Ghosts That We Knew

Ghosts That We Knew

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"You know, I still don't know how to dance." My eyes flickered to the radar in front of me, tracking the movement of his plane, wishing he was here with me. Pretending I was with him. And maybe, if I closed my eyes, I would be. But the worst part was knowing. Knowing that I could go back, knowing that I could save him, and knowing that... I wouldn't. That I couldn't ever do that. Because this stupid wonderful boy from Brooklyn was ending the war of all wars. And I couldn't take that away. "... I'll show you how. Just... Just be there." I let my tears fall, the emotions fill my voice. I couldn't hold myself together any longer. Steve answered quickly, his voice shaking, but firm. Putting on a brave face. "We'll have the band play something slow. I'd hate to step on your-" The radio burst into static, and my heart stopped, dropping into my stomach. •••••• In which Peggy Carter is actually Margo Carter from 2011, companion to a madman with a blue box, and how she found Steve again.
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"I'm guessing you're here to try and recruit me? Again?" I ask him patiently. I believe this is the fifth-time Nick Fury has come calling. Each and every time I have turned him down, but eventually he comes back and proposes the same thing. "No, I'm here to see if you'd like some girl scout cookies. The Samoa's are selling really well this year." Nick sasses while giving me his signature glare. I smirk. He's a sarcastic jerk, but he is funny. "Oh, well in that case..." I start and trail off, knowing it'll make him even more frustrated. He huffs and my smirk grows. "Why do you want me so bad?" I ask, honestly wanting to know. I watch Nick as he sighs deeply and clasps his hands in front of him. "Your skill set is equal to the best that we have. You would be an invaluable part of the team." He explains, but he knows that isn't what I mean. We stare at each other for a moment before he sighs again. "Your history only makes you more of an impressive subject." He continues and I groan. "The point is that you would help put an end to what happened to you, on a global scale." He says. "Think about it, Shifter." Nick drops a folder on the concrete and starts to walk back to the exit of the roof. I flip through the folder lazily, barely skimming the papers, but I know all of the names already. Once I've gone through most of it I stop and toss it in the dust behind me. Reading it was useless. I wasn't made to be any sort of hero. I DO NOT OWN THE AVENGERS. ONLY THE CHARACTERS AND THE SITUATIONS I CREATE.

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