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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px white solid; border-top: 5px double white; overflow: auto; height: 200px; width: 360px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 10px; color: white; text-align: justify; margin-top: -30px; margin-right: -20px;]Steve nodded. That was okay. She didn't have to come. He respected her reasoning. "I'll try not to be long." He told her as he pulled off his seatbelt. If he could hug her, he would. Seriously. She didn't need to do anything else to gain his trust...or to help him out (unless she felt the urge to. He wouldn't stop her). Letting him see Peggy even thought she wasn't supposed to allow him to was enough. She broke the rules to help him.




    And Steve wouldn't run away. Where would he go? He had no friends, no family. Even if he had those things, he still wouldn't run away. He saw no reason to do so. He wasn't being harmed.




    After hearing her words of encouragement, he got out of the car and closed the door. And then he just stood there, scaling the building with his blue hues. At the moment, he realised that he didn't know the floor number or the room number. So, he opened the car door back up and poked hi head in. "Uh....do you have the floor and door number?"
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    "If you go in there and ask, there are people at the front desk who should be able to help you. If not, I can try to find that information, but it could take me a while and if I access those files Fury might catch onto us." Rachael replies as she looks up at him from her phone. The moment he got out of the trunk she had stretched her long legs out across the seats, her feet at the passenger side door, and her back was leaning against the driver's door. Her phone was out and she was reading a book that she had bought on her phone.


    "The only thing I can remember from memory is that she was on the first floor. Fury didn't let me look at her file too long. I suppose I can understand the reasoning, now that I'm right here." She admits sheepishly, grinning and blushing in embarrassment, her bottom lip finding it's way in between her teeth out of pure habit. "Unless you are stalling. You shouldn't do that, you know. Who knows how much time you have." Realizes how that could sound and immediately tries to explain, "I-I mean because they have visiting hours. N-Not because like she's dying or anything I didn't mean it like that because that would be really rude of me to say and being rude is not really my thing and I'm babbling again and I will stop in three.. two.. one.." She sealed her lips and blushed more.



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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px white solid; border-top: 5px double white; overflow: auto; height: 200px; width: 360px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 10px; color: white; text-align: justify; margin-top: -30px; margin-right: -20px;]Steve nodded slowly and furrowed his eyes at her statement. And then, if it was possible, he narrowed them even more at her cover up. Was Peggy dying? He wanted to ask Rachael. But she obviously didn't mean for her sentence to come out like it did. But now it had him thinking. But he didn't have time to stand here and think. He had to go and see Peggy. "Thanks..." he nodded curtly before shutting the door and then making his way into the building. And like Rachael said, there was a front desk with people there.




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    Sighing softly, Rachael read a few more chapters of her book before she received a text from Fury. She opened the text and then she looked at the message and sighed. He was telling here there were a list of experiments he wanted done and tested and reported on before she was allowed to take him to the event to meet Stark. He was kind of nervous about their meeting, because Rachael was told that if worse came to worse, Fury had a plan of superheroes to band together in order save everyone, and Captain America and Iron Man were two of them. That was one of the reasons Fury approved though, because he wanted to see how they would get along before they started working together - if that ended up happening.


    Fingers flying over the digital keyboard on her phone, Rachael told Fury he would have his tests, results, and reports before the event, but if they wanted everything done quickly they needed the stuff set up for when Rachael and Steve would begin the tests. She didn't like this, but she still worked for S.H.I.E.L.D and Steve was still being watched and observed by them. As a super-soldier it was bound to happen.



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    Nodding his head, Steve decided to take the stairs up to the first floor. It'd be quicker. And when he was up there, he began his search for Peggy's room. It didn't take him long to find it. Sh*t, it took him longer to prepare himself to go inside. But, he did it. And when he was ready, he drew in a deep breath, ran a hand through his hair and then knocked lightly on the door before entering. "Peggy?"




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    ★ Rachael Hale ![/fancypost][/fancypost]


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    OOC: I'm not even sure how to RP Peggy. Her character always confused me.



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    >>lol. I'm afraid that i don't know either....would you wanna timeskip to when he's done talking to her?<<

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    Steve soon walked out of the building about 2 hours later. He headed towards Rachael's truck. It was hard to tell if he was happy or sad because of the expression he had on his face. But he felt as if a concern had been lifted off his shoulders. Peggy did remember him. And most of the time they spent in there, she was catching him up on what he missed. She coughed....cried a bit....coughed some more. Steve offered her some water and she drank. She explained how Howard and a lovely lady had a son. A smart one at that. She also explained how they died in a car accident (that she had later found out was orchestrated by H.Y.D.R.A. But she didn't want to tell him that).




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    On accident, about an hour into waiting, Rachael was out like a light. Probably a bad idea since she had left the truck unlocked for Steve when he came back, but she had read until her eyelids started drooping and then she had passed out. Sleep was always a nice thing, especially when Rachael had to deal with the three gossiping ladies who were probably already halfway through telling the nearest magazine company about her bringing Steve along and such. The stress of those three made Rach always need a nap afterwards, and while she was waiting it wasn't half a bad idea. Her long legs were stretched out over the seat of the truck as they had been before, but her head was leaning in the corner where the window and the back of her seat met, acting as a pillow.




