Have you even felt what love was? It's what you felt when you met the love of your life back in the late 1700's, at the Winter's Ball.
Tony Stark was your love, he was an orphan, bastard, yet he was so handsome.
You got married before the war, and before he left for the war, you had, you know, sex, just in case he didn't come back. Months later you found out you where pregnant, causing you to beg Nick Fury, his general to send him home, and that's what he did.
Years after the war, you had your son with Tony, naming him after your father, Philip, and smiling. He was beautiful baby, and was even a beautiful man.
He grew up similar to your husband, a little heart breaker, but you kept him in check. Your old body couldn't deal with anything, but you pushed on, happy you had your son, your other children, and your husband who provided you with your life, making you so happy.
Your husband had cheated on you when you where at your summer home, and he was back at your house, which broke your heart. When you found out, you had such a fit, you kicked him out of your bed, made him sleep in his office, while burning every note he had ever written you.
Soon, Philip was murdered, causing you to stop speaking, your heart to.... broken to even think. You had blocked out everyone you loved, your sister Lili came back to America to live with you, and try to help you out, which didn't work.
You moved uptown, and you blocked out Tony, which made him cry, knowing you couldn't stand the fact your husband was the person who let your child go to the duel. Soon you forgave him, but your heart was still broken.
Soon, Steven Rogers, your husbands first from coming from the Caribbean, had offended your husband to a point where you didn't know they where going to a duel.
"Tony?" You yawned softly, rubbing your eyes, a candle in your hand as you watch him packing his stuff.
"(Y/N)? Honey, go back to bed." He said softly, setting his stuff down, and walking to you. "The suns not even up."
"I woke up 'cause I was missing my heat source. Why are you up?" You asked softly, tired, and annoyed of him always leaving leaving you when you where sleeping.
"I have a meeting at dawn." He said, looking at you, while kissing your head.
"Come back to bed."
"I have to write something down."
"I'm going back to bed." You huffed, starting to walk back towards your bed. You felt an arm on you, making you look at him with a tired look.
"Hey, Best of Wives, best of Women." He said, making you smile, kissing him, and walking back to bed.
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Tony arrived at the duel sight, seeing his once best friend, now enemy, standing there, anger dancing in his blue eyes. "Rogers."
"Stark." Steve growled, then turning around.
"One-two-three-four-five-six-seven-eight-nine!" With a sad look, Tony looked around, and back to where he just came from. '(Y/N), I love you.'
"There are ten things you need to know." Steve muttered to himself, his hands on his gun, even though he despised them.
Number one!
"We rowed across the Hudson at dawn. My friend James B. Barnes signed on as my-"

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