Large chapter! :) Thank you so much for all the reviews! I already have 19 and I'm just shocked (In a good way)! I thought no one was interested in this story and I'm so glad for the feedback, it cheers me up to write!

A scene from this chapter belongs to Mayu (Mayura Potts), who wrote it in Spanish in a one shot and I decided to include it in the fic because it's amazing and I loved it so much. If you don't know it, the OC of Deanna belonged to her and I hope you adore her as much as I do.

Anyway, I'm including another original character (if you follow my videos maybe you'll recognize her, her name is Riley and she's portrayed by Leven Rambin –I'm thinking to write a fic for her because her story it's too much complicated to include it in here, Idk, I'll think about it. Someone's interested by the way?)

[Germany, November 1944]

He woke up the moment someone touched his shoulder. The eyes flew open trying to focus on something; the first thing he could see was a vague face upon him. "Aaron… Aaron." A voice shouted his name but it seemed very far to him, the eyes blinked confused. There was peace in his sleep, now he was awake he could feel the pain through his body. "Come on, soldier." A woman –no, a girl, he corrected himself. A couple of blue eyes were looking at him with worry and desperation, she was calling his name to make him react but all he could do was looking at her confused. She was an angel –with her blue eyes and her golden wavy hair.

"Am I dead?" Aaron whispered and the girl laughed with sarcasm.

"Not yet, soldier." She answered rude. The angels weren't rude –or at least that was her mother said to him at the church.

He tried to sit up with the girl's help and instantly a painful shiver went across his spine. The memories of what happened before the awaking returned to him in flashed: They were in Germany trying to find another Hydra's hideout when someone shouted his name –maybe Steve? Then the explosion trapped him inside the old warehouse and five followers of Hydra fell over him. They didn't kill him as he thought it would happen, no, Red Skull had another plans for him.

"Are you okay? You're looking… paler." The girl broke his thoughts and he nodded slowly. His torso was full of dry blood but there wasn't a wound on his skin. "What happened to you?" The blond wanted to know and her eyes rolled to the table next to them. It was full of surgical instruments covered in blood –maybe his blood? He couldn't say… That part of his memories was missing.

"I don't know." Aaron murmured and with her help he stood up. His legs answered well when tried to walk, with every movement he felt better and better -Actually too much better. Before they left the room he turned back to see the table again and a question resounded in his head: Why? Why him? "Who are you by the way? You look very young to be… amm… a soldier." Aaron leaned on her to run faster –she was stronger than he thought at first sight.

"I'm Riley." She answered like those words were sufficient to understand was going on. "Bow your head!" The girl pushed him away and before Aaron could realize what happened an enemy fell dead at the end of the corridor. "They know we're here!"

"We?" Riley was carrying a bow –what original weapon to wear in a war where the soldiers carried powerful guns and grenades. "Give me a gun or something!" Aaron asked when a couple of German soldiers appeared with no good intentions. Riley looked at him. Her eyes showed her mistrust. She didn't trust him at all to give him a weapon. "You'll need support!" It only took three seconds to her to kill the two men.

"I don't think so."

They had to be quicker to escape from there alive. Even she was younger than him the girl had a better training –she was faster, stronger and she was extraordinary lethal with the bow. "Are you from the army?" Aaron asked when they stopped in a safe zone –he needed to catch some breath before they could continue with the escape. "I don't think they accept children…"

"I'm eighteen years old." She complained giving him a withering look totally offended. "But no, I'm not from the army. Well, not the army you know." Aaron blinked confused, the girl was hiding too much secrets.

"And your parents are okay with this?" He pointed at her bow. For the first time Aaron realized what she was wearing. It wasn't a uniform of a soldier. Her clothes were mostly black but in the sleeves of the shirt there was an eagle colored in red and inside of it there was the American flag painted in white.

"My parents are dead." She answered with fierce eyes and Aaron knew instantly he mustn't bring up that topic. "Come on, we need to move." But before he could do anything, she stopped him putting a hand in his chest. "I trust you." She was offering him a little knife with her free hand –well, Aaron thought, it was a start. "I know you're a good person."

