Chapter One: Blast From The Past
Steve sat in his office, nursing a lukewarm cup of
coffee. As he absentmindedly flipped through the channels on his television, a
familiar face flashed on the screen, causing him to freeze mid-sip. There she
was, radiant as ever, her blonde locks cascading over her shoulders in waves of
golden silk. Steve could almost smell the sweet scent of her perfume, as if she
was right there with him. Sarah Carter, the girl who had once held his heart in
the palm of her hand, was now gracing the screens of millions across the
country. Steve couldn’t help but feel a pang of nostalgia as he watched her
being interviewed about her return to New York City.
Sarah smiled, her eyes sparkling with nostalgia.
“Well, New York is my home. It’ll always hold a special place in my heart. I
don’t need an agenda to return. Half of my family’s still up there… My friends
are there…”
It was impossible to tear his eyes away from the
screen as she spoke. Despite the years that had passed since they last saw each
other, Sarah’s presence still had the power to captivate him like no one else
could. He couldn’t help but wonder if there was more to her sudden return.
“…My first love is there too…” Sarah continued, a
faint blush tinging her cheeks.
Steve felt the familiar feeling of disappointment
overwhelm him at Sarah’s words, dragging him right back to that hotel room. Part
of him had secretly hoped she was referring to him. That he was her
“first love”. But as the memory of their parting scurried through his mind, he
knew that couldn’t be the case.
As the interview came to an end, Steve switched off
the television, his mind abuzz with thoughts of Sarah. He couldn’t deny the
surge of emotions that had resurfaced at the sight of her, nor could he ignore
the undeniable truth that she still held a special place in his heart.
Tony was in his workshop, tinkering away at one of
his latest inventions, when the sound of heavy footsteps interrupted his
concentration. He looked up to see Fury striding purposefully towards him, his
expression grave.
"What's up?" Tony asked, setting down
his tools, giving Fury his full attention.
Fury wasted no time getting to the point. "Stark, I need to discuss a very
sensitive, confidential matter with you.”
“I’m listening…”
“It’s Sarah. She’s, uh, in a bit of a pickle and
needs our help.”
Tony's brow furrowed in confusion. Sarah? Sarah
Carter? He hadn’t heard that name in five years. Merely hearing her name
brought back images of the drama that had unfolded soon after her unceremonious
departure.
“Come on, don’t look at me like that. For all
intents and purposes, the girl’s family.”
Tony's confusion deepened. "I can’t understand
why you’re so hell bent on helping this kid. This is the path she chose. She turned
down her family’s legacy.”
“Did you not hear the ‘family’ bit? They’ve
sacrificed so much for us. For S.H.I.E.L.D.. It’s the least we can do.”
“You wanna talk about sacrifice? My father—”
“Yes, Howard was a brilliant man. And S.H.I.E.L.D.
wouldn’t be what it is today without him. But right now, we’re not talking
about the Starks. We’re talking about Sarah.”
Tony rolled his eyes, already feeling annoyed by the
thought of having to deal with Sarah's antics. "Last time I checked, she
was nothing but trouble… But yeah. Fine. Whatever. Where is she?"
Fury fixed Tony with a steely gaze. “Actually… she’s
already en route.”
“And nobody else knows…?”
“No, I thought I’d give you the honour.”
Unshakable anxiety lingered in the back of Tony’s
mind. Something told him that Sarah Carter's return was going to bring more
trouble than they bargained for.
Sarah stepped off the plane, feeling the weight of a
hundred eyes on her as she made her way through the bustling airport. Flashes
of cameras illuminated her path, blinding her momentarily as she tried to
navigate through the sea of paparazzi and eager fans.
"Sarah, over here!" a voice called out,
followed by a barrage of questions.
"How does it feel to be back in New York?"
"Are you excited to see the team again?"
"Can you confirm the pregnancy rumours?"
Sarah gritted her teeth, ignoring the invasive
questions as she focused on reaching the safety of her waiting car. She could
feel the intensity of the paparazzi's gaze, their hungry eyes dissecting her
every move as if searching for a juicy headline to exploit.
"Sarah, a word please!" another voice
shouted, cutting through the chaos. "Are you and Steve Rogers rekindling a
romance?"
Sarah's heart skipped a beat at the mention of
Steve's name, her pulse racing with anticipation and dread. She knew that her
return to New York would inevitably reignite speculation about their past
relationship, but she hadn't expected the paparazzi to be so relentless in
their pursuit of a story.
