Captain America: The Chronicles Of Gracie Hart

London And Sad News

I had all my things packed ready to leave I can't lie and say leaving Steve after all my team put him through did not suck yes notice I say my team the science division is under my command now since erskine' death we had a funeral for him a small service to lay him to rest. I was happy to be going to England at least I was in a way closer to bucky but leaving Steve felt all wrong. Guess this was the job. I switched off the light in my cabin and began to walk towards the car that would take me to the plane field I had been offered a ride from howie which I kindly excepted better than being on that annoying ship with a bunch of depressives. A young man came over to me it was a damp dark morning infact light had barely started to show. it was raining hard he held a umbrella over my head keeping me somewhat dry as I was about to enter the car I hear my name called i look up and see a buff looking Steve running for me he stops in front of me "Steve"I sigh"gracie please don't go"he begged "I have no choice if it was up to me I would stay or let you come but I can't I'm sorry"I breathed "grace why""doc is dead I am the only one who can help them make more I'm needed go home Steve have fun while you can just look after yourself"I kissed his cheek and entered the car as the rain drops hit the window tears slid down my face as the car began to move.
Once at the air field howie helped me strap in to the plane seats they would do for now while howie sat by me I fell into a deep sleep one I would never really get again.

8 months later January 1944
i has been 8 months since getting to london and leaving America and leaving Steve, he seems fine I hear he is the face of a bonds company and plays the role of captain america he performs for crowds most nights. It upsets me people only see him as a performing monkey and not a person but at least he is safe for now. I was in the lab at a london unit I loved it here it had all I needed as for housing me and howie shared a 2 bedroom apartment near to central London, he had been so kind I was doing the normal tests on steves blood and as usual thought about how I missed Steve hell I missed bucky I got a letter a week back now i had gotten 3 in the past 6 months it's been just over a year since I last saw the man I love I can recite the last letter of by heart:

Dear gracie,
its been hard I know but life will be better when we win this war and I come back we will get married in that little church outside Brooklyn the one your parents married in I miss you so much I was thinking about having children a baby boy you, would make a great mother orders came in today we leave for holland tomorrow hydra is getting worse i hope your safe where you are have you heard from Steve how is the little guy holding up in Brooklyn without you and me love you to the moon and back 
bucky

I was not expecting another letter anytime soon he was busy I got that I was just cleaning up a lab sample when howie grabbed my waist and pulled me into a isolated part of the lab "what is your problem" I screeched he hushed me "gracie its about your fiancé James"howie looked almost scared to continue "bucky what, what's wrong is he hurt"tears formed in my eyes but I didn't let them fall "no grace he um he is MIA""MIA missing in action no no is he alive"I let the tears slip down my cheeks that had gone from Rosie red to pale white "howie is he dead"I ask crying "we don't know Schmidt he ummm had a army the one hundred and seventh went up against him with 200 men 50 are alive now others dead countless taken hostage"he explained "no no no he can't be dead I would have felt it oh my god um"I try speaking passing the room in tears I can't I can just about breathe "where are the surviving men"I ask wiping tears "Italy"howie looked sad "take me there I must see Chester he has to know right which men are dead alive and taken hostage right"I was lost he was not dead he couldn't be"get Peggy ready we leave in a hour"I lay a order I knew stark would not argue in my state.

how was I going to tell Steve his best friend could be dead. I sat and cried while Howard tried calm me. I stare at the beautiful engagement ring on my finger and remember the promise we made to each other after the war we would marry I felt it the last of my hope come crashing down as I looked at the ring around my neck the ring I promised to give back to bucky.