October 15, 1936

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[Yeah I was inspired by couple movies...]

Bea followed her friend from the cemetery. "Steve, if you ever need anything, I'm here, okay?"

He nodded. "Thanks, but I'll be okay."

"I know you will. You're good at that."

Steve shrugged. "I guess. How's your flight training going?"

"Almost there. And if war does come, which it seems like it will given what Germany is doing, I may have a chance to fly."

"Would they even let you? You know they frown upon women fighting. Not that there's anything wrong with that. You're too much of a maverick, so if you do choose to fly, be careful."

Bea nodded and smiled. "Thank you. And don't worry, Steve. I will. You know, maverick isn't a bad call sign."

Bucky and Phillip walked up and the former said, "You two seem in the midst of a scintillating discussion."

Steve nodded. "Yeah." He looked at Phillip. "Good luck with her."

Phillip raised a brow. "While I know that, why say it?"

Bea gave him a smile and said, "Nothing to worry about."

"Yet," Bucky muttered.

A guy whistled as he walked past and Bea narrowed her eyes as she muttered, "They never realize how offensive it is."

"Don't do anything," Phillip warned.

"I'm not going to. Not this time. I've got to get going, try to log in more time. See you later." She walked away.

Phillip let out a sigh. "I'm in for quite a ride with her."

Bucky nodded. "Yeah, you are."

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