Caitlyn Carter was sent on a mission to comfort the one and only Steve Rogers. Her background is somewhat classified and confusing. She is 13 but came from the past to keep a close eye on Rogers by, you guessed it, Peggy Carter. Caitlyn is smart,yet...
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It was the the day after Steve had come back home and I'm already nervous about his health and condition. I don't want another episode like last time.
"Cait?" Steve says as he was getting comfortable on the couch.
"Yes," I say walking into the room where he was.
"Sit," he gestures to a spot on the couch. "What happened to Bucky?" I sit down and sigh. I tell him everything that happened. He nods as I explain.
"Do you think we can get him back?" I ask.
"I really don't know, sweetheart." He looks at me with those big blue eyes. "But I think we should try."
"He's in confinement and with your condition, it's almost impossible!"
"In MY CONDITION! I'm 98 not dead!"
"Yeesh gramps, calm down," I say. "But you do know what to do right?"
"What?" I then stand up and look spy-like and make a gun with my hands.
"I now go by Bond...James Bond." I start walking around pretending to shoot things as Steve laughed.
"Stop before you shoot somebody," he says as he laughs more.
"Pew!" I pretend to shoot Steve and he plays dead. "Another one bites the dust. And another one one, another one gone. Another one bites the dust," I sing. He sits back up and we laugh some more. I take a seat back next to him.
"Did you like my bear?" he asks as I grab the bear off the table and hold him tightly.
"Yeah, he's adorable!"
"He's name is Sergeant Bear." I give him a blank look.
"How original," I say sarcastically.
"Hey, I was seven, okay?"
"Where did you even find it?"
"An old box."
"Okay. Cool."
"We need to come up with a plan to get Bucky back," Steve said now serious.
"Okay I was thinking-" The phone rings.
"I'll get it," Steve says as I help him up. He walks over and picks up the phone as I stand and watch. "Hello?...Yes this is him....Okay, sokay....Really?...Yes sir....Thank you sir...bye." He hangs up.
"Who was that?" I snap Steve out of his daze.
"Peggy's doctor," he says. I see his eyes tear up. "She's extremely sick."
"Steve?" He starts crying. "No. No no no no."
"Yes!" He says angrily. He sits down and covers his face. I start to tear up too.
"Everything is oka-"
"No it's not! You don't realize that she's the love of my life and I just can't live with myself knowing she can go any minute!" I put my hand on his shoulder.
"Yes, I do," I whisper. "This hurts me too."
"How?!" He stands up in rage.
"Steve, I-"
"How can you feel the same way as I do? I could have died for her! And I would do it again if it means I can be with her! You don't understand!"
"Yes I do! She was the one that took me in and acted like my mother figure!" I stand up and get angry.
"Well maybe if you stayed in that orphanage you wouldn't be in the mess!"
"Now your putting this on me?! I left that orphanage because I had to!"
"Why did you HAVE to leave?" I got quite. "Huh?"
"I can't tell you!" I yell trying to change the subject.
"Why? Why can't you tell me anything?"
"Somethings are hard to tell!"
"Well if you can't trust me, leave!"
"Fine I will!" I grab my phone and put a few pairs of clothes in a bag as well as money. "And I won't come back!" I yell as I close the door behind me. I stop and take a deep breath then walk down the hall in tears.
