Chapter 12
“Darcy, what are you talking about?” Steve ran a frustrated hand through his hair, still making sure he was alone.
Darcy didn’t respond, still trying to remember what she learned in history about Captain America. Should she tell him what happens? But what would that mean for history? From what she could remember, Captain America was one of the reasons they defeated the Nazis. Darcy leaking one words about this could change the course of history and change the world as she knows it.
“Steve, I…” Darcy struggled.
“Who’s Captain America?” He questioned.
“It’s who you are going to become,” she replied meekly, tears falling. Part of her wish she could go back to the time where she didn’t know any outcome about his life, but now she knew everything.
“Darcy,” Steve said slowly. “What do you know?”
“You’re going to do great things, trust me.”
“Darcy doll,” he said softly. “Stay with me, okay? I’m still me, alright?”
“You are.” She smiled slightly. “No matter what happens, this is how I’m always going to see you. You are always going to be my Steve.”
“I gotta do this, Darce.” He replied.
“I know,” she sniffled. “You need to, Steve.”
The next morning before he went off with Agent Carter, Steve woke up and waited to hear from Darcy. He didn’t know what the hell was going on, but obviously she did.
“Steve?” She said softly, obviously not even awake yet.
“I’m here, doll.”
“Are you nervous?” She asked hazily.
“A little.” He lied. “I know I won’t be able to talk to you during the surgery today.”
“I know.” She hmmed. “Hey, Steve?”
“Yeah?”
“I know it’s early for this, but I can’t help it.” She explained. “But I want you to know, I’m pretty much in love with you.”
Steve’s heart clenched. “I’m in love with you too, Darcy.”
“Good,” he could feel her grin. “You got my picture?”
“In my pocket, told you it wasn’t going to leave my side.”
“Everything’s going to be okay today, Steve. I promise.”
Darcy wondered how in the hell she was supposed to be able to focus on a Spanish quiz when she knew what was happening to her boyfriend. Her boyfriend who also happens to be Captain America, a war hero. A war hero who dies when he crashes a plane to save people. Darcy’s eyes closed at the wave of pain.
There was a little voice in her head that told her to cut off all connection to him now. Let him be the war hero he is supposed to become. But she couldn’t do that, she was in too deep. Darcy sighed, trying to force herself to focus on the quiz. She guessed on most of the questions before turning it in. She wondered how much longer it would be before she would hear from Steve.
“Darcy doll?”
“Steve?” Darcy dropped her mascara. “I haven’t heard from you since yesterday. What happened? Are you okay?”
“Not everything went to plan, doll.” He sighed.
Darcy sighed. “What happened, Steve?”
“Dr. Erskine…I couldn’t save him.” Steve ran a hand through his hair.
She closed her eyes. She knew what had happened, read more on it last night. She couldn’t tell him though. Who knew what would happen with everything she changed?
“I’m sorry, Steve.” She whispered.
“I look different, everything feels different.” He muttered.
“I can feel it in you.” She noticed. “You feel…”
“Bigger?” He snorted.
“Can I-Can I see you?”
“If you want to,” he hesitated.
“If you want me to.” Darcy nibbled on her lip. “Are you alone?”
“Yeah, I have a room to myself. I leave out tomorrow, though.”
Touring for war bonds, she thought. “Steve?”
He cleared his throat and she saw him moving towards a mirror. She gasped at the difference. It was such a shock to see him in this massive way when the Steve she had always known was so much different.
“What do you think? Should I keep it?” He joked.
“Steve, your so…muscley.” She finished lamely.
“It’s taking some getting used to, that’s for sure. Had to chase down a damn Nazi spy and ended up tripping over my own feet most of the time. No use for the army, apparently.” He finished bitterly.
“You’re still my handsome man,” She said with a smile. “I can get used to your new bod.”
He let out a strangled laugh. “Still nothing compared to yours, doll.”
“I don’t know,” she teased. “We might have to do a comparison.” Darcy watched as Steve blushed and felt him gulp.
“A comparison?” He struggled.
“Yeah, I think we deserve one.” Darcy struggled to keep up a good front. “My roommate went to study in the library so I’m alone. And you’re alone…”
“You, um, you looked like you were getting ready to go somewhere.”
Darcy shrugged. “Lily was going to drag me out somewhere to cheer me up, but I’m gonna text her and tell her I feel like staying in.”
“Darcy…” Steve choked out her name like it was a prayer.
“Steve,” she took in a deep breath. “I want this, do you?”