Chapter 32-Father's day
By: MysticFantasy
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"James, do you remember what today is?" Natasha asked her twelve year ols son in his room.
"Yeah." James answered with a smile. He jumped down to the floor and half crawled under his bed to retreive a box wrapped in paper decorated like the American flag.
"Good. Make sure to keep it here until dinner time." Natasha said with a smile.
James nodded and watched his mother leave his room. Once she was gone and he placed the gift back under his bed, he quickly set to work on making his own father's day gift.
He wanted to make something to really show his father that he really loves him.
He already saw what his uncle's were getting his father but wanted to make his personally. He didn't want to buy a present. He wanted to make it himself.
He just hoped his father would like it.
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"Happy Father's Day, Steve!"
The soldier smiled when he walked into the room and he was covered in streamers and spotted a banner hanging overhead saying the phrase the group just shouted.
Being the only father in the group, he knew that the others were going to make this day a big deal for him. He just hoped that the same thing wouldn't happen on his birthday in two weeks.
Steve smiled more when his young son embraced him greatly.
"Happy father's day, dad." James said.
"Thanks James." Steve said hugging his son. "You make this day so much more special."
James smiled and allowed his Uncle Tony to drag his father toward the table covered in large amounts of food and presents.
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"Now that everyone has had the chance to spoil you, it's our turn." Natasha said as she led her husband down the hall toward their son's room.
"This better count as Father's Day and my birthday." Steve declared as they came to the open door of James's room.
"Not a chance." Natasha said as they entered the room. "Ready James?"
The said teen popped up from the other side of his bed with a gift box in hand.
The three sat on the edge of the bed and allowed Steve to open his present.
The soldier gasped in surprise at what he now held in his hands.
The worn but still too familiar photo album Steve himself had made during the war. Opening the book and flipping through the pages, Steve smiled as he saw the photo's in tact and still very preserved.
Every photo or news paper clipping was still where he left it. Some of the dates written on the pages were a little faded but he could easily write them back.
"I thought I'd never see this again." he said softly as he closed the book. "Thank you both."
The two adults were about to leave the room but James stopped his father, saying that he had an extra present for him.
Deciding to let father and son have their time, Natasha left the room and shut the door behind her.
James then retrieved a hand made card from his desk drawer.
Steve took it with a smile and opened it.
Inside he saw a picture of himself as Captain America on one side and on the other was a recent picture of himself and James coming home from a baseball game.
In neat writting, James had wrote:
My dad is Captain America but that's not why he's my hero. He's my hero just because he's my dad. Happy Father's Day.
Steve smiled more with tears forming in the corner's of his eyes and brought James into his arms.
The father embrace his son tightly and the gesture was returned.
"This has been the best Father's Day ever." Steve said before kissing his son's forehead.