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End of the line (Steve x Reader) Part 1
Authors note: This story takes place within the Infinity War storyline so spoilers up ahead! I mean it, not just simple mentions of the plot, but serious spoilers about EVERYTHING. So if you haven’t seen the movie and don’t want to know anything yet, don’t read this yet :) Or do… I don’t care, haha!
 
2018, Edinburgh (Scotland)
The moon stood high in the night sky, spreading a silvery glow across the blackened horizon. You could feel the vibrations of your own hasty footsteps in your tired legs as you hurried across the street. The familiar tunes of your favorite music echoed in your ears, blurring out all other sounds except that of your own heart beating fast in your chest.
    It was only a few more blocks to your apartment and you couldn’t wait to be back in that small, filthy place you had come to call home. You had only been here a few months, but it was longer than you had spent anywh
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Edge of tomorrow (Steve x Reader) Final part
Day 5
When you woke up again from the sound of your alarm, you could feel the relief shoot through your body immediately. Your heart was thundering inside your chest and as you took in a shaky breath, you could feel the tears wet your cheeks.
    You had never felt so hopeless in your life. Seeing Steve there on the ground of the Hydra base, slowly bleeding out, something inside you had clicked back in place. The girl you had been for the past year had faded from your mind and you had vowed to yourself that whatever were to happen today, you would be yourself again. And if you were to die tonight, you’d at least take that damned Hydra agent with you.
    You pushed yourself from the comfort of your bed, knowing exactly what you needed to do today. You had been so self-absorbed the last few months, that you hadn’t even realized how much you had distanced yourself from everyone. Natasha and Wanda had been your friends before the
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Edge of tomorrow (Steve x Reader) Part 6
Day 4
A loud alarm echoed in your ears. Your eyes shot open, your heart beating fast in your chest. You looked at your phone beside the bed, seeing the time flicker before your eyes again.
    Six o'clock. Time to get up.
    Taking a deep breath you pushed yourself from your bed, thinking back on what had happened just before everything had gone dark. Time had stopped. It had literally stopped and rewound. Which meant keeping yourself out of the fight clearly wasn’t the solution.
    But maybe Steve was.
    You quickly changed into your workout gear, loosely tying your hair behind your ears. It only took you five minutes to get from your bed to the track that ran around the compound. You stretched your stiff muscles, feeling the strain the time loop was taking on your body. The headache was ever present, but over the last few days, you had learned to ignore it.
  
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Edge of tomorrow (Steve x Reader) Part 5
Day 3
You cursed loudly, hearing the familiar beeping of your alarm clock beside you. The images of the long, white hallway inside the Hydra base slowly floated to the back of your mind, reminding you of your failure to break the time loop. You pulled one of the pillows over your head and screamed.
    Why were you here in your bedroom again? You were supposed to finish the damned mission and return with Hydra's plans. Yet that didn’t happen. You had gotten further this time, though. You could still feel the warm copying device in your hand as you ran back to Steve, but that annoying dark-eyed agent had been there again, shooting you in the back this time. It was starting to get annoying.
    “What the hell am I supposed to do!” You yelled into your bed to no one in particular.
    You sighed when, obviously, there was no answer. You turned in the sheets, spreading your arms in the large bed. The heada
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Edge of tomorow (Steve x Reader) Part 4
Day 2
You shot awake, feeling your heart beat violently in your chest. An alarm was echoing through the room and the memories of what had happened in the Hydra base were fresh in your mind. A dull pain spread through your chest and you quickly looked down, expecting to see stains of blood on your gear. Instead, you only saw the light fabric of your pajama’s. The loud sound ringing in your ears was your phone beeping at you to get up.
    You sat up in bed, wondering what was going on. A headache was pressing against your temples again, but as quickly as you could, you stumbled toward the bathroom. Bloodshot eyes were staring back at you when you looked in the mirror. Otherwise, you were completely fine. You took in a deep breath, leaning on the sink, before splashing cold water into your face. I must have been dreaming… You told yourself.
    Somewhere in the back of your mind, however, you knew that wasn’t true.
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Edge of tomorrow (Steve x Reader) Part 3
Day 1
Somewhere in the back of your mind you could hear the loud, ringing sound of your alarm.
    Beep.
    Beep.
    Beep.
    You groaned, turning in your sheets, folding your arms underneath your head. The vivid dream you had during the night slowly faded from your memory, leaving you with a nagging pain that pounded against the inside of your skull. You grimaced as you lifted your head to look at the time. Six o’clock exactly. You shifted in the bed one final time before reluctantly pushing yourself from the comfort of your sleep.
    Rubbing the fatigue from your eyes you got out of bed and made your way toward the bathroom to freshen up before your morning run. The cool water felt like a cold relief against your skin. You took in a deep breath, putting your hair into a ponytail before dressing into your workout gear.
   
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Edge of tomorrow (Steve x Reader) Part 2
Twelve hours earlier, inside the Avengers Headquarters
Your feet hit the gravel with a soft thud. You felt the small stones move underneath your shoes. Your own ragged breathing echoed in your ears together with the fast beats of your favorite music. The soft breeze whipped your hair back and cooled your heated cheeks, sending a shiver down your spine. You had nearly run two full rounds around the compound when you could sense someone else behind you.
    “Morning.” Steve nodded at you, taking his place by your side on the gravel road.
    You looked at him from the corner of your eyes, feeling the heat radiating from his body in the cool, morning air. His presence was familiar and yet made you feel uneasy. You nodded once, keeping your gaze ahead of you. When it was clear you weren’t going to talk to him, he let out a tired sigh and ran away from you. You watched him continue his way around the compound at a pace you wou
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Edge of tomorrow (Steve x Reader) Part 1
Author’s note: This is a story one year after the events of Civil War in a universe where Steve and his team were acquitted of their crimes and allowed back on the Avengers after Hydra launched another attack to gain control of the world.
 
