HELLO AGAIN! So here is the next chapter! And this is how it is going to work... The more review, the more a I update. Seriously, those reviews really motivate writers to keep going. Anyway, HAVE FUN!

OK, JO? Yes, she has powers and must i say? THEY ARE AWESOME! And your second question is actually going to be answered in this chapter! And don't worry about it, I LOVE it when people geek out on an OC with me! ;)

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Chapter Two

The next morning, Amelia sent her brother's off, but not before telling to watch out for a Bucky Barnes. After their farewells, the doctor made her way back to her apartment to get ready for her own trip, but with much better company.

She slammed her suitcase in the back of the car that had appeared in front of her apartment building and slipped into the backseat. Where Steve Rogers sat with his mouth hanging slightly open...

"What?" She raised an eyebrow. "I talked with Dr. Erskine last night and we both agree that having a doctor at the Camp would be wise, especially with all the medical conditions you have. Plus, I want to see you at your worst."

Steve blinked a few times, then after another moment he smiled. "And what will that accomplish?"

"Whether or not you're truly are the good person that I think you are," She winked at him, then turned to the driver to inform him that they were ready to go.

"And that's why you recommended me?"

Amelia crossed her legs in her yellow sundress, her hair pulled back in a loose ponytail. "I have interviewed several soldiers for this program, all of which have been less than expectation. Their first mistake was always calling me; 'nurse'."

Steve blushed, "I'm still very sorry about that..."

"Don't worry, you corrected yourself."

"So how did a doll- I mean beautiful- not doll, I usually don't use a word like that- I mean..." The soldier took a calming breath and asked. "Why did you become a Doctor?"
It was obvious that Steven didn't talk to woman much, but Amelia liked that he at least tried. She also liked that he didn't to to make himself bigger than she was. "Because I wanted to help people... And the medical field is always changing, making new discoveries everyday."

Steve nodded, taking note of her answer within his head. "So this training? Is it going to be hard?"

"I won't lie and say it will be a breeze," Amelia sighed, tugging at the ends of her ponytail. "Some may single you out because how you look,they will think you don't belong there. But their opinion doesn't matter, only those who matter to you do and for what's it worth? I think it's them that have no right going, just a bunch of beef heads if you ask me."

That made him laugh, and suddenly the air between wasn't as awkward anymore... They talked easily, sharing details about one another, sharing their interests.

Steve found out that the more he learned about Amelia the more he wanted to be around her... She was like a mystery wrapped in another mystery, always finding new ways to surprise him and he loved it.

"You were a dancer?" He asked astonished. "How many career changes have you done?"

Amelia laughed, a rare smile appearing on her face. The smile was warm and it seemed to brighten her whole features. "Do only one thing for the rest of your life sounds pretty boring, don't you think? I want to live a happy life, filled with new adventures around each corner."

"So what's next after doctor?" Steve laughed, not noticing that the two had scooted closer to one another; to the point that their thighs were lush against each other.

"I don't know," She bit onto her bottom lip, thinking about the question. Then looked up with a twinkle in her eye. "Perhaps I'll become a Secret Agent? Going undercover, cool gadgets! Sounds like fun!"

They started into a fit of laughter, holding their stomachs as they reached Camp Lehigh...

Men were already running around trying to settle in, many were hanging around the mess tent, talking to one another. In the midst of the men, Amelia caught sight a familiar brunette and grinned.

When the car stopped, the woman rushed to get out her suitcase. "I'm sorry, Steve! But this is where I leave you, I must find my friend, she knows where my tent will be!"

"See you later!" He waved, a smile still on his face from their conversation.

Amelia nodded and chased after the English woman wearing a crisp uniform. "Later!"

Peggy hadn't noticed her until she heard the footsteps behind her. She turned, expecting it to be another soldier trying to flirt with her, but was pleasantly suprised to find that it was her Great-Godmother; Amelia. A grinned formed onto the agent's face and pulled the other woman into a hug. "I thought you said you weren't coming!"

