Imagine It

The Dream

Steve snapped out of his childish gaze noticing I stopped singing.

"You alright?" I grinned making sure he was still normal. "Every single night I'd dream about the day of coming back..to you b-but every single time I'd wake up to nothing but darkness." Steve's grip tightened around my hand as he spoke.

I could literally start to feel myself ache in pain by his emotions and dreads of seeing me again. "Tell me this isn't a dream." He pleaded. " Tell me that I can stay...please."

Once again I found myself with no words. The fact that Steve was begging me to stay, was more than I could've ever wanted, or dreamed about. It took all of me to keep myself from crying, falling into his arms and weeping like a child saying "Yes, please, don't leave!" .

"Of course you can Steve.." I slowly rapped my arms around him gently, hugging him. "Stay for as long as you please, just don't leave me like that, not ever." I said, smoothly as possible. Steve pulled away after a brief minute of thought. I thought he was going to leave right then, repeatedly saying he couldn't. But before I was able to realize he was grinning, his hands lift my chin upright then, slowly inching closer, his lips found mine.

" I promise.." He whispers, looking directly into my eyes. This made my heart stop, all of this. Truly Steve had changed, and was willing to stay, with me, for possibly months. " But I hope you don't mind sleeping on the couch." I smirked watching him flop onto the couch , laying on his side. " Nope I'm sure we can get along just fine.." Steve smiled, hugging one of the cushions against his chest. " Well, alright then, Goodnight Steve." I smiled back in return before walking into my own bedroom.

You would've thought my dreams to be pleasant after finally seeing Steve again, but something else happened instead.

It started off with me standing on a skinny path on a small field. The trees and vegetation blowing towards the sunset, and skies more colorful then imaginable. My head flicked around feeling a small tug on my skirt. " Mommy! Mommy! Come and get me!" A little boy possibly about the age of four laughed as he looked aright in my eyes. His face looked almost like hers, the cheeks, the lips, and even the brown silky hair, but his eyes, his eyes were as blue as the skies. " Not if I get you first Buck!" Steve chuckled tickling the boy on the waist with a wide smile. The boy screamed playfully instantly running around me nonstop as Steve chased him. "Bucky.." I repeated quietly. We named the child after Bucky? Steve continued to chase the little boy around me, teasing each other playfully by sticking out tongues or shouting "Na Na Na Na Na!". Was this the future I desired? Was this what I wanted? Was this our future life?

The moment my mind drifted in my own thoughts everything changed. The field turned black and was smashed to the ground. The trees and earth beneath her was either burnt or blown up violently. The skies were layered with smoke as I looked around.

"Peggy!!" I heard Steve cry from a nearby cabin. I darted across the field, stepping on piles of ash and gun shells. I flung open the front door looking in every direction but still no Steve. My feet tripped up the stairs, my mouth open gasping for air, coughing in the process but then I stopped cold. There, lying on the floor, were two dead bodies stained with ash and blood. " Steve....Bucky?!" My voice broke into sobs, gasping for air. I fell to my knees, my head faced the other direction. I couldn't bare to watch anymore, I was scared, lost, I couldn't let this happen. "Make it stop, please!!"

My eyes flashed open into the bright light. My whole body quivering violently, my face covered in tears, and Steve leaned over the bed holding both my arms. "Pegs, I'm right here, I'm right here." He brushed my damp hair away from my face, cradling me in his arms. " I'm right here.."