I’m done running. Okay.
I didn’t know where else to go. Right here is just fine, Buck.
"That it was genetic. I dunno, you tell me—————you got a hockey fairy godmother."
"I dunno about genetic… but… yeah… her name is James Buchanan Barnes. She’s terrible at shoot outs though."
"How do you two bond, compare glute workout?"
"Well… yeah. How else do you think we get such great asses?"
Captain America 2 : The Winter Soldier | Everybody Wants To Rule The World
…WHOA. now that’s good editing.
Holy shit. That’s amazing.
That’s fantastic. Just. Wow.
H er expression melted when he said he didn’t think he was anything before the serum. She remembered all too clearly being told the story of Captain America, and she remembered what she’d always respected most of the man with a plan. “ That’s not true. I respected the hell outta Steve Rogers growing up, and not for his star-spangled uniform, biceps the size of my head, or the shield. I respected the little guy from Brooklyn who wouldn’t let the world stand in his way. I mean, you weren’t my childhood hero or anything——Helen Cobb gets that honor——but it helped to know someone else had wanted to fight the good fight no matter what the world thought of ‘em. ”
”… You’ll have to tell me who Helen Cobb is, because that’s one person I’ve still not heard of,” Steve laughed, his smile almost bashful. He wasn’t an idiot, he knew a lot of stuff about this brave new world, but there were still somethings he was catching up on. “Thanks… that… that means a lot, knowing that.” He’d heard people tell him this before, but for some reason, when Carol said it, it rang true, it struck home unlike any other time before. “Forgive me for being jealous?” He asked, coming back around to the origin of their conversation.
T he stare that was fixed on him was soft, but her lips started quirking back up in the trademark Carol Danvers smirk. Even if it did come out as a sweeter rendition. “ I don’t get it, ” she admitted, slowly closing the distance between them so she could take his hands in hers. “ I don’t get how you can say things like that and think you’re Just anything. Do you really think Steve Rogers is nothing special? That people only care about you because you’re Captain America? I give you a lotta shit, Steve, but you’re a helluva lot more than the Stars and Stripes, and I thought you knew that. ”
Steve smiled slightly, his fingers curling around Carol’s. “I dunno…” He spoke, a shoulder shrugging upward. “I wasn’t much before. I wasn’t anything before the serum. And now… sometimes I lose sight of Steve Rogers, and I think some people forget there is a Steve Rogers. Because all I am to them is Captain America. I wanted to be more than just a symbol… and now I can’t shake the image of the stars and stripes.”
S he wasn’t ready for that, either. His tone, so soft and sweet. Not the teasing taunts she was used to with him, and not the assertive look out for yourself too tones they sometimes shared, either. She looked away for a moment and made herself, for once, think before she spoke. She had to think about her words, what they might mean to him, what they would mean to her, if they would bear any meaning for them.
“ I’m reckless, ” she nearly announced when she met his eyes again. “ And I can be careless. And my morals are shaky sometimes. And I have a terrible self-esteem I cover up with a massive fake ego that probably annoys more people than it convinces. And I have a poorly-timed sense of humor that’s probably annoyed more people than it has entertained. And I’m a lot of other things too——all the good stuff you seem to think of me. And when you add all that together, you just get Carol. And you’re a lot of things too, good and bad, and when you add all that together, you get Steve. … And dammit, I’ll apologize if I want to cause I’m not outta your league. ”
Steve is stunned. Completely stunned. This is definitely not where he had seen this conversation going. He’d have figured there would have been a few more jibes thrown around, and then they’d end it at that. That’s how it always seemed to go. But not this time. This time, Carol was bearing her heart to Steve in a way he’d never seen before. And how was he to respond to that? He didn’t know.
”I wish you could see what I see…” His voice is still soft, still gentle. “You’re good. You’re so good. You fight with so much heart, so much compassion. You care. You care so deeply, I can see it in your eyes when it hurts you. And I wish, so many times, that I could take that from you. But I know… I know the pain is what makes us who we are. I just… I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said anything.”
S he wasn’t ready for that, for this, but she had backed herself into this corner, and she’d be damned if she was going to leave it feeling anything close to a loss.
“ And I’m just… Carol. And I don’t see why Just Steve wouldn’t be good enough for Just Carol. … It was a joke, I’m sorry. ” She didn’t apologize easily, but she also didn’t do it without meaning it. “ I’m sorry. ”
Steve had thought about this all too often. Why would such a woman want to be with him? She was incredible, strong, intelligent, funny, witty, beautiful… super powered. She was a goddess in her own right and he the mere shield slinging beefcake.
"You’re more than that…" He said softly. "Don’t apologize."
Steve’s 7 years old and sick, he’s dying - he already knows he’s on his way out, but his mom, his mom has a chance of having a really great life - so Steve goes to the crossroads with his little box of tin soldiers and the picture his mom likes best with his hair neatly swiped back and makes a deal with Buchanan - the crossroads demon.
Buchanan seals the deal with a kiss to Steve’s clammy forehead, giving him 10 years to spend in good health with his mom - who is cured of all ills.
Only, when Steve shows up after the 10 years, a half an hour early, Buchanan can’t believe that Steve showed - can’t believe that Steve is still going to keep the word of a terrified 7 year old kid.He tells Steve he’s too busy making deals to take him now, but he’ll be back later.
And then later he can’t do it either.
And so he ends up just showing up at Steve’s place all the time, sometimes in different bodies but always just there - and Steve can always see the real him - trying to figure out why he can’t collect on the soul he was promised.
Eventually, he’s got two options, he takes the soul or he takes Steve’s place.
And he decides that he can’t kill Steve, good, honest, pure Steve - he takes his place in hell.
And when Steve find out…
He goes in to save him.