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“Uh…” Damn her built in lie detector. He couldn’t really lie to Beth, hell, nobody could. Andy had tried once, only once. Sam took another sip of coffee before sighing. 

“Beth… What I’m about to tell you doesn’t leave this table…” Sam said, his tone becoming quiet and stern. He glanced around before leaning in close. “Beth, Clint and I… We’re part of a special team…. May have heard about us. The Avengers? Anyway, you didn’t hear this from me cause Clint keeps it on the down low. Needless to say, not the point of this whole thing.”

When she changed the subject, Sam was mentally thanking whichever powers that be had graced him in that moment. Hell he’d thank Thor if the Asgardian was present.

“Well, about a year now. And she makes me happier than anything has in a very long time.” Sam explained, his dread becoming replaced with pure and utter joy as he talked about Emily. “I want to do whatever it takes to make her happy Beth.”

1. Beth would literally do anything she could so long as she was capable of it, for Sam Wilson.  She believes he is a good man, and deserves to be recognized for it.2. She envies Sam’s natural charm, and strives to emulate how chill he is about almost everything.3. Beth didn’t actually have to work the weekend Emily moved from DC back to New York, she just wanted them to meet and it was the most expedient way to do it without looking like she was playing Matchmaker. And some day, she hopes she’s rewarded with many beautiful dark eyed babies.4. Beth will always carry Sam’s guilt for him in her suitcase, and she stole his itty bitty man-purse when he wasn’t looking. Of all the people she could blame for the terrible things that happened, not just to her brother, but to everyone else whose ever encountered the Avengers, he’s the one who remains spotless and pure in her eyes.

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Prue blinked and then set her head on Sam’s leg. While she was a large dog, she was quiet and strangely polite.

Jayden on the other hand was a flurry of swift moves. Sam had just come in at the right time. the morning stragglers had just finished leaving and she wouldn’t hit another whirlwind of customers wouldn’t come till the afternoon. She made quick work of putting the latte together. She was done with it in under a minute. With a tall dark green cup in hand she brought it out to him. 

“Schatzi, platz.” Jayden said setting the cup down in front of Sam. She leaned back a bit and crossed her arms. Prue huffed but stepped back and laid down next to Jayden“So other than Clint, what brings ya to New York sweeth’art?” 

Sam had been on his way back to the helicarrier after investigating a supposed Hydra cell when he heard Steve over his radio. “Steve? Steve! I don’t know if you can hear me but I’ll be there in twenty minutes!” He replied turning around and diving off of the jet he’d been using. The agents called out to him, telling him to stop but Sam didn’t hear them as his gear deployed and he began flying to Steve’s location. 

“Sam?  I can hear you Sam.  Watch yourself coming in, there’s smoke, debris all over the place.”

Martha watched as the owner of the bar set a stool for her on the stage, her guitar in her hands as she slowly stepped up and sat down. It wasn’t exceptionally crowded tonight, about half the usual. “Hi, um, my name’s Martha and...well...I’m gonna be singing Traveling Soldier. I hope you enjoy it.” She said quietly as she adjusted the mic and strummed the first few chords. 

“Two days past eighteen He was waiting for the bus in his army green Sat down in a booth in a cafe there Gave his order to a girl with a bow in her hair He's a little shy so she gives him a smile And he said would you mind sittin' down for a while And talking to me, I'm feeling a little low She said I'm off in an hour and I know where we can go..” 

As she started singing though, her shy and timid voice became powerful and heartfelt with each word leaving her lips.

“So they went down and they sat on the pier He said I bet you got a boyfriend but I don't care I got no one to send a letter to Would you mind if I sent one back here to you I cried Never gonna hold the hand of another guy Too young for him they told her Waitin' for the love of a travelin' soldier Our love will never end Waitin' for the soldier to come back again Never more to be alone when the letter said A soldier's coming home So the letters came from an army camp In California then Vietnam And he told her of his heart It might be love and all of the things he was so scared of He said when it's getting kinda rough over here I think of that day sittin' down at the pier And I close my eyes and see your pretty smile Don't worry but I won't be able to write for awhile I cried Never gonna hold the hand of another guy Too young for him they told her Waitin' for the love of a travelin' soldier Our love will never end Waitin' for the soldier to come back again Never more to be alone when the letter said A soldier's coming home One Friday night at a football game The Lord's Prayer said and the Anthem sang A man said folks would you bow your heads For a list of local Vietnam dead Crying all alone under the stands Was a piccolo player in the marching band And one name read but nobody really cared But a pretty little girl with a bow in her hair I cried Never gonna hold the hand of another guy Too young for him they told her Waitin' for the love of a travelin' soldier Our love will never end Waitin' for the soldier to come back again Never more to be alone when the letter said A soldier's coming 

I cried Never gonna hold the hand of another guy Too young for him they told her Waitin' for the love of a travelin' soldier Our love will never end Waitin' for the soldier to come back again Never more to be alone when the letter said A soldier's coming home”