It's a day off, and Agent Sharon doesn't wake up until 9 a.m.

She opened the door with her tousled hair in her pajamas and slippers as usual, ready to wash up and go out to buy some food.

However, a scent came from the kitchen, causing Agent Sharon's nose to twitch, and she blinked her eyes and quietly walked to the kitchen with the lightness of an agent, only to see her new tenant preparing breakfast.

Steve, still wearing his outdated white shirt and apron, was a little clumsy using smart kitchen appliances, and at his side, a few dishes that had already been prepared.

"I'm not familiar with your tastes, so I've prepared different flavors."

Steve didn't look back, but the senses given to him by the super soldier serum made him spot Sharon hiding in the kitchen doorway, and he said as he flipped the omelet with a spoon:

"You can go wash up first."

“......”

Sharon wanted to say something, but for breakfast's sake, she wasn't as excited as she was last night.

In fact, she also knows that the story between her aunt and the 80-year-old veteran in front of her should not simply be attributed to Steve, who is also a victim.

"Hmph"

Agent Sharon finally snorted and staggered to the bathroom.

Ten minutes later, Sharon, who had changed into a set of home clothes, sat at the dining table, eating hot bread, while looking at Steve in front of her, she said:

"You went buy the ingredients?"

"Hmm."

Steve Says:

"I bought it when I went out for a morning run, and speaking of which, Brooklyn has changed so much that I almost got lost."

"Where did you get the money?"

Sharon asked:

"You only woke up yesterday, you should be penniless."

"Merlin gave me an account."

Steve picked up the sandwich with ham and eggs and said in a relaxed tone:

"There's a lot of money in there... And although I am retired, I still have a veteran's allowance deposited into my original account every month, and I now feel that living a long time may not be a bad thing. ”

It was obviously a joke, but Sharon knew that what Steve said should be true.

As a symbol of hope for the United States during World War II, Steve. Even after his disappearance, Rogers retired from the army, but his military status was symbolically preserved.

In fact, those veterans have been paying attention to this matter, and many people think that Captain America is still alive, so the official retention of Steve's private account is more of a symbolic meaning to maintain a symbolic meaning to appease the veterans.

"You went to see your account?"

Sharon put down the bread in her hand with a serious face, and she said:

"It's too reckless, it would expose your presence. That account is being watched by a lot of people. ”

"Merlin told me it was okay."

Steve said to Sharon:

"I contacted him on the phone here before I went out and he told me he would take care of everything. So, you don't need to worry. ”

"Did you say that, sir?"

Sharon's nervousness eased a bit, and she nodded:

"Well, that should be fine."

"Don't worry, Sharon."

When Steve finished his sandwich, he said:

"I'm not as reckless as you think, and while I'm not a real agent, I've also carried out disguised infiltration missions. Speaking of which, what are we going to do today? ”

"Procurement!"

Sharon said without raising her head:

"Buy clothes first, then buy groceries, maybe you need a computer. To be honest, life in this era is not much different from that time of yours, but this aspect of information technology is something you need to master as soon as possible. You may also need some restorative equipment, and there's a small training ground in the basement, but it's been a long time. ”

"Just buy a few sandbags."

Steve moved his shoulders and said to Sharon:

"My driver's license has long since expired, so I have to drive you today, and by the way, that car in the garage is nice and looks cool. Also, I might need you to take me to the 'Green Garden' nursing home... I have a friend there. ”

"Agent Tripp's grandfather with Alzheimer's?"

Sharon nodded, and she said:

"Okay, I'll take you."

"Thank you, Sharon."

Steve seemed to lose interest in the conversation, and with his head down, he began to work out the rest of the food.

Sharon held a glass of milk, observing this unusual old man, and she could feel that Steve was trying to adapt to this new era, but he still had resistance in his heart.

Alas, also a poor man.

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At 8 o'clock that night, in the basement of Carter Manor, he changed into a loose tracksuit, and Steve, wearing a vest, was sandbags in the basement.

He moves like a real young man, not an old man.

The fist wrapped in the cloth slammed into the sandbag in front of him one after another, and in the low crashing sound, the past and those memories flashed in front of his eyes.

The battle with Nacui seems to have happened just yesterday.

It's like a memory from a million years ago.

He still remembers the pain of losing his best friend Bucky, the kiss goodbye to Peggy as he rushed into Nacui's final base, and the despair he felt when the ship crashed into the glacier.

That promise has not yet been fulfilled, and it has been delayed for a long, long time.

He failed a woman who was waiting for him...

His breathing became thicker, and the entanglement of past and present made the strength of each punch stronger, like a wild horse on the loose, unrestrained, not wanting to be restrained again.

In this lonely basement, Steve allowed his emotions to surge, venting the frustration that was hidden in his heart, the despair that came after being full of hope, the helplessness that he felt in the face of a new world.

He went to see his former comrades-in-arms, in the nursing home, the former soldier was dying, and could only survive by relying on the care of breathing tubes and nurses, the old man had forgotten everything, forgot Steve, forgot those years of war, he was like an outcast, and could only wait for death alone.

And Steve... He felt as if he were the same.

"Bang"

Under Steve's heavy punch, the sandbag he just bought was like he could no longer bear the anger of a lonely old man, and at the moment when he threw his last punch, the whole sandbag broke off the hook and flew out, on the other side of the sandbag, the tough leather was blasted by the transmitted force, the sandbag was torn open, and those fine quicksand continued to gush out of the crack.

He is not an ordinary person after all, his power is very ordinary, but it is no less deadly.

"Smack, smack, smack"

The applause came from the darkness of the basement, and Merlin stepped out of his hiding place, this guy had probably been observing in the dark for a long time, but he didn't disturb Steve's inner emotions.

