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The New Recruit

Part 10

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Summary: It’s America’s Golden Boy’s birthday! Tony throws him a surprise 40s-themed birthday party. He and Nat try to hook you up. Later, things on a mission escalate and ends in a tragedy.

A/N: In celebration of Steve’s 100th birthday, this was the right time for a chapter like that. This chapter was supposed to have a happy ending, ‘cause you know celebrating and everyone is supposed to be happy, but the story was always gonna go there. Also just as I was almost done with this fic, I clicked on exit by accident and closed everything I had written (which was a lot), I spent hours writing ideas and everything was gone, so this is a rewrite and hope it’s just as good as the original.

My Birthday Writing Challenge

Warnings: Flat-lining, Cliffhanger, Angst at the end

Word Count: 4277

Today was a casual day for you; you woke up, had your morning coffee, and was gonna go to work and later eat pizza and watch a movie.

“let’s take a break” Nat suggested.

“Tired too fast?” you teased.

“No, I was suggesting it for you”.

“Oh no, I’m good to go another round”.

“You mean you’re ready to lose again?” she teased.

“don’t get overconfident. I might defeat you this time” you warned.

“okay we’ll see, but let’s take a break first” she insisted.

“alright” you went to grab the towel and wipe off the sweat and drank some water, when Nat came to you.

“So Y/n, I’ve been meaning to ask you something” she hesitated.

“ask away”.

“So would you ever go on a date with rogers?” she asked.

“WHAT? where is this coming from?” you were shocked by the question.

“Just answer the question” she was curious.

“NOO! Why are you asking?… wait— did Rogers put you up to this?” you suspected.

“Ooh no no, I just love hooking people up and both of you are single. I bet you’d make a great couple” she expressed.

“what the hell Nat? No never, ever. Are you out of your mind? Me and rogers” you scoffed and let out a loud sarcastic laugh. You must be blind. I dislike him so very much. We are so different and exactly the opposite of each other” you tried to find reasons.

“you know what they say, opposites attract. You’d make the perfect couple. You’d fight and argue all the time and kiss kiss each other to make up for it. I bet things behind closed doors would get heated as well” she started to fantasize.

“I swear if you don’t stop talking right now, I’m gonna puke and it ain’t gonna be pretty. God! Just thinking about it makes me sick” but it really didn’t. You had a strange feeling in your stomach instead.

“ and well… no, opposites don’t attract, not with me it doesn’t, nice try though” you added.

“You two stop chit-chatting and get to work” Steve demanded.

Now you could never look at Steve the same way. You decided to avoid him for the rest of the day and if possible, the rest of the week. But little did you know of what’s about to happen.

After you finished training, you quickly grabbed your towel and water bottle and exited the room, then Tony came and stopped you.

“Hey Y/n, got a second?” he asked.

“for you, always” you admitted.

“I’m flattered. Hey listen I have a favor to ask…” he was also hesitant.

“okay…. shoot”.

“so you know since I’ve been busy planning a part for cap’s birthday and all that, I was wondering if you could distract him today, until all the guests arrive?”.

“wait, what? Today is Rogers’ birthday. I didn’t know that. Thanks for informing me and not telling me about planning”.

“don’t take it personally, I love planning alone. I thought you knew it’s his birthday. Everyone knows. Anyway, would you do it?” he asked.

“as much as I’d love to help, I have work” you sarcastically said.

“The party starts at 8 o'clock, you’ll be here before that” he reminded you.

“why does it always has to be me? I don’t like the guy. Can’t Nat or Sam do it. They’re closer to him” you complained.

“No, they have other tasks. Besides, you said it yourself, you dislike him, he’ll never suspect anything or think you’d do such a thing for him, pleaaase!” he begged.

“but how am I supposed to distract him?” you asked.

“I don’t know. You’ll figure something out. You always seem to find a thing to fight and argue about. Just come up with a subject that you’d disagree on” he suggested.

How could you refuse such a thing, coming from Tony. He was nice and kind and similar to you. You liked him a lot, even though he can be stubborn and annoying sometimes “Fine, I’d do it, but just because you need me. I’m doing it for you”.

