Apologies for the slightly late update! This has been my only day off for this week and time has run away from me! Hope you all enjoy.

Disclaimer: I do not own any Marvel characters that may be used or any Marvel storylines or arcs.

Claimer: I only own the character Elizabeth Jones (Lowri Jones and any other names she uses) and her story past, present and future.

Recap

"Just make sure you do nothing ridicules." Lowri said, tipping the contents of her glass down her throat.

Nick smiled, "No promises." He turned back to her.

"Well, while you work on our issue downstairs, I think I'll start training those new recruits we've brought in." Lowri said, she pushed her glass away and got to her feet.

"Are you sure that's wise?" Nick asked, shooting her a careful look as they headed back for the elevator. "You just drank like half the bottle of whisky."

"And I'm 100% sober." Lowri said firmly. "Honestly, Nick, I can't get drunk. The whisky hasn't taken effect at all."

They went their separate ways, Nick headed down to his office to continue working on Project Stripes and Lowri headed own to the training rooms to help with the training.

That was her way to help deal with the issue at hand. She has no idea how she's supposed to act now and she was sure that every agent that knew her history with the unconscious man lying in their medical bay was eyeing her carefully, watching her reactions and it set her on edge.

Helping with the new recruits certainly helped keep her mind busy but the six weeks that passed from finding Steve alive to him finally waking up, it was exhausting.

Lowri visited Steve each evening before she left to go home. She sat with him in his room in the medic bat for half an hour each night, sometimes she talks about her work and her life and other times she just sat there watching him sleep.

It was so strange to see him in this modern world. It was so strange to see him again, in fact. He looked so peaceful as he slept in a deep sleep that no one could shake him from.

While she sat there, Lowri's mind often went back to their last shared moment together, that wonderful kiss that she instigated and her last words to him.

After about four weeks, Steve was moved from the medical bay in the Triskelion and he was taken to the New York S. H. I. E. L. D. base, on Lowri's suggestion. New York was the place where Steve was raised and he lived there for his short adult life before joining the army. It would be good for him to wake up in a city he knew.

Lowri stayed in DC when Steve was moved. After another long week, Lowri was called in by Nick, he informed her that Steve's breathing became shallower and he was moving his fingers were so slightly and his eyelids were almost flickering. Steve was finally showing signs of waking up and Lowri was there as quickly as she could.

Lowri went straight up to Nick's office and the first thing she said was: Is he awake yet?

"He's waking up." Nick stated, he turned to Lowri and she nodded her head quickly.

"Have you got precautions ready for when he wakes up?" Lowri asked, she looked out of the window and spied the civilians going about their day, unknowing what was happening just feet away. Lowri felt as though the world had stopped.

"Yeah, we're putting him in a 1940's stimulated environment, just so we can calm him down before we break the news. Slowly. We're not gonna overload him." Nick said.

"I guess waking up in another century is pretty shocking." Lowri said, turning her head back to him and smiling at Nick. "As long as you don't make it like a circus show."

"I promise I won't." Nick said with a smile.

"And you have to be careful, Steve's strong. If he wakes up and catches onto that it's fake, there's a good chance that he's gonna break free." Lowri said.

"I've taken that into consideration, Ri." Nick said slowly.

"Good. I don't want anything bad to happen." She said.

The week that followed was tense for all agents close to the case, as well as Lowri. But, despite the suspension building up all week, she was ready to pack up and leave New York, she was tired of waiting and waiting for something that might never happen.

Each day, she visited Steve's room for a few minutes and looked in. She actually liked just watching him sleep. It was something she had never got to enjoy back then.

There were no machines attached to him, but he was monitored differently. The room was like a stage set inside a bigger room, there was a backdrop against every window displaying 1940's New York and hidden speakers, playing the sounds of 1940's New York.

When Lowri first entered the room and it was all silent, she felt as though she was actually back in the 1940's New York.

The room was set up to look like an old American private hospital room even with the radio playing a 1940's game.

She was scared to be in the room with him, that's why she only stayed for a few minutes. What if he wakes up and she has to explain that everyone he knew was either dead or very old and bid-ridden. She doesn't want to have that job.

Lowri stood in a room just off from the larger room, completely separate from everyone else. Not by choice, they had all left to go on their lunch break and Lowri decided to skip.

"There's no change." Nick said from the doorway. This was the third day of waiting out, hoping that Steve would finally wake up but so far, he's only displaying signs of very light sleep.

The monitor displaying the camera feed from within Steve's hospital room was in front of her, playing the same image over and over again, Steve lying on the bed, unmoving.

"It's antagonising." Lowri sighed, she turned from the monitor and looked at Nick standing in the doorway.

"He'll wake up." Nick said, he stepped into the room and stopped beside her. "He just needs time. He's been in a deep sleep."

Lowri nodded her head slowly and crossed her arms over her chest, "It's the wait that's killing me."

"We never talked about what you're gonna do when he wakes up." Nick said, leaning on the counter in front of them.

"I don't know what I'll do, Nick." Lowri said, she shrugged her shoulders and then brought her hand up to touch the necklace around her neck. "I could run away in fear because I'm a changed woman, or I could run right towards him and kiss him. But he's going to have so much to adjust to, he has to learn to adjust to a new century with advanced technology, different food, different ways of life and he has to learn all the deaths and illnesses."

"What about you?" Nick asked slowly.

"That, we can both agree on." Nick said humorously.