Inside one of Hydra’s Headquarters
The smell of blood filled your nostrils. Smoke blocked your vision, but you were more focused than ever. The rest of the hallway you had fought your way through was completely empty, leaving a clear path to the control room of the large warehouse.
    “I’m going in,” you whispered into your earpiece, keeping your eyes on the white door that hid the room where Hydra kept their plans to bring the world under their control.
    “Don’t be an idiot, [Name].” A voice echoed in your head. “Steve will be right there.”
    “I have a clear opening,” you hissed back at T
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A second chance (Steve x Reader) One shot
Rain was pattering against the windows of your small room. You had been staring at the water falling from the heavens for over an hour now, waiting for Steve to come visit you. It was getting late, but he promised he would come, so you were still waiting. The nurses had helped you get dressed in some of your finest clothes, even though you knew the super soldier didn’t care about that. Neither did you, for that matter.
     Not for a long time.
     You had known Steve since high school when your family had moved to the house beside his after your dad had lost his job. You had become friends right away and together with Bucky, you had been thick as thieves for years. At some point, you had started to have feelings for him, but it wasn’t until you decided to go to war to help in the fight, that you had told him about it. You hadn’t cared about his illness, or his height, or the fact all of your friends made fun of you for being s
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Hey everyone!

The next part for 'End of the line' will come out this week! :) Hope you've enjoyed the first chapter :love:

Authors note: This story takes place within the Infinity War storyline so spoilers up ahead! I mean it, not just simple mentions of the plot, but serious spoilers about EVERYTHING. So if you haven’t seen the movie and don’t want to know anything yet, don’t read this yet :) Or do… I don’t care, haha!

 

2018, Edinburgh (Scotland)

The moon stood high in the night sky, spreading a silvery glow across the blackened horizon. You could feel the vibrations of your own hasty footsteps in your tired legs as you hurried across the street. The familiar tunes of your favorite music echoed in your ears, blurring out all other sounds except that of your own heart beating fast in your chest.

    It was only a few more blocks to your apartment and you couldn’t wait to be back in that small, filthy place you had come to call home. You had only been here a few months, but it was longer than you had spent anywhere the past three years. Traveling the world had always sound appealing to you when you were younger. Being on the run, however, had made you long for home.

    Or something to call home anyway.

    It had been a long time since you had seen any of the Hydra soldiers that were hunting you after you had escaped their hellhole of a facility in Sokovia. You could never be too careful, though. They had found you once and you knew they could easily do it again if you didn’t watch your step. You had barely been able to get away from them both times and your skin still bore the marks of those fights. That was why you kept your head down, your face hidden inside the shadows of your hood––your body blending into the darkness of night.

    Memories of the time you had been held captive by Wolfgang von Strucker flooded your mind. Your hands trembled from the excruciating pain his experiments had put you through even now, the blood in your veins burning every time you remembered that smug smile on his face. His voice still echoed in your mind, telling you he would make you the greatest weapon Hydra had ever seen. A cold shiver made your skin crawl.

    Walking into Waverley Station you made sure to bury those feelings under a thick, trained layer of determination and anger. The wind blew through the cracks in the old stones of the building, spreading the musty smell of history through the large, open space. It was quiet this time of night, nothing but the sound of the air bellowing around you filling the empty subway station.

    You took in a deep breath, stuffing your hands into the pocket of your jeans as you kicked at small stones before you. In this life, even though it kept you safe, there wasn’t much time or space for making connections. With each passing day that made the knot inside your stomach grow tighter, filling your heart with more loneliness you thought it was capable of.

    As a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent you had always kept a part of yourself hidden from the people you cared about, but at least then you had colleagues, friends even, to keep you company. Now, you only had yourself and the comforting tunes of music to keep you sane.

    For a part at least.

    A train roared past you, waking you from your thoughts, your heart jumping in your chest again. With a hand on the gun tucked in the back of your jeans you turned around, your eyes scanning the space behind you. Nothing. You frowned, knowing for sure you had felt something. Something other than the subway that tugged at the loose strands of hair sticking from your hood.

    The ground beneath your feet rocked, making you clench your teeth in anticipation. That didn’t bode well. A second later the sound of shattering glass filled your ears. You watched in silent horror as a flash of red and gold shot past you, crashing to the ground a few feet away from you and coming to halt against the fence surrounding one of the platforms.

    “What the–” you wondered out loud, your head tipping slightly to the side as you took in the people pushing themselves from the ground with a grunt. “How did they–” Your eyes shot up to the glass ceiling, spotting the missing panels easily. The lights from the station almost seemed to get sucked into the darkness. The contrast of bright light stark against the dark night sky.

    You returned your attention to the strange looking man and his partner quickly. The feeling of familiarity nested into your stomach and you took a few tentative steps forward, wondering who they were.

    “Come on,” the woman said, her hands pulling at the man beside her. “Come on, you need to get up. We need to get out of here. Come on…” Her voice trailed off as the man reached out to her, his fingers brushing her cheek.

    Your eyes flashed between the red-haired woman and the man, his skin a color you had never seen before. His body seemed to phase between solid and translucent. When you looked at the woman again, tracing her features with your eyes, recognition clawed at the back of your mind.

    “Wanda?” You breathed softly, your voice almost nothing but a whisper. She still whipped her head around, narrowing her clear orbs at you, her hand reaching out to protect herself. A red glow spread across her fingers, her brow knitted in anger.

    Just as her expression softened with the same confusion you felt, the sound of more shattering glass echoed through the station. The force dropping to the ground knocked you back. You lay there on the dirty floor, unable to keep your mouth closed as you stared at the two figures that had dropped from the ceiling––creating yet another hole of black against the bright lights.

    Their form was human, but their faces were not. The figure on the left seemed female. Long blue hair framed sharp features that would have been beautiful were it not for the dark mark covering her entire forehead and the horns adorning the top of her head, sprouting from her temples. Her eyes glowed brightly against her grey skin.

