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"I KNOW this neighborhood. I got beat up in that alley. And that parking lot. And that diner," Steve says as we drive down the street, heading to some secret base downtown. Peggy claims that it's top secret and only certain agents with high clearance know about it.

Peggy doesn't even look at him as she asks, "Did you have something against running away?"

I snort.

"You start running they'll never let you stop. You stand up, push back. Can't say no forever, right?" Steve says while looking down at his hands. I smile slightly, looking out the window. I admire Steve; he has the heart that not many men have. That's something special. He's something special.

"I know a little of what that's like. To have every door shut in your face," Peggy sighs, looking down at Steve. I nod slightly, thinking about the trouble Peggy had getting into the army. It wasn't as hard for me since I basically grew up in it. I was excepted by my fellow soldiers already by the time I was of age. Everyone pretty much already knew me.

"I guess I just don't know why you'd want to join the army if your a beautiful dame. Or a beautiful...a woman! An agent, not a dame! You are beautiful, but..." Steve trails off. I chuckle slightly as Peggy turns to him with the most hilarious look on her face. The two of them are so cute.

"You have no idea how to talk to a woman, do you?" Peggy retorts. I laugh loudly at her sassy response. The poor guy really didn't know how to talk to a woman, that much was obvious.

"This is the longest conversation I've had with one. Women aren't exactly lining up to dance with a guy they might step on." Steve looks down at his lap.

I frown slightly. "I kinda know what you mean. I mean, what man wants to date a woman who's in the army?"

Peggy turns to Steve curiously. "You must have danced."

"I mean, I'm not unattractive. I'd actually say I'm pretty good looking," I continue, not caring that they weren't even listening.

"Well, asking a woman to dance always seems so terrifying. And the past few years just didn't seem to matter that much. Figured I'd wait."

My eyes widen in realization. "Maybe it's cause I wear pants."

"For what?" Peggy asks.

I shake my head. "Nah, that can't be it."

"The right partner," Steve answers while looking out the window. Peggy smiles slightly to herself.

"Thanks for the talk," I mumble, glancing out the window as we stop in front of an antique shop. "Wow, nice headquarters," I sarcastically state after we get out. Peggy rolls her eyes at me. "I always thought it would be a good idea to hide a secret army base in a place that sells old stuff. Nobody would suspect a thing."

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