Bucky was waiting outside shooting anyone with the intention of entering the place. "Good to see you're alive, Strauss!" He smiled to him but his eyes showed a different emotion –they we're looking directly to the dry blood with mistrust. "I counted eight sons of a bitch." Bucky leaned his head to point the dead bodies in the ground.

"Bad for you, I counted ten." Aaron shrugged his shoulders when the soldier looked at him trying to confirm if the information was true or not –it could be eight, ten, thousands… He wasn't counting; his recent missing memories worried him too much. "I win, Barnes." She smiled with triumph and he grumped while tried to mess up the braids of her hair –she always putted up this way, two braids of golden hair like her mother used to do to her. "Stop! Stop!" She begged laughing and trying to escape from his evil hands, Bucky finally messed up one of the braids but the other resisted.

"Don't go away; this is your reward for winning! You-" But then his eyes catch the silhouette of a person coming, so he shut up like nothing happened –Riley tried to braid her hair again. "Here comes the party man."

"I'm glad you're alive, soldier." Aaron nodded when Steve stopped in front of him; he was wearing his Captain America suit and carrying his shield with his left hand.

"Thanks for coming for me…" Aaron whispered knowing it was his fault he ended in the enemy's hands, he entered to the warehouse without his Captain permission.

"Every man counts for me, Strauss." And his eyes rolled instantly to the girl, even though Riley was trying to cover herself behind Bucky's Steve could see her perfectly. "I thought I was very clearly when I told to you to go home, kiddo."

"Yeah, you were." Riley complained remembering their conversation –it hadn't been a good start. "But—"

"No." He interrupted her with authority. "You must go home, Riley."

"That's what I want but I don't know how!" Riley cried out with desperation trying to convince him to change his mind. If he threw her out, she wouldn't know where to go. "Without Tess I can't go home by my own."

"I don't want to interrupt you but…" Steve looked at his best friend; Bucky was pointing the place where Aaron used to be. "Where's Strauss?"

[Stark Tower, Actual day]

"The walls are coming closer!" Summer was shouting loudly while taking down the photographs Sullivan putted in the wall for her. "You have to understand I'll not remember any of this! Agh! This is so… Useless!" Sully was looking at her in silent trying to convince himself that Summer wasn't saying that mean words seriously –she was suffocated for being prisoned in the tower. Tony gave him the permission to go away; he could walk across the streets of New York without caring someone will recognize him. But Summer had to be in there for the rest of her life –for the civilization she was dead, she died the day of the car crash.

"Just calm down…" She gave him a withering look when he talked. Sully sighed and tried to think how to convince Tony it was safe for Summer to go away from the tower –a little walk wouldn't kill anyone, right? "Why you don't ask the blue man for help? Maybe he can talk to Tony and—"

"And that's a crappy idea." Summer was collecting all the photos and putting them back to the box, Sully landed his head to the right.

"Why? I think he likes you." The girl laughed with sarcasm and sat down near to him.

"Or maybe he likes you."

"I wish." Summer smiled to him when Sully licked his lips with lust. "What? He's cute, don't say he's not." She shrugged her shoulders with indifference but her mind was remembering his lovely face –he had beautiful eyes to lose you in them, his cheeks used to blush a lot every time Sully made lust commentary about anything and his lips… She was wondering how they will taste. But that will be impossible to know; now she was out of touch because of her new gift.

"Ok, He's cute, that doesn't mean anything."

"Oh, come on!" Sully smiled mischievous and got closer to her. "It doesn't mean anything he trusted you even you're… you? Even your father didn't trust you, Summer, but he did. Ask yourself why."

"Because he's Captain America!" Summer stood up and putter the hands on her hips. "Don't mess the things up, Sullivan."

"I'm not messing anything, Sum'! It's not just his unbelievable trust in you. You didn't see how he looked at me every time I talk about you? It's the personification of the jealously. I think he thinks we're a couple." Sully whispered the last thing very confused, he wasn't used to people looked at them like they were lovers –they usually notice he wasn't after the opposite gender. "Do I look straight?"

