#diversiformheros

Steve had just gone back in time once again. A thing he wanted to get done quick. What felt like seconds for the others, for him it felt like an entire day was passing by. He returned all of the stones, especially the one they needed to get a second time after they lost their hands on it. And here he was again, looking at Peggy as she walked through her office, not letting any man tell her what she can do or can’t. She was just like he remembered her. Fierce, powerful, just a real woman. And while his heart, the one that still was grasping for the time he had lost, a bigger part kept him in the reality. That no time travel could give him back what he had lost. And it was finally time to let this part go. “Goodbye Peggy.” he spoke quietly, his voice soft before he went back to the future.

He appeared at the same place he had been when he left, looking at Bruce, Bucky, Sam and also Diana. 

Diana.

She was the reason why he was able to let his past go and focus on the future. In the darkest of times he was able to find some love, someone with sahred life experience, someone with a big heart and courage as big as his. A smile came across his lips as he stared at them. “What? Did you think I wouldn’t make it back?” he asked with a chuckle as he got down to them. 

                      she had no reason to trust him whats so ever of course, so naturally he was trying to tread lightly on this whole thing because he didn’t want to chase her off, she was family to a man he loved entirely, completely, enough to get a flat with which was completely out of the ordinary for him. he straightened his shoulders, he was dealing with an issue that was causing a hell of a concern between himself and desmond. he was worried that des was going to do something stupid, which was exactly why he was standing here hoping she’d hear him out. “ look you ain’t got any reason to trust me, luv but we both care about the same person and that’s why i’m here, all i want is two minutes to talk to you, and get your help. ”

"Mmm, I highly doubt that's what you thought about our situation when you first came to learn of it." It's not like he had sought out this result, but it was the one that was not only the most logical but also called for the least amount of damage to both sides; to end a turf war that has lasted generations between their family's, the meaning behind Shiera being handed over like she was practically wrapped up with bow was greater then just them

. Over the months he's grown to like the feisty younger girl, though there are still times were his patience wears thin but he does his best to control his anger around her. He knows that she knows of his reputation, of his families name and he knows that she isn't some dainty flower raised by some normal folks who just happened to get a little bit to far into dept. They would mesh well together... that is if they could grow to get a long at least a little bit better.

“Not at all. I thought you were the devil incarnate when I first saw you,” she said with a light shrug. Shiera crossed one leg over the other, the side of her Christian Louboutin pale blue pump resting over the side of his leg under the table. “Now I think you’re devilish. A complete rogue.” They still had their differences, yes, and there were moments when their tempers flared and caused a backlash that had even the hardiest of their guards flinch and wait for one or both to storm out of the house and call for their car so that they could escape the stifling house. “Didn’t help that Father’s descriptions of you were…interesting, to say the least.”

He’s just gotten out of the bathroom. He had decided to shave off the beard that he’d had for such a long time. Honestly, he couldn’t remember if it had been a conscious decision to grow it or he’d just simply forgotten to shave for so long. He hadn’t meant to scare Bucky. He would never want to do that. For some reason, the thought hadn’t crossed his mind, especially after the past few days they’d had. Buck’s words take him by surprise. “Of course, I am.” That must’ve been what the nightmare was about. Him being gone. He was pretty sure that no force on Earth could separate them for long. 

“Hey, it’s okay. It was just a nightmare.” He can see the fear in his eyes and he hates that he’s responsible somewhat for it. He shouldn’t have left the room without at least telling him where he was going in the first place.