Who: James and Steve What: Father/son times! Where: Steve's place When: Future Retro! 2043 Rating: Should be low. I mean c'mon, it's Steve.
Years may have passed since James had wound up in the past but he had come to accept it and the fact he might never get home. But none of that mattered. What mattered was now he had come to take on the mantle of Captain America from his father. He looked down at himself. He still wore his usual outfit he had worn since he was a teenager (though the fabric was far better at stopping knives and small calibur bullets). But what was different was the fact he now, in addition to his gauntlet, wielded his father's shield.
Smiling a bit, he pushed the door open and slipped in. "Dad, you in?" he called out, shutting the door behind him. He tugged the shield off of his back and walked into the living room, setting it down on the coffee table.