"What?" Summer flew her eyes –why he wouldn't think that about them? Why he wouldn't care if they were a couple or not? Stupid Sullivan, he was messing with her head again. He used to do that things a lot after she broke up with Benjamin years ago –looking for a new boyfriend to her everywhere they went.

Wait. Benjamin Scott. She remembered him. How? And not just him. She remembered Sully's past attempts to find her a couple.

"Talking of the devil…" Sully whispered when Steve entered to the room they were occupying. Summer avoided his image feeling too ashamed to look at him right now. "What are you doing here, Stevie?" Sully asked to the Captain with a big smile in his face. "Maybe searching for your other half?"

"What…?" Steve blinked confused and Sullivan shrugged his shoulders with innocence –the pizza maker noticed Summer's eyes, they were killing him. "I just came here to—"

"Yeah, yeah, whatever." Sullivan interrupted him standing up with a big mischievous smile on his face. "Summer and I were wondering if you'll do us a favor… Summer is freaking out here, she needs to take some fresh air BUT Tony wouldn't give her the permission if we ask him."

"I'm ok, don't listen him." She said interrupting his friend's words. Steve rolled his eyes to her, Summer was organizing the photos again or at least that's what Steve thought. What Summer was actually doing was searching for Ben's photo. She found it instantly. She could recognize him even without the name Sully putted down to it to help her to remember. He had dark eyes –they weren't anything like Steve's, and oh she remembered how his lips tasted. Warmer. Authoritarian. He used to take the control of the situation.

"But maybe if you ask him…" Sully saw instantly Steve thought it would be a bad idea –what if Summer touched someone without wanting? It was too dangerous. "And you offer yourself to take care of the situation… I mean…, I could do it but Tony doesn't trust me… But he trusts you. And Summer trusts you. Everything is about trust, y'now. And it's not like I'm asking you to have a date with my friend but it would be cool. Right?"

"What?" Steve was more confused now than before. Sully sighed and turned around to ask for Summer's help in this, then he saw her.

She was holding Ben's photograph. And oh, he recognized that expression of her face. "NO!" Sully took the photo away from her, Summer blinked confused and looked up to see her friend. "Ben is your past, that's why he's on the box. Past, alright?" But then he realized on something. "Wait… You remember him?"

"Maybe…" She whispered knowing her friend was really upset about it.

"You have everyone to remember and you fucking chose Ben? Seriously? Over Winnie? Over Judith? Over me? Unbelievable!" Sully ran out to the exit cursing the ex-police in whispers, slamming the door violently leaving the Captain and number six inside the room completely alone. But Sully wasn't thinking about that in that moment. He looked at the photo of Benjamin. Number Four had been a really bad boyfriend for his friend but now he was too dangerous to let her fall in love with him. Ben was avid of power and he wouldn't stop until the avengers fall onto his knees –he was the hero of the story, once he said before Aaron and Sully got separated from the group to protect Summer, not them.

"Do you want to go outside?" Steve broke the silent between them, Summer flew her eyes open exciting for the idea but also they were full of fear of hurting someone. "I'd ask Tony if you want."

"Will you do that for me?"

Tony was in the last floor where he got a large combination of kitchen and dining room, DUM-E had cooked pancakes and the smell of the sweet food wrapped the place. Pepper was sitting in front of him, talking with a smile on her face while Tony was listening her without caring of something else. He loved her –maybe more than he would admit it. Steve could see it perfectly because that's what he always wanted –what he thought he could have with Peggy before he lost her forever. "The man with the plan!" Tony smiled to him. "You're spending too much time in my place; I guess it's a reason for it."

"Yeah, catching Aaron is one of my priorities at this moment." He responded calmly. Pepper saluted him with a head movement. "I'm here to ask you for a favor." Tony nodded giving him the permission to continue it. "Amm… I know this sounds crazy but… I think—"

"Hello, Potts-Stark!" Phoebe entered to the room with her usually positive energy. She was holding a pile of documents with one hand and with the other a cup of coffee. "Oh, and Rogers. Hello, Captain, everything is okay?" Tony stood up and helped her to carry the papers; he seemed very interested in them. "Are you living here right now, Cap?"