"Slight changes of plan," Amelia chuckled, pulling back to take a long look at her God-daughter. "Abraham recruited one more soldier; under my recommendation of course, but this soldier needs a doctor on base... He has a mile long list of medical disorders and this training might kill him, but he's really a sweet guy-"

"If he has that many problems then he shouldn't be here, Amelia." The agent stated matter of factly.

Sighing, the doctor rolled her eyes. "I know that, it's just... He's different, you'll see."

Peggy gave her a doubtful look, but nodded. "Come on, I'll show you your tent and you must change, you'll distract the men!"

"I'm not working under the military, Peggy." Amelia smirked at her God-daughter and hooked their arms. "I get to were as many 'distracting' dresses I can!"

"Sometimes I think you're thirteen instead of a hundred and eight..."She shook her head, but held a faint smile on her lips.

"I look good for a hundred-year-old!"

The walk to Amelia's tent wasn't long, it was right next to Peggy's and it was away from any man's quarters. They made quick time to settle the doctor in, and before they knew it; both woman were being called out to the training field to inspect the men.

They walked with purpose, putting on a professional face and somewhere down the line another man followed them with a crate of clipboards. All the men were standing around, talking to one another, except for Steve. He stood straight and waited for an order.

As we came walking towards them, Peggy yelled. "Recruits attention!" Suddenly every last man was standing tall, shoulders back and in a perfect line. "I'm Agent Carter and I supervise all operations of this division,"

As she walked, she stepped in front one soldier who thought of himself as a big shot because he held a tiny smirk as he asked; "What's with the accent Queen Victoria? Thought I was signing up for the U.S army,"

Peggy's eyes glinted a dangerous at the man and stepped closer to him. "What's your name soldier?"

"Bill Moore Hodge, Your Majesty!" He said, trying to roose Agent Carter. But he was going to be very disappointed when he finds that you can't ruffle Carter's feathers without some consequences.

"Step forward, Hodge." She ordered, handing the clipboard to the man next to Hodge while he smirked, licked his lips and did as he was told. "Put your right foot forward"

Amelia handed out clipboards as she watch the ordeal closely, knowing that it was going to be amusing.

Once again he did what he was told, "Oh, are we gonna wrestle? Because I got a few move I know you'll like." He ended his sentence with a wink.

And that's what did it... Peggy threw her fist forward, striking the soldier in the noise making him fall to the ground. Trying to hold back a laugh, the doctor heard Colonel Philips walking up.

"Agent Carter, Amelia." He was climbing out of a jump, a small smile on his lips as he walked closer.

Turning around, Peggy saluted. "Colonel Phillips,"

"Always a pleasure, Phil." Amelia said coolly, watching Erskine walk to the other side of Peggy.

The old man chuckled, finally at Peggy's side and looking down at the soldier that was just punched. "I can see your breaking in the new candidates! That's good!" He practically looked disappointed at Hodge, but very amused. "You get your ass out of the dirt and stand in that line in attention until someone comes along and tells you what to do..."

Hodge stood back up, sniffling a few times and tried to look as manly as he thought he was. "Yes, sir!"

Looking at each end of the men, Colonel Philips turned his attention to the doctor. "Doctor Amelia, tell me something good!"

"Well, I'm afraid that these men have a long way to go with intellect." She smirked, then her eyes landed on Steve and suddenly the smile became warm. "But I have at least a little hope for one of the soldier, sir."

Erskine took note of the smile that she gave the small soldier, knowing that he had picked the right man if Amelia had such hopes for him.

The colonel nodded, started walking down the line of men and started giving his speech that Amelia didn't care to listen to. Instead she was more focused on analyzing each soldier carefully, trying to figure what was their weakness and strong suits.

But as her eyes landed on Steven again, she seemed not to notice any faults in him yet; despite all his medical history and she couldn't wait to see him turn into the man she knew he was inside.

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The next day was a series of activities and she had to supervise every last one... She had to watch Steve struggle with every obstacle course, but he never gave up; even when the others start to sabotage him. They never seemed to stop laughing at him and it made Amelia furious.

One night at dinner, Amelia didn't feel like eating with Abraham and Peggy in the officer's tent so instead she went to the mess tent to track down Rogers.