    You couldn’t tear your gaze from her until the man beside her twirled his sharp fighting staff in his hands, slowly sleeking forward. If the woman’s features hadn’t scared you, his certainly did. He was as pale as death itself, his face twisted into a mean snarl. A hood hid most of his head, but his long face with scrunched up nose and crow like eyes burning like embers made you swallow hard, leaning back just a little.

    What the hell were these creatures?

    You didn’t have time to think about it for long. With barely a moment to breathe, they advanced on Wanda. She, in turn, pushed herself from the floor, positioning herself between them and the man she had been crouched beside. Her hands glowed with a strange red energy again and you knew whatever Hydra had tried to achieve in that facility in Sokovia over three years ago, they had succeeded.

    They had created living weapons.

    Wanda glanced at you for a short moment. The determination burned bright and hot in her eyes, making you feel a little more confident than you had before. You knew her. You had been friends with her––you had bonded over a shared pain. You had no idea what she was doing here, but at least you knew she wasn’t here for you.

    None of them were.

    They were here for the dark-red man with the bright, yellow gem on his forehead. For some reason, the energy radiating from that glowing stone felt familiar to you. Safe even. Whatever it was, you could feel it possessed great power.

    The foreign, alien looking creatures seemed ready to attack until a subway train thundered past behind you. They both seemed distracted by something on the other side of the track, which gave you time to compose yourself, scrambling to your feet awkwardly. You followed their gaze to the end of the station, the silhouette of a man only barely visible in the shadows shrouding the platform.

    “Look out!” you yelled without thinking as the alien woman switched her stance and threw her spear, emitting a vibrant blue light from the six-pointed tips, toward the man.

    Whether it was because of your warning or because of some insane reflex, he was able to dodge the heavy weapon. He even caught it with his right hand, making the blue haired alien narrow her eyes in surprise. If she worried about it, she didn’t show it, instead turning her attention to you.

    Oh, fudge cake… you thought, reaching for the gun on the back of your pants. You shot at her. Once. Twice. Until the haunting click of the empty ammo pack sounded off the walls and you were left with an even angrier alien cocking her head at you in displeasure.

    “Crap,” you cursed, slowly moving back toward Wanda and her friend. You dared to look over your shoulder to the man on the other side of the station, wondering if he was here to help or simply observe.

    When he stepped into the light, you couldn’t help a little gasp from escaping your lips. His features were familiar–– handsome even if you allowed yourself to think like that––and apart from the beard adorning his chin, he still looked exactly the same as several years ago. Maybe a little worse for wear, but he clearly was no one other than Captain America himself.

    The moments after that almost seemed like a blur. Without any warning a man swooped in from the shadows, flying over your head. Using his momentum he knocked the female alien back, sending her sprawling through a glass window and into an empty café. From the corner of your eyes, you could see a light-haired woman sprint through Waverley Station, heading straight for the male alien that was still advancing on Wanda.

    The swish of small missiles being fired filled your ears before you registered what happened. The man wearing military issued falcon wings fired at the ember-eyed alien while his partner engaged him with two, short fighting sticks. Your eyes followed their movements, knowing they could be none other than Natasha Romanoff and Sam Wilson––the captain’s team members.

    Steve himself threw the six-pointed spear their way to strike at the ugly, elf-like figure. Whatever he had intented, however, didn’t work out as he had planned. The alien simply dodged while fighting Natasha and Sam, seeming almost pleased with the challenge they posed. The spear hit the wall instead, leaving it completely open to be picked up by the female figure walking from the café.

    She didn’t seem hurt at all, only incredibly angry, looking at you and the captain that had reached your side with murder in her eyes. Wanda behind you still protected the red-skinned man from the fight that took place a few feet away.

    Steve stood protectively before you, keeping his eyes on the female alien as much as you did. His hand rested on your arm, a sense of urgency in his touch as he slowly pushed you back.

    “Run on my mark,” he whispered, his lips set in a thin line, jaw clenched tight.

    “What?” You had barely time to register what he said when he yelled at you to move and he himself ran toward the strange woman with his hands balled into fists.

    In a blink of an eye, he was on the other side of the station, throwing punches left and right each chance he got. Despite his strength, he couldn’t get a clear hit and when his opponent tried to jab him with the pointy side of her spear, all he could do was wrap his hands around the steel, trying to keep her from driving it into his side.

    “What are you still doing here?” He exclaimed, turning his attention to you for a moment. The confusion was set in his eyes, brow dipped in concentration. It was obvious he thought you were a simple bystander––a useless civilian. “Go!”

    The shift of focus proved to be a mistake. The female creature slammed her spear into his ribs with great force, making hij gasp in pain. Knocking him back with a simple kick, she smiled, glancing your way with an ember of victory burning in her light orbs.

    “Steve, no!” Wanda cried out, using her powers to shoot blasts of red energy the alien's way.

    None of them reached target, but did give the captain time to crawl further back, closer to you. His hand was wrapped around his side, a hiss of pain leaving his lips. He didn’t seem to be bleeding, but judging by his expression at least a few ribs were broken. You were still frozen in place, not used to this kind of situations anymore, while he was down on the station floor.

    A shake breath filled your lungs and you could feel an all crippling fear nest inside your chest. With it you shivered, your fingers twitching for you to act––for you to join the fight and unleash what you had been holding back ever since you had started running.

    A cry echoed through the building, the female alien charging at Steve once again as he unsuccessfully tried to get back on his feet. Before she could reach him, you could feel yourself move from your place. The fear in your veins replaced with something different, something stronger.

    You couldn’t let her kill him.

    “Stay back!” the captain yelled at you, breathing heavily as he propped himself up on one knee and fist, clutching his side. His eyes locked with yours, quickly following your gaze toward the horned woman that grinned at him smugly, raising her weapon to strike him down.

    With clenched teeth you moved forward, dropping to the ground and sliding before him like your S.H.I.E.L.D. training told you to. Even after all these years, you still knew what to do. You raised your hand up as the alien slammed the sharp, six-pointed staff down with all her strength.

