Chapter 6
By: MysticFantasy
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Steve watched with wonder as Bruce measured chemical items, combining them into something new and watching the reaction they had after being put together.
"Is this something you do every day?" he asked the doctor.
"Not every day." Bruce answered. "Although if Tony had his way I'm sure it would be."
"Is he a doctor or scientist?" Steve asked picking up and examening a thermometer.
"He's more than smart enough but I think his business and being Iron Man take up his time. Plus he likes to fool around." Bruce explained with a smirk as he finished his experiment before turning to the soldier. "So, ready for your exam?"
"Do I have a choice?" Steve asked with a smirk as he put the thermometer down.
"Nope." Bruce answered with the same smirk and began to give Steve his physical examination. "So, have you remembered anything since waking up in the infirmary?"
"Not really." Steve answered keeping his eyes open as Bruce checked them with a pen light. "Nothing actually."
That's not good. Bruce thought as he recalled what Tony had told him about the phone conversation he had with Fury.
"Is that bad?" Steve asked.
"For amnesia patients, not really." Bruce answered. "Memories tend to come when they want. Sometimes they've been known to return during a seriously dire situation. But I don't think anyone here wants to put you through something like that."
Steve nodded in agreement.
"Bruce, can you be straight with me about something?" he asked.
"Of course."
"Is everything I've been told true?" Steve asked seriously. "Are we really a team of heroes?"
Bruce stopped the exam and removed his glasses. He wasn't sure how much of the truth he could tell Steve without crossing the line. He knows he can tell Steve that they're a team of misfits that somehow ended up working together under his lead.
He owed Steve that much since the captain had right away accepted him and his condition since the first day they met.
"The truth is that we are kind of a team of heroes." he answered. "We all came together during a huge crisis. We didn't really work together at first but then something clicked and we became a great team. You've led us through every fight or battle since then and we've always won. We've done a lot of good together, seen a lot of things we hadn't thought possible and so much more."
"So...I really am this Captain America Natasha mentioned?" Steve asked softly.
"Yes." Bruce answered. "You're the world's first and only super soldier. Very well named too. You're the greatest soldier to exist. The army seriously values you. Think of you like a gift from God. A lot of other people think the same thing."
"The reason I ask...is because I looked that name up." Steve said and Bruce felt his heart skip a beat. "Says that Captain America came into existence in 1943. Care to explain how I'm this great captain from the forties when I'm pretty sure I'm not even twenty five?"
"Steve." Bruce started softly. "If I tell you, will you believe me? The story about Captain America is not something that you'll believe easily. Especially once I get into the heavier details. You may think that I'm just making it up."
"Bruce, I need answers." Steve said with a level of seriousness that Bruce only heard from the soldier when he really meant something. "This walking around without a clue as to who I am, I can't do it. I need to know who I am. You're the only one that I'm getting a trusting feeling from. Everyone else is treating me like I'm delicate glass. You don't have to explain to me the entire story. Just maybe from when we first met."
Bruce looked at Steve. He could easily explain that much to Steve and it be accepted but he wasn't sure if Steve would hold onto it long enough before the next wave of questions came up.
The doctor took a seat and looked at the captain.
"I'll tell you what you want to know Steve. But I want you to know that I'm not totally sure how this will affect you mentally. I don't really want to tell you because I'm afraid that it'll set you back."
"Well...can you at least tell me what my powers or skill or whatever are?" Steve asked. "I've seen what Clint and Natasha can do. Natasha kinda freaks me out a little. I'd at least like to know what I was able to do."
Bruce gave him a light smile.
"I can do that." he said.