A/N: Hello everyone! Thank you all so much for your reviews, follows, likes, and favorites. It means so much to me getting to read your feedback. This update is a long one and will be the last one for a little while. Heading out of town and will be busy for the next two weeks, but then I will have one after that for you all! Enjoy!

Staying just friends was going to be a lot harder than Emma would've thought.

That summer they traveled, in cities all across the country. Emma and Steve kept a friendly distance and were careful around each other.

Sometimes though, they would slip up. For instance, there was one day where they were filming a new ad in New York before leaving on the National Tour. Steve confronted Emma about the other night with the comic book.

"Emma?" Steve asked coming up to her at the refreshment table.

"Yes?" She asked.

"Were you alright the other night? You left so quickly, I wasn't sure if I did something wrong."

Emma closed her eyes, then quickly opened her eyes again, and turned around to face Steve, "No, it was fine. I'm sorry if it came off weird."

"Alright! Back to the commercial! Girls, I want all three of you surrounding Rogers as he holds his shield and leaning against his arms. Carol on the right and Emma on the left and Alice next to Carol and Susan next to Emma. Now, Emma, Carol, Alice, and Susan, sing, then at the end I want Emma and Carol to kiss Rogers on the cheek on both sides and the other two girls smile towards the camera. We will be filming and taking photos during this one, so we can use some of these as publicity shots, now are we rolling?" The director called and everyone got in place.

When he called action, the girls sang and Steve just smiled for the camera and then at the end, Emma and Carol leaned over and kissed Steve on the cheek and held the pose till the director called cut. Emma felt awkward posing but enjoyed the feel of his skin beneath her lips and could smell the faint scent of cologne Steve had put on and she felt her head get a little clouded from the scent.

"CUT! Great shot, let's check the gate and use those photos. Next, Emma and Rogers, I want publicity photos of just you two."

"What?" they both asked as Emma pulled out of kissing his cheek.

"Why Emma? I'm clearly just as pretty as her!" Susan shouted.

"Oh shut it Susan!" Carol snapped at her, "Emma clearly has better charisma with Steve and I think we should all be happy she got chosen for the ads with him."

"Thank you!" Emma said giving her a smile and ignoring Susan, who clearly had a crush on Steve and was jealous she was not a Star Spangled Singer, instead she was just a chorus girl.

"Plus you two look really adorable together," Alice giggled, her blonde curls bouncing with her giggle. She was the blonde of the trio of the Star Spangled Singers.

Emma and Steve just gave an awkward laugh and looked at each other.

"Come on over you two!" the director called saving them from the awkward moment.

He positioned them in many different poses, one where she was dipped in his arms, another where she was kissing his cheek with her leg popped up behind her, one where they were both saluting, and then one where he posed with her being lifted in his arms.

They both were grateful when the photo shoot was over and they were able to leave but not without the other girls giggling about how adorable they were together.

"Do you want to go get something to eat?" Emma whispered to him to try and break the ice and get away from the girls.

"That sounds great," he said relieved and then snuck away from the girls and headed out. But that wouldn't be the last time rumors started to spin around the girls and Steve and Emma.

Another time, they made an appearance in the Midwest at an All-America Girls Baseball League game, the Rockford Peaches vs South Bend Blue Sox.

Before the game they went into the locker room and posed for photos with the girls and Steve did some solo group shots with the girls as well. That was when the rumors started up again.

"So, Captain America, are you single?" One of the players asked Steve. He blushed and shifted uncomfortably.

"Well…I…you see…um…"he stammered and Carol and Alice giggled.

"I'm sure he's got some special girl back home," one of the other players said to her friend who had asked the question.

"Or in this very room," Carol hissed at Alice and Emma rolled her eyes.

They went out onto the field and Emma, Alice, and Carol sang the national anthem while Steve threw the first pitch.

In between the 2nd and 3rd innings, they brought Emma, Alice, and Carol back out and had them each try and hit a home run. Emma was the only one to succeed.

Everyone, especially the men, in the stands cheered and she turned and did a little bow and posed with the baseball bat for some photos. Steve watched her with a smile, he didn't want to admit to the girls back in the locker room, but he had his eye on someone and that was Emma.

Over the past few weeks his feelings for her had grown, he had always liked her ever since he met her in the alley in Brooklyn but now those feelings were really blooming and growing.

Alice nudged Carol and they noticed how Steve was smiling and looking at Emma. "You don't think?" Alice asked Carol.

"I mean we all joke and tease about it, but I wouldn't be surprised. I know she was with him at Camp Leigh and they've known each other even before that, so she is the obvious person he would fall in love with." Alice nodded her head in agreement.

