"I'm not dead," Steve echoes. She looks the same as she did before that ill-fated flight but different, too. She's older now, there's grief etched in the beautiful lines in her face and his mind readily supplies that he's added to that grief. Who knows how many others she lost in the war, countless, but he didn't want to be one of them.
He wants to go to her and erase the distance between them but his feet are frozen and he's not sure how to start. He's not the kind of man to break a promise but he'd broken a big one to Peggy, the biggest one he's ever made. Is she going to forgive him for that?
"They found me, rescued me. I've been undercover in one assignment or the other ever since then. I wanted to contact you or anyone else but I've just been under lock and key for the most part. Couldn't even send a letter."
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Date: 2016-10-31 05:49 pm (UTC)"I'm not dead," Steve echoes. She looks the same as she did before that ill-fated flight but different, too. She's older now, there's grief etched in the beautiful lines in her face and his mind readily supplies that he's added to that grief. Who knows how many others she lost in the war, countless, but he didn't want to be one of them.
He wants to go to her and erase the distance between them but his feet are frozen and he's not sure how to start. He's not the kind of man to break a promise but he'd broken a big one to Peggy, the biggest one he's ever made. Is she going to forgive him for that?
"They found me, rescued me. I've been undercover in one assignment or the other ever since then. I wanted to contact you or anyone else but I've just been under lock and key for the most part. Couldn't even send a letter."