    “No!” Steve’s voice rang in your ear, his arms reaching out to pull you into his strong, protective hold. He tried to keep you from harm, the muscles in his arms tensing against your waist. The moment you could feel his breath on your neck a bright, yellow light erupted from your hand and a shockwave shook the ground underneath you.

    You felt the power surge through your body, setting every single nerve on fire. The woman attacking you was knocked back against the wall with incredible force. Cracks appeared on the old bricks, dust raining down on the groaning woman. Your chest heaved as you struggled to control your breathing, your hands shaking from the sudden outburst of power.

    The captain’s touch kept you from collapsing right there. The warmth of his body seeped into yours, steadying you. Slowly the trembling stopped.

    “That…” he mumbled, his fingers still curled into the fabric of your jacket, his heart beating fast against your back. “I didn’t expect that.”

    “N–Neither did I…” You stared at your still tingling hand. Hairlines of bright yellow light slowly faded back to smooth skin and you swallowed hard. You had never used your powers in a fight like this. Not with this much effect anyway. You had never dared to.

    Until now.

    “How did you-" The captain started his question, but before he could finish it, the bright-eyed alien charged for you again, her lips curled to the side in a snarl.

    You were still lying on the ground in Steve's arms when she closed the space between you in a few quick strides. Her spear came down for both of your heads, but instead of scared you were simply angry. Reaching out both hands now, you met her mean stare with equal determination, pushing yourself up from the floor fast.

    Your movements seemed to surprise her and Steve both. The moment her spear slammed into you, your fingers curled around it, your entire forearm and hands glowing with that same brightness you had only seen a few times before. You put as much strength in your hold as you could, matching hers even though it was very clear she was much, much stronger than a normal human.

    But you weren’t normal.

    Not in the slightest.

    A grown escaped your lips as she pushed against you, her head now only inches away from you. Her eyes burned with an unearthly power. But you didn’t flinch, you didn’t shiver. You just gritted your teeth, watching Natasha and Sam best the other alien together, stabbing him with his own fighting staff.

    The female alien noticed the tremor in your arms even before you did. Before your knees caved, however, a familiar warmth surrounded you and strong, callused hands closed around yours, helping you gain the upper hand.

    You moved in tandem with Steve, ducking beneath his arms even before he told you to and using your powers to send another shockwave toward the alien. Her grip on the weapon loosened and the captain pried it from her, attacking her with it before she could recover. You, in turn, willed the build-up energy into your arms and legs and made sure that any openings in Steve’s defense were cover with hard and incredibly fast blows or kicks.

    You weren’t even winded when you finally managed to knock her back. The captain tossed you the spear and you pointed it at her face, daring her to make another move. She quickly scrambled to her feet, crouching beside her partner that was still down.

    “Get up!” She told him, keeping her eyes on all of you. It was clear she knew better than to continue the fight. They were severely outnumbered.

    “I can’t…”

    “We don't want to kill you,” Natasha said, nothing kind in her eyes, “but we will.”

    “You’ll never get the chance again.” The horned woman narrowed her eyes at all of you, resting her gaze on you, something like curiosity flickering through her bright orbs. You could only guess what that might mean.

    Before any of you could retort, a blue light emerged from the ceiling, creating what you assumed could only be a tractor beam. They were lifted up from the ground and transported into the darkness of night, taking them from view. It looked kind of like something out of a science fiction movie, but then again, you shouldn’t be surprised by anything anymore after everything you had been through––everything you could do.

    You felt a tug on your arm and without any warning, the spear you still had clutched in your hand was pulled from your hold. Everyone stared at it until the light disappeared and you were left with nothing but the silence amongst you and the hammering of your heart in your ears.

    You stood there for another moment until Steve and his two partners turned around toward Wanda. There was nothing left for you but follow them in silence.

    “Can you stand?” Sam asked Wanda’s friend, who grunted as he was pulled to his feet.

    “Thank you, captain,” the man nodded, now leaning heavily against Sam, his arm draped over the soldier’s shoulders.

    A small smile curled Steve’s lips, only shortly acknowledging the gratitude before finally speaking. “Let’s get you on the jet.” They all moved toward the exit of the station, already taking several steps away from you, leaving you in an awkward position.

    You didn’t even know how exactly you had gotten involved in all of this. You had just been in the wrong place at the wrong time.

    Again.

    “I guess that’s my cue to go…” you mumbled, stuffing your hands into your pockets, trying to stop yourself from fidgeting with your fingers.

    The captain turned around, his arm clutching his side again where the blue haired alien had really done a number on him. A frown dipped his brow, his eyes scanning your face as if he was trying to find something in the tension in your body. It was Wanda, however, who spoke first.

    “What do you mean? Aren’t you coming with us?”

    You laughed at that, glancing at all of them until you saw the genuine worry on her face. “Oh, you’re serious?”

    “Of course. Right?” She looked at Steve for approval.

    Clear blue eyes bore into your own, reading the fear on your face you tried to hide. A sigh left his lips soon after and he nodded once, jerking his head to the side for you to follow them as they continued their way out of the station. “It’s too dangerous to stay out here alone. We’ll figure out what to do with her once we’re somewhere safe.”

    “Right, and we totally couldn’t use her powers on the team…” Sam added. “Just saying.”

    Natasha seemed the only one truly suspicious of you, looking you down as you all walked toward the jet. “Where’d you learn how to fight like that?” she eventually asked when you and Wanda passed her to step into the small plane.

    You swallowed hard, looking at the blanc expression on her face. If she had already made up her mind about you, you couldn’t read it from her features. You were just about to answer, trying to remember one of your cover stories, when Wanda came to your rescue. Sort of, anyway.

    “That’s not important,” she said, turning to face you. “What happened to you, [Name]? Strucker told me you were dead.”

    Great, now they all knew about the one part of your life you had tried to forget for the past few years. You could feel the captain observing you from the other side of the jet, listening to your answer as much as your old friend was. Weighing your next words carefully, knowing any wrong move amongst them could as easily get you killed as one amongst the Hydra agents, you finally spoke again.

