Steve POV

"Captain Rogers?"

Steve looked up from the collage of photos that Holly had insisted he take from Peggy's effects. It was one showing his Commandos being what they had been in the war, a family. It was good to see but it made him ache deep down because neither he or Bucky had been there with them. He hoped Peggy was telling them just how much he missed each of them.

His favorite was that of Peggy, already in her 60s holding a toddler Holly, her father, brother and Dum Dum proudly standing around them. From the look in the eyes of the adults, it couldn't have been too long after Rose Dugan had been killed. He wished he could have seen Peggy being a mother. He'd heard so many stories in the last few days. The one that made him smile but also made his heartache a little was her reaction to Holly taking out a bully in kindergarten, using the self defense moves she'd already been learning at such a tender age. Peggy had taken her out for ice cream and told her how proud she was and how she was doing what Commandos did, protecting those who couldn't and taking care of bullies.

"Yeah, Jarvis?" He said finally, pulling himself out of his musings.

"Captain, I'm concerned about Holly. I understand you are both mourning the loss of Miss Carter. Indeed, Sir has been most nostalgic, looking at old photographs."

Steve furrowed his brow. "I'm not understanding Jarvis. Why are you worried about Holly?"

"Since you're arrival back at the Tower this afternoon, she has done quite literally nothing but stare out the windows of her loft. She has been doing this for the last 4 hours, 38 minutes. This is atypical behavior. Like Sir, she is usually multitasking. I am concerned."

Now Steve was too. That was completely unlike Holly. He'd teased her before everything with Peggy that she was more like Stark than she realized. It had been when they were sparring. Next thing he knew, he was on his back and she was sitting on his chest, her staff to his throat in victory. She was still teaching, even as she helped with missions, assisting Stark in testing new equipment and training. Now she was just staring?

"Alright Jarvis. Thank you. I'll go down to check on her." She'd been fine earlier when they'd gotten back and he had helped bring in her bag. That's when they saw that someone had unpacked Peggy's effects. It'd probably been Pepper and Maria from the care the items had been arranged in.

"Thank you Captain."

Holly POV

"Holly? Holly, doll, you in there?"

She blinked and turned her head at the gentle voice and looked to her left to see Steve, his blue eyes filled with concern, kneeling by where she had a lounge chair looking out the windows. When had he gotten there? "Steve?"

He nodded, his hands reaching for hers. "Holly, you've been sitting here for a long time. Are you alright?"

She blinked at him confused. They'd just gotten back. Then, looking to the window, she realized night had fallen and her loft was illuminated by lights, no doubt thanks to Jarvis. "Oh. I...I didn't notice."

"You didn't react to Jarvis and it took a bit for me to get your attention. I think maybe you need to talk to someone, doll. This isn't like you at all. Agent May told me that her ex-husband, Andrew, was a counselor of sorts with SHIELD but now he teaches at one of the schools around here. That he helped you and other agents deal with September 11th. I'm a good listener but I'm not a trained one. Can we call him?"

"I'm not crazy, Steve." She automatically defended.

"I know you aren't. But sometimes you need someone outside of your friends to talk to. Someone unbiased. You know if I don't call, someone else will. We can keep it private if you want. Maybe meet him somewhere."

"You've thought a lot of about this."

"Actually, Pepper suggested that I might want to talk to a counselor after everything last year with Insight and Bucky. They tried to shrink my head when they first woke me up but it didn't help. I think if Agent May is suggesting him, this Andrew might be a help."

She felt her lips twist in a little smile. "You already called him, didn't you?"

Steve smiled sheepishly and looked down. "Yeah, you got me. Tomorrow morning, we'll go out for breakfast and meet him. Okay? Just a chat. Maybe it will help both of us."

She nodded, knowing he was right. She hadn't lost time like this since they thought they lost Coulsen and even that wasn't anywhere near this. "Okay." She tugged on his hands. "Come up here and sit with me."

He moved gracefully and almost matter of factly pulled her into his arms, hugging her close and pressing a kiss to the top of her head. That alone filled the emptiness that had snuck in after looking at all of Peggy's things with warmth and comfort. "You might feel alone, Holly but you aren't. You won't ever be alone."

She snuggled into him, giving into the comfort he always seemed to give her. It was strange to think the word always, they'd only known each other a few months. But that's how it felt and she knew that Steve wasn't kidding when he said that she would always have him. Peggy wanted them to take care of each other and that was enough. For both of them. "You either."