“Thank you, you;re a sweetheart” he grinned and kissed your cheek, then was about to leave before he remembered something.

“Oh and Y/n, it’s a 40s’ themed- party” he quickly left before you could protest.

“I- uhm- ughhh.. no” you sighed.

Great! Now not only are you not gonna eat pizza and watch a movie, but you also have to ask your boss for permission to leave earlier, so you’d go shopping and find a gift for him. Not to mention you have to face him, after deciding you want to avoid him, and actually have to distract him. Just great!

- - -

You were just finishing the last touches on the new dress you bought and were headed to Steve’s room, but he beat you to it. He was already leaving his room and headed upstairs. He passed by your room since it was next to his. Then he took a step back, realizing what he just saw. He stood in front of the door and you saw his reflection in the mirror and turned to face him. He had a look on his face that you couldn’t read “what?” you smiled. Apparently he was somewhere else, 'cause he didn’t answer or seemed to pay attention to what you just said. You waited a few moments before raising your voice “Rogers” you called his name.

“Ye- yeah?” it was more of a question than an answer.

“you phased out” you informed him.

“I did? I didn’t notice, sorry” he apologized, still not taking his eyes off of you.

“Is there something wrong with the dress?” you looked at the dress but didn’t see anything.

“No no no. you just remind me of someone” you knew right away who he meant.

“Oh”.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it. I meant it in a good way, but why are you dressed like that?” he asked.

“why not?”.

“It’s just, I rarely see people wearing stuff like that nowadays”.

“well, that’s 'cause I’m rare. Actually, I’m the only one of me out there”.

“Yes, you are” he agreed.

“what did you just say?” you wanted to make sure you heard him right.

“I said yes, you are” he repeated.

“I was just making sure of what you said. Did you just agree with me for once?” you gave him a teasing smile. He gave you a little one in return and was about to leave. You quickly held his hand to try and stop him “wait”.

He looked at your hand touching his, then at you “what is it, y/n?” it was like he was hoping to hear something he’s been waiting for, for a long time.

Shit! You didn’t know what to say. He was in a good mood and so were you. You weren’t talking about a mission or anything that could make you start an argument. “Y/n?” he asked again eager to hear what you have to say, you forgot you were still holding his hand. You immediately let go when you realized that.

“what do you think?” you took a step back and held the dress in your hands.

He stared at you again, but this time it was different, it’ was like as if he has seen a miracle “It’s perfect. Red suit you” he complimented.

“Thanks” you shyly smiled. Why can’t he always be like that.

“where did you get it from?” he asked.

“just an antique store, that has all kinda vintage stuff. I love vintage stuff, they’re prettier that most things today. I wish we would have some of the old stuff on daily basis and not just in specific antique shops” you were thinking out loud.

“you and me both” he looked at the ground, probably remembering the good old times.

“Do you wish you could go back?” you asked after a moment of silence.

“I do” he gave you a blank smile.

“if you had the choice to never have come to the 21st century and living your life in the 20th would you do it?” you tried to start a conversation.

“as much as I would love to, I still wouldn't”.

“what? Why?” you were surprised by his answer,

“'cause if I have, then I’d have never gotten to know the team, I wouldn’t have met you” he admitted.

You didn’t know what to say to that. You opened your mouth to speak, but nothing came out. Luckily, you were saved by the price-tag that Steve noticed, due to his constant staring.

“you still have the price-tag on, do- do you want me to get it off?” he asked.

You look at your shoulder but couldn’t reach or see it “okay”.

He came closer to you and your face was facing his chest. You could hear his heart beating. His strong, soft hand touched your neck and you got goosebumps. He easily ripped it off.

“are you cold?” he noticed the little hair standing on your arms.

“no, not really. Why?” you questioned.

“your skin” he pointed at your arm.

“oh that…” how should you explain it. You yourself didn’t know. Thankfully, Tony finally sent you a message saying to bring him up.

“come with me, I want to show you something” you took his hand and headed to the elevator.