    “It’s… a long story.”



TO BE CONTINUED...

End of the line (Steve x Reader) Part 1
Hello everyone!

Here is another story from me :) It's set in the storyline of Infinity War I so spoilers will be present. Anyway, that being said I will change a few of the details here and there, like the fight between Corvus and Natasha, which wasn't every realistic to begin with considering he's from the Black Order and stuff. So in this story the reader is an ex-S.H.I.E.L.D. agent who was at the wrong place at the wrong time and got captured by Hydra. She was sent to the research facility in Sokovia and was then experimented on by our dear Baron von Strucker. Which gave her powers derived from the mind stone. 

Just to make it easier for you, those powers are amongst others creating shockwaves, energy shields, energy blasts and storage and relocating of energy throughout her body to make her stronger and faster. If that makes any sense :)

Anyway, I hope you like it! If you do, please comment, fave and/or watch me :D (Big Grin) Would mean a lot Love

Next chapter: coming soon!

Disclaimer: I don't own anything Marvel, but I do own the story! So, please don't copy it and pass it off as your own.

And sorry for any mistakes :D (Big Grin)
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Day 5

When you woke up again from the sound of your alarm, you could feel the relief shoot through your body immediately. Your heart was thundering inside your chest and as you took in a shaky breath, you could feel the tears wet your cheeks.

    You had never felt so hopeless in your life. Seeing Steve there on the ground of the Hydra base, slowly bleeding out, something inside you had clicked back in place. The girl you had been for the past year had faded from your mind and you had vowed to yourself that whatever were to happen today, you would be yourself again. And if you were to die tonight, you’d at least take that damned Hydra agent with you.

    You pushed yourself from the comfort of your bed, knowing exactly what you needed to do today. You had been so self-absorbed the last few months, that you hadn’t even realized how much you had distanced yourself from everyone. Natasha and Wanda had been your friends before the Sokovia Accords but now you barely talked to them outside of missions.

    That, along with your attitude towards Steve, was going to change today.

    You took the time to arrange a few things before freshening up and changing into your workout gear. You checked your watch, knowing the captain was probably already out on the track, wondering where you were. You smiled, and despite knowing you would probably never be the woman that would make him happy, you could always just be his friend.

    Without doing your daily warm-up routine, you started running, seeing Steve moving fast ahead of you along the tree line that created a natural border around the compound. You had done a lot of thinking after leaving him alone in New York the day before. You had thought about everything you had said to him and the others the past year and you realized how stupid you had really been. You had tried so hard not to get hurt yourself, that you had hurt everyone around you without realizing or caring about it. But that was going to stop.

    It had to.

    You had only been running for a few minutes when the captain showed up by your side.

    “Morning,” he nodded, his eyes shifting over your face––a glint of hope in his blue orbs.

    “Hey.” You smiled shortly, squinting against the sun as it slowly rose towards the sky.

    Steve’s whole face lit up seeing you smile at him and he slowed his pace even further to match yours. “H–how are you?”

    “I'm good. Tired, but I'll live.” Hopefully. “What about you?”

    “Yeah, I’m good too, I guess.” A sigh escaped his lips and it wasn’t until then that you noticed he looked as fatigued as you felt. “It’s nice talking to you again.”

    You nodded. “I know, and I’m sorry for ignoring you for so long. I never meant–” You stopped, taking in a deep breath. “I know you probably won’t believe me but I wish I had made different choices the past few months. I–”

    “It’s okay,” he said, interrupting you. “I understand. If I knew my decisions would have cost me our friendship, I would have done things differently too.” He evaded his eyes from you, looking up at the orange colored sky. For a moment the silence lingered between you until you could see the sorrow and pain in his eyes and you realized he was probably thinking about Peggy as well.

    “Are you okay?” you asked, eying Steve worriedly. “I know today must be hard for you.”

    He swallowed hard, nodding at your words. “It’s been a year since Peggy died, but it almost feels like it was yesterday that I held her hand in the nursing home.”

    “I know. I'm sorry.” You laid your hand against his arm as comfort, making you both slow your pace and continue your round along the track in a walk. “I remember meeting her for the first time. I still can't believe she thought I was your girlfriend.” The memory made you snort and you could see Steve smile even though he was staring at the ground as he walked. “I don’t think she really liked me, to be honest.”

    “She loved you,” the captain objected, casting his eyes back at you. “She always said you reminded her of Howard. I think she liked you even more than Sam, and he always brought her flowers.”

    You both laughed at that and for a moment it felt exactly like it had before Sokovia. That faded quickly though as Steve took in a deep breath, looking up at the sky again and keeping his thoughts to himself.

    “Her funeral was beautiful.”

    “It was…” He nodded, shaking off whatever was going through his head. “I never got to thank you for being there. It meant a lot to me that you were despite everything.”

    “Of course. I know how much she means to you.”

    “You know, I didn’t think I would still feel so…” He stopped, searching for the right words.

    “Empty?”

    “Yes.”

    “That will fade...eventually.” Now it was your turn to you evade your eyes, thinking back to how you had felt when you had lost the most important person in your life. You had been a mess for months when your mother had died. She had been your everything. Especially since Tony didn’t come into your life until you were in high school. You were grateful that you at least still had him, but he could never fill the empty, broken space in your heart that would never truly be whole again.

    “How did you get over it?”

    “I didn’t,” you admitted. “I just learned to live with it. Not a day goes by that I don’t think about my mom. But I don’t think that’s a bad thing,” you said, looking up at him. “She will always be a part of me, just like Peggy will always be a part of you.”

    He smiled at that, nodding shortly. “Why do you always know the right thing to say?”

    You snorted again, thinking back on the past few versions of this day. How bad you had been at saying anything at all, let alone the right thing. “I had some time to think. About everything…”

     Steve’s eyes searched your face, seemingly thinking about something. “I really missed this, [Name]. I missed you. I'm sorry for putting you in this position. I never meant to hurt you.”

