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I am so sorry for the late chapter! I've had a friend pass away, she slipped and fell of a lookout in our small dangerous town in the middle of no-where. Along with that I've fallen into a depression along with a massive writers block I just couldn't shake. I also have lost another friend to suicide and I'm so sorry for the late update.
Along with that information, in this chapter we start to explore the tour across the U.S along with some romance that might happen. Maybe a little dancing? Who knows?
I hope you all enjoy this chapter!
Disclaimer – I own nothing but my Oc.
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"They want you to do what?" I asked Steve, flipping the pancakes on the stove. It's early morning, maybe around five in the morning. Steve woke up early to go back to the hotel he had been staying at to grab his things. I told him when he returned that he could keep his things here, seeing as though we'll be spending more time together now that the Colonel now left us here. He thinks we're nothing but experiments gone wrong.
But he's the wrong one.
Steve and I are the strong ones, the ones that can do what normal men cannot. We can take more damage them, run faster than them, and be everything the formula made us to. To be the perfect soldier.
Only Steve is perfect, I'm just a side effect gone wrong.
"They want me to play a part in making war bonds. Serving my country by trying to get people to buy war bonds for the men fighting out there." He said, taking another large bite of pancakes.
"Not something you thought you would be doing to serve in the war. Playing a character on a stage." I commented but then I slowly turned towards him with a small smile. "Then again that could be a good thing."
"How?" He said with a full mouth that made me laugh when he stopped half way talking; his face turning red.
"You will be a symbol to people not fighting in the war, giving them hope where all they would see is death and uncertainty." I said, finishing up the last of the pancakes. I sat next to Steve, taking a few from the large stack on the plate.
"That's one way of putting it." Steve muttered and I chuckled, knocking his arm gently.
"You can be more than a soldier Steve. It doesn't have to be the one thing that defines you." I said to him and we stared at each other for the longest time before we got back to eating.
There's so many uncertain things about us, so many things that could shake our ground beneath our feet that it scares me. Like so many things in this world. Before, it was staying alive by obeying what my Uncle told me to do when HYDRA kept us prisoner. Now, that I'm imperfect and my Uncle is gone, there is nothing more for me to fear...or there should have been...
Now there's Steve...
There has been no one besides Uncle whose been or has effected my life like he has. It scares me to death when there's this feeling in my chest whenever something happens to him or he looks at me like he always does. It's confusing and all together beautiful feeling.
Later, once we had eaten, both Steve and I got dressed for the day. We grabbed a cab to where Steve was supposed to meet this Senator Brandt and his assistant. They told us, or rather Steve, that he will be portraying 'Captain America', a war hero for the U.S. What a...clever way to get people's hopes up.
"I look like an idiot." Steve said once he was done dressing in his outfit. I had to stifle a laugh when he walked out of the dressing room. He gave me a look and I just had to shake my head. "Stop laughing."
"I'm sorry Steven but you look so...cute in your outfit." I laughed as his face turned bright red. I got up from where I sat and approached the oddly dressed man with a shield on his arm. "Why are you so nervous Steven?"
"Performing in front of everyone, acting as a hero." He said and closed his eyes. "This is something I really didn't expect I'll be serving my country like this."
"Steve...would you rather serve your country, giving hope to people and supplies to men who need them, or would you rather be stuck in a lab being picked and prodded by needles?" I asked Steve and his face fell. I didn't mean for that to come out harsh but it was the truth. I went through the same thing, well almost, before my Uncle and I came here. HYDRA would make me into their lab rat if we didn't leave when we did. Schmidt was the last straw once he realized that both of us, are the only survivors of this...'gift'.
"I guess you're right." Steve said and now I've put him down about his. Just what he needs, me making him feel like nothing.
"Steve, you will be fine. I'll be in the first row with the senator, watching you. If you need support just look at me." I reached up and kissed him on the cheek. It feels weird now. He's taller than me by a head and I have to stand on my toes just to reach his face.
"Thank you." He said and smiled down at me. "I still can't get over this."
"Me either. I liked it better when I was taller than you." I pointed at him, making his smile grow bigger. I gave his hand a squeeze before leaving to take my seat.
I met the senator again along with his assistant. I shook hands with them and exchanged a few words as people filled in their seats. The senator and I were talking about Steve's tour and how the only way Steve would ever agree is if I was to go along with him. The senator laughed and smiled, saying that it would be no problem for me to come along with the tour group. He wants Steve to be comfortable as possible so if that meant I had to come along, he wouldn't have it any other way. The lights dimmed and everyone quieted down.
Girls came out, dancing and singing, then Steve appeared, nervous as ever until he looked my way. I smiled my best smile, and that seemed to help because he took a breath and read his lines from where I posted them on his shield in case he couldn't remember. Which is a good thing too because I think he would have forgotten all of them by the time he laid eyes upon the crowd. Everything went well after all, despite the nervous man on stage surrounded by barely dressed women with caked on makeup. Steve took things rather well after the show.
"Did I look bad up there?" Steve asked as we rode in the cab ride home. Tomorrow we will have our second performance before leaving the city. After this first one people wanted pictures that Steve wasn't ready for so I told them that 'Captain America' would like to take this day to relax before showing more of his face to the people.
"You were great Steven. People were cheering and they loved you." I said and patted his hand.
"That's good." He answered and turned to look at me. "What you did was pretty good, by the way. Talking to people so they understand."
"All in the job. I had to talk to people to get information, learn how to charm and smile at those who as questions." Then an idea popped into my head. "You know that Steve, I have an idea."
"What?"
"Whenever you don't feel like Captain America, and you just want to be left alone or you need help I'll be...your manager so to speak. Like, one of those...well like the senator's assistant almost. Sound like a plan?" I asked him and Steve nodded his head as the cab stopped in front of my house. The two of us got out, Steve paid the man, and we walked into the house quietly.
"That...sounds perfect. I actually know this person and I don't have to worry about anything so long as you're there." He said and I noticed that once the door was closed we didn't step away from each other. Our eyes locked, our bodies barely an inch apart.
Is it warm in here all of a sudden?
"That's very true. And besides," I smirked and stood on my toes. "what woman wouldn't love to be in control of the Captain America?" I said and kissed Steve's cheek softly. I could hear him sigh as I pulled away, stepping back towards the stars until my heels reached the first step. "Good night Steve. I'll see you in the morning."
"Sweet dreams Lily." Steve said and I smiled.
Then I did something bold.
I ran and I hugged the man.
His arms embraced me and held me close to him. It felt so right in his arms and yet I pulled away, running quickly up the steps and into my bedroom, closing the door softly. My back rested against the door, my heart pounding against my ribs in my chest. I felt the warmth still on my arms and I still smiled.
I already missed his warmth. It felt so perfect in his arms.
And yet I feel like something bad is going to happen.
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A really short chapter but I hope you can forgive me. Please review and let me know what you think!