We Remain- An avengers fan fiction

Chapter 17-My Oscar Worthy Performance.

But I'm nor normal, I'm Christy Coulson. And I can't let Steve walk away.

"Steve, wait!" I say turning to face him.

"What?" He asks not back still turned to me.

I glare at Tony.

"We are going to find the quickest way to...um...Loki," Tony says grabbing Derrick's arm and dragging him out of the alley.

Derrick pulls back,

"But didn't we already...."

"Derrick! We need to find Loki," Tony says staring down harshly.

"Oh. After you," Derrick mutters.

I don't speak until I'm sure Derrick and Tony are gone.

"We don't have time for this," I say.

Steve sighs,

"Your right. So why don't you...."

"Why don't you trust me?" I ask.

"Christy, I..."

"Tell me the truth, Steve!" I cry.

He takes a step back,

"It's in the past," he yells, then smirks sadly, "the far past."

"If it's in the past you can tell me...."

"You were not the only one," Steve yells.

I freeze,

"What?"

"You were not the first person I fell in love with," Steve takes a deep breath, "Seventy years ago. Her name was Peggy Carter."

It shouldn't hurt that Steve loved another woman. I know it was many years ago, but the jealousy is still there.

"Do you still love...wait...did you say Peggy Carter?" I ask.

Steve nods.

I can't believe this.

"Peggy Carter was Tony Starks....mother," I say.

"How do you know that?" Steve asks.

"I read about it last year when we were assembling the avengers. His father was Howard Stark, mother Peggy Carter Stark," I tell him.

Steve acts like I slapped him in the face.

"The point is, I lost her. I don't want to lose you," Steve says.

"Do you..." The rest of my sentence trails off.

"Do I what?" He asks.

"Do you still...love her?" I manage to say.

"No," he replies flatly.

A part of me feels relieved but the other half is still worried.

"If you truly love me like you say you do. Let me stop Loki," I say.

"What if Loki hurts you?" Steve shouts.

"Maybe I should have joined Loki instead of S.H.I.E.L.D!" I yell.

"Maybe you should have! Then we wouldn't be in this situation!" Steve yells back.

"He will wound you, Christy. If not he will...."

"What kill me? I died once, Steve. Remember? I don't think it could get much worse than that," I say.

He walks to me and places his hands on my shoulders,