The negative emotions in the heart are like a scorching flame, and if it is not vented, then it will only cause the fighters themselves to be burned.

Merlin understands this very well.

"Yes, it looks like you're recovering quickly."

Merlin stood behind Steve, and he looked at Steve, who was panting with his sandbag, and said:

"Maybe next time you'll have to prepare a few more sandbags, uh, maybe you'll need to customize something special, you see, these ordinary sandbags won't stop you from wreaking havoc."

Merlin waved his hand, and a repair charm was thrown on the broken sandbag, quickly closing the gap.

"Well, I'll find you a few sparring partners next time."

He rubbed his chin, walked over to Steve, and said to the veteran:

"I know a couple of very good young people, their skills are not bad, but they are a little rough, and they need the guidance of a real hero."

"Just do me a favor, okay?"

"Yes."

Steve untied the gauze in his hand and said:

"It's time for us to go, right?"

"Well, Dugan is already waiting for us at the base of Pagassos, to be precise, he is waiting for you."

Merlin tossed a bottle of water to Steve, saying:

"Go take a shower, change your clothes, and we'll go over together."

"By plane?"

Steve drank his water and asked:

"It's probably midnight when you get there."

"No, we have a better and faster way to move."

Merlin flicked his fingers and said:

"I hope you don't get seasick."

A few minutes later, in the distortion of the light, Merlin and Steve arrived at the base of Pagassos, and the first experience of the Transfiguration Charm made Steve slightly dizzy, but after a few steps, he regained his balance.

The potential of the Super Soldier Serum was almost completely exploited in this guy, giving Steve a full range of enhancements, not only strength and physical fitness, but also super reflexes and perception, and even a faint self-healing.

This kind of reinforcement is not a half-like the serum that Merlin has been injected, but now Merlin does not rely on those physical enhancements to eat.

"Steve!"

Agent Dugan's characteristic deep voice rang out behind the captain, and Steve looked back to see a dumma in a black combat uniform, with a round hat and a slightly odd mustache. Agent Dugan was standing behind him.

Agent Dugan's eyes were full of surprise, and there was no disguised nostalgia and anticipation, a touch of excitement about the reunion of old friends.

As Merlin watched, the two veterans laughed and hugged each other as if they were real brothers.

"I thought I would never see my old friends again when I woke up."

Steve said to Dugan:

"But I'm really happy to see you again, Dugan."

"I'm fine."

Agent Duggan reached out and pounded Steve's chest, saying:

"I knew you'd wake up, I knew nothing could beat you, come on, Steve, let's have a drink and talk. Oh, and you, Merlin, come with you, without you, Steve wouldn't have woken up so quickly. ”

The table at Agent Dugan's hand was already filled with all kinds of wine, and it seemed that it was a reception feast, full of the rough feelings of the veterans.

Merlin didn't refuse, the three of them sat on the edge of their chairs and had a drink, and Dugan and Steve talked about the events of the war and Dugan's life over the years after the war, occasionally bursting into exaggerated laughter.

Merlin held his wine glass and looked at the two slightly dissolute guys in front of him, and he did not disturb the conversation between them.

Truth be told, he had never seen the normally cold Agent Dugan have such a good time.

Perhaps, like Steve, this veteran was also lonely in this era, and now, when the two brothers meet, they both feel lonely and away from them.

Having friends... It means that you will never walk alone, which is the greatest luck in life.

"I went to see Triplett, Dugan."

After ten minutes of talking and settling 3 bottles of wine, Steve held his glass and said to Dugan:

"He doesn't remember us, poor Triplit can't even remember his name, but when he sees me, he's still happy like a child, even though he doesn't know what my name is... I heard, he also has a grandson? ”

"Yes, Antoine. Triplett. ”

Agent Dugan tilted his head and took a sip of his wine, and he snorted at Merlinu, saying:

"That kid is working under Merlin now, he's doing a pretty good job, he's already a high-ranking agent. Alas, old Triplit probably won't survive the next winter..."

Dugan played with his glass with some regret, and he said to Steve:

"You're so much luckier than I am, Steve, I've been to too many funerals over the years. One by one, the brothers of the Roaring Commando are gone, and it is not a pleasant thing to watch their brothers buried in their graves, but it's okay... Fortunately, you are still as young as I am, and when I go to the grave, you will see me off at my tombstone. ”

"It's fantastic."

The old agent seemed to be drunk, and Merlin took a sip of his drink, saying:

"Looks like you're planning to quit? Agent Dugan, will Fury agree? ”

"It's his business whether he agrees or not!"

Dugan snorted, he looked at the wine glass in front of him, and said:

"SSS serum isn't a panacea either, I've had a precursor to amnesia since a few years ago, which shows that the serum is getting weaker and weaker on me, and even without Steve, I'd be quitting later this year... I've dedicated my life to this damn organization, and it's time for me to live my last life. ”

"Huh"

The old agent drank the wine from his glass, and he sighed:

"After so many years, I'm tired."

"Well, I understand."

Merlin put down his glass, he glanced at Steve, and after the two made eye contact, Merlin coughed lightly, and said to Agent Dugan, who was already drunk:

"Actually, Dugan, Steve and I came to you because..."

"Peggy, right?"

The old agent gave Merlin a drunken look, then at the silent Steve, and said:

"Alright, well, I'll tell you where to find her. If this matter is not over, Steve's life in this day and age is destined to be difficult. ”

"Huh?"

Merlin was surprised and said:

"Is it so casual? I've got a lot of rhetoric to prepare. ”

"Hush."

Dugan sneered, poured himself a glass of wine, and said to Merlin:

"Peggy told me before she disappeared that if you brought Steve to me, you wouldn't have to hide her whereabouts anymore."

"That clever woman had expected all of this for a long time. She always did. ”