Love to Hate You (Chris Evans)

Epilogue - I Will Always Love You

Four Years Later

"Charlie!" Angela called from the living room of the hotel suite. "Front and center Mister!"

"I don't wike it Mama!"

"Please baby, we are so late." 

"No!"

"Papa is wearing one sweetie. Don't you want to be just like Papa?"

A little dark-haired boy with green eyes peeked from the bedroom. Angela smiled. Her perfect son, a duplicate of Chris. "But Mama, I don't wike it." 

"I know baby, but can you do it for me? For Papa?  It's a big night for him." 

"Is Uncle Bastian going?" 

"Yep, and Auntie Lizzy and Auntie Scarlet and Uncle Anthony and Uncle Robert." 

Charlie looked at her with a little skepticism, just like his father. "You promise Papa is going to wear one?" He pulled at the tie on his little suit. 

"Listen my little boy, I promise Papa is wearing one and if you are good for me, we can play a prank on Uncle Sebastian, ok?" The little boy nodded with enthusiasm as the hotel door opened. 

"Sweetheart, are you ready?" Chris called still looking at his phone. He looked up to see his wife in her cream-colored gown kneeling next to his son. "My queen, looking even more beautiful." He helped her up. 

"Stop now, Chris. I know what you are trying to do." Angela kissed Chris softly to not ruin her lipstick. She wiped his lips. "Charlie doesn't want to wear the tie." 

"Oh, c'mon Charlie. All the cool guys are wearing it." He kneeled so his son could see his. "See, I'm wearing one." Charlie smiled and wrapped his arms around Chris's neck so he could be picked up. Three years old and he has Chris wrapped around his finger. "Are you ready my Angela?"

"Are you? Big night. Last premier." 

"I'm ready for everything to settle down.  It's been a long few years with Marvel. No regrets though." Chris looked at his wife. Never any regrets. 

"Good to know." He took her hand and led them downstairs to the waiting limo. As they rode to the premier, Chris looked back at their life after finding their way back to each other. 

Chris and Angela got married in Sudbury a couple of months after getting back from London. The Evans family were eager to have Angela and Sebastian join the family. It wasn't another three months before they announced they were pregnant. 

Charles Sebastian Evans was born the day after filming for Civil War had wrapped, doing a favor to his father. He was perfect and Angela loved being surrounded around her boys. Angela was able to travel with Chris, bring Charlie with them when they could.

She didn't stop her photography, the Invictus Games being her biggest project. And winning her a Pulitzer for the project the follow year. Chris was never prouder of her as she accepted and dedicated the prize to her inspiration, Chris. 

Coming back to the red carpet, Chris stepped out first and pulled Charlie out to hold him on his hip and offered his hand to Angela. The family smiled as photos were taken. Angela held Charlie's hand as Chris did interviews. 

"Hey Duck!" Sebastian swept her into a hug. He bent down to pick up Charlie. "My duckling! How are you, Charlie?"

"Can I take off my tie yet Uncle Bastian?" 

Sebastian laughed. "Not yet. See I got one too." He kissed his head. "How are you Duck?"

"Tired. But happy for everyone. Big night." 

Sebastian inspected her. "Are you sure you're ok?"

"I'm fine Rață.  Go, get interviewed. I'm taking this one for a snack." Angela headed towards the theater where the rest of Chris's family was waiting. Scott picked up Charlie for her as they waited for Chris. Once inside, Sebastian handed a glass of champagne to Angela. "No thanks." 

"You, declining a drink?  Are you sure you're ok?"

"Funny Rață. I'm fine. I just want to be clear headed for Charlie." Angela looked away. 

"Oh no. You're lying. Out with it." Sebastian crossed his arms. 

Chris saw his posture and rushed over. "Angie?"

"He caught me lying." 

"About the thing?"

"Yeah." 

"Ok, what thing? What's going on?" Sebastian had a panicked look. "Angela, are you ok? Do I need to kill Chris?"

Angela giggled. "You can't murder the father of my children Sebastian." 

"No but if he... Children?" Sebastian's eyes got big. "You're pregnant?" he whispered. 

Chris smiled and kissed her cheek. "With twins." 

"Oh sh-" he was cut off by Angela covering his mouth. 

"Not everyone knows. Well. Lisa knows but its still early." Angela let go. "You'll be there, right?" 

"Forever and ever. I'm so excited.  How far?"

"10 weeks." Angela sparkled. "Scared but still a secret." 

The night moved on and Chris and Angela found themselves back on the dance floor just like before. "You happy my queen?"

"Always, my king. Always." Angela leaned on him. "You okay?"

"Thought I would be more emotional but I'm ok." 

"You'll always be my Captain Asshat," she giggled. "Love you."

"And you'll always be my Ice Queen. Love you." 

The End.