"Well, only time will tell." Alice said and they smiled and waved for the cameras and left the field.

Then finally one night in Chicago, the girls started to talk more about the rumors and get the facts straight from Emma.

"I hear he has a girl overseas, serving as a nurse!" Shelly, one of the chorus girls giggled.

"No! I hear he has a girl back in Brooklyn where he's from!" Hannah another chorus girl argued.

Other girls nodded and giggled in agreement.

"You've all got it wrong! I think his girl is our one and only Emma, "Carol announced and Emma gave the red head a glare.

"Is it true Emma?" Alice asked.

"We are just old friends. That's all," Emma responded nonchalantly aware of all the eyes on her. Good lord where was Natasha to give them a look that would tell them to buzz off? She was really starting to miss her friends back home.

"Oh, yes you are old friends, but I have sensed many a more than friendly vibe between you two, ever since I saw you in that embrace back in our first show," Carol commented and Emma just sighed.

All the girls started twittering away at that and Emma thought nothing could be worse than dressing room fodder and gossip.

"Have you kissed?"

"Is he a good kisser?"

"Have you gone to second base? Or all the way?"

"Is it true he really knows how to use those hands?"

"OH MY GOD! All of you just shut up!" Emma finally shouted and she stormed out. The past few weeks had finally made her crack.

"Well, there was no need to be rude," Susan commented as she left and Emma heard Alice and Carol follow out behind her.

"Emma wait! We didn't mean to make you upset or uncomfortable!" They called after as she rushed down the stairs.

"20 minutes girls!" The Stage Manager called as they ran by.

"Thanks Jimmy!" Emma called back.

"Emma, we are so sorry! Please wait!" Carol called.

"It's just dressing room gossip and fun!" Alice called.

"Its fine, I'm sorry. It's just complicated!" Emma said aggravated as they stopped outside the stage door.

"How so Hun? You two are from Brooklyn right?" Carol asked.

"Yes but we are from different worlds, it's hard to explain."

Carol and Alice exchanged looks and then looked back at Emma, "Try us."

Emma sighed and gave them a story, "We have just been friends for so long, that I just don't see him liking me as anything else but a friend."

"Oh, honey that is not true!" Alice cried. Here comes the girl talk to make me feel better, Emma thought.

"We've seen the way he looks at you; you obviously are more than a friend to him." Carol stated.

"15 girls!" Jimmy poked his head out the door.

"Thanks Jimmy!" they cried in unison.

"Really?" Emma asked in slight shock.

"He looks at you the way we girls want to be looked at by that special guy. I mean sometimes, he does it during the show and we all wish it was us!" Alice stated.

"He's always making sure you are okay, offering you his coat, the window seat on the plane, etc." Carol added in.

"He loves you, do you love him?" They both asked.

Emma finally found the courage to admit it and to get it off her chest to her new friends, "I love him."

"Good, doesn't that feel better? Now let's go finish getting ready!" Carol said and they rushed back in.

They went so quick that they didn't notice Steve by the stage door, leaning against the wall with a smile on his face and he watched Emma race back up the stairs to get ready.

So Emma was in love with him. It was a relief to hear and made his stomach do flips and his heart skip a beat.

They performed that night, each time stealing glances at one another, not knowing the other knew their true feelings and after the photos and meet and greets, Steve knocked on the door to the women's dressing room and found it filled with all the girls.

He cleared his throat as they all stopped what they were doing to listen to him, "Uh…hi…can I please speak to Emma in private?"

Emma stood up from her dressing table and looked at all the girls grinning at her and went to Steve, "Hi." As soon as she shut the door they heard the dressing room erupt into giggles and chatter.

"Wow, I didn't expect that kind of reaction just asking you to talk," he laughed uneasy.

"Yeah, they've been having a lot of dressing room gossip today. What did you want to talk about?"

"We have a free night in the city tomorrow, would you like to go see a film?" He said quickly, like he was trying to get it out before he couldn't say it.

Emma gave a laugh, "I would like that very much." She then reached up on her toes and kissed him on the cheek like old times. "6 o'clock, meet me in our hotel lobby."

She left him standing in shock as she entered back into the dressing room. And the girls eagerly awaited her news. She smiled and just gave a very girly giggle, "We're going to see a film tomorrow night." And the room erupted into cheers and squeals of delight.

Emma couldn't help but giggle along with them, she hadn't felt like this in a very, very long time.

The next night, Emma wore her new red dress, that fit like a glove and fixed her hair curled and pinned it back from her face. When she met Steve he looked at her in awe.