"It seems, right?" Tony answered for him with a strange mischievous smile in his face. "Thanks, Pikachu." Phoebe raised one of her eyebrows but no complained about it –she was used to the nickname after all. "You were saying something, right Capcicle? Go on." Steve doubted to continue with the asking, maybe Sullivan was right. Maybe it was too dangerous. "Do me a favor, Phoebs, destroy the documents now."

"WHAT" A couple sparkles electrified her blond hair. "I've been classified the information all day! And now you want me to destroy it? Like nothing happened?" She was freaking out 'cause there wasn't just the work of a one day –she spent the all night talking with different foreign labs for favors. Tony wanted the maxim indiscretion; he couldn't even upload the information in Jarvis's system fearing someone will hack it. "No way."

"Please, Phoebs, this is important." The girl grumped but took again the pile of papers after drunk her coffee. "Thanks, Pik'" She gave him a withering look. "Again, Cap, you were saying…"

"What's on the documents?" Steve asked confused, mistrust and, what the hell, curious about it. Tony moved his head in order to tell him there wasn't anything to worry about it. "Don't hide anything, Stark, we're together in this." But he knew Tony wouldn't say a word. The Stark didn't trust him –maybe because the Captain was interested in joining Shield to protect people. "Summer wants to go out of the tower and I need your permission for it." Tony blinked totally confused.

"My permission?" He heard Pepper's laugh and his eyes left half closed. "I'm not his father, Cap, you don't need my permission to ask her out. And for the god's sake, no one ask for the permission of the father." Steve blushed and stammered something to excuse himself –he wasn't asking for a date, or at least not a date date as Tony was thinking. "Calm yourself, Womanizer, I understand what you tried to mean." Steve sighed relieved. "Still being dangerous... But we can keep her here forever or we're going to lose her trust, we can't afford that. Aaron could take advantage of it."

"That's a yes?" Pepper interrupted him offering a cup of tea to Steve, the soldier took it with a thankful smile. It was warm and helped him to stay calm and reasonable. Tony rolled his eyes –there was too much factors to think about it… But then he putted himself in her place. She needed to go out before went more crazy.

"I guess it is."

[Aaron's hideout, Actual day]

He knew they were plotting against his orders. Jake and Benjamin were looking at each other without opening the mouth but that didn't mean anything. Number Five could talk to him using her ability, having a conversation in Ben's mind. The two experiments felt that the things were going too slow and The Avengers were winning some advantage… Aaron knew they had to be careful –after all, Steve and Riley knew him too well; they could see his movements coming. "Maybe I'm old but don't you think I'm stupid." Finally he decided to break the private conversation between them; Jake was the first to look at him like nothing was going on.

"Why we don't have Summer by our side, boss?" Ben asked with his eyes sparkling rage, he failed at his mission to take Winnie back but Aaron didn't seem to care about it now. His plans were only waiting. "Her ability could be the difference between winning or not… We could use her against the Avengers now she has their trust."

"We're not using my daughter." The scientist complained and Jacquelin stood up from her sit, she was looking tired of waiting too. He could hear her voice in his head: when Seven would wake? She wanted to know and Aaron answered carefully. "It's not the time yet, Five." Oh, he had to be careful with her… Jake was smarted than he thought. Summer wasn't the best weapon to have by their side, Seven was. He was the perfect one. His best work. When? She insisted wanting to know it so badly. "When I'll say so."

But Jake wasn't listening him now. Her eyes rolled to the door, worried, scared. "You never wanted to take the risks, Aaron." A new voice interrupted the conversation. Zola was next to the new guest. It was a man who had a red skull for face; he was wearing a black and elegant suit. "You're too weak and your followers know it." The man said with disgust and looked directly to the scientist, who had flown his eyes open in surprise. Red Skull was supposed to be dead. But now he was there, like the years didn't pass for him like Zola or Steve Rogers. "Tell me, Aaron, what are you expecting to happen? You gave the name of your wife to your enemies and when they'll find out whose Lynette… No, when they'll find out where is she this battle will be over to you."

