Hi, guys! It's been awhile…. I'm really sorry for not updating soon! I've really busy this past couple of months, in November I was catching up on homework after spending most of October in the hospital with appendicitis, and then I had my surgery and Christmas preparations in December. After that, I had a huge case of writer's block and it took me a lot to try and get back to this story and update. I'm going to make a big effort to have longer chapters. The support and reviews I have gotten on this story have blown me away. I don't consider myself a strong writer but I will do my best to put forth more chapters for you guys! Hopefully, I'll be updating soon! Thanks! ~AmaryllisPotter
Steve POV
Steve was nervous, incredibly nervous. He hadn't been this nervous since he asked out Peggy. Peggy…. He thought. It had been so long ago…. 70 years in fact, but it felt like just yesterday he had seen Peggy walking into the bar with her red lipstick and pin curls hips swaying as she walked up to him. He thought about how she looked now in the nursing home, weak and feeble, losing her memory. It was made his heart ache. Fierce, bright Peggy stuck in a nursing home with dementia.
But now he had a chance to start anew. It was strange meeting someone like Amaryllis. You don't just waltz into a bar and meet someone as unique as Amaryllis, with her blood red hair, and vibrant green eyes. It wasn't just her looks too, Amaryllis was a breath of fresh air, and she wasn't like the dames he saw nowadays on the streets, with their eyes glued to phones. He could tell she had been through tough times too. The look in her eyes was haunting like she had been in a war and seen comrades die, and seen bloodshed. It was what he saw every time he looked in the mirror. Not only that, but Amaryllis was a good listener, he was able to open up to her, to tell her of the pain of waking 70 years in the future to find all his comrades and friends dead. He was able to tell her of the suffocating feeling of cold, deep, icy water and how it surrounded him and haunted his dreams, always choking him. But he brushed those thoughts away and hurried to get ready so he wouldn't be late.
Steve got up and jumped in the shower, mechanically washing his hair and body, as he reflected upon his conversations with Amaryllis, or Amy as she said to her. After a quick shower, Steve brushed his teeth, combed his hair, and dressed in khakis and a brown leather jacket. It was comforting to have clothes similar to the ones he used to wear back in the 40s when the most exciting thing was getting beat up by a new gang every week. As Steve headed out the door, he pushed all thoughts of the 40s and Peggy out of his mind and instead thought of Amy and the possible future he had with her.
Amy POV
Amy was excited and a tad nervous. It had been so long since she had gone on a date, 5 years in fact. She hadn't opened her heart to anyone since Fred's death. After the war and the funerals, Amy had studied quite hard to get her NEWTS and applied at St Mungo's to become a healer. She discovered that she had quite the knack for knowing how to heal, muggle or magical. After 3 years of intensive study, both magical and muggle, Amy was a certified healer and had gotten her doctorate, one of the few things she was proud of. After handing custody of Teddy to Andromeda, who she knew would raise him better than she could, except for a twice a year two-week visit. Amy moved to the United States with a clean slate. She applied for a job at a well-known hospital and moved into a two bedroom apart, quickly getting settled in. It had been two years since then, and Amy was quite happy with her life, and then she met Steve.
Steve was a perfect gentleman if a bit old fashioned. But of course, that was to be expected considering he'd grown up in the 1940s. He was sweet and helpful, yet he wasn't a sexist pig like some men of his time, who believed that women should stay at home and never work. She was quite independent thank you! After reminiscing on Fred for a bit and daydreaming about Steve (those muscles how the heck did he get those?) Amy got up and proceeded to make up her bed that was completely covered in pillows in varying shades of blue and turquoise. She then stumbled and tripped her way over to the bathroom, where she proceeded to immediately turn on the hot water and jump right in the shower yelping "Holy mother of fudgemuffins" as an icy spray of water droplets hit her. Thankfully the water soon heated up. Amy finished showering and quickly brushed her hair, braiding a few flyaway strands back and pulling them all together with a black velvet ribbon. Amy then proceeded to sing loudly in a very off key voice "What doesn't kill you makes you stronger, stand a little taller doesn't mean I'm lonely when I'm alone" while applying some mascara and a bit of light pink lipstick. She then proceeded to dress in an off the shoulder plum colored top with dark jeans and black flats.
As Amy made her way to the kitchen she promptly tripped over her cat Calypso, and cursed "Bloody Hell! I'm getting clumsier every day aren't I Calypso?" She narrowed her eyes when Calypso hissed at her and said indignantly, "It's not my fault! You were the one who was lying in the hallway, and we both know I'm extremely clumsy!" After feeding Calypso, Amy began to make herself some tea, the best way for her to wake up in the morning. While making the tea, Amy was yakking up a storm to Calypso telling her all about Steve. "He's quite sweet and a gentleman, when he asked me to dance he even called me ma'am! Can you believe that Calypso? Nobody has manners like that today!" At this Calypso purred in agreement as if to say "It's not like you have any either." Amy made a face and said "Don't you get a smart mouth with me missy!" then she groaned, "I can't believe it! I'm turning into a cat lady!" With that Amy's tea finished and she sat down with a sigh. "You know Calypso, I think I'm scared. I'm scared of opening up my heart to someone after," here her voice faltered, "after Fred died." At this, Amy blinked back tears, and whispered, "You have a new chance at love Amaryllis! Don't you dare waste this!" She then dumped the rest of her tea down the sink and proceeded to give Calypso one last scratch before walking out the door to meet Steve for coffee.
Well, I hope you guys liked the chapter. Next chapter will be their first date and some cute fluff. I should be updating within a week or two. Let me know what you think. Any comments, ideas or constructive criticism is appreciated! Thank you so much! Lots of love, ~AmaryllisPotter