The next day, Steve, Louise, who had decided to come, and Peggy drove through Brooklyn as they made their way to the facility.
Steve glanced out the window at their surroundings and said, "I know this neighborhood. I got beat up in that alley. And that parking lot. And behind that diner."
"Did you have something against running away?" Peggy asked.
Steve glanced at her. "You start running they'll never let you stop. You stand up, push back. Can't say no forever, right?"
"I know a little of what that's like. To have every door shut in your face."
"I guess I just don't know why you'd wanna join the army if you're a beautiful dame. Or a beautiful... a woman. An agent, not a dame! You are beautiful, but..."
"You have no idea to talk to a woman, do you?"
"Excluding with Louise, this is the longest conversation I've had with one. Women aren't exactly lining up to dance with a guy they might step on."
"You must have danced?"
"Well, asking a woman to dance always seems terrifying. And the past few years just didn't seem to matter that much. Figured I'd wait."
"For what?"
Steve was looking at Louise who was looking out the window as he said, "The right partner."
Peggy looked between them with a light smile, seeing something between them.
They pulled up by an antiques shop and got out of the car.
"This way," Peggy instructed.
"What are we doing here?" Steve and Louise asked.
"Follow me."
The three went inside.
"Wonderful weather this morning, isn't it?" the antique store owner questioned.
"Yes, but I always carry an umbrella," Peggy replied.
The antique store owner pushed a button, causing a door to open and they were told to proceed.
Peggy led Steve and Louise into the hidden lab.
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Dr. Erskine and his team were in a big circular room filled with machinery and a pod in the middle.
"Good morning," Dr. Erskine repeated, shaking Steve's hand, and someone took a photograph. "Please, not now." The photographer walked away; Steve looked at the pod. "Are you ready?" Steve nodded. "Good. Take off your shirt, your tie and your hat."
Steve did as instructed, then climbed into the pod and laid down.
"Comfortable?" Dr. Erskine asked.
"It's a little big," Steve said. "You save me any of that Schnapps?"
"Not as much as I should have. Sorry. Next time. Mr. Stark, how are your levels?"
"Levels at 100%," Howard replied.
"Good."
"We may dim half the lights in Brooklyn, but we are ready as we'll ever be."
"Agent Carter? Miss Barnes? Don't you think you'd both be more comfortable in the booth?"
"Oh, yes," Peggy answered. "Of course. Sorry."
Louise nodded and looked at Steve. "Best of luck."
"Good." He took a microphone and tapped it. "Do you hear me? Is this on?" He spoke to the small group that had gathered to watch Steve's preparation to become a super soldier. "Ladies and gentlemen, today we take not another step towards annihilation, but the first step on the path to peace. We begin with a series of micro injections into the subject's major muscle groups. The serum infusion will cause immediate cellular change. And then to stimulate growth, the subject will be saturated with Vita-Rays."
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