

"How long?!" He yelled

"I knew before I met you both." I said tears pouring out of my eyes.

"You've known all along!" He yelled. "How could you not tell us anything?"

"You think I didn't want to? You have no idea how many times I almost told you but I couldn't."

"Why the hell not?" He yelled crying angrily.

"Because that would have changed your decisions. If you knew from the beginning you would have sent Bucky back to the states after Azzano. He wouldn't have been here to save your life as many times as he did or save all the other lives he also saved. I couldn't let that happen so I didn't tell you, your job was to take down Hydra mine was to save him and I failed."

"I can't do this." Steve said before running out of the room. Gramps walked in a minute later.

"I'm guessing you heard everything." I said wiping away tears.

"With the way you two were yelling, the entire base heard." He said.

"You hate me now too?" I asked.

Gramps sighed, "This explains a lot. Remember a few months ago when you asked me if I knew that someone I cared about was going to be hurt but that there was nothing I could do about it, whether I would still try?" I gave him a small nod.

"This is what you meant wasn't it" I nodded.

We stayed quiet for a while. The only sounds were our breathing and my sniffling. Eventually I stopped crying, not because I didn't want to but because I was out of tears. I got out of bed and started taking out the IV's.

"Nora, what are you doing?" Gramps said trying to stop me.

"I'm getting out of here I need some air." I said standing up. I found a change of clothes folded at the foot of the bed I was on. I grabbed them and walked to the small bathroom added to the room. I got changed in the skirt and button down and walked out of the room. I hopped into my shoes and grabbed the coat I'm sure Peggy had left there. I walked out of the room into the hallway and Gramps followed me.

"Nora where are you going?" Gramps asked.

"Anywhere but here." I said pushing open the door open and walking thought the office area.

"Kid can you stop a minute and just think this through?"

"Gramps what is there to think about? My soulmate's dead, Steve can't even look at me, a version of me interfered in my timeline, again, I can't be here, I was never supposed to be here and the one thing I was supposed to do, I failed at. So you know what, I'm going to do what I should've done a year ago, I'm going to walk away and go get drunk as hell until the stone finally feels like zapping me back to my own time!" I yell out. The entire office just got quiet and was staring at us. I turned around and just marched out.

I walked out of SSR headquarters and didn't look back. I walked and walked and walked until I found a pub that wasn't destroyed by the last air raid and was open. It was dingy hole in the wall called the Mounted Stag.

I walked in and the place was mostly empty. There was a guy at the corner having a beer with a minced pie and the bartender was cleaning a beer glass.

I sat down at the bar and he walked over.

"What can I get you Doll?" He asked.

"Don't call me that." I snapped. Only one person can call me that and he's gone.

"Um sorry, What can I get you ma'am?" He said.

"A bottle of the strongest thing you have in here." I said.

"We have bourbon or whiskey. Everything else got wrecked in the blitz." He said. I hate whiskey. It was Bucky's favorite. I deserve to be miserable.

"Whiskey's fine." I said.

He took out a glass and poured the whiskey. "Leave the bottle." I said swallowing everything in the glass in one go. I poured myself another one and swirled the whiskey in its glass. I wonder how many drinks it'll take before it finally zaps me home. Or is it going to make me live through that… That thought instantly makes me want to cry. I finish my drink and start another one.

Third Person's POV-

Howard stood there and watched Nora run out of the base. For the first time in his life he was utterly clueless as to what to do.

Nora was a complete wreck. Steve was heartbroken and angry. He had no idea what to do.

"Everyone move get back to work. Stop sticking your noses in things that don't concern you." Peggy scolded them. She walked toward Howard, grabbed him by the arm and led him back to his office.

"Howard what the bloody hell is going on?" She asked.

"Where do you want me to start?" He said.

"Probably with whatever caused Nora to run out of here."

He sighed. " She woke up. I told her she was gone for two weeks. Rogers walked in. They cried, they talked. Nora told him she was supposed to save Barnes. Turns out she knew this was going to happen from the beginning. Rogers got mad, there was yelling then he walked out. Nora cried then just snapped out of it got dressed and left."

"Oh…" Was all she said.

"Did Zola finally talk?" Howard asked.

"You mean after…" She started.

"Yeah,"

"Mums the word. He might be a bit shell-shocked but considering what happened, I can't really blame him. That was terrifying."

"And that weasel deserved that and more." Howard pointed out.

"I'm not saying he didn't. Phillips is letting him think over everything that happened see if that's enough to make him reconsider." Peggy explained, "In the meantime, you I'll go talk to Steve you find Nora."

"I don't think she wants to talk. Hell I don't even know where she is!" Howard said raising his voice.

"Well from the yells I heard she's probably at a bar and giving the destruction caused by the recent air raids there aren't that many left. Start looking I'm sure you can find her somewhere." Peggy said getting up from her seat.

"Where are you going?" Howard asked.

"To talk some sense into a certain super soldier."

Nora's POV- A few hours later

I had gotten through a little over half the bottle when I saw something glow out of the corner of my eye.

"I think you've had enough" The time stone said.

"Enough of what, time traveling or the whiskey." I said.

