Who: Steve Rogers and Darcy Lewis What: Bestie Goodbyes When: Wednesday night Where: Darcy’s house Warnings: TBD Status: Closed/On-going
After accepting that his life in Madison Valley was coming to a close, there were some people Steve needed to see. Just a handful he counted as family, it was too much to think he could say goodbye to everyone, who he knew he would never see again. His girls were the hardest, he’d spent hours just sitting with Veronica in his arms, not ready to let her go, not ready to let go of what they had and what they’d been building together. He wasn’t ready to let go of any of it and go back to a world destroyed and a battle lost.
He wasn’t ready to go back to a world without his best friends in it. A world where he wouldn’t even know one of them and where the little girl he loved like his own wouldn’t exist.
Steve made his way to Darcy’s late in the evening, knowing Steph would be asleep and knowing it wouldn’t be fair to wake her up and knowing that he would anyway.
At some point he’d stopped standing on ceremony going over there, probably about the time they’d moved into his old house, just knocked briefly and let himself in, calling out to her. “Darce?”