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    Rachael heard noise, and she slowly began to wake up, her thoughts a bit fuzzy. She slowly peeled an eye open and she spotted Steve. Instantly she opened both of her eyes and smiled a bright, welcoming smile. "Hey Steve!" She realized she had fallen asleep and tried to pretend her cheeks did not heat up in embarrassment. "Sorry, I guess I was more tired than I thought." She quickly slid her legs off of the seat and got ready to drive, blinking a few times in order to wake herself up. Rachael checked the time and noticed it was almost lunch time, which meant Steve was probably in there for a while, which caused her to smile more. Good. She thought to herself. He needs something like that. I hope I didn't make a bad decision. But he looks good so it must've been the right choice. "Are you ready to go?" She asks, looking at him.



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    Rachael started up the truck and was about to put it in gear when Steve thanked her. She looked at him, blinking back the surprise, and a smile slowly formed on her lips. "Of course! It's the least I can do." She says before turning her attention back to driving and putting the truck in gear and heading back to the highway. "But the real question is... are you done for the day and want to head back to my apartment or would you be find to go check out that museum? IF we go to the museum we are stopping to buy you a hat first." She says as she looks at him briefly before keeping her attention to the road.



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    Rachael nodded her head and smiled a little, looking at Steve once more but only for a short period of time. "Then off to the museum it is. It might feel a little nostalogic though. Pretty much the entire exhibit I'd like to show you is about you - well, Captain America/Steve Rogers. But... uh.. t-they always have a bit to say on Bucky, so I don't know f you'll want to see that. But Peggy has an interview about after the war. It's really emotional. She's so brave and she made such a huge difference. She helped save the world!" It was clear Peggy was a tiny bit of one of Rachael's longtime rolemodels, but she had declined meeting her because Steve deserved the alone time and she did not regret the choice she had mmade.



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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px white solid; height: 70px; width: 540px; font-size: 40px; color: white; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 10px; margin-top: -3px;]Steve Rogers[/fancypost]


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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px white solid; border-top: 5px double white; overflow: auto; height: 200px; width: 360px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 10px; color: white; text-align: justify; margin-top: -30px; margin-right: -20px;]"Cool. I wonder what they have to say about him. And.....i wanna hear what she has to say." Steve didn't want to seem egotistical, so he didn't say it. But he actually wanted to go to the exhibit about himself. Not to learn.....but to see if he could point out any faults in their information. Not to be mean or ignorant. But ya know....just to do it. Of course, he wouldn't state the faults outloud. He'd do it in his head.




    Steve glanced over at Rachael after she finished talking. He then looked back out of the front window. "I think Peggy is sick....." he told her, not looking at her. "Is she gonna die?" He asked, remembering what Rachael had said before he went in to see Peggy. Of course, it had been an accident... but still. It made him think. [/fancypost]


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    ★ Rachael Hale ![/fancypost][/fancypost]


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    "A lot of things about heroes and being brave and everything." Rachael guessed at his question, and a little too late she realized he probably did not actually want an answer. She blushed a bit and bit her bottom lip slightly before she looked at him and then took a right on her way to the museum. She wasn't paying attention to the soft sounds the radio was making but rather thinking. That is until The Cap spoke.


    Rachael tensed a bit at the question. Even if she was a doctor and hadn't seen Peggy herself, she knew it was bad from reading the few files she had. "Think about it this way. She was about twenty when you knew her, and about 80 years has passed right? That means she is around a hundred now. Really old. She's doing good, but honestly.. She probably doesn't have much time left. Maybe a couple years at most if she's healthy." She admits and pulls into the museum parking. She looked over at him and gave him a sympathetic look. "I'm sorry, Steve..." She says, not knowing what else to say.



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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px white solid; height: 70px; width: 540px; font-size: 40px; color: white; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 10px; margin-top: -3px;]Steve Rogers[/fancypost]


    [fancypost bgcolor=white; border: 0px white solid; height: 20px; width: 481px; opacity: 0.25; margin-top: -55px; margin-right: -20px;][/fancypost]


    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border-top: 5px white double; border-left: 0px white solid; border-right: 0px white solid; border-bottom: 0px white solid; height: 10px; width: 481px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 10px; color: white; text-align: center; margin-top: -60px; margin-right: -20px;]❝Earth's mightiest heroes... pulled us apart like cotton candy.❞[/fancypost]


    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px white solid; border-top: 5px double white; overflow: auto; height: 200px; width: 360px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 10px; color: white; text-align: justify; margin-top: -30px; margin-right: -20px;]Steve nodded. "Right." He told her, looking out of the front window as they pulled up to the musuem. Now he just felt....like sh*t. He knew that none of this was his fault. But he just couldn't help but to think that it was. Steve glanced over at Rachael, his blue eyes filled with something. A bit of sadness mixed with anger. But the sadness was the emotion that was a bit more dominant. "It's okay."




    Geez. He was not liking this whole defrosting thing so far.




    "Do they have hats here?" He asked, deciding to change the topic before getting out of the car and shutting the door behind him. [/fancypost]


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    ★ Rachael Hale ![/fancypost][/fancypost]


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    Rachael looked at him, pain filling her eyes. Maybe it wasn't such a good idea to take him to go and see Peggy... Right now it didn't seem like it but she didn't say anything on the matter. She didn't wantto upset him. And not because he was a super soldier who could probably snap her like a twig but because she didn't like upsetting people regardless. "She's had a long and wonderful life, thanks to you, Steve.. "



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