Chapter 4

BPOV

I sit back down on the couch after Captain Rogers leaves the room, still staring at my hand. The electricity that passed into my hand after I helped him up off the floor was weird. It felt like a weird static shock, and I realize I haven't felt that since … I shake my head to try and get the memory out of my brain, but it doesn't work.

He swiftly brushed the length of my cheekbone with his fingertips. The trail his fingers left on my skin was warm like I'd been burned.

I put my hands up to my head, gripping at my temples as if that's going to make the memory go away.

Like yesterday, he touched my face with the back of his cool hand, stroking once from the temple to my jaw, and then he turned and walked away.

The memory of our first time in the meadow comes into my head, of him, listening to my heart, me tracing the features on his face, and me leaning into his chest and him putting his arm around me.

Of our first kiss.

And our last.

I feel the tears on my cheeks before I comprehend that I'm crying. I wipe my cheeks with the back of my hand and close my eyes tightly.

"Bella?" Agent Hill comes into the room. I've been gone too long. "Ah, there you are, I was—" She stops talking when she looks at me, and when she realizes I've been crying, her eyes go wide. "Shit, are you okay, Bella?"

I wipe my face again and stand up from the couch. "Yes, I'm fine. I'm sorry I was gone so long. I didn't mean to be."

She studies me for a moment. "You don't look well. Are you feeling all right?"

I look down at the floor for a brief second and bite my lip. "I'm not feeling well all of a sudden …"

"You can go. There wasn't that much left to do today anyway. Especially now that Steve's been called away." She shoos me away. "Go get some rest."

"Thank you, Agent Hill." I turn around and begin to walk out of the room.

"Also, how many times have I told you to call me Maria?" I practically hear her rolling her eyes.

I don't reply and keep on walking out of Captain Roger's office. I reach my desk and grab a few things I need, mostly my cell phone, and go toward the elevator. I wait for it to arrive, silently hoping that nobody else will come this way. It dings and the door opens, and it's thankfully empty. I press the button I need, and then step to the back of the elevator, closing my eyes as I lean at the back.

"You'll move on. Your kind are … quick to forget. Soon, I'll just be a distant memory."

I take a shaky breath and open my eyes as the elevator dings again. I step out and walk toward my bedroom. I push the door open and step inside.

Today is the first time I've said his name out loud since I got here. I haven't even said it since Tony turned up in Forks. I roll my eyes as I think about everybody knowing the real reason I'm here, and of course, it makes sense that they wouldn't know. Why would Tony tell them?

"Oh, yeah, and my goddaughter is here now because her vampire boyfriend broke up with her and left her in the forest, and she's been a zombie for damn near two years."

I laugh and sit down on my bed.

I remember I was going to tell Steve earlier that they're vampires. It isn't my secret to tell, one I wasn't supposed to know at all. But maybe that's the best way to feel better? Send my new superhero friends after them?

I snort. I've never wanted to hate him more than I do right now.

I told myself I was done wishing for him to come back on that night Tony asked me to move to New York, that I was done pining over him.

I clearly wasn't.

But I am now.

This chapter is dedicated to the memory of DataByteDL-FangirlinGranma or Granma Dee.

The biggest fangirl and loudest cheerleader in the Twilight fandom. You are so missed.

{GIANT GRANMA HUGS AND SMOOCHES!}