"Put the glass down, you're acting like a child throwing a tantrum." It said.

I just laughed at that. "I'm the one throwing a tantrum. You play the blame game and put me through hell. One of my soul mates is dead and the other hates me. So screw you. Send me back home." I said.

"No."

'Why the hell not?!" I yelled angrily

"You still have a job to do. I will send you back when its time. Until then, pull yourself together. There's a bigger picture Nora."

"You're going to make me watch him die too aren't you" I said crying.

"Good bye Nora." Then it vanished.

I poured myself another drink and drank it in one sip.

Someone came up and took the seat next to me. "So this is where you've been." Gramps said.

"Yup." I said. Gramps grabbed the glass from my hand and poured a drink before he swallowed it. We sat there in silence for a while. I think he was either trying to figure out what to say or giving me time to sober up.

"Have you eaten anything?" He asked.

"This morning I fell out of a train, time jumped and got knocked out by a future version of me before I woke up made Steve hate me and came here. So no, I haven't" I said drinking straight out of the bottle.

Gramps sighed. "Come on." He said standing up. "Let's go get a burger."

"I'm not hungry." I muttered.

"Well, tough, I wasn't asking. Let's go," He said pulling me up. I sighed and followed him.

We got in the car Gramps had waiting outside and Jarvis drove us. I must've looked pretty bad because Jarvis kept looking back at me giving me a weird look. The drive was completely silent. Gramps just looked out the window away from me. He probably hated me right now. I looked out the window and saw the destruction left by the air raids. This place looks about as good as I feel.

When the car stopped we were at a run down diner we'd never been in before.

I walked in and saw that there was only one waitress and one other customer sitting on the far side of the counter, drinking coffee as he read the paper. We sat down at a booth by the window and sat there until the waitress came by to take our order.

"What can I get you to drink?" She asked.

"I'm fine." I said

"We'll have two coffees." Gramps said giving me a pointed look.

"I'll bring those right out." She said.

Gramps grabbed the menu and said, "We should get burgers, or sandwiches they're both good." He said casually.

"I'm not hungry," I muttered. At that moment the waitress came back with our coffees.

"Here you are. Are you ready to order?" She asked.

"I'm not-"

"We'll have two bacon cheeseburgers with fries, no pickles." Gramps said handing her back our menus.

"Those'll be right out."

"Gramps why are we even here." I complained.

"You haven't had anything to eat and you could use some comfort food. Also I need you to sober up so we can actually talk." He said drinking his coffee.

"I am sober." I said.

"You're slurring your words." He deadpanned.

"I don't feel drunk."

"No but you will feel that hangover tomorrow." He retorted.

"I repeat my question from earlier. Why are we here? No offense to this place but this is basically slumming it compared to what you have daily. You know I've never actually seen you a hamburger."

Gramps just sighed. "Did your dad ever tell you about his grandparents?"

I pinched my eyebrows. "Never." I said.

"I wasn't always rich Nora. I grew up dirt poor. My sister died from something she could have gotten better from if we had the money for a doctor and medicine. She died when I was thirteen. My dad or rather the man who was related to me, he wasn't much of a father died in an accident at work. My mom died shortly after. I've been on my own since I was fourteen. I didn't have any other family so I was on the streets. I still went to school worked small jobs on the side until about a year later I got a scholarship to MIT. I worked my ass off to make sure I would never have to go through that again."

"I'm sorry you had to go through that." I said.

"That's life but I'm glad that happened. I lost everything and hit rock bottom but it made me pull myself together when I had no reason to. We both haven't had it easy kid but we're Starks. When life knocks us down, we pick ourselves up, dust ourselves off, and build ourselves better than before."

"Easier said than done."

"You're young and you're not alone. I may not have always gotten along with him but I'm sure Barnes wouldn't have wanted this for you. He loved you and he wanted you to be happy. You and Rogers will work things out."

At the mention of Steve I just start crying again. "I can't do this Gramps, I can't."

Gramps just moves out of his seat and slides over to my side and pulls me into a side hug. After a few minutes I finally manage to stop crying. Gramps moved back to his seat and waited for our food.

The waitress put both of our burgers in front of us and then refilled out coffees.

"Eat your food. You can't drink on an empty stomach. Today we mourn. We drink we cry, we yell, or anything else we need to do. Tomorrow we build ourselves again. Got it." He said picking up his burger.

"Got it," I said sniffling a bit. I grabbed my burger and took a bite.

The Next Morning-

I woke up in the spare room of Gramps' suite at the Dorchester. I was confused as to why I didn't just go home and I realize Steve hated my guts so that wasn't an option. Speaking of guts, I knew that whiskey was going to come back to haunt me. I ran to the bathroom and puked my guts out. I stood up and rinsed my mouth with some water. Then left the room and went to go find Gramps. He was sitting on the couch still in last night's clothes.

"Morning" I muttered before sitting on the couch. Gramps just groaned.

"Peggy dropped off some of your things." Gramps said looking at the seat in front of him. "She also said the teams having a meeting later so you have that to look forward to."