"Lynette won't help them." Red Skull laughed with sarcasm. "She's—"

"Don't worry, Aaron, I took care of her." Then his eyes moved to Benjamin, who looked at him with exciting –that man was bringing the action to them. "Your boy is right, we can use the girl in our favor." Aaron looked down biting his lip –he wasn't expecting including Summer in this, she needed to be away from their plans. "From now on, I'm taking the control of the situation."

[The streets of New York, Actual day]

Steve chose the streets that were emptier of people –they wouldn't go much far from the Stark Tower, just the enough distance to forget that it was a prison for her. Summer stopped at every shop window to see her reflection in it, she furrowed her brow not linking the image was seeing. Pepper lent her a dress and after insisted half an hour Summer finally accept it to wear it. "It's… It's really uncomfortable." She whispered looking at the dress like it was a new torture. "I want my other clothes back."

"You can't wear the pajama all day." Steve replied. Phoebe bought her a lot of new clothes because the girl only had the hospital nightdress, but Summer never showed interested on them. She wore the pajama all day in the tower or some sports clothes, they're comfortable and adjusted perfectly to her movements. "And the dress fits you, you look… Cute."

"Cute as a doll." She complained. Not only was the clothes, Potts and Book brushed her hair and putted some make up in her face –she clicked her tongue disgusted. "I don't want to look cute. I can't move with this!" She pointed the dress blaming Tony's girlfriend for it. "I should wear gloves…"

"It's okay, Summer, everything is going to be fine." He swore to her and his eyes moved to the near cafeteria. "Are you hungry?" The girl shrugged her shoulders with indifference, all she could think about was feeling the sun warming her skin again and the fresh air filling her lungs. "We can—" But realized the girl had stopped again when he got closer Steve saw what she was looking at. "Do you want one?" Summer entered before Steve could get his answer, the girl was hypnotized by the different types of ice cream that filled the shop.

"Hello." The woman who owned the ice-cream shop smiled to them. Summer pointed one of the types –the vanilla one.

"Mum used to buy us one the first day of summer." Steve heard her whispering like her thought were in another time or another place. "Mum always said it was my day and Winnie complained about it, she freaked out every time someone told her that her day was the first day of winter." Her eyes were too sad thinking about times that went away too soon. "I miss them…"

"Ok, this one is for you, sweetheart." The woman offered the ice cream to Summer and she took it before Steve could react. He was too concentrated thinking about her words that didn't realize the dangerous situation. Summer's eyes shined with excitement –she was going to taste the ice cream for the first time…! Couldn't remember its flavor. Her fingers touched the woman's…

And nothing happened. "Which ice cream do you want, mister?"

"I…" Steve was too shocked to answer. Why Summer's ability wasn't working? The woman looked at him confused. "I just…" Summer was licking the ice cream like nothing happened –she didn't absorb anything from the woman. "Nothing, ma'am, just her ice cream." He paid and then they went out from the ice cream shop. "Summer…"

"It's delicious! Taste it, it's amazing." She interrupted him and offered him the food, Steve shook his head no and Summer smiled to him thankful. "I own you a lot of favors…" He smiled to her and ensured there wasn't anything to thanks; anyone would do the same in his place. "No… Not everyone trusts me enough." Her cheeks blushed when the dialogue with Sully resounded in her mind, he still thought the Captain felt something for her. "Can I ask you a personal question?" They were crossing the street when the zone felt familiar in her mind, I'd been here a thousand times a voice said in her head and she tried to remember. "This way."

"Summer." He called her trying to stop the girl without touching but she didn't listen him at all, Summer walked quickly forgetting the ice cream –it fall from her hand to the ground. "Summer!" He insisted following her but she seemed hypnotized by her thoughts. "We have to go back, the walk is over." Finally Steve held her by the shoulders and Summer raised one of her hands to point somewhere behind him, when he turned around to see what's going on the Captain saw an old and abandoned theater.

"Can we go there before we have to go back? Please." She begged looking at him in the eyes. "Judith and I used to go every summer to see one of the ballets." Steve nodded slowly being careful. Summer didn't remember anything from his life but now it seems all her memories were coming back all together… It puzzled him that happened just the day we went away from the tower. "Please, Captain… Please."

