You thought I wouldnt have this part did you? I was just being evil! Hehe! Anyway, here is THE last chapter!

Seventy long years passed and not a day had gone by that Amelia didn't think of Steve. To this day, she still wore the engagement ring he gave her; not having the heart to take it off.

She was able to distract herself most days by helping Shield and playing with her nephew; Tony, but during the late hours of night... Amelia found herself searching for what had happened to her brothers after what happened Africa.

It had been decades since she last talked to them, and she was starting to believe that had killed each other. Until a strange professor found her in the outskirts in Calcutta, helping the infamous Bruce Banner remain in control.

That was six months ago... Ever since she was at Charles Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters trying to help her twin brother. Who didn't even know his real name...

Charles invited her to help him and she did, but he didn't think about what would happen to Amelia...

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He could hear the fight that was taking place in the gym. It was the only sound echoing the empty hallways, which were usually filled with chattering students, but they weren't any in sight. Rolling towards the gym, he soon found that all the student were watching the two fighting.

The woman was wearing black yoga pants that went to her midcalf, complimenting the blue sports bra. The bra exposed all tattoos, but mostly the one that ran along her spine; it was Tibetan which meant to live and die without regrets. She had her hair in a tight high ponytail, but even then it was hitting her waist. While the man just thrown away his shirt and wore his jeans.

Amelia and Logan were sparring, one of the deadliest fighting matching the professor has seen. Charles could tell that the doctor was fighting out of sheer rage while Logan was trying to dodge and get away from his twin sister's attacks.

The students were gawking at how such a small and kind woman could become so dangerous... Parting like the see, the students let Charles past.

Rolling to the very edge of the mat, the professor called out to the siblings. "Are you going to tell me what's wrong? Or do I have to read your mind?"

"She just attacked me." Logan explained, taking a few steps back.

"Amy?" The professor turned to Amelia, raising an eyebrow.

Taking in a heavy breath, the woman eyes' began to tear up, but her rage remainded. "I just... I can't do this anymore." Putting her hands down in defeat, looking over at Charles now. "Everyday, Charles... Everyday I have to look at him and see all the mistakes I've made, and all the things I've lost!"

"I understand, but-"

"NO!" She screamed, making all the students take a step back in fear. Amelia rubbed her face and trying not to get overly emotional. "Damn it! I tried, Charles, I really did! But I can't keep doing this! Being around my brother who I haven't seen for decades, trying to help him remembering things that I have been trying to move on from! I'm driving myself insane!" Amelia took a breath, calming herself before looking between her brother and the professor. "I can't stay another second... I'm going home."

Logan shook his head, not wanting her to leave. 'You can't! You're the only link to my past!"

"I don't care," She growled, clenching her fists.

Rolling to Amelia, Charles nodded. "I'll have the jet ready for you in ten minutes."

"Thank you..."

Amelia turned on her heel and walked towards the room she was given. She didn't pack any clothes; only grabbed a necklace she had gotten in Calcutta, a bracelet from Phil Coulson and the photo of Steve she always traveled with.

These were the only things Amelia refused to leave behind... These were the things that somehow became part of the doctor.

The bracelet was received first, about ten years ago when she and Phil were dating... The agent had bought her the gold band for their year anniversary. It was engraved with someone that Phil told her on their first date; 'It's okay to move forward'.

While the necklace was a simple necklace that Bruce had bought her as a thanks for helping him learn to control.

The two men became important in Amelia's life, she couldn't imagine her life without them now that she had become to know them. But there wasn't anyone who could replace the man she lost seventy years ago.

Having what she wanted, the doctor made her way to the private jet, calling Tony on the way. He had promised that Happy would be there to pick her up when the plane landed.

"Pepper's been asking me about you," He groaned. "Asking who my daughter's mother was and such..."

Rolling her eyes, Amelia climbed into the plane and took a seat; signing to the pilot to take off. "Maybe you should tell her."

The genius scoffed, a banging following after. "Oh yeah, tell my girlfriend that my 'daughter' isn't actually my daughter, but is actually a hundred and eighty-year-old that was my father's best friend, and Captain America's fiancee! Yeah, she will totally believe that."

"Then tell her that it was some bimbo who just dropped me at your doorstep..." Amelia sighed, taking her hair out of the tight ponytail; only to be distracted by the tattoo on her wrist. It was the greek symbol of eternity, it was her first tattoo and she had gotten it with Tony on a dare. He was seventeen and wanted to see her reaction to the pain. "Hey, are the apartments done in the tower?"

"Yeah," Tony replied, grunting after a moment. It was obvious he was working on something, but Amelia didn't know what. Probably a new Iron Man suit. "I'll have one stocked and ready for you, any requests?"

