Part of Your World:A Chris Evans FanFiction

36.

 A few weeks later I was stepping out of the Liverpool arrivals gates. It was raining outside, and I was exhausted from the flying. I spotted a chauffeur standing with a sign with my name on it.

"Hi, I'm Emily Stephens."

"Hello, Doctor Stephens." She said, taking the handle to my suitcase. Her Liverpool accent was adorable. I wanted to listen to it forever. She lead me out to the front of the airport where her car was waiting. I climbed into the back seat of the car, and she loaded my things into the boot.

"Where would you like me to take you?" She asked starting the car.

"Oh, um, you don't know?" I said, panicking slightly. I actually had no idea where I was supposed to be going.

"I'm sorry. I was given two options. I can take you to the studio. I have ID here for you. Or I can take you to the hotel. I have a key for your room."

"Studio, please." It wasn't even a question. I was exhausted, but I hadn't seen Chris in almost two months. I had to see him.

We drove along making small talk. After a while she pulled the car into a film studio, and I was escorted through the building. We stopped for me to sign a non-disclosure agreement and before being led through to a huge warehouse like room with green screens. I was directed to sit in Chris' director chair. Is that what it's called when you're an actor? Anyway, it was one of those chairs, and it had his name on it. I spotted Chris. He was in his Captain America uniform, the shield and everything, standing with some other men on some rocks, raised above the ground in front of the massive green screen. My heart flipped.

Joe was sitting at a screen near me watching the action and occasionally shouting out some piece of direction. He waved me over.

"You can watch through here if you like." He said as I approached.

I watched as they delivered their dialogue a few different ways, with different blocking, and then they came down a zip line, over and over. Joe finally called cut and a two hour break for set change.

"Come on. You can go over to him." Joe said.

I basically skipped over to Chris, my whole body was on edge. Chris spotted me for the first time, and suddenly became very impatient with the people helping him out of his rigging. I stood hopping from one foot to the other as I waited.

They finally got him loose and he ran to me, picked me up and kissed me. I slid down his body, clinging to his neck, our lips locked together.

"Get a room." One of the other cast members said, shoving Chris as he walked by.

"Seb, come here and meet Emily." Chris said, he was buzzing. As was I. "Em, this is Seb. He's Bucky."

He came and hugged me. It was so sweet and affectionate.

As he walked away I turned to Chris. "I ship it."

"What?"

"What? Nothing. Oh god, I love the uni. Do you think I'd be allowed to get a photo of you in it?" I said quickly changing the subject.

Chris asked Joe if it was okay.

"We're kind of not supposed to do that." He said. I frowned. "I'll tell you what though, what if I get one of the official photographers take one, and I'll email it to you when the film comes out."

"Oh my god! Really?" I squealed, jumping up and down. "Thank you so much."

"You are not cool at all, are you?" Chris said, as we posed for a photo. I made him hold the shield and kiss me.