"You look beautiful," he said.

"Thanks, I love you in your uniform." She complimented him on his military suit. They went and caught James Cagney's film Yankee Doodle Dandy. Before the film started, one of Steve's ads came up and everyone in the theater was cheering him on and he gave a small smile and Emma nudged him.

"You like the attention Captain Rogers," She teased and he laughed.

"Not really but I like the feeling of being a hero in their eyes. Yet I wish I was really out there serving than doing this." He then looked down at his hands and Emma grabbed his hands and made him look up.

"Soon, your time is coming."

"How do you know? How do you know I'm not going to be stuck dancing around like a damn monkey for the rest of time?" He asked and Emma felt herself shift a little at the question, she felt like he was looking right through her.

"Because…because I have faith. I believe in you and you need to believe in yourself as well." He smiled at that and they turned their attention to the patriotic musical.

After the film, they grabbed dinner and then walked back to the hotel. On their way back, Emma shivered in the September cool evening air. Steve took off his jacket and put it over her shoulders and she reveled in the warmth and his scent.

They talked about everything and he told her about the letter he recently received from Bucky talking about his travels in the 107th. As they reached the hotel elevator, they turned towards each other.

"I guess this is where we part." Emma said and Steve nodded and Emma did something crazy, she got up on her toes and reached for Steve's face and gave him a light kiss on the lips.

"Good night." She said quickly and she got in the elevator.

As she reached her floor, she heard running and turned to see Steve coming out of the stairwell hallway and he ran up to her.

"I forgot to say good night as well." He said and he leaned down and lightly kissed her on the lips. "Good night." He whispered against her lips and left with a smile towards his room.

The next few weeks were a blur of laughter and traveling and sweet moments exchanged between Steve and Emma. Stealing kisses in the dark corners of the theaters, holding hands while exploring each touring city, and having romantic small dinner dates as often as possible. They made their final stop in New York City at Radio City Music Hall and announced a new ending which they had to practice.

"I'm going to lift the three of them on a motorcycle?" He asked in shock.

"Yup and girls, how do you like the new costumes?" the director asked.

"They're nice." Carol commented.

"Sparkly." Alice said

"No comment." Emma muttered.

"Alright girls on the bike and Steve, you lift them up."

"If you drop me Steve I swear to god," Emma whispered as she walked by him.

"Don't swear, it's not good for you," He teased and she just rolled her eyes at him.

The three girls sat down and Steve lifted the bike and then slowly lifted it over his head.

"How long can you hold that Steve?" the director asked.

"Not long!" He shouted.

"THEN PUT US DOWN!" Emma screamed.

Steve slowly put them down.

"Alright, alright, we will lower it in and make it look like you're holding it."

"Oh thank God!" Emma said in exasperation as she leaned on the bike for balance. She started to feel lightheaded. Oh no, she thought, No, not now!

She started to fall but Steve caught her, "You alright?" he asked concerned.

"I-I need to lie down, I need to go up to the dressing room." Emma stated trying to stand on her two feet. She'd been here too long, way too long. Almost 4 months, it was draining her and her body was telling her it was time to go back.

He escorted her upstairs, explaining she was feeling ill to everyone else. Once she reached the dressing room the dizziness started to set in, she knew she didn't have much time and was grateful she had all her things in her bag with her to take back. She turned to Steve and gave him a soft kiss.

"I'll see you later, I'll be fine I promise." She tried not to cry. He smiled down at her and she engraved that look into her memory.

"Alright, see you soon. Get some rest." Emma nodded her head and closed the door. While she had time, she quickly penned a note. Making an excuse the SSR needed her for a top secret mission overseas, but didn't specify where. Left it on her table and grabbed her bag and closed her eyes, letting herself finally head home.

As she felt the sensation fade away and became aware of her warmer surroundings and brighter lights, she opened her eyes and found Coulson looking at her with his jaw dropped. She found herself standing in the lobby of the New York building, where she was based, and everyone stopped to stare at her, knowing full well of her traveling abilities but never seeing it like this before.

"Are you?" He asked about to fan boy.

"Coulson, don't!"

"OH MY GOD!" Clint cried across the hall and he came running. She saw him digging his phone out of his pocket and holding it up ready to take a picture.

"Are you dressed like a USO girl?" Natasha asked joining him.

"Don't ask. I need to go to my room." Emma turned and marched away and the three followed her.

"How long were you there for?" Phil asked.

"Almost four months, that one weakened me, I feel really weak. It was too long, but I could never get back, didn't want to get back."