Ducking behind her bodyguards, Sarah quickened her
pace, weaving through the crowd as she tried to shake off the persistent
paparazzi. She could feel their probing stares burning into her skin, their
questions like daggers aimed straight at her heart.
"Sarah, just one comment!" a voice
pleaded, sounding almost desperate. "Did you leave because you were
pregnant?"
Sarah clenched her fists, resisting the urge to lash
out as she finally reached the safety of her waiting car. With a sigh of
relief, she slid into the backseat, the tinted windows shielding her from the
prying eyes of the paparazzi.
As the car pulled away from the curb, Sarah leaned
back against the seat and shut her eyes, willing her pounding heart to calm.
She knew that her return to New York was going to be anything but easy, but she
was determined to face whatever challenges lay ahead. And if that meant dodging
invasive questions from the paparazzi every step of the way, then so be it. Sarah
Carter was ready to transform her career and claim her spot as Hollywood’s
hottest actress, no matter the cost.
Later that evening, the Avengers Compound was alive
with music, laughter, and the clinking of glasses as Tony Stark spared no
expense in throwing one of his signature extravagant parties.
Sam ascended the staircase with Steve, watching the
festivities with a sceptical eye as he sipped his drink. He couldn't shake the
feeling that Tony was up to something, their usually boisterous friend acting
unusually secretive and guarded.
"Something's not right," Sam muttered,
surveying the crowd with a furrowed brow. “If Tony was delivering good news,
he’d have done so right there and then. But this…? Nah, man’s about to drop a
bomb on us. I can feel it.”
Before Steve could respond, their attention was
drawn to the bar across the room where a familiar figure stood, sipping a
martini with an air of effortless elegance.
Sam squinted. "Wait, who is that with Nat at
the bar?”
“That, my friend, would be the bomb you astutely
expected...”
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"Well, well, well. The prodigal daughter
returns," Natasha purred from behind the bar counter, a sly smirk playing
on her lips. “Tired of being rich and famous already?”
“Shame on you, Nat. I thought you said I was always
welcomed here,” Sarah pouted.
“And you are! Always. I’m just a little concerned…
Have you given this serious thought? You left behind quite a mess.”
In loyalty to Steve, Nat held off on elaborating any
further. ‘Mess’ was as far as she was willing to go.
Sarah’s smile faltered momentarily. But, having been trained to always,
always, always smile at the camera, she regained composure. “I
have.”
“Well, good luck… Something tells me you’re gonna need it.”
Steve took a deep breath, steeling himself as he
made his way through the crowded room towards the bar where Sarah stood alone,
her expression guarded. He couldn't deny the nervous flutter in his chest as he
approached her. Five years' worth of unspoken words, suppressed, unresolved feelings,
and a hint of resentment between them.
"Hey, Peaches," Steve greeted
her with a tentative smile, trying to sound casual despite the turmoil roiling
within him. "Never thought I'd ever see you again."
Instead of the warm reception he had hoped for,
Steve was met with an unexpected chill from Sarah. She sighed in exasperation,
rolling her eyes ever so slightly as she turned to face him.
"Please refrain from calling me that," she
warned, her tone clipped and cold. “It was years ago. And I’m not the same girl
I was back then.”
Steve felt a pang of hurt at her dismissive tone,
but he pushed it aside, determined to keep the conversation civil. “You look
like the same girl to me, Sarah.”
“I’m not. Now be a good boy and scamper off.”
For a moment, the two of them stood in tense
silence. Steve could feel the tension crackling between them, those unspoken
words threatening to spill over at any moment.
Finally, unable to bear the silence any longer,
Steve spoke up, his voice laced with hurt and frustration. "I'm sorry, are
you forgetting that you ran out on me the
next morning?"
Sarah's expression hardened at his accusation, her
jaw tightening as she met his gaze head-on. "And that's the best decision
I've ever made."
Steve felt like he had been punched in the gut at
her words, the sting of rejection cutting deep into his heart. He watched in
silence as Sarah turned away from him, her gaze fixed on the twinkling lights
around them.
With a heavy sigh, Steve knew that there was nothing
more to be said. Turning on his heel, he walked away, his heart heavy with the
weight of what could have been. As he disappeared into the crowd, Sarah's words
echoed in his mind, a painful reminder of the gulf that still lay between them.
(Video after next chapter xx)
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