Stargazing • MCU/S. Rogers Fanfic•

3-32: Jazz Music

Washinton D.C.

April 1, 2014

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Astra walked to the Smithsonian. Not a long walk, just ten minutes. You see, she's got a thing for tracking people. And finding this guy wasn't hard. "A symbol to the nation." The speaker informed the tourists. She walked around looking at the Captain America pictures and looking for this someone. "A hero to the world. The story of Captain America is one of honor, bravery and sacrifice."

Target spotted. He wasn't as discreet as he hoped. "Denied enlistment due to poor health, Steven Rogers was chosen for a program unique in the annals of American warfare." Astra, however, was discreet, following him from a good distance and pausing from time to time. "One that would turn him into the Worlds first Super Soldier." He stopped and looks at a kid, who recognized him. It's cute, really, the way the little boy looked at him.

The Captain looked around some more, reliving his memories. He had the most hurt look when he saw the description of his best friend, James Buchanan "Bucky" Barnes. Also a lot of pain when he watched Peggy Carter speak. He opened a photo of her and stared at it for a while. Remembering the moment before he went into the ice.

It wasn't till after the video that the brunette approached him. "What is it, Spangles? The memories haunting or exciting ya?" Really, that's the first thing you say? She thought. Probably making him feel worse.

He looks down at her with a confused expression, then realized who it was and his expression changed to something more upbeat. "Astra, what are you doing here?"

"Oh, you know. Just looking at societies own Captain America shrine and drooling." She joked as they continued to walk.

He chuckled at the description. "You know your on S.H.I.E.L.D's watch list, right."

"I'm on everyone's watch list." She pointed out. "But I'm not the only one on a list." They walked out the door he gave the female another confused look. "I tracked down an unknown group and took some information. It's a list of people, constantly being updated on their location and stuff like that."

"What is it?" He asked her with his eyebrows furrowed.

"I don't have all the answers Cap." She answered. "Not yet, anyways. But, these guy don't like their stuff being violated. Sent two guys to get it back. One got away and I killed the other."

He looked down at me. "So is that his blood or your own on your cheek?" Astra's hand went to her cheek and indeed there was her own blood.

"Didn't even notice." She admitted. "But, to get this sorted out I was hoping you could lend a hand and let me crash at your place."

"Yeah, sure." He responded while nodding his head. "You got a bike or something?"

"My bike had a tracker on it." She began explaining. "The group was tracking me with it. So I decided to mess with them a bit and sold it."

"Right." He then motioned to his own bike. "Well, hop on. Hope you don't mind, I'm making another stop." He climbed on the front and she sat behind him.

*****

Astra waited outside leaning on the Steve's bike. He walked out the retirement home, broken, almost.