Author's Note: This is unfortunately the very last chapter for this story, but I hope that everyone enjoyed it! This might be one of the first OC stories that I have actually finished, I feel like that shows my progression as a writer. I'm not sure what I'll be doing next, but I was thinking about doing a Jurassic World story. Thanks again for reading, and if you have time feel free to leave me a review. I always appropriate being able to read peoples thoughts.
The mission had been the first one he had been on and it was just him and mister Captain America. Alone, in some Russian waste land, that used to be a great many farms until they had done radiation experiments. Radiation as Pietro found out was not fun for normal people to deal with and it was only thanks to the human enhancements he had received, that he was immune to it.
Though Pietro truly felt beat and tired by the time that they had arrived back in New York, and slightly haunted by everything they had witnessed. Him and Steve had expected to see an empty shell of a town and had arrived to the town full of dying and cancerous people. Little children coughing up blood, people starving and mad animals attacking anything slower than them. It had been truly horrible image in the mind and Pietro didn't feel like sleep was going to be an option for a long time to come. He didn't want to tell Wanda about what he had saw; his poor sister would just cry and be upset about it.
His thoughts turned back to the girl he had met when he had woke up from the dead; it had been a few months now. He had been gone in that hell hole for much too long. He wanted nothing more to see the girl that held his heart again, after the time that had passed. It was easy to run to the small hospital she worked at, the one he had healed at. He couldn't image it would be easy for him to get her to agree to see him.
In his time away from her he had found out much about the hospital and even had watched the security cameras a few times; just to catch a glimpse of her. He had saw her pushing children in wheelchairs, helping older people with walkers, holding doors for families, and keeping her distance from a few of the doctors. He knew all about some of the doctors making her uncomfortable and had even been watching her just over a week after he left, when a doctor had grabbed her. Touched her places he shouldn't have, she had pushed him away but not fast enough in Pietro's opinion. She ran out in tears that day, and it took everything in his power not to run there and kill the man. Run to the woman he loved; but he was no better for he watched her after she had rejected him.
Pietro wished he was a better man, but could not just let it go, he needed her in his life. Which is why he found himself in the lobby of the hospital instead of his beginning to be usual debriefing room. This was more important than a debriefing after a mission; though he wished he had showered first. He didn't really think about that before his feet had carried him there; she had seen him look worse anyway.
Pietro was so nervous that he was practically vibrating out of his skin, but that couldn't really be helped. He picked specks of rubble off of his clothes and noticed that he had a few reddish splatters. This was quite embarrassing; how had he been going to meet up with the woman of his dreams like this? He always seemed to look his worst around her, because then he looked up Pietro saw Annie right away. Of course, he saw her only seconds before she saw him; she gasped but came to him in a hurry anyway. The way he rushed to be beside him made his hart flutter.
She rubbed over the slashes in his gear and checked the red patches; checking him for injuries but touching him as well, and it felt so good. He hadn't really been hurt that much, as few searches and catches that healed on the plane ride back to America. He didn't say anything when her hand were all over him though, he just closed his eyes and relaxed under her carful touch. He noticed immediately when Annie went to pull away though, and reached forward to grab one of her hands.
Pietro held eye contact with her as he brought her smaller hand up to his mouth and pepper it with kisses. This was inappropriate and they were in public, but he could not risk her misunderstanding him. He wanted this, and he had been all in from the moment they had met. It was just an extra plus that her face turned slightly red and eyes darted away from him, only to return to him seconds later. Like she was embarrassed but couldn't really look away from him. That was good, because he never wanted her to look away.
Pietro heard people whispering in the back ground and serval camera shutters, but he didn't care. Let this be all over the news, let the world know. He lowered himself down to one knee. "Before when I left I asked you to come with me, and you said I'd forget all about you in days. You haunt my dreams and always are on my mind. Annie, I want you in my life, to see you every day and every night. America is much different than the Sokovia that I grew up; but I hope you'll still marry me." He had never meant anything so much in his life.
The whispers around has turned into shocked gasps and the camera flashes had intensified. Pietro wished at that moment that he had had a ring to present to her, large and showing that he would be able to take care of her. Maybe this was a bad idea; Annie had a few stray tears dripping down her kind face as she dropped to her knees with him. Her hand gripped his still, but stronger now. She brought her other up to his face and then leaned in to bring their lips together for their first kiss. Pietro could practically feel his head spinning; he needed to get a few of these pictures that were being taken. One of them had to be taking a video; he would just have to figure out how from the security cameras at a later date.
"Pietro you were supposed to forget about me." She sounded happy and out of breath all at once. Maybe it wasn't just his head that was spinning, could it be that she had felt the same way he had all this time? She laughed and wiped away her tears then took a moment to swipe one that had run down his face; he had even realized that he had been crying.
"I could never forget about you." It left his mouth without him even meaning it to, but he meant it a hundred percent. Her eyes sparkled in a way he couldn't explain. She kissed him once more with all the passion in the world and he wanted nothing more than to hold her close like this forever.
"Yes, what are we waiting for?" He nearly didn't have any idea what her sentence meant after that kiss. It came to him though, yes as in yes I will marry you. Yes, I will spend the rest of my life with you. He pulled with himself and Annie up with a laugh, and effortlessly hauled her up into his arms. She wrapped her hands around his neck and they kissed once again, before he walked calmly out of the building. The crowd of people that had formed around them to watch move out of the way in a hurry, and when he was out of the hospital, he smirked at her before taking off in his more usual run.
Full speed ahead.