    “I put myself in this position, Steve.” You sighed, fidgeting with the seam of your shirt. “I’m the one that should be sorry. Like I said, if I could go back in time and fix all the mistakes I’ve made the past few months, I would.” You laughed a little at those words, knowing it was quite ironic.

    “You and me both.”

    “No.” You shook your head, stopping completely, making him frown at you. “You were just doing what was right and I’ve been a shitty friend the past year. I’m really sorry.” You could feel tears rimming your eyes, your voice breaking at the end.

    Steve sighed, smiling sadly. “I won’t lie, it’s nice to hear you say that… But if I hadn’t left like I did, we wouldn’t even be having this conversation. We’ve both made mistakes and I’d really like for us to start over.”

    You swallowed hard, nodding at his words. Wiping the tears from your cheeks, you took in a shaky breath. “I’d like that too.”

    He took a step toward you, his fingers caressing the wet trails on your face, sending shivers down your spine. “I can’t promise things will be the same, but I’d very much like to have my friend back. Why don’t you come to Central Park with me?” he asked, his eyes shifting over your face. “I’m meeting some of Peggy’s old colleagues for lunch and I’m sure they’ll be excited to meet you. We can walk through the park before that and talk about everything.”

    “Are you sure? I don’t want to impose.”

    “You’d be doing me a favor,” he laughed, dropping his hand back to his side. “Peggy’s colleagues are mostly as old as she was and they can talk for hours. They’d be happy to see a new face. Besides, I’d really like to talk things through.”

    You smiled, still feeling his soft touch on your cheek even though he had removed his hand. “Alright, so I’ll meet you here in a few hours?”

    “Well, I actually wanted to make a stop first, if that’s alright. Would an hour be okay for you?”

    “Oh, of course,” you said, already knowing where he wanted to go. It was probably better if he didn’t know that. “I’ll go freshen up.”

     

An hour later you were walking through the streets of Brooklyn. The sun had already risen to the sky, warming your cheeks as you stared at the tall buildings around you. Steve was leading you toward the frozen yogurt shop, telling you about the different flavors of the cold dairy he had seen Peggy eat during her time in the nursing home. It made you smile a little. He clearly still loved her.

    You could only hope someone would love you just as much someday.

     The line in the yogurt shop seemed even longer this time than it had the previous few times. You didn’t mind however. Things were going to go how time wanted them to and it was best not to fight it. You let your eyes scan the room until you had found Marcie at the familiar table. She just looked up from eating her strawberry flavored frozen yogurt and smiled, seeing you. She waved at you as the people in line moved toward the counter. You gestured you’d be right with her.

    After getting your yogurt, which you insisted to pay for this time, you walked toward your best friend, taking a seat beside her.

    “Hey, [Name], Steve,” she said, turning her hazel eyes up to the captain. “It’s so nice to see you again. What brings you to this part of town?”

    You too looked at Steve, letting him tell her why you were here and where you were headed. He smiled at you when he finished, explaining to Marcie that you had agreed to join him for his lunch with Peggy’s colleagues.

    “That sounds like fun. I think it's nice that some of her old colleagues are coming together to celebrate her life. She was such a beautiful person.”

    “She was,” you agreed, feeling Steve’s hand on the table close to yours, your fingers almost touching. You could feel him looking at you for a moment until Marcie continued talking.

    “So where are you meeting them? I know some pretty nice places near Central Park. I’d be happy to show you if you want.”

    You could feel your jaw tense but managed to keep your mouth shut, letting your anger out without saying anything. It was Steve who eventually spoke up.

    “That’s kind of you, Marcie, but I was actually hoping to have some time alone with [Name].”

    “Oh, of course…”

    You were as speechless as Marcie was. She made some more casual conversation with both you and Steve until half an hour had already passed and the captain checked his watch. He turned to you, telling you it was time to go. Nodding absentmindedly, you pushed yourself from the table, waved goodbye to Marcie and followed Steve out of the building. He led you across the street and toward Central Park that was a few blocks away.

    “I hope you don’t mind that I didn’t invite Marcie to come with us,” he said after the first couple of minutes of silence.

    “Not at all. I was kinda hoping you would when she offered.”

    “Really?”

    You nodded. “It’s been a long time since we've done anything like this and with Marcie there it would be different.” You let out a hot breath. “I still can’t quite believe I'm walking here with you.”

    “Me neither.” Steve licked his lips, turning his gaze toward the street before you. “There was a time I thought you might never speak to me at all.”

    “I was an idiot.”

    “Maybe,” he snorted, “but then so was I. I thought you would understand why I left, but I should have explained what was going on.”

    “I understand why you left, Steve. Bucky needed you. I would’ve done the same for you. I just don’t understand why you left me behind. Why you didn’t trust me.”

    His brow dipped at those words and he searched your face for a moment before taking in a deep breath. “It’s not that I didn’t trust you, [Name]. Not at all. If anyone would have had my back, I knew it would be you… But I also knew where my decisions were going to lead me and I didn’t want you to have to choose between me and Tony. Not after losing your mother.”

    You swallowed hard. “So you made the choice for me…”

    “Yes, and I’m sorry. I thought you'd be safer with Tony. I realize now that I should have let you make your decision.” He looked at you, regret filling his blue orbs. “I-I just wanted to protect you.”

    You turned your gaze to the ground, letting his words sink in. He had left you behind, not because he didn’t trust you or didn’t care about you, but because he wanted to protect you––because he didn’t want you to get hurt. “Steve, you-"

    “Before you say anything… I really want you to know that you mean a lot to me, and back then I thought I was doing what was right for you… But I was really only doing what was right for me. I didn’t want you to throw away your life for me. I understand if you're still mad at me. I just want you to know that I do care about you.”

    You smiled at his words. “You realize you're making it impossible for me to still be mad at you, right? It wasn’t your decision to make, but I can understand why you did anyway. I would have followed you anywhere and if I had been there that day with Zemo I would have had to have made a choice that would have changed everything. It’s probably for the best that I wasn’t.”