“what’s on the penthouse?” he saw that you pushed the buttons.

“you’ll see” you smiled.

“go on” you waved your hand forward, signaling him to get off the elevator, but he was suspicious.

“you’re not gonna murder me, are you?” he joked.

“not if you get out, I won't” you walked slightly behind him.

“Y/n it’s dark in here, what are we doing here?” he asked.

Suddenly the lights turned on and everyone was standing in front of him. Tony brought him a cake and the rest sang happy birthday to him. I was the perfect moment for you to do what you’ve always wanted to do. Just as they finished singing and he made a wish, you held his head and smashed it on the cake,putting cream all over him.

“You did not just” he was a bit mad.

“I totally did” you laughed and his heart skipped a beat. He has never seen you laughing like that before, he calmed down and took some of the cream and smeared your face.

“No, no,no. Not my face. I spent hours on this look” you whined.

'you started it” he started laughing and it was the same with you. You’ve never seen him laugh before.

After all the childish fun was over, you went to wash your face and Nat decided to tag alone, but signaled Tony with her facial expressions.

“so Cap, enjoying yourself?” Tony rested his elbow on the bar.

“I don’t usually like these kind of stuff, but this was really nice, thank you. Whose idea was it?” he asked.

“It was actually Y/n’s. She insisted that we throw you a big party and demanded it to be a 40s themed party, so you’d feel closer to your past. She wanted to make this evening perfect” Tony lied.

“really, y/n?” he was shocked to hear that, knowing how you’ve been treating him the whole time.

“Yeah. I know it’s shocking. Everyone was surprised when she suggested it. Actually she demanded it, and you know when she says something and we don’t do it, things tend to take a turn for the worse, you experienced it first hand. She said she wanted to make it up for you, for being mean to you and always getting on your nerves. She said you’re the best captain and she’s lucky to have you as her captain. She said not to tell you that, so don’t mention it, she’ll get angry” Tony kept lying, he was up to something.

“I see” Steve took a sip of his drink and seemed to think about something.

“are you here as Steve’s date?” Nat smirked.

“what’s with you today? I literally just told you I’d never go out with him. I only did this as a favor to Stark” you reminded her.

“Aha” you walked out and Nat asked Tony to dance with her, leaving you with Steve.

“so what do you think?” you asked him.

“It’s perfect. Thank you Y/n”.

“don’t thank me. I didn’t do anything. It was all Stark. Nat and Sam helped too” you informed him.

“humble as always”.

“no, really, I didn’t. As much as I love contributing to birthday parties and surprises I didn’t this time” you assured him.

“what do you mean?” he was confused.

“I only just found out about your birthday today, old man. Apparently, Stark’s been planning this for a week and didn’t mention a thing to me until he needed me to distract you” you admitted.

“so you had nothing to do with this?” he wanted to be sure.

“nope”.

“so distract me, huh? Is that what you’ve been doing? And I wondered why you’re being nice”.

“don’t get used to it. I still dislike you. And yeah I was and I’d say I did a pretty good job, won’t you say?”.

“yeah you did. Had me fooled” he chuckled.

“The plan was to actually argue with you about something, that’s what Stark suggested” you informed him.

“Oh god, please no”.

“I was very tempted to, but then you were chill and we weren’t on a mission and you didn’t do anything. You were kinda nice so I played along” you added.

'You know, that’s not what Tony told me”.

“what did he tell you?” you asked, sensing it was nothing good.

“he said the party was your idea and you insisted it to be a 40s themed-party” he informed you.

“Rogers, tell me exactly what he said. Every word he used” you were trying to keep calm but he saw you were getting angry so he explained everything.

“Son of a bitch. I’m gonna murder him. I bet Nat also had something to do with it” you were about to face Tony but Steve stopped you.

“hey hey hey, calm down. What does Nat have to do with this?”.

“she asked me this morning if I’d ever go on a date with you and kept rambling about us being the perfect couple, can you imagine that? I mean how blind could someone be. And now she’s working with Tony to try and set us up together, uh-uh, not on my watch” you explained.

