He was kind of regretting that, right now. Nothing short of a life or death emergency would call Steve back to work. SHIELD didn’t even know he was here, and if they did, Tony and Fury were running interference at his request. One would think humanity would have learned its lesson after the Tesseract. That maybe various terrorist groups through modern history - dating all the way back to HYDRA - were on to something when they investigated mythology to see where it ran right into history. That maybe humans weren’t the only intelligent or humanoid species on Earth. Steve read through the speculation that perhaps certain myths in human history came from a grain of truth. It had a long history of unusual crimes and bizarre animal attacks, enough that SHIELD had the town on its radar - even after the deaths of a family full of people who SHIELD suspected of being not quite human. A password, a number code, and a finger print scan, and he was in, yet again perusing the files on Beacon Hills.įor a small town where nothing happened, a lot sure seemed to happen. He waited until the beer and fries arrived before pulling out his tablet. It was the slow hour after lunch but before people got off of work, and Steve made a mental note to leave once rush hour started. Half the other patrons were also on their own, most reading something on a smart phone, though there were a few pairs of friends quietly chatting as well. The bar wasn’t completely empty, but it was empty enough that Steve had no problem ordering a dark beer and some garlic fries as he curled in on himself at a table in a shadowy corner of the bar, keeping the bill of his hat low enough to obscure his face without making it too obvious he was trying to hide. He parked his bike in the barebones shade of a wilting tree, breathing in a sigh of relief as he adjusted the shoulder straps of his backpack for the first time in over a hundred miles. He wanted to know where to go later tonight.įor now, he found a dive bar to hole up in through the midafternoon heat. He pulled into a small business-looking district, driving through the outer edges of the town until he’d at least given a cursory-glance at all the motels the town had to offer. He took it slow on the highway into town to admire the beautiful forest surrounding the county, but eventually the midsummer heat became too much for him. It was mid-afternoon by the time Steve Rogers drove into Beacon Hills, legs stiff from hours on the road and shirt sticking to his skin. Steve edition (mainly), Carefully Curated Works of Art Stats: Published: Completed: Words: 173129 Chapters: 13/13 Comments: 1249 Kudos: 3670 Bookmarks: 964 Hits: 101990 Purple Archivist: Read and Read Again, Dumb Bullshit to satiate my Escapism, Treasured Stories, my tab dump, Marvel. Steve Rogers & Natasha Romanov Friendship.Temporary or Background Derek Hale/Steve Rogers.Derek Hale & Scott McCall & Stiles Stilinski.
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