Shadow of the Past (Captain America) // ✔️ //

Chapter 19: The Rule Book and the Pigs

Things felt better now that Antonia had settle things with Steve, though things were still weird with Peggy. She wasn't her mean self at the moment; sure, she still told her what to do, but she was kind of nice about it and that stuck Antonia as odd. She wasn't sure if this was a trick or whether Peggy was turning a page. Was she calling a cease fire? She hoped so, because she did not have energy to fight anymore. She had other thing to do like stealing a core from her annoying father. However, that was turning out to be a bigger challenge than she expected. She should've expected that since her father could always outsmart her.

Shaking her head, she made her way back to her tent. They were on the move again with the SSR targeting Schmidt's hydra bases. Right now, Steve was out with the Howling Commandos taking down base number two, and it was the second time that she found herself going crazy. She wasn't sure why she was worried or why she was so invested. This was the past and what was going to happen would happen. There was no changing that. People were going to die and there was nothing that she could do to change it. It was useless to worry.

Antonia exhaled slowly as she made her way through a thin crowd of soldiers. It was rather quiet, and she didn't know what to make of the silence. Her mind wasn't helping. Each time Barnes went out, she expected him die. Damn it, she cursed in her head. Why did she get so attached? Why did she break that rule out of all rules? If she hadn't, she wouldn't have gotten attached to Barnes or Steve? URGH! She would've been her worry free self, and she would be able to get on her with her damn life.

She liked her rules, because they made things less sticky. Life wasn't complicated when she followed her damn rules, and her damn emotions wouldn't be affecting her so much. She wouldn't be a laughing stock. You're a fool, she told herself. Maybe, she should've taken Loki's offer, even if it was the most obvious trap in the universe. She wouldn't be suck in this mess, though she would probably be in a bigger mess.

She took another deep breath, thinking. However, it wasn't even a second later that someone was yelling after her.

"Fire Rocket!"

Her eye twitched at the nickname. God, she hated that nickname. How the hell was she a fire rocket? Why add the word fire? Yes, an explosion of sorts was needed, but if a rocket was on fire, that was a very bad thing. Maybe, that was what he was trying to say about her. Shaking her head, she kept walking as she really had no interest in talking to him; however, he didn't get the picture.

"Fire Rocket," he called again as he jumped in front of her. His face was all bruised and there was a clear limp in his step, which was probably why he was still in camp and not out in the field.

She really really hated that name, more so than Sark. You know how Salty feels now, she told herself. "What?" she asked, her eye still twitching. She was clearly annoyed.

"You seem to be in better a mood than before," he stated with a smile.

Did he really consider this a better mood? He must be crazy, though she had to admit that she less snappy than before. "Don't make me beat you," she threatened. It was a buff really; as the last two times she dealt with him, she was saved by Barnes who wasn't in camp at the moment. That also annoyed her as she was not a damsel in distress.

"I wanted to see how you're doing," he stated with a smile. It came out as a cheesy pickup line.

"Still not getting into my pants, Private," Antonia stated, as she folded her arms across her chest. She gave him the famous you-are-an-idiot glance, which Future Rogers hated. "You got to at least buy me dinner first, but I ain't a cheap date."