“why didn’t you say anything before?” he asked.

“what should I have said, Rogers? Hey, guess what Nat is trying to hook us up” you changed your tone.

“yeah,, but hey I have a plan. Why don’t we just pretend like we’re together?” he suggested.

“like actually go to them and say hey we’re a couple so your plan is a failure?”.

“yeah, something like that. We’d say that they should stop trying to hook us up 'cause we’re already a couple, but weren’t ready to announce that yet, so we dated in secret” he proposed.

“doesn’t sound like a bad idea… what the hell, let’s do this” you linked your arm in his and walked up to Nat and Tony.

why won’t you go out on a date with rogers? Why do you dislike him so much? He’s too good for me, and I don’t mean in the I don’t deserve him, he deserves someone better kinda way. I mean like he’s literally too good, and I can’t handle so much goodness.

“we know what you’re trying to do. It’s very pathetic” you informed them.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about” Tony lied.

“so you didn’t just tell Rogers that I’m the one who suggested this party and that I’m lucky to have his as captain. But you know what? You’re right, he is the best there is” you smirked.

“come again?” Tony was shocked to hear you say that.

“you heard me. He really is the best captain and I’m lucky to have him and not just as captain” you put your hand on his chest and he wrapped his arm around your waist. You looked up at him and smiled. You looked like an engaged couple.

“very funny guys. We know you’re not together… yet” Nat said.

“we are” Steve told her.

“Yeah, but we kept it a secret that’s why we kept saying no to you guys and fought all the time. Because we thought you’d think we dislike each other. But now we ready to announce it, so stop trying to hook us up, your plan sucks” you teased.

“Prove it” Tony demanded.

“Kiss” Nat added.

Steve kissed your forehead.

“Not like that. Kiss her like she really means something to you. Kiss her like the girlfriend she is to you” Tony dared him and Steve was actually thinking about it.

“alright, you win” you confessed.

“why did you have to blow our cover? They almost believed us” Steve whined.

“didn’t you hear what they asked? They wanted us to kiss passionately and I’m not kissing you again Rogers. One time is enough for the rest of my life”. “guys you gotta stop, 'cause nothing is ever gonna happen between us, like ever!!! we’re teammates, colleagues and I’m not looking for a relationship. We’re not interested in each other and we dislike one another, right cap?” you waited for him to support you but he was silent. You nudged him with your elbow.

“yeah, what she said. She’s right. It would never work between us” he had a kinda disappointed look on his face.

'alright, fine, we’ll stop, right Nat” he lied and Nat nodded.

You and Steve sat on the bar and he ordered another drink, while you had water.

“so, you bought this expensive dress just for me?” he teased.

“no, I didn't” you denied.

'I saw the price-tag and you said you went shopping today and this happens to be a 40s dress which matches the party’s them, a coincidence? I think not” he justified.

“I- um- shut up” you couldn’t come up with anything, but when you bought the dress, the thought never occurred to you. Then, you remembered you haven’t given him his gift yet, so that saved you.

“I’ll be right back” you said.

“trying to come up with excuses?” he teased.

“You’ll see” you smiled.

When you returned, you had a big bag in your hand.

“what’s this?” he asked.

“it’s your gift. Open it” you were excited to see his reaction.

“wow! I didn’t know they still sell these” he expressed. You gifted him an old turntable with two vinyl records.

“I didn’t know what kind of music you listened to back in the days so I got you Jazz and pop” you added.

“thank you Y/n. This means a lot. This is the first gift that reminds of the past” he informed you.

“I’m glad you like it” you smiled.

“excuse me” he suddenly looked up and saw Peggy with a nurse. She was old and could barely walk, yet Steve quickly rushed to her side.

“sure” you had a disappointed look on your face.

You watched as they danced together and couldn’t help but smile. They were cute together, not as a couple obviously, but the way he treated her. She was the love of his life and now she’s just too old for him.

“so, are you gonna tell me the real reason why you won’t go on a date with Rogers? Other than the “I dislike him” and “we’re teammates” bullshit” Nat asked and you had no energy to argue.

