Hey, whats up? This is the last chapter :)

A cold breeze grazed her face as Maria Hill slowly walked around in the cemetery. In the distance she could hear birds cry but other than that everything was silent. She had payed her father respect. Somehow she had gotten closure by shouting at his grave like a lunatic, she had told him everything she kept inside of her for all those years, she had told him what a great job he did at fucking her up- at making her emotionally unstable.

Maria pulled her jacket tighter around her. Her hand was still tightly clutching the rose and she felt how the thorns made their way into the soft flesh of her hand, blood warmly running down her wrist. Maria didn't care. A drop of blood fell onto the ground. The thorns tearing into her flesh gave her no pain at all, it was nothing compared to her inner turmoil. She had lost him before she even had him. Maria looked upon all the grey tombstones and thought about the people lying underneath, how it wasn't easy for them either to leave this world and to leave their loved ones behind. One single tear made its way down Marias cheek when she had reached her destination. Steve Rogers.

Nobody had taken it easy. Now they detested her even more, they thought it was her fault. Maria had studied each avenger closely when Fury spread the news. All of them were trying to keep their emotions hidden but eventually they came bubbling out. They all looked genuanly sad and not one of them would crack a smile for the next few days. All of them dealt with their emotions the only way they knew. Stark joked around a lot, Clint hid behind his irony, Banner disappeared into the science lab and buried himself with work and Natasha trained a lot, pushing herself to the very end. They haven't just lost a teammate they have lost a good friend too. But for Maria it was different she had lost her teammate, her best friend, one of the only people she ever trusted and most importantly her love. Maria didn't know how to deal with that pain so she did the only thing she knew, she built up thick walls around her and was as unapprochable as ever. She seeked out isolation and solitude. Nobody talked to her unless it was absolutely necessary. The rest of the world saw Maria as a cold, emotionless woman with a heart of stone, only Steve saw the insecure, somewhat warm and funny woman she really was.

Maria had tried opening up for Steves sake but she couldn't. Steve had been her column to lean on, without him she just collapsed. He was the one pushing her and without him she didn't have a reason too go on. Now all she had was an emty space inside of her and pain, a pain that would never go away and follow her like a shadow. A pain, which would always hang over her like a cloud.

At nights when Maria got tired, she had been staring at her door all day waiting for Steve to come back, praying for him to pop his head through the door. She put on his shirt, he once forgot it after one of their nights together. Wearing his shirt she wouldn't feel completely alone and abandoned- unloved.

The t-shirt smelled like him. His scent filled her nose. It was sweet but the memory burned. She looked back at the empty side of the bed where he should be. She closed her eyes. There he was. She blindly reached to the spot where his body should rest. She was expecting to touch the face that encompassed her mind's eyes, instead it hit the soft cotton fabric of the pillow. When her hand hit the pillow a whole new feeling of loss consumed her. She curled up under the sheets coming to a full realization that he's not here, that he's not going to come back.

An icy wind brought Maria back to reality. She threw the rose onto his grave and finally she felt ready: "I love you too."

Another tear made its way down her cheek.

She cried two tears for Steve Rogers, two tears more than she did for anybody else, including her father.

Steve Rogers was special, Steve Rogers is special.

I decided to go with the sad ending, because, well, Steve and Maria riding of into the sunset and living happily ever after just didnt strike me as something they would do.

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