It had been 6 months since I had gotten Steve's letter. It was hard seeing service men come home to their families. Even though I was happy for them, my wounds were still fresh and hard. I never got a goodbye, a first or final I love you, I never got anything with him. I got his mother's wedding band that I wore on my ring finger on my left hand and his dog tags I constantly wore around my neck. I sighed seeing another service man come in the cafe. I looked at the waitress I was working with.
"I need a minute." I said and she sighed.
"You okay?" Betsy, the waitress asked.
"Just need some fresh air, I'll be outside in the alley." I said and she nodded. I walked out the back door and leaned against the wall. I clutched the dog tags in my hand.
"Steve....this is too hard, I need you here. I keep thinking you will be one of the service men to walk through that door and every time I'm let down remembering it can't be you." I say out loud and I close my eyes fighting to find the imagine I have of Steve in my head. I find it and smile as some tears fall down my face. As I stood there silently crying the door opened.
"Hey, I know you needed a break but Betsy is getting slammed." Billy my boss said poking his head out and he saw I was crying and holding the dog tags.
"You know he may not be dead. Maybe just MIA or something." Billy said and I shook my head.
"I would feel him if he was alive, we felt like we were connected." I said and Billy sighed. I wiped away my tears and headed inside helping Betsy deliver all her orders. Once the last one came up Betsy pointed to a table.
"Can you get his order while I deliver these?" Betsy asked and I sighed seeing a guy sitting with his back to us. I could tell he was in an Army uniform.
"Betsy he is a service guy." I said and she sighed.
"You have gotten bite the bullet Ginny." She said and groaned.
"Please don't call me that. One guy did and it hurts hearing it." I said and he looked at Billy.
"Fine, I got it." I said and pulled out my pad. Looking at it as I approached the table thinking it would be easier to not look at the guy.
"What can I get ya?" I asked.
"Well I was hoping for a welcome home from the best girl in town hoping she forgives me for being gone." I heard the voice say and I closed my eyes as they filled up with tears. "Ginny...open your eyes and look at me."
"No, you aren't really here, you can't be." I said. He huffed a laugh.
"Ginny....please. I need to see those beautiful eyes of yours." I opened my eyes slowly and looked at the man sitting at the table. He stood up when I opened my eyes. "I'm home love." Steve said and I jumped in his arms wrapping by arms around his neck and he grabbed me and held on lifting me from the ground.
"Where have you been?" I asked as we released and he cupped his face using his thumb to wipe away my falling tears. I noticed some differences and he could see it on my face.
"We have a lot to discuss. When do you get off?" Steve asked and I looked at the clock.
"In an hour. Can you stick around?" I asked him and he chuckled remembering the first time I said that to him.
"I'll wait forever Ginny." Steve said and I walked away giving him a wink.
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Once I got off work I walked over to Steve table and held out my hand.
"Ready to go Captain Rogers?" I asked and he smiled.
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Chris Evans One Shots
FanfictionA collection of short stories of Chris Evans or any of his character's. If there is anyone shot, I do that you would like continued please let me know As well as if you have any ideas, I'm always open to suggestions.
