national anthem → s . rogers ( 2 )

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[FYI, this chapter will focus more on Blossom, so Steve and Sam's destroying of the Helicarriers won't really be mentioned. Thank you. Also, after this chapter, updates shall occur more frequently, since I won't need the movie for inspiration, so yay for that!]

"Steve.... you're crazy..." Blossom whispered breathlessly. Steve had been telling her his plan, and she cut him off by giving him one of the best kisses he's ever had.

"But you're just as crazy. After all, you wanted to come," he whispered back, his hands running down her sides to her hips, squeezing them gently.

"Only because I love you. And because I wanna either beat the living daylights out of James Carter, or kill the bastard," she murmured, tugging at his collar. She pulled him down for another kiss, and he pressed her against him. They pulled away, and he looked down at her.

"When we fix this and get back home, we're gonna keep trying for that baby," he whispered, and she nodded, kissing him one last time. He left to go stand outside, and Edna walked over to Blossom.

"B, I fixed up those skates, and I added a few upgrades. Come check em' out," Edna motioned for her to follow, which she did. In their makeshift lab, Blossom's high-tech skates sat in a holster, with no bullet marks to be seen.

"See, Felicia and I took the liberty of adding an almost rocket booster type of device. If someone's on your tail, getting real close, push down on the heel and flames shoot out, catching either them or a wheel. And we gave your gun an upgrade, too. Shoots faster and we cut down the reloading time by three fourths," Edna smiled, and Blossom hugged her.

"Thank you so much," she whispered, and she was handed the boots. She slipped them on, and she grinned.

"Carter won't know what hit him," she smirked, taking the gun. Steve reentered the room, and he walked over to his wife.

"Remember when you said you'd stay with me through all of the stupid things I have done and will do?" he asked, and she nodded, crossing her arms.

"What are you planning?" Blossom asked, and he looked her up and down. She looked amazing in her combat clothes, and she always had.

"We're breaking into the Smithsonian and stealing my old costume."

***

Maria, Sam, Steve, and Blossom walked through the woods, and Steve kept his wife close. On the outside, her face was plain, but on the inside, she was itching to try out her new boots. The three of them paused to gaze at the Triskelion, and then they moved on.

They entered the building, and Blossom pulled out her gun. A sort of rush entered her body, one that she hadn't felt in two years. They approached a locked door, and due to a high pitched frequency, he opened the door, and Steve looked at him. Blossom, Sam, and Maria all pointed their guns at him, and Steve cleared his throat.

"Excuse us," he said, and they were let in. Steve made his way to the control/intercom panel, and he turned it on.