    “So, we’re good?” he asked hopefully.

    You nodded. “More than good.”

 

Several hours later you were standing outside on the track, looking at the moon that gave the sky a silvery glow. You thought back on everything that had happened today and couldn’t help a smile from curling your lips. Talking to Steve about the past year made a weight fall off your shoulder and you knew the same was true for him.

    Peggy’s colleagues had been incredibly nice and the rest of the day you had spent together with them and Steve, reminiscing times long since passed. They had even made you dance together. You could still feel his hands around your waist, leading you through the moves with ease even though he had never danced before. In those few minutes nothing but you and him had existed and for a fleeting moment, you had thought everything was right again.

    You closed your eyes, letting the cold night air fill your lungs. No matter how nice the day had been, you still needed to get through the night. The most important part of the today was yet to come. Tears were rimming your eyes as you thought about what you had to do and how that, after today, was going to affect Steve.

    Your heart ached thinking about it.

    “Hey,” it suddenly sounded behind you in a familiar voice.

    You quickly wiped the tears from your cheeks before turning around to the captain, letting a smile curl your lips. “Hey,” you whispered.

    “Are you okay?”

    “Yeah.” You nodded. “Just thinking about some things.”

    “Nothing to do with me I hope?”

    You laughed at that, shaking your head slowly. “No… I really had a good time today. It was nice to spend some time together again. I missed you…”

    “I missed you too.” He took in a deep breath, “[Name], I–”

    “Can I ask you something?” You interrupted him, feeling the weight of the nearing end of the day on your shoulders.

    “Yes, of course.”

    “If you knew you were going to die tonight, what would you do?”

    His brow knitted together, his eyes searching your face as another tear rolled down your cheek. He took a step forward, wiping it off with a soft, gentle swipe. “What is going on, [Name]? Is that why you’re crying, because you think you’re going to die tonight?”

    “No, I–I’m just thinking about the life we have and everything we’ve been through. One wrong choice and it could all be over.”

    “Don’t think like that,” Steve said, his thumb caressing the skin of your cheek. “You’re not going to die. You know I won’t let you.”

    A smile curled your lips, leaning into his touch. “You’re just saying that to cheer me up. The truth is we don’t know what will happen tonight.”

    “Maybe, but I’ll be right by your side. I won’t let anything happen to you.”

    “I know… Thank you.”

    “For what?”

    “For always having my back and giving me a second chance. I have a lot on my mind lately and I’m sorry for bothering you with it. You probably don’t want to be thinking about death anymore today.”

    “You really want to know what I’d do if I knew I was going to die tonight?” His eyes searched yours for a moment, shooting to your lips.

    You swallowed hard, looking in his deep blue orbs, feeling his breath on your skin. “I–”

    Before you could say anything, his other hand found a way against your face and he pressed his lips against yours. You could feel your heart thundering in your chest, your breath catching in your throat. You rested your hands on his chest, feeling his rapid heartbeat drumming against your fingers. You melted into his gentle touch until all too quickly he pulled away.

    “I–I’m sorry,” he whispered, letting go of you. “I didn’t mean to–” He stopped, shaking his head. You, in turn, took in a shaky breath, letting your eyes shift over his face. Your heart was beating violently inside your chest, confusion, happiness, and desire shooting through your mind.

    What the hell had just happened?

    “You know what, no, I’m not sorry,” he continued, returning to his place against you, his hand cupping your face again. “If I was really going to die tonight, I’d want you to know how I feel––how I’ve felt for a really long time…”

    You couldn’t stop yourself from smiling. “And how is that?”

    “I love you, [Name].” He let out a long breath as if he had been holding those words in for a long, long time. “There, I said it. I love you…” He evaded his eyes from you, swallowing hard. “I know you probably don’t feel the same.”

    “Steve, I-"

    “But I don’t want any more unspoken words between us. And I-"

     “Steve!” You exclaimed. “Will you just shut up and kiss me again!”

    He didn’t let you tell him twice and took you in his arms completely, his hands resting on the small of your back. You leaned into his touch, feeling his skin against your own.

    “I love you too,” you whispered against his lips before he kissed you again, his mouth curling into a smile.

    “Today didn’t go as I planned…”

    You stared at his lips for a second before looking up at his blue orbs. “Well, I certainly didn’t expect this,” you said, padding your fingers against his chest, feeling his chest rumble with laughter. “But I’m glad it happened,” you whispered, leaning in for another kiss. His lips were soft, his touch gentle as his hands pushed against your back, pressing you tightly against the warmth of his body.

    “Me too. I was a fool for not telling you how I felt sooner.”

    “So was I, but we’re here now.”

    Steve nodded, his lips finding yours again, and again and again until it was time to start your mission. You reluctantly let go of each other, not yet ready to give up this new found love. He wrapped his hand around yours and together you walked back into the building where Tony was already waiting for you with the small copying device you'd rather throw out the window and never see again.

 

An hour later you were running through one of Hydra's headquarters for the sixth and hopefully last time. You had given Tony and Steve as much info on the layout of the facility as possible without raising suspicions about your knowledge. You had come up with a plan of attack which required you and Steve to stick together as much as possible until the way to the control room was clear.

    You had been able to convince them that one of you needed to get inside it to get you both out without any bloodshed on your part. Steve had agreed to let you do it since he lacked the right skills to hack into the room. Tony offered to help from a distance––as you suspected he had done last time––but you had a good argument when you said you were going to be faster. Since time was of the essence, they had both agreed.

    So now you were carefully making your way toward that damned room. Steve was right behind you, holding back the Hydra agents that were tasked with stalling you, and protecting you from their gunfire.

    “Go!” he yelled when you had found the right hallway. “I'll cover you.”

    You looked over your shoulder, seeing him position himself between the agents and the clear way toward the control room. You knew it was a trap, but the information was still there and this time you had come prepared.