He sat alone, a book open on the table as he ate slowly. Instead of sitting across from him, the doctor walked around causing all the soldiers to look up from their conversations while she walked. She was wearing a ruby red dress today and it was a little shorter than expected; resting just above her knees and she wore her hair down that day... In one word, Amelia was a distraction.

Placing her tray of food next to Steve's, he finally looked up and was suprised to the doctor there. "What are you-"

"A change of scenery is sometimes nice," She smiled, sliding down on the bench. "Erskine was boring me with his endless chatter and Peggy was too focused on paperwork to talk. So I came to the only other person that could entertain me for a night."

"You really don't have to, I'm fine eating by myself." He said, looking down at his food as though he was remembering something. "I should be used to it by now,"

Studying him carefully, Amelia placed a hand on his shoulder and gave him her best smiles. "Tell me about Bucky, he sounds like an interesting fellow..."

Immediately Steve's seemed to brighten as he launched into the story of how he and Bucky met and all their adventures they had together.

But as the night dragged on, Amelia could feel herself dousing off. Finally, Steve placed his hand on her shoulder and shook her awake. "I think you should go to bed..."

"Me too," She slurred, rubbing her eyes and standing up. "Walk me to my tent?"
"Sure!"

They were silent as they walked, but then suddenly there was cat calls and whistling. Looking behind her shoulder, the doctor could see three soldiers following them. It wasn't unusual for something like this to happen, but it was troublesome.

"Hey, just bug off!" Steve yelled at them, obviously angry.

They all laughed. "Rogers thinks he's all that because has a pretty girl talking to him! No need to act tough! She already knows your pathetic!"

Steve blushed and looked down, but immediately looked back at them with a glare. "Three men trying to get the attention of one woman? Isn't that more pathetic?"

Shocked at his quick comeback, Amelia laughed. Hearing her laugh, Steven gave a small smile and then turned to walk her the rest of the way to her tent. But was stopped when one of the men clamped his hand on Steve's shoulder and swung him around.

The doctor saw it happen in slow motion and was already in action... Before the soldier could land his punch, Amelia grabbed his arm and twisted it to pin it to his back, causing him to scream in pain.

She wasn't done, she knocked out his knees and pushed him to the ground, then glared at the other two. "Care to take a shot?"

They both growled and stormed the woman, thinking that she only knew basic self defense. Which was completely untrue, over the course a hundred years, Amelia learned every fighting style she could. Needless to say, the two soldiers were taking down with ease, groaning on the ground with their friend.

"You should really stop underestimating woman." Amelia tossed her hair back, glaring down at the injured men. "It might get you killed..."

Turning back to Steve, she hooked her arm with his and started their walk again. And as she got to her tent, she turned to her friend and sighed. "Don't think I did that because I don't think you can handle yourself... I know you can take a punch, but the reason I did that was because I don't like seeing my friends get hurt."

"You still protected me," He tried not to smile.

"Because I was desperate to go to bed!" Amelia laughed, then she sighed and took a step towards Steve, placing a lingering kiss on his cheek. "Hang in there, I know you can do this."

Without waiting for a response, Amelia entered her tent and got ready for bed; leaving Steve blushing ten shades of red.

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The instructor and the other soldiers remained to push Steve harder for the next several days, that was until one more they spent running. Peggy and Amelia were already at the halfway point, waiting for the boys to catch up.

"The men have been talking about you," Peggy said without looking up from her paperwork.

Amelia laughed, turning the page of her book. "Aren't they always?"

Finally looking up, the agent looked over her shoulder and into the back seat. "I mean you and Steve, they seem to think you have developed a crush on him."

"I don't suppose we could just drop the subject?" She buried her head further into her book, hoping that Peggy would drop it.

"Do you have a crush on Steve?" She pushed.

Groaned, Amelia put her book down and looked right into her God-daughter's eyes. "I find him interesting and amusing! He is very intelligent and seems to share the same love of art as I do, and I wouldn't mind going on a date with him; if that answers your question."

Peggy looked at her Godmother, a little shocked. But she nodded and went back to her paperwork. The agent would be lying if she said she didn't view the doctor as more of a best friend then a grandparent, but Peggy had the utmost respect for Amelia... But it just was just strange to see her with any man.

