a man in uniform

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Before we could even take a second to come up with a plan, we had arrived in Camp Lehigh. The same place that Steve was placed back in 1945, where he trained and where he eventually met Peggy. The 78th Infantry Division was also the same place that Howard Stark did some of his earliest work. When we arrived, we immediately had to find different clothes so we could blend in, Steve especially since all these people think he is long dead. Tony's job was to get us the tesseract so he went off on his own to find himself a disguise and get the cube. Steve and I quickly snuck behind a few tents and managed to find an empty one. He rummaged through the tent managing to find himself a uniform he can wear to blend in. He secured the hat in his head, tipping it down to cover more of his face. 

"Well, I do love a man in uniform," I chuckle 

"It's a little tight but it'll do," he replies 

"I hate to break it to you, Solider, but I won't exactly fit in wearing this uniform," I chuckle 

"Why not? Women were in the army before I went into the ice," he replies 

"Well yes, but there weren't many women actually fighting until about 1976. We will have to find me a woman's suit," I smile 

"You know a lot more than I do. Come on, I'm sure we can find you something," Steve replies heading out of the tent

"Are you crazy? I can't go out there wearing this. I'll stand out like an elephant," I say motioning to my current outfit 

"Okay, okay, I'll find you something quickly and I'll come right back here, just stay out of sight," he states 

"Be quick, and don't get caught," I say with a smile 

He replies with a sweet smile before ducking out of the tent. I let out a long sigh while sitting down on the cot behind me. I opened the drawer on the table beside the cot revealing a few books and a compass. The books were all Shakespeare's work, I smiled to myself while looking through the titles. While rummaging through the drawer a tall dark-haired man wearing an army uniform. He looked at me with wide eyes and took a step back. 

"Who are you?" he asks 

"Oh well... I... I must be in the wrong tent, I am so sorry," I stutter 

"It's okay miss. Are you feeling alright? You do look awfully flushed," he replies 

"Oh yes. Just embarrassed that's all," I smile 

"Well, who's tent are you lookin' for? Maybe I can help you," he smiles back 

"Oh... well... I don't remember," I mutter 

"You don't remember? Miss, are you sure you're feeling alright?" he asks 

"I think it's just this heat, messing with my head I suppose," I reply, trying to make myself less suspicious 

"That's understandable, It is quite hot out these days. Do you need a tank top or something? Your sweater looks a bit warm," he chuckles 

"Oh, it's okay. I'll be okay in this," I reply 

"Hey I foun- Oh" Steve states while ducking into the tent with clothes in his hand 

"Steven! There you are! I knew I must've had the wrong tent," I smile, making sure he gets the hint

"So this is the soldier you were looking for? Boyfriend?" the tall man states 

"Uh... yes... boyfriend. This heat had me all mixed up and I thought this was his tent. I am so sorry," I smile making my way towards Steve

"What's your name, Soldier?" the man asks 

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