Antonia was sitting on her cot, staring at the wall of her small quarters that she shared with Peggy, who was more annoying than ever since that kiss with Captain Ass.
Antonia didn't know what it was, but she wanted to beat him, and it wasn't because she was jealous. Antonia refused to be jealous because there was no reason for her to be. Who would want Rogers anyways? He was an asshole with who didn't know what he wanted.
"Are you okay, Antonia?" Peggy asked, eyeing her from her side of their quarters.
The genius from the future looked at Peggy from the corner of her eyes. She wasn't sure if she liked this friendly Peggy, though she supposed it was better than the bitchy Peggy. "Just tired," she responded as Peggy packed.
They were on the move again and the word around the camp was that it could be the battle with Skully as Zola had given them what they needed to finish off Schmidt for good. "You should stay behind and rest," Peggy replied, stepping to Antonia's side.
Ever since Antonia had bolted out of medical wing, Peggy had been 'glued' to her side, making sure she was okay and never alone. "I'm fine, Mother Hen," Antonia replied mockingly. "And I'm going." She was tired of people trying to tell her what to do. If she said she was fine then she was fine... even if she was exhausted.
Peggy backed up and stepped back to her side. "Alright then," Peggy stated, still eyeing her. "And cover that reactor up. Just because Steve and the rest of the Commandos know about it doesn't mean we want the entirety of the camp to know."
Antonia took a deep breath, suddenly remembering that they had learned about it when she was out cold. She had heard it had confused the guys massively and there was some talk of her being a robot, which she wished she was. If that were the case, then she wouldn't be feeling this overwhelming guilt.
Why couldn't she go back to the time before the reactor, before the Iron Man suit and just be that egoist bitch that she was before?
"Got it, mother," she said while butAntoniang up her shirt. With a deep breath, Peggy started again, "Are you sure you're okay? If you ever want to talk, I'm here."
After she finished stuffing her things into her bag, Antonia zipped it up and set it on the floor. "So you and Rogers, now?" she asked, changing the subject, though she didn't know if that topic was any better than the last.
"We haven't labelled it..." The agent said, slowly as if she was hesitant to speak about it in front of Antonia.
"Ah," Antonia uttered. There were parts of her that wanted to spoil the ending for Peggy, but she wouldn't play that card. She didn't need or want to play that card. Why in the hell would she want Rogers?
"He's Rogers again?" Peggy asked, eyeing her. Antonia took a deep breath as she slipped off the bed and onto her feet. "It makes things easier," she replied. It would've been simpler if she had followed her rules in the first place and hadn't gotten close to them.
"Do you think that's wise? Shutting yourself out isn't healthy," the agent said. Her and Rogers really do belong together, don't they? She thought to herself. "We've better hurry," Antonia stated, pulling the pack to her back. Her journal was buried at the bottom of her bag, hiding it from the world, as she didn't wanted anyone to read or even know about it. It was the only thing she shared her secrets with, but she wondered if that was smart as there was a chance that someone would find it.
"Antonia."
"Don't Antonia me," the genius snapped, glaring back at her. "I'm sick and tired of people Antonia-ing me." With that, Antonia bolted out of their quarters, toward the huge aircraft.

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Shadow of the Past (Captain America) // ✔️ //
FanfictionTrying to forget that today was March 15 and trying to escape the long lecture from Rogers, Antonia locks herself in her lab to work on a new project; however, she never expects her unfinished device to misfire and send her back to the sexist 1940's...