[Asgard, actual day]

The peace had been restored in three of the nine realms. The soldiers were getting home to take some rest and celebrated the good news before they had to travel to another one, Sif encouraged him to join them in order to forget all his worried thoughts but Thor excused himself again. He wasn't in the mood of celebration. "Take a drink for me." He said to her and before she could add something else, the future king went away making his way to Heimdall's place. The goddess knew perfectly it had something to do with the Midgard but the thunder god wouldn't admit it. "I received your message."

"I saw it." The watcher turned around to see his future young king. "There's a celebration out there, maybe you wanted to join them before we had this conversation." Thor shook his head no and smiled a little, he had anything to celebrate. Yeah, he was happy for the peace… But his heart didn't feel joy at that moment. "Your father is worried about you; he asked me if I could see why."

"And what did you say to him?" He asked calmly without worrying so much. It was a waste of time; his father couldn't do anything to make the things better. No one could.

"What I'm seeing." He answered with the same tone of his voice Thor used in his, the thunder god smiled a little bigger and landed his head to the right. "And that's why I send you a message." This time Heimdall sounded jokeless, more serious and his eyes flew open seeing the infinite. "The things are change."

"What do you mean with change?" The god asked worried –something happened in Midgard? Maybe a new darkness were coming without his knowledge? The Avengers needed him? It could be a lot of things. "Heimdall, talk clear to me. I can handle anything at this point." The watched knew the future king was more mature than he was before, but Heimdall couldn't say how the thunder god will react –he hoped for a reasonable reaction but was afraid that wouldn't happen. "Heimdall."

"She's alive." He whispered afraid but Thor blinked confused –not understand it a bit. "The girl is alive, she has woken up a week ago." The heart of the thunder god started to beat faster –the organ missed being so active and hurt him a little bit, feeling pain in his chest.

"Who?" His voice broke at that point and he only needed a look in Hemdaill's eyes to understand it all. "She's alive…? Riley is alive…? But that's impossible! I saw her dying!" The watcher didn't say anything. "How? How is this possible?"

"I only saw how she opened her eye, that's the all information I can give to you."

She was alive! Oh, that was a reason for celebration.

[FLASHBACK - SHIELD HELICARRIER, during the Avengers movie]

"Stop, please." He turned around to see who was so stupid to stop him now. It was a young girl; she was holding a little knife pointed in his direction. That couldn't be more pathetic. Nevertheless he needed to admit it the girl didn't seem afraid or lunatic, no, her eyes showed him the sadness of something he couldn't understand. "Please, you're freaking me out." Loki took a step back, forgetting the control board –his brother could wait. Thor was looking directly to the girl, with his eyes full of horror –what she was doing? She had to go away from the Asgardian not fight him back! "There's going to be another way, please."

In another situation, he probably knocked her out without problem but there was something in her eyes that told him to wait. "What are you talking about, human?" Loki asked wanting to know everything she was hiding behind her eyes. "Give me a reason to listen to you."

"Deanna." She said in a whispering still aiming the knife to him, Loki raised his arms in peace but the girl didn't seem to notice them. "Please, stop, I need you." She begged in desperation. Thor beaten up the glass from the Hulk prison but anything happened, he shouted her name but the girl didn't hear him –he felt invisible. For Riley there was only Loki at that moment. "I need you to help me." Loki laughed with sarcasm –oh, definitely that was new! A human was asking him for help. It was a funny joke.

"You surely don't know I'm the villain of the story." He mocked with fierce eyes and got closer to her.

"No, you're not." She interrupted him before he could say anything else. "Well, maybe you're now but… I know I can trust you." Another joke! The young human girl trusted him! "I lost my friend, I don't know where she is… I'm afraid something happened to her… And you're the only one I can trust to help me to find her."

"Your friend?" He laughed again. "You ask me to find another human? Mmhmm? What I would do that?"