Lowri rolled her eyes but she turned to him with a sad look on her face. "What should I do, Nick?" She asked, she tilted her head slightly and smiled warmly, "Come on, I need your wise head."

"I think you're the wise one, Ri." Nick said, turning to her. "You need to do what you think you need to do. I'll stick by your decision, whatever you decide."

Lowri groaned, "But I don't know what to do. If I tell him… then I've gotta explain what I am and why I've kept my secret for so long and why I didn't tell him. But I know that if I see him again, I'm just going to blurt out everything. I did the last time I saw him."

She turned from Nick as flashes of her last conversation with Steve passed her mind. It wasn't even a real conversation, she told him that she loved him and he had stared at her stupidly.

"I'll keep you updated." Nick said before turning and leaving her in the room once more.

Lowri dropped her head and groaned. What would she do when Steve woke up?

"Good morning." A woman's voice rang out through the room and Lowri snapped her head up. Steve was awake. Lowri's breath quickened as her eyes searched the monitor above her.

Steve sat on the bed with his hands braced on either side of him on the bed, he was looking right at the female agent dressed as a nurse from the 40's, watching her sceptically.

She'd missed him waking up! She missed it!

"Or should I say, good afternoon?" The agent continued, keeping the smile on her face but she should have already clocked on to how Steve was looking so tense.

Steve was very cautious and Lowri's heart swelled with pride as she saw the sceptical look on his face. Here he is, having woken from an almost seventy-year sleep yet he was still the man she knew him to be, sharp.

He wasn't even drowsy. His eyes darted around the room, quickly taking everything in and then he turned his head to the radio. Lowri could see the cogs turning in his mind and he looked back at the agent.

"Where am I?" Steve asked, his voice gave away nothing that would alert the agent standing in front of him. She smiled widely at him.

"You're in a recovery room in New York." The agent answered, she had been instructed to deliver her answers in ways that were truthful and not to give away too much detail.

"Where am I really?" Steve asked, this time his voice was deeper and it made him sound a little more dangerous and serious, he got to his feet quickly and the agent knew they were going into deep territory now.

"I'm afraid, I don't understand." The agent said quietly.

"The game." Steve said firmly, he jerked his head towards the radio, all the while keeping his glare aimed at the agent. "It's from May 1941, I know because I was there." Steve said, his eyes searched the agent's once more. "Now, I'm going to ask you one more time. Where am I?" Steve asked, he closed the gap between the agent and himself so there were only two steps separating them. Close enough to be intimidating, but far away enough not to hurt her.

The agent pressed the alarm button she carried and two fully kitted out agents kicked the door open with their rifles at the ready.

Steve's hands went flying up to show he meant no harm and to caution the kitted-out agents.

The two agents stepped around the female agent and she moved to press herself against the wall.

Steve didn't make the first move, the two agents stepped forwards again, rifles still raised and they tried to calm him but Steve wasn't having any of that.

He threw both of the agents against one of the walls and since the walls are made out of plaster, the two agents crashed through and it just so happened that the wall that gave away was the one with the only camera mounted up.

The camera went offline straightaway and Lowri went blind. She pushed off from the table and threw herself out of the door. She spied him disappearing around the corner and she pushed herself harder.

"All agents, Code 13. I repeat, Code 13." The female agent announced. The warning sounded throughout the entire building and as Lowri came out into the main hallway, she could see most of the agents were on the floor, all unharmed, just shoved out of the way and shocked.

Lowri's hair flew out behind her as she ran, luckily, she had her earpiece in and Nick reported to her that Steve had left the building and was heading for Time Square.

Her chest burned as she ran, her breathing was shallow and fast as she left the building and paused when she saw the crowds outside, she managed to work through the crowds and headed for Time Square.

She came to stop on the outskirts of a large crowd of people, all gathered around the large black cars belonging to S. H. I. E. L. D. and right in the middle of this circle was Steve.

Lowri pushed her hair away from her face as the crowds pressed forward. She had to push her way forward, shoving people out of the way.

Steve looked so confused as he spun in a circle, taking in the cars, the tourists, the shops, the over-the-top lighting and the big screens up on the buildings. Nick stood by the side of one of the cars, calmly looking at Steve. Steve seemed to be ignoring whatever Nick was saying.

"You've been asleep, Cap, for almost seventy years." Nick said, his words hung in the air and this drew Steve's attention. Steve turned back to Nick with wide eyes.

"It's just," He let out a sigh and then looked back at the crowds around him. "I had a date."

As Steve looked over the crowds, his eyes nearly came to rest upon her but before he could see her, she turned on her heel and her hair flew out behind her as she made the tough decision to not make herself known to him just yet. But she wants to talk to him. She's torn.

She had heard the defeat in his voice and her heart ached for him.

"Get back to the office, Ri." Nick ordered over comms. Lowri didn't have the heart to complain, she simply pushed her way out of the crowds and legged it back to the base.

She slowed her pace when she reached the base, she forced herself to breath calmly as she walked through the main reception to the elevator. She remained calm throughout the ride but as soon as she got to her office, she collapsed into her chair and put her face in her hands.

"We're coming back to you. Do you wanna see him?" Nick asked over comms.

Lowri inhaled deeply and made her decision quickly. Steve had almost seen her in Time Square but she knew it was time for him to see her.

"Bring him to me." She said quickly.

I'm busy all week this week and most of next week so I'm not too sure when the next update is, hopefully I'll have some time to spare!

Thanks all for reading, hope to hear off you.

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