Chapter 2. First Steps

80 5 3
                                    

June 21, 1943, the night before pre-serum Steve Rogers is transformed

Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.

June 21, 1943, the night before pre-serum Steve Rogers is transformed.

Abraham Erskine performed one final check of the equipment.  As the last one in the lab, he always felt it was his responsibility to make sure everything was safely secured before he left.  Stepping up the stairs he turned off the lights and headed out through the security station, signing his name at the bottom of the list where everyone else had already signed out.

"Goodnight, Doc," said the MP. 

"What was his name again?" thought Erskine.  Ah yes.  "Goodnight, Sergeant Perkins.  Keep everything safe, we have a big day tomorrow."

With an informal salute Perkins acknowledged Erskine's words and pressed the buttons that would allow the scientist access to the store front where an undercover agent would let him out.  A car was waiting for him, dropping him off in front of his building in Queens about half an hour later.  Stepping out of the car into the cool night Erskine started up the steps to his flat when he felt a hand at his elbow and a deep voice in his ear.

"Keep going to your flat," said the voice, "I won't hurt you, but we need to talk.  Many lives depend upon it, including your own."

The voice seemed familiar and devoid of threat.  No weapon was visible and although the man was big, he didn't force Erskine, rather he seemed to be attempting to be letting the doctor guide him.  When they got inside the building the doctor tried to see the man's face, but he was wearing a hooded jacket that kept his face hidden.

"Who are you?" asked Erskine, suddenly unwilling to enter his flat with the man.

"You'll know soon enough," said that voice which Erskine was sure he had heard before.  "Doc, I'm not here to hurt you but we don't have much time."

With a sigh, Erskine unlocked the door, stepped inside, and turned on a lamp before the man closed the door behind him.  Expecting to hear the sound of a gun being cocked Erskine turned to face his fate and almost had a heart attack when he saw the man facing him, his face fully revealed.

"Hey Doc," said the super soldier, waving his hand at the same time.

"Mein Gott," said the shaken doctor, stepping backwards.  "Steven?  But how is it you look like this? Tomorrow is the procedure but ... I don't understand."

"You still have some of that schnapps?" asked Steve, moving towards the kitchen.

"Ja, in the cupboard," said the man, sitting heavily down in an armchair, still not believing what he was seeing.

Steve pulled out the bottle and two glasses pouring each of them a good amount.  He handed Erskine his glass while sipping his own drink, sitting near him.  Then he leaned close to the scientist.

"I'm going to give it to you straight," he said.  "I'm breaking a lot of rules doing this, but I don't care.  If I can stop what happens to you tomorrow and what happens to Bucky later, it will save a lot of people's lives.  Doc, I'm from the future."

Stopping WinterWhere stories live. Discover now