"No, she's not human." She whispered trying to hide the information from Thor. "She's half frost giant as you…" Loki's eyes flew open, surprised. The Asgardians had killed all the frost giants, she was lying. It couldn't be possible. A frost giant in Midgard? It had to be a lie. "Her name is Tess, Tess… Tess Black. Please." Riley saw perfectly that Loki didn't trust her at all, he didn't believe her. "It's true! She's half frost giant, half human! She's-"

Thor heard someone was shouting Riley's name loudly –it took him a minutes to realize it was him. A Shield Agent Loki had hypnotized under his control entered to the room and before asking he shot the girl who was holding a weapon against his boss –eradicating the threat. Her mouth opened to say something but no words came –only blood flooded from her lips. She stayed stood up for a moment looking at Thor –oh, he had those wonderful eyes to lose herself in them, and then her body fell to the ground lifeless. Riley was dead.

[At the theater, actual day]

Summer was faster, he lost her before Steve could realized how happened. He found himself alone –shouting her name in order to find her quickly but she didn't answer. After walking through the old corridors –there was a lot of gratifies in the walls, a lot of them too much offensive to be in a place like that, he decided to go to the main stage hoping she went to that place. She was there, fortunately. "Summer!" The girl was on the stage, dancing without music without caring at all about him. "Summer!" He insisted, again.

Her movements were elegant –surely she had been working on them for years, progressing a little bit every year with every ballet class. When he got closer Steve heard Summer was singing something to herself –a melody without lyrics. He lost himself in her dance; something in it catch him very deeply.

"Beautiful." He whispered and suddenly she stopped in the middle of the stage. "Summer?" Her eyes flew open, horrified.

"Not so bad." Steve turned immediately around and recognized the person before he could introduce himself, he saw his photograph in Shield's files and in Sully's box: Benjamin Scott, the four experiment of Aaron Strauss. "But not perfect, you're failing exactly at the same point you used to." He was getting closer, aimless at first view but Steve couldn't be sure –his instincts said he should jump to the stage to protect the girl from him. "Do you remember me, Sum? Of course you do, we have a special connection. Nothing could tear us apart." Ben mocked smiling with cruelty. "And you are…?"

"Steve Rogers." He answered rude and before he could say anything else, Steve jumped to the stage. Summer stayed behind him looking at Ben with confusion. "I don't want problems, son, I'm going to ask you nicely to go away."

"Do you want me to go, Sum?" He said trying to sound tender and got a step forward. "It's me, Ben, do you remember? I've been looking for you the whole time but that people had you prisoned; they took you away from me. From us, from your father… Aaron is really worried." Steve turned around to see her, hoping she wouldn't believe a word. Summer was doubting, he could seeing it perfectly, but at this point her trust was with Steve –maybe not for so long, but it was now. "Sum, come on, it's me. You know me." Summer shook her head no looking too much afraid of him. "I'm asking you nicely to come with me." Ben gave to Steve a mocked look for using his words. "I don't want to use the bad way."

"I'm not going with you." She said decided and Ben sighed, he didn't seem angry about it… In fact, he hoped for the bad way. Ben looked up to the first floor of the stalls, Steve moved his eyes to that direction and saw a silhouette hiding in the shadows. "No!" She cried out crouching down while tried to cup her ears with her both hands. "Stop! Stop please! No! No!" Summer begged and the pain was reflected in her face, someone was hurting her in one way Steve couldn't understand.

"Summer!" He turned around scared. "What's going on? Summer, tell me!" He held her by the shoulders taking care of no touching her. "What are you doing to her? Stop!" He shouted to Ben but he wasn't there anymore, his eyes tried to find him but the experiment faded away. The silhouette stayed in the same place so it had to be the attacker. "Stay here, I'm go—"

"No! Don't leave me, please!"

It happened in a second. Acting by her instincts, she raised one of her hands to stop him –touching his face without caring. Her ability turned on. Steve felt instantly the sensation of being caught by a force he couldn't fight back, his energy flew away and he cried out in pain. Summer looked at him with empty eyes, emotionless, while landed her head to the left. The memories of the Captain crossed her mind like a knife.