"I know this must be strange for you, Margaret, even when your Grandfather told you all those stories..." Amelia said, her voice soft and distant. She had called her Margaret, she only did that when she was concerned about the agent. "That man never seemed to keep his mouth shut, but it's about time I moved on."

"I understand," Peggy's voice was short.

Sighing, the doctor went back to her book.

It was a book Steve let her borrow so she wasn't completely bored, it was interesting, even if it was a war book. But every now and then, she would catch herself flipping to the front cover to look at Steve swift signature. It was bold and elegant, not something you would expect from a soldier.

"Hold!" A raspy voice screamed, making Amelia look behind her. It was the troops, they hand finally catched up. The instructor pointed up to the old flag and announced; "That flag means we are only at the halfway point! First man to bring it to me gets a ride back with Agent Carter and Doctor Amelia! MOVE!"

They all went for the flagpole at once, except Steve. He stood back, catching his breath and watched the men fail at retrieving the flag, while the instructor just smiled.

"Nobody has gotten that flag in seventeen years!" He surprisingly didn't laugh. "No fall back in line! Come on!"

They groaned and went back into formation, admitting defeat, but once again; not Steve. He walked towards the flag, causing the instructor to yell his name. But Steve didn't seem to hear him, bending down, he released a pin and the flagpole came crashing down.

Taking heavy breaths, Steve walked to the end and took the flag off and handed it to the instructor, who just stared in complete shock.

"Thank you, sir." Steve said out of breathe, then climbed into the back seat of the jeep with Amelia; earning a smile from both of the woman.

With a nod, they were off back to the camp...

"Huh, out of all those men, none thought to take the pin out?" Amelia laughed, watching the soldier closely.

Steve shrugged, "I just didn't run anymore."

This caused Peggy and Amelia to laugh.

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When they got back to the camp, Amelia and Peggy were laughing about an adventure they had back in London. It was when the agent was about seventeen and had a wold streak, not that Amelia helped any. They would always go sneak around the town and sometimes even into pubs, but as they continued, they noticed that Steve had listened very contently with a small smile resting on his lips.

"You two are close," He stated, climbing out of the jeep.

Peggy nodded, grabbing all the paperwork that she seemed to travel with now. "I've known Amelia my whole life, she knows about every single embarrassing detail about me."

"And I continue to taunt her with blackmail," The doctor winked at Steve causing a light blush appear on his cheeks.

"But you aren't British?" Steve said, trying to make the connections.

This is where Amelia and Peggy started to become vague, giving half details, but not the whole truth and by the look of uncertainty on Steve's face? He didn't buy it, but he didn't questioned them. It turned out the Agent Carter had to finish the paperwork before the rest of the troops came back, which left Steve alone with the lovely Amelia and the memory of the lingering kiss on his cheek.

"Thank you for the book," The doctor held the book to her chest, walking towards a couple of trees. "Usually I try to stray away from any type of War book these days..."

Steve nodded, looking down at the grass. "Because we are living in one right now?"

Shaking her head, Amelia's french braid swung side to side, almost hitting Steve. "No... Never mind. How are you holding up?"

"As much as you would suspect," He laughed, slumping down onto the grass, under the shade and started to take off the heavy pack and jacket. "I hurt all over."

Without even thinking, Amelia sat behind Steve and started to rub his shoulder's, her book forgot on the grass. "You should try to massage your sore muscles, it will help. Maybe I should do a check up before the troops come back-"

"Nah, I'll be fine." He laughed, trying not to let Amelia know that he loved the feel of her hands on his shoulders.

Usually woman avoided touching him, in fear that he would brake... So it was nice that Amelia looked at him as though he was a normal person that didn't have any problems at all. After a few moments, the doctor stopped and scooted to sit next to the soldier, then she smiled.

"What?" He raised an eyebrow.

Laughing, she stretched then laid back into the grass. "You just amuse me, Steve Rogers..."

He studied her closely, trying to figure out exactly that was going on in her beautiful head. But as he watched her, he got distracted at how nicely the army green looked on her porcelain skin. It seemed that with each passing day, Amelia's dresses kept getting more dangerous. Steve thinks it's her way of rebelling and he honestly didn't mind. Dresses looked nice on her...

