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Brooklyn, New York ─ 1942
Being a half-decent person can get someone stuck in quite a few difficult situations. One, for example, is being punched to death in an alley beside a movie theater. That is currently Steve Rogers position as he pushes himself up from the street only to get socked in the jaw, again.
Hannah Rogers had lost her big brother in the crowd leaving the theater, and that was a problem. She loves her brother to death, she loves his nature and his heart that always pushes him to do the right thing. But gosh, he is going to get himself killed one of these days.
Hannah peers into the alleyway and she winces as she sees the taller, ass of a man from the picture they saw swinging for Steve's nose.
"I can do this all day," Steve pants, as he holds his fist up only to get shoved into a trash can.
"No you can't!" Hannah's internal voice of reason screams.
"Okay, you've hit him plenty, move along."
The jerk slowly turns toward her, looking Hannah up and down with hungry eyes.
"I bet you're a real pretty dame when you smile, sweetheart."
He takes a threatening step toward her, but Hannah grits her teeth and stands her ground. Even as he stands a few feet above her and he's got a hand the size of Steve's head.
"Why don't you step over there so your shoes don't get bloody."
The sound of skin meeting skin echos in the alley as Hannah Rogers shaking fist meets the throat of the man in front of her. Years of playing rough with boys meant learning how to hold her own, and take a few down as she went.
The man stumbles back, barely even comprehending what just happened as he chokes on nothing. But he's already stalking back toward Hannah, anger glowing in his dark eyes.
Suddenly a uniformed arm grabs onto the man's shoulder before a fist connects with his nose and he goes down hard. The soldier gives him a kick in the butt as he scrambled out of the alley way.
Hannah is giggling at the look on his face, shaking out her fist as he groans and turns back to them.
"Hey, Jamie, fancy seeing you here."
He gives her a pointed look, but Hannah only smirks. The two make their way over to Steve as he tries to stand straight.