“he’s too good for me. And not in the “I’m too bad for him, I don’t deserve him, he deserves better” kinda way, but literally he’s too good, like I can’t handle that much kindness, goodness and righteousness. This is why we argue most of the time, I think. He sees things in a certain way, a good way, he’s following the right path. But sometimes, you have to do bad things, sometimes doing bad stuff is actually fun. Which is why it’d never work out between us. I don’t want to give him hope and try things, while I know it’s not gonna work out. I don’t wanna break his heart for no reason. He is a good man, and now I’m being like one of those girls with emotions” you cut yourself off before saying more.

“I understand. Y/n everyone has emotions, not just “those girls”” she informed you.

“Believe me, I know” you admitted.

- - -

After that night, you really tried to keep your distance from him and it actually worked. You didn’t see him much in the tower, due to your busy schedule, eating, staying in your room and training in the evening. You only saw him on missions.

This mission was so intense and they set up a trap for you and you fell for it. Just as the team thought they beat everyone, a new force arrived, they definitely outnumbered you. Steve was fighting them off with his shield, when an agent fired a bullet at him. You saw that and rushed in front of him, pushing him aside and put your hands in front of you to harness your powers. And it worked. You were so focused on that man, that you didn’t see all the other dropping unconsciously on the floor. You looked at him and offered him your hand to help him get up and he took it. “are you okay?” you asked.

“yes, are you?” he asked.

“I think so” you answered.

“what was that?”.

“I don’t know. I didn’t think it’d work. I just knew I had to push you out of the way” you informed him.

“out of the way of what? Y/n you’re nose is bleeding” you touched your nose and saw blood, you couldn’t stand any longer and as you were about to collapse, Steve held you in his arms.

“hey hey hey, what did you do y/n?” he asked.

“I’m sorry, I had to” you apologized.

“had to what?”

“he was shooting at you. I had to stop him” you informed him.

He looked at you and noticed the tear in your suit “why did you do it?” there were tears in his eyes.

“ 'cause you are the captain. I just couldn’t let you die. People need you more than me. You’re America’s symbol of hope. They see you as their leader, their hero. If I let you die, that would’ve been on me. I still dislike you though” you smiled through the pain.

“don’t say that. You’re just as important as I am. I lived a 100 years, it’s not fair for you to die now”.

“Captain, I can’t feel my legs” you told him.

“ no, no,no, stay with me. Don’t you dare close your eyes, that’s an order” he demanded.

“you can’t give me orders, Rogers” you chuckled.

“The hell I can, I’m a captain” “someone get help NOW!” he yelled.

- - -

“come on, we’re losing her” one of the doctor said.

“she can’t die. She took a bullet for me, Nat. She didn’t like me and yet she protected me. And all I’ve done on missions is criticize, judge and annoy her. I have to tell her that I only did that, so she’d get better. She needs to hear that” he confessed.

Nat hugged him “hey, it’s gonna be alright. She’s gonna wake up, you’ll see and you’ll be able to tell her that yourself” she reassured him.

Your blood pressure dropped, you heart stopped and the monitor screen showed a flat line. One of the doctor grabbed the defibrillator “charge to 300 Joules. Clear!” she yelled.

Steve stood still behind the glass, watching you slipping, knowing there’s nothing he could do. As much as he loved when you were calm, he wished you’d just wake up and shout at him, argue with him, anything. Your lifeless body was on laying on the bed as the doctors tried to resurrect you with the defibrillator, but nothing. The doctors stopped “she’s gone”.

Steve rushed to your side “what are you doing? You can’t stop!” he demanded.

“Sir, I’m gonna have to ask you to leave the room” one of the nurses said.

“revive her. Why are you stopping?” he asked the doctors.

“it’s too late, Mr. Rogers” one of them informed him.

“it’s not. I know it. Please! If you don’t do it, I will and you know you can’t stop me” it was a warning.

The doctor tried one more time, but the monitor screen still showed a flat line.

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