Rubbing the back of her neck, the doctor nodded. "Lots of whiskey and Pepper free... She's been trying to get me to do some press conference for months."

"You got it!" He replied, then hung up.

Amelia shook her head and put her phone down, taking this time to freshen up in the bathroom.

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Before Amelia went to find Happy, she stopped at one of the shops and bought herself a long grey sweater to cover up her sports bra. Wondering around for the moment, she studied the arrival area for a familiar face.

It took only a few minutes to find the bodyguard, wearing a suit and holding up a sign that held her name on it.

Smiling, the woman walked to him and hooked her arm through his. "I'm glad to see you Happy! I've missed you these past six years..."

"Hmm," Was his only reply as he lead her to the car, opening the back door for her.

Climbing in, Amelia took out her phone and called one other person she hasn't talked to in years. The phone ringed before it was answered with silence, waiting for her to speak first. "You should really start a conversation with a hello, Phil."

"Amy..." He sighed, practically hearing the small smile grow on his face. Then he became cross... "What happened to you?! Went to check up on you in Calcutta and found that you vanished... "

Wincing at his angry tone, the doctor sighed before answering. "Charles Xavier said he found my brother."

"James or Victor?" Phil questioned.

"James," Amelia stated, but the agent could sense the sadness that held in her voice. "But he lost all his memory, didn't even recognize me when he saw me... Anyway, what have you been doing?"

The agent hesitated at the question, not sure how to answer her... How could he tell her that Captain America had just ran out of the Shield base and into passing traffic. How could he tell her that the love of her life, who she thought dead, was actually alive and well. "Nothing... Just some missions with classified members, who you already know about."

"When am I going to meet Black Widow and Hawkeye?" She laughed, knowing all the stories; from dating Phil and the field reports she would hack into. "They sound like nice people."

Phil hummed in agreement, watching as Nick Fury was talking to the out of place super soldier. "Where are you now?"

"Coming from the airport in New York," Amelia said as the car came to a sudden stop, Happy explaining that there was some men in the middle of the street.

"What?!" The agent choked, looking around to see if he could spot her car but saw nothing.

Groaning, Amelia looked at Happy through the mirror. "I'm just going to walk, a subway is only a block or two away from here."

"Yes, ma'am." Happy nodded.

Pulling her sweater closer, Amelia walked to the left. "Yeah, I know... I'm sorry that I didn't tell you sooner, but it was something of short notice. Anyway, I would love to meet up and-"

"How about now?" He cut her off, already getting out of his car and walking towards the subway station. "I'm actually in the same traffic jam... We can meet up and get something to eat, catch up and tell war stories."

"Why do I feel like you are trying to distract me?" The woman laughed, looking up at the street sign. "I'm at the corner of thirty-fifth street."

Phil ran towards the street, already seeing Amelia standing there; looking as beautiful as always. "And what if I am? You wouldn't complain."

Laughing, the doctor ran a hand through her hair. "You know me too well, Coulson."

There wasn't an answer, instead the doctor felt an arm wrapped around her waist and turn her around. "Hello there,"

"Phil..." She grinned, hung up her phone and putting it in her pocket. "It's been too long... I'm sorry I didn't bring you anything."

"You got me the last card for my vintage Captain America trading card collection, you no longer need to give me any gifts." The agent smiled, in the only way he could. Then he saw the golden band on her wrist... Phil grinned. "I can't believe you still have that."

Shrugging, Amelia hooked her arm through his and walked towards the substation. "It's a reminder... You know how much of a sentimental I am, Phil."

"I know," He laughed.

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They arrived at the Stark Tower after a long lunch, where Phil took almost ten minutes in the bathroom. But as they arrived in the the tower, Amelia was quickly led to the elevator where Jarvis was already taking her to her assigned floor.

But before they got to her floor, she felt Phil grabbed her hand. She looked up at him and saw that he looked at her with a serious look.

"What's wrong?"

"I don't think there is another way to do this..." Phil sighed, studying Amelia like it would be his last time looking at her. "Because you wouldn't believe me if I told you, so showing you his the only way."

Raising an eyebrow, The doctor took a step closer to Phil. "What do you mean?"

Before he could answer, the elevator dinged and the doors opened. But Amelia didn't pay much attention to it, she only looked at the agent; trying to figure out what get him so concerned.

That's when she heard it... It was a voice she could never forget. Looking over into the common area of the apartment, there stood a man. Muscular, tall and blonde.

Letting out a breath Amelia didn't know she was holding in for seventy years, the name escaped her lips as she took in her first fresh breath of air. "Steve..."

BTW I have a one shot of Wolverine: Origins... And I have decided that Avengers will not be in Amelia POV, but in a completely new characters! I already her back story and everything planned out, though she want have a story published of her backstory... Anyway! I will be posting the one shot probably right after I publish this, so yeah...