"Can you do that twirl turn again for the photo evidence Emma?" Clint asked and Natasha elbowed him.

"Didn't want to? What happened?" Natasha asked.

"Can you send those pictures to me?" Coulson asked Clint and Natasha smacked Coulson over the head.

"How long was I gone?" Emma asked.

"Three days, not very long. What do you mean didn't want to?" Natasha asked turning on her interrogation voice.

"I was compromised." Emma stated and got out of the elevator on her floor.

"You don't mean…"Clint trailed off, slowly lowering his phone.

"Yes, I fell in love and formed a relationship with Captain America, Captain Steve Rogers."

They all looked at her with sympathetic eyes, like they knew something she didn't.

"What happens to him?"

"Change first and then we will show you." Coulson finally stated.

Emma went into her room and tore off her USO costume and changed into jeans and a plain black v-neck tee and boots. Walked out and they were all still in the hallway.

"Come with us." Coulson took them to the file room and handed her Captain Rogers file.

She opened and saw many things she already knew and then found the stamp in the end that said deceased. Emma dropped the file to the table and looked up at everyone, this can't happen.

"They don't know that he's dead for sure-"Coulson started but Emma ignored him.

"I have to change it," She muttered walking past them.

"You can't Emma, it's already written in history!" Natasha called after her.

"Well, history can be rewritten."

"No, it can't!" Coulson called after her as she ran down the hall away from them.

She used all her energy and focused hard on where Steve was last seen. Her head hurt from the pressure and concentration, but she powered through it.

"EMMA DON'T!" She heard her friends cry before she felt the familiar rush and sensation as she traveled.

She arrived and was in the midst of battle, it was Hydra agents and she battled and pulled out her weapons from her belt and used all her martial arts skills on them. She had to get to Steve, but it seemed the battle was thinning and she saw Agent Carter and Colonel Phillips running up to the control tower and she followed them.

She heard Steve's voice filing the room. "I got to put her in the water." Emma rushed inside.

"STEVE DON'T!" Everyone turned to look at her including Peggy who enveloped her into a hug and she saw the tears in her eyes.

"Emma?! Emma is that you?" Steve asked in shock.

"I'm here, Steve, I'm here." She cried, "Please don't do this."

"I have to or a lot of people are going to die." He said and she could tell he'd made up his mind. "Emma, this is my choice." Emma felt the tears falling hot down her face and the lump form in her throat and her hands shake. She knew she couldn't change this, as much as she hoped she could. If she let all these people die for nothing, for her own personal reasons, than she wasn't using her powers for good anymore. And if she changed history, well, who knows what would happen then?

"Emma?"

"I'm here."

"I'm going to need a rain check on that dance."

Emma gave a smile at their long ago conversation about her teaching him how to dance. The conversation had started after one of their many rehearsals before a USO performance. He commented on how she made dancing look so easy and how he felt he had two feet. She told him they would go out dancing on the town some night, show him how easy it actually was. That all seemed like a dream now.

"Alright, a week next Saturday at the Stork Club."

"You got it."

"Eight o'clock on the dot. Don't you dare be late," Emma said through a shaky voice.

"You know I still don't know how to dance? You were always the better dancer."

"I'll teach you. Just be there."

"We'll have the band play something slow, I'd hate to step-" And the radio cut out.

"Steve? Steve? Steve?" Emma cried and Peggy came up and wrapped her arms around her. "He's gone, he's gone."

"Where did you come from?" Colonel Phillips finally asked. "And what are you wearing? You weren't wearing that before."

"Before?"

"You were with us just moments before the attack, ready to go in your SSR uniform, then you disappeared. Now you are here. Now where did you go?" Colonel Phillips asked again.

Emma looked up, "You wouldn't believe me if I told you."

"Try me Agent Walker."

Emma pulled out her badge from her pocket and held it up, "Actually it's Agent Barker and I'm a time traveler and an Agent of the SSR and S.H.I.E.L.D."

She went on to explain her truth, that she was somehow connected to Steve and has come to the realization that it was just the serum that brought them together and eventually they fell in love but now that would mean nothing. After explaining everything, Emma could feel her headache growing worse, from the tears, the traveling, and the heartbreak. She told them she should leave and closed her eyes and headed home.

When Emma arrived back, she had only been gone a few seconds and she opened her eyes to see her friends stop running at her and she fell into Clint's open arms as she cried, hard tears.

"I want you to know, he's not gone. They're always looking for him. He's still out there." Coulson explained and Emma just scoffed.

"Coulson, he's dead, no one could survive that crash."

If only she knew, that she was wrong.