    You nodded at Steve once before quickening your pace and sprinting to the end of the hall as fast as you could. You didn’t even need to think while hacking into the small panel that gave access to the room beside it. You had done so so many times now that you still remembered the right code.

    Once you were inside you took down the female agent quickly. Knowing her every move came quite in handy when trying to move fast and efficient. You reached into your pocket and got two copying devices from your suit. One that Tony had programmed and that needed to be brought back to him to finish your mission, and one you had programmed yourself and that could connect to a secure network and send Tony everything on Hydra's servers without you ever having to leave their base.

    You plugged in the small device, typed a few commands into the large control panel before you and started up the copying program, hearing Tony's confusion in your ear.

    “[Name], I'm receiving all kinds of data streams from your location. What’s going on?”

    “I figured out how to stop the time loop.” You could feel tears rimming your eyes as you started to realize what all of this had really been about. You needed to finish this day the right way and there was only one way to do so.

    “What are you talking about?”

    You could hear soft footsteps behind you and your hand shot to your gun, ready to pull the trigger. “I love you, dad.” With that said you turned around, your gun pointed at the dark-eyed agent that had tried to sneak up on you.

    “Hmm,” he mused, holding his gun in line with your head. “You're better than they give you credit for.”

    “You have no idea.”

    “But you still fell for out trap and you're not walking out of here with that information.”

    “I don’t have to.” You smiled, keeping your eyes on him.

    He frowned at you, looking at the flickering device that was plugged into the computer, sending a signal all the way toward the Avengers Headquarters. “No…”

    “You lose this time, asshole.” You bit down your teeth, getting the safety from your gun. He quickly turned his attention back to you, staring at the barrow of it in horror. When you pulled the trigger, however, it gave a haunting click and the smile faltered.

    “Shit,” you breathed softly, your eyes shooting toward the door opening. You could see Steve turn from his defense position. Your heart thundered inside your chest and when you heard the ringing sound of a firing gun it took you a split second to see the pain in his eyes and hear his cry.

    You collapsed onto the floor, hearing Tony in your ear asking what the hell was going on. Your head hit the floor with a thud and the last thing you saw before everything disappeared were Steve's clear blue eyes that were begging you to hold on. But after everything that had happened you knew that wasn’t what time or fate wanted. You had done everything the way it should have been in the first place and that, for the first time in a long, long time, made you happy.

    So you let go, hoping that one day you’d see Steve again.

 

 

 

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You slowly opened your eyes, hearing the beeping from an alarm in your ears. Your room was one big blur, lights fading in and out as you looked around you. A headache was pounding against the inside of your skull and you could feel your heart sink. You were back in your room again. You had done everything you had wanted to and you had even finished the mission. You had made things right.

    So why in the seven hells were you still here?

    You slowly pushed yourself up, feeling a shot of pain go through your body. The beeping turned louder and you frowned. That didn’t sound like your alarm.

    “She's awake,” it sounded beside you and slowly but surely the outlines of the room became visible.

    Natasha and Wanda were sitting on two chairs beside the hospital bed, while Tony pushed himself from his place against the wall. Beside you a heart rate monitor beeped softly, the sound echoing in your ears. Your whole body felt sore and it took you a moment to realize where you were.

    “What happened?” you asked, letting your eyes shift through the room, scanning the faces of your friends.

    “You were shot during the mission.” Tony swallowed hard, taking a seat on the other side of you, wrapping his hand around your fingers. “We thought we lost you.”

    “Where’s Steve?” Your throat felt extremely dry and the beeping intensified as you started to panic.

    “Don’t worry. He’s fine. After you downloaded all the information from the Hydra base onto our server, I was able to access everything pretty quickly and open all the doors. Steve took out the remaining agents and carried you out.”

    “Where is he?”

    “He’s resting in the other room. It was quite the interesting day for him too,” Tony said, raising his eyebrows at you meaningfully. “But I’m sure he’ll be happy to see you.”

    You nodded, taking in a deep breath before letting yourself drop back into the bed. Natasha and Wanda padded your shoulder when they stood up from their place beside you, telling you, you should never scare them like that again. You promised you wouldn’t as Tony also took his leave, promising he’d sent Steve straight to your room.

    A few minutes later, the captain walked through the door, a relieved look on his face. “You’re okay.” His words were barely a whisper, but you still nodded. “Thank God…”

    “I did it,” you muttered, watching him take a seat behind you, taking your hand in his. “I actually did it…” You spoke those words more to yourself than to him, realizing you had escaped the time loop and would be able to continue your life.

    With Steve.

    “Tony told me about the second copying device. Are you going to tell me what you were thinking?”

    “It’s a long story… Right now I just want to enjoy my time with you.” You smiled at him, squeezing his hand.

    He, in turn, leaned closer, pressing a soft kiss on your lips. “I’ll let it slide… for now.”

    You couldn’t help but laugh, letting your head sink into the soft pillow. Your eyes were growing heavy and you could feel the pull of slumber taking you down into a long overdue sleep. “I’ll hold you to that,” you muttered, feeling Steve move into the bed with you, taking you into his arms. You snuggled against his chest, feeling content. The captain pressed a kiss on your forehead, pulling the sheets back over your shoulders.

    “Sweet dreams, [Name]. I love you.”

    “I love you too…”

    You fell asleep in his arms within seconds, feeling safe with him by your side. You slept together in the hospital bed for several hours until the sun had already risen toward the sky and had taken you toward a new day.

    Toward a new tomorrow.

Edge of tomorrow (Steve x Reader) Final part
Hey everyone!

Here's the final part of my Edge of tomorrow story :) it was quite a ride and I had a hard time finishing it, but I still did! And well so did [Name] I guess. She finished her mission, got her man and ended the time loop! What more can a girl want??

Anyway, I hope you have enjoyed this story! If you have, please comment, fave and/or watch me :D (Big Grin) Would mean a lot Love

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Hey! I know the last part of Edge of tomorrow was supposed to be out a few days ago but I am having some trouble finishing it XD I will try to have it published tomorrow though!

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