Marvel Oneshots

Captain America (Steve Rogers)

Summary: Steve Rogers was supposed to get the serum and become Captain America. An enemy agent was supposed to shoot him and Erskine, keeping the Allies from ever getting a weapon like that. Y/N was supposed to be in the room, supporting her boyfriend and keeping an eye on things along with her fellow agent, Peggy Carter. None of them end up with the roles they'd expected.

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"Are you sure you want to do this?"

I couldn't help the question escaping my lips as I sat at the bar with my boyfriend, Steve Rogers. He looked even paler than usual as we sat together for our last night before Steve would risk everything in an experiment to become a supersoldier tomorrow morning. We'd both been given special leave from camp and our regular duties to spend tonight together, both of us mentally preparing.

"I'm sure," he said, after taking a long breath in and out. He looked at me with a calm smile, confidence written in every line of his face despite the massive uncertainty that followed us through every minute of this war.

His answer didn't surprise me one bit.

I'd only met Steve a short time ago, when he showed up at camp for training along with tons of other recruits. Despite the fact that he was clearly nowhere near healthy enough to be here without the support of Doctor Erskine, and that General Phillips clearly didn't like him very well, he never let any of that stop him or slow him down.

I'd fallen in love almost at first sight.

Despite the mountain of obstacles in his way, Steve had fought to be part of the war, to defend justice and freedom, no matter what barriers anyone put in his way. From the US military to the enemy, he did everything in his power to stand for what was right, no matter who stood against him. What more could I ask for in a partner?

"You're coming with me tomorrow, right?" he asked, looking at me with a touch of uncertainty breaking through his expression. It was the first and only sign he'd shown of fear for tomorrow and what it might bring.

"Of course, Steve," I said, smiling as I reached out to take his hand. I'll be there with you every step of the way, both before and after."

He nodded, giving me a tight smile which I returned. Neither of us was willing to entertain the possibility that there might not be an after tomorrow.

We finished our drinks, taking our time and enjoying the moment together, then left hand-in-hand to return to our separate army bunks for the night. I knew sleep would be difficult, but I did my best to drift off quickly, since I'd need to be as rested as possible for the morning.

The drive to the facility and all the procedures that went with it passed in a blur when the time came. I stayed by Steve's side as much as I could, both of us resolute and determined as we entered the top secret facility where Steve would become the world's first super soldier.

"Don't worry, he's going to be fine."

I nearly jumped out of my skin at the sound of Howard Stark's voice behind me. I'd been lost in thought and hadn't noticed his approach, and couldn't hold back a slight glare when I turned to face him.

"You're strung as tight as a live wire."

"I don't think that's a real expression, Howard."

He shrugged. "What makes any expression more real than another? If you say it often and with enough confidence, it becomes one."

With that settled, at least in his mind, he headed off towards the waiting machines and instruments he needed to tend to. I just shook my head as I watched him go.