Rylee's POV
It was four months later when I visited New York for the third time without calling Nat. I didn't even know why I was so afraid to call. I knew she wanted to see me and a big part of me wanted to see her too but I couldn't overcome myself to pick up the phone and dial her number.
I just left the FBI building in Lower Manhattan to walk back to my hotel which was just five minutes away. The last meeting of my trip was over a little bit earlier than I expected so it was just late in the afternoon and not nearly midnight like the last few days. It was a preparation for a foreign mission in a few days and I would leave the country the next week. My supervisor McIntosh wanted me for this mission and I was glad to be a part of it. I had great respect for him because he had an impressive carreer.
I grabbed a coffee at the Starbucks right across the street from the FBI building and walked through Columbus Park. I took a stop at the fountain in the middle and stood there watching it. It was very early in October and the weather was still warm so I enjoyed the sun a little bit. I closed my eyes and let the sun shine on my face.
I grew up not far away from this park and always made a stop at the fountain after I finished school. Sometimes I grabbed something from Starbucks and sat here alone or with my friends. I was often waiting here for my Dad to finish work. I even had my first date ever in this Park. I was 14 but I couldn't even remember the guy's name. It was ten years ago that I was here the last time. I avoided it even on my last two visits because I told myself I would be too busy. I was busy but I could have found the time if I wanted to.
I realized that I was making a lot of excuses to not do something which could trigger some emotions. This park was a safe place for me until my father was shot and I moved to Missouri. Why was I so afraid to go there? It was just a park and a fountain. Nothing more. I didn't feel bad standing here. I felt good and relaxed. I picked up my phone before I could change my mind and found another excuse not to call.
'Hello?'
'Hi Nat.' I made a pause and there was nothing but silence. I was stupid by thinking she would recognize me just by my voice. 'It's me. Rylee.'
'I know. I was just a little surprised. I didn't think you would really call'
Now it was my turn to stay silent because we both knew that when I told her I would call that I wouldn't do it. It was the time to change some things.
'Are you in New York? I would have time for a coffee... If that's the reason you're calling.'
I looked at my empty cup. 'I am in New York. But I already had a coffee. I'd prefer something stronger and maybe something to eat'
I heard her laugh. 'I am in Brooklyn right now. Where are you?'
'Just over the bridge in Lower Manhattan. China Town.'
I heard her repeating my answer and then a male voice but I couldn't understand what he was saying.
'I could be there at six. Steve can give me a ride.'
That was in an hour. I told her where I was staying for the night. So we could meet in front of the hotel and choose one of the bars around it. I walked to my hotel which was next to the park and got a quick shower. I stood in front of my closet with just a towel but I had no clue what to wear. I definitely would wear some black jeans and I could decide between a white shirt and another white shirt. Why did I just pack white shirts for this trip? I wasn't prepared for a night out. But it would be just Nat and I. Or would Steve come with us? I didn't think about that, when she said he would give her a ride. My heart started to beat faster. I saw this man once and that was months ago. I didn't know why I reacted to him that way. Because he was Captain America and he had these gorgeous blue eyes.
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It's a promise
FanfictionWhen a woman who thinks that everybody is always leaving meets a man who promises that he wouldn't. Rylee Barton always wanted to be an FBI agent. One year after the snap she is an agent but it's different than she imagined. Steve Rogers is the man...