"Your staring," She said, her eyes still closed.

Face entirely red from being caught, Steve started stuttering. "N-no I w-wasn't-"

"It's okay, Steve." She laughed, still not moving from her spot. "Maybe after this is all over, I'll take you dancing... I bet your an amazing dancer."

"I wouldn't count on it," Steve sighed, but was ecstatic of the idea of going dancing with Amelia. "I have two left feet."

Amelia shrugged, opening on eye and grinned. "I'll teach you, then all the girls will be wanting to take you dancing."

Shaking his head, Steve stopped himself from groaning. He didn't want all the girls... Just one would be fine.

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It was fitness training once the rest of the soldiers got back, Agent Carter doing the honors of doing the yelling this time while Amelia stood in front and took notes on each of the troop's well doing.

"Come on, faster ladies!" She paced in front of them, sporting some cargo pants. "Come on... My grandmother has more life in her, may God rest her soul... Move it!"

It seemed all the men were doing very well, except for one of course. But Amelia didn't really hold that against him, it was his fault that he was born with more health problems than an entire country.

Out of the corner of her eyes, Amelia saw Colonel Phillips and Abraham walking this way, stopping at a truck. They were talking about something, then Amelia saw Erskine wave her over and see obediently walked over to them.

"Yes?" She raised an eyebrow.

Abraham smiled and looked towards Philips. "The Colonel would like to know why you recommended Rogers..."

"Because he isn't full of himself, knows how to analyze situations and he is willing to push himself past the limits." She answered without hesitation. "He would risk his life for a stranger, and he's very nice."

That didn't seem to please the colonel as he walked around the doctors' and dug around in a box. "You don't win war with niceness, Doctor..." To must of Amelia's horror she saw Colonel Philips pull the coil out of grenade and said; "You win war with guts! Grenade!"

Immediately all the men went to find cover, trying to get out of range from the blast. Amelia ran towards the grenade to jump over it, only to be beaten by Steve; who enclosed the grenade with his body.

"Go! Get away!" He screamed, but then again tried to the doctor to run. "Get back!"

But as the silence dragged on, they realized that it wasn't going to explode. Relief washed into Amelia's body that she sank down to her knees, getting her green dress dirty, only then did she realize that Agent Carter was only a few feet away from her; ready to jump onto the grenade as well...

Steve sat up straight, looking around, eyes landing on Amelia. "Is this a test?"

Amelia could practically hear Colonel's frown when he said; "He's still skinny..."

Taking in steady breaths, the doctor tried to calm down... The thought of Steven suddenly dying terrified her, it brought back several memories that she had locked away for many, many years.

Crawling over to her, Steve placed his hands on Amelia's shoulders and smiled. "Did I scare you?"

"Very much so," She sighed, placing a hand over her heart, trying to slow it down. "I'm going to punch Philips in the nose next time I see him."

Steve laughed and helped the doctor up, brushing the dirt off her shoulders that his hands left. "That would be a sight!"

"Congratulations, Steven!" Erskine came walking up, a grin on his face. "It seems you have been chosen!"

"Really?!" He asked in disbelief. "Just for jumping onto a dummy grenade?"

Shaking his head with a laugh, "Perhaps we should talk later tonight, for now? Take good care of Ms. Howlett, it seems you gave her quite the scare."

A blush appeared on both of their faces as he walked away. The two looked at one another, then gave not so great excuses to leave.

Amelia walked to her tent and started to pack her things... Tomorrow was going to change not one, but two lives.

So how do you like the story? Are you liking the budding feelings of Steve and Amelia? Or should I slow down? I mean come one, I need feedback in order to make this story even better!

BTW next chapter? We are gonna start to get into Amelia's back ground some more, but not ALL of it... There is a whole lot of history behind Amelia and it's going to take time to get it all in and honestly? Amelia has many, many, many things she keeps lock and key. You can already guess how Amelia and Peggy know each other, but it's going to be doosey when I reveal it. Anyway! PLEASE PLEASE REVIEW, I NEED THE SUPPORT!