"Yeah sounds like fun." I got up and went to look at the clothes Peggy had picked out. It was a simple charcoal grey skirt with a beige button down and a matching coat. Resting on them was a cloth pouch. I opened it and saw my arc necklace, my pocket watch necklace and engagement ring. Was I even engaged anymore? Do I put it on or not?

I sighed.

"What's wrong kid?" Gramps muttered. I lifted my hand out and showed him the ring.

"Am I still engaged? Steve can't even look at me right now. Is that really how two people who are engaged should be acting?" I said.

"Nora, people fight that's normal and there were three people in your relationship not just two. It's going to take some adjusting. And until Rogers actually tells you its over its not over. Now get dressed I need breakfast." He said getting up and going to his room.

I got my clothes and went to get dressed. Ten minutes later we met up in the living room and headed down for breakfast.

We were both too hung-over to even try to keep a conversation going so we opted to eat in silence. I spent most of the meal thinking about my conversations with the stone. It kept saying there was a bigger picture, but of what. My trips to the future had been pretty vague and didn't give me any hints. I knew dad was still Iron Man and that he turned Jarvis into an android or something. I knew future me knew some of his friends and that we were working on something together but still nothing that could clue me in to what was coming. Coming…He's coming. Oh crap.

"Gramps, Do you still have the drawing Katya gave us?" I asked.

"Yeah, I stored them in the lab. Why do you…Oh!" He said realizing where I was going with this.

"Yeah." I said confirming his thought.

He flagged down a waiter and said, "Check please"

Gramps paid and we all but ran out of there. Jarvis drove us and when we got there we practically jumped out of the car. Gramps and I ran to the lab.

"Where did you put them?" I asked.

"Back of the closet." He said opening the closet door. The closet was packed with boxes and journals and other office supplies. Gramps and I started moving boxes. We were caught up looking trough them we didn't notice Peggy walk in.

"Finally got around to cleaning that mess." Peggy greeted.

"Uh something like that." Gramps answered.

"Just came to remind Nora she has a meeting in an hour." She called out.

"I remember, thanks for reminding me though" I called out from inside the closet.

"What are you two up to?" Peggy said getting suspicious.

"Just looking for some notes. I promised Nora she could look over my masters dissertation" Gramps said casually.

"Found it!" I cried out.

"You know her, she loves science." Gramps said smiling.

"If you say so." She said before turning around and walking out of the lab.

I pulled the box with the drawings and other journals Amara slipped in there. That caused a mini avalanche of clutter to almost fall on me. I used my powers and held all the clutter in mid air. I focused and moved everything into a neat pile on the floor. Practice does make perfect.

"Wow didn't know you finally managed to do that." He said.

"I didn't either it was kind of a whim." I said. "Let's get through these."

Gramps grabbed the journal and started reading through it. I looked through all the drawings and some of them were pretty specific, me growing up, me time traveling, dad in the Iron Man suit, Thor and Loki on Asgard. Other drawings looked like scribbles and paint smudges. It wasn't until I dropped a few of them on the floor that I saw something.

"What the hell?" I got all the drawings and scattered and started moving them around.

"Gramps, Pass me the tape."

"Tape why?" He said he looked over and saw what I was doing. He handed me the tape and I started putting it all together.

"Is that," He said

"Yup, the Alps, again." I said. The drawings put together formed a giant picture of the Alps. The entire mountain range was there but out of the tallest mountain there was a plane flying out.

"I think we figured out where Schmidt is." I said. Peggy and Dum-Dum never gave me specifics about the exact location of this base but given everything that happened I guess they didn't need to.

"Your meeting." Gramps reminded me.

"Gotta go." I said walking out. I walked to the conference room and Philips and the rest of the team were already there.

"After a long interrogation Zola finally gave us Schmidt's location. His last base is…" Colonel Philips started before I walked in and interrupted him.

"It's in the Alps." I said making everyone look at me.

"How did you know that?" Philips said gruffly.

"A psychic drew me a picture" I said.

"What?" Morita said.

"Long story, just focus on the mission. It's located at the base of the tallest mountain of the range." I said.

"Johann Schmidt belongs in a bug house. He thinks he's a God. He's willing to blow half the world prove it, starting with the U.S.A." Colonel Philips said.

"Schmidt's working with powers beyond our capabilities. He gets across the Atlantic, he will wipe out the entire eastern sea board in an hour." Gramps said.

"How much time we've got?" Gabe asked.

"According to my new best friend, twenty four hours. Hydra's last base is here." He said pointing at the map. "In the Alps, Five hundred feet below the surface."

"So, what are we supposed to do" I mean, it's not like we can just knock on the front door." Morita asked.

"Why not? That's exactly what we're gonna do." Steve said making everyone just shut up and look. He told us his plan and I didn't like it but there weren't any better options.

At the end of the meeting everyone was dismissed to get ready. We were leaving first thing tomorrow morning. I was about to get up when I started getting the chills again. I stood up and tried to leave the room but Steve stopped me.

"Nora, can we talk." He said.

"Uh, I don't think now's a good time." I said, the chills getting more and more intense.

"Please, it's important." He said.

"Uh, I know it's just um." I looked down and my hands were glowing. "I kind of can't right now." Then the glowing got brighter and I was gone.