Steve Rogers, the skinny weak boy from Brooklyn who turned to be Captain America. A woman named Peggy –all the feelings he got for her. Howard Stark –that had to be Tony's father, they looked much alike. Then his father in a young version –Steve was afraid Aaron took a wrong way to follow but she couldn't investigate too much. Riley –a mysterious girl who reminded him to his mother with her strong blue eyes and her messy wavy hair. The ice. The plane crashing down. The awakening in a strange world. The Avengers –all of them.

And suddenly Summer saw herself in his eyes.

[Dungeons of Asgard, actual day]

"Loki." He looked up when someone called him. Dee was in front of him standing up, looking at him with the tenderness she used to show to him before the Tesseract arrived to his hands. Unconsciously, he smiled to her. "Everything is okay?" She asked trying to not sound worried about it, he couldn't help but laughed with sarcasm.

"What do you think?" He stood up opening his arms to show her the whole situation. "It's amazing to be prison in this place." Dee clicked her tongue avoiding his eyes and putting her hands in her hips.

"You should be thankful." The ex-police whispered and Loki furrowed his brow. "They could be less considerate." He turned his back to her. "Or maybe you prefer another type of punishment?"

"You don't understand." He interrupted her while turned around again and got closer looking directly to her eyes –damn her eyes, how he missed them. "You don't understand." He insisted and Deanna tried to read the answer in his eyes but there weren't exactly an open book.

"I could understand it if you explain it to me." She bit her low lip with angry. "You don't let me understand you, Loki. You don't let me." The Asgardian didn't say anything to that, he just looked at her with sad eyes. "Why did you attack New York? Why…?" She stopped being incapable to continue asking but needed to know the answer at any cost. "Why did you save me?"

Why? He asked himself. Why he did that? He couldn't say –or maybe he knew it perfectly but couldn't admit it to himself. When he saw how one of his men shot her his world crashed down instantly, all he could think at that moment was saving her life –a world without her didn't have meaning to him. Dee raised one of her hands with the intention of caress his cheek but Loki took a step back. She blinked confused.

"You ask too much." He paused avoiding the eyes he had missing for so long. "You have to give me some answers too, Deanna." The woman furrowed her brow. "There was something between us or it was just a fantasy?" Dee shocked at his words, she couldn't believe he was doubting her feelings for him. Loki clicked his tongue and looked down –he only wanted to say goodbye to her… Why it was so hard? His heart shrank painful when realized there was tears in Dee's eyes. "Were we happy…?" He asked with sadness and she didn't say a word but smiled to him with tenderness, and at the moment Loki needed to hug her in his arms. But when he touched her, his spelled started to fail and Dee disappeared in front of his eyes leaving him alone again.

He hated himself for being so weak. How many times he claimed the useless of the human race? How pathetic they were. And now he was missing one of them. One of them who probably hated him too much and see him as the monster he was.

He had been so happy with her but now that time didn't matter at all. His future was being prison in that cell for the rest of his long life while she died a little bit every day. He wanted to ask Heimdall how she was –if Dee was okay, but Loki hadn't the permission for it.

The only thing he could do was forgetting her… And let her go.

[At the theater, actual day]

Steve awoke two hours after the incident. He was laying in the floor of the stage feeling the pain everywhere. It took him a few minutes to realize Summer was upon him with her head resting in his chest hearing the sound of his heart. "I'm sorry." He heard her perfectly even she was whispering. "I'm really sorry, Steve." It was the first time she was calling him by the name; normally she used to say Captain America. He was glad she called him by his real name. "Ben is right, I'm a monster." She was sobbing and her body shivered. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"It's okay, I'm okay, don't worry about it." Carefully his hands moved to her back –ensuring touching only the dress, caressing her with the intention to calm her down. Oh, she was warm –he could feel it even he was touching only the fabric. "I'm okay." Summer shook her head, she knew he was feeling the consequences right now of her ability –Sully had recovered himself really quickly but he was immortal after all. "Did Ben go back?" The girl doubted but finally nodded her head. "What did he say to you?"

"Nothing." She lied to him again in a whisper. "Do you still trust me?" Summer asked while incorporated to see him in the eyes. He looked at her thinking deeply in the answer, she needed the truth –another lie will suppose her mistrust.

"I do."