Chapter 6

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AN. Ok hi guys sorry this has taken so long but when I got back home after thanksgiving not three days latter my grandfather passed away a week latter we where driving back across country for his funeral. It has been a hectic and depressing few weeks I am going to try and get back into a chapter a week and if it gets angst please let me know I don't want this to be a depressing story… Also my laptop has died a sad death poor lab top.

When Phil left lunch suddenly it raised a few eyebrows he was all for team meal bonding that for him to leave meant it had to be an emergency. It had to be personal because if it was a world crisis then one of the others or the entire team would have been informed. They where not prepared when he stuck his head back in and asked Steve to come speak with him when he finished lunch but no rush.

Phil cringed as soon as the door closed 'yes please don't rush as I have no idea what to tell you' he thought to himself. When he got to his office he started to pace back and forth while he practiced what he would say to Steve "'Captain Rogers' no to formal 'Mr. Roger' no that won't work 'Steve' yes that one do I ask him to sit damn it I am out of practice" he muttered to himself. While Phil was glad that his job no longer included this he was not exactly sure how to break this news to his idol. How do you tell your childhood idol that the women he loved had passed away, that she hadn't wanted to see him before she died, that she had a full grown son that wanted to meet him. Even when Phil had been informing families of the shield agents they had lost it was usually a cover story that they had come up with an accident a tragedy that they had been soldiers fallen in battle whatever fit with there cover story. While he waited he stalked the floor of his office and when the knock came on his door Phil cursed in his head it was to soon he wasn't ready. He sighed and moved over to answer the door "Steve come in, please sit down." Phil grabbed a folder from his desk and took the seat next to Steve.

"Agent Colson what seems to be the problem?" Steve asked Phil was acting weird he took a personal call then left during a team lunch now he had taken a seat beside him and not behind his desk, something was very wrong and it was making him edgy.

Phil sighed and handed Steve a file he had wrestled with the decision to give Steve the file on Peggy but felt he needed to and this would be the best way. " You speak about your old team often or you used to at first, when Loki stabbed me I wanted to be able to help you settle in and I thought that knowing what had happened with your original team might help. As you can see I managed to find everyone but one member and I am sorry about your losses. Ms. Carter is the only one that I was not able to find even with shield considerable resources until a few weeks ago. She changed her name with the help of someone high up in some government I am so sorry Steve she passed away a few days ago the phone call I received was from a family member who was told of you. His name is Harridan and he would like for you to be at the funeral he has offered you a place to stay and shield will vet him and fly you out there no cost to you the funeral is in a weeks time and I hate to push this but I need your decision soon to arrange everything but you have two days to sleep on it and decide what you want to do. The young man would like to meet you and hear about Peggy from you he hasn't really heard stories about her if there is any thing I can do let me know I and the team will do all we can for you just let us know. I have put in some time for you to shield its typical for a loss of this magnitude even if you don't go to the funeral."

Steve sat looking lost staring blankly at the file folder in front of him "there all gone, they, I thought that maybe but I didn't, it didn't click in my mind it didn't seem like, this just makes it so real." Steve struggled to make a full sentence out of his disjointed thoughts and his grief. He stood abruptly "I have to go I need to think." Phil had half risen from his chair by the time Steve hit the door, he followed him as he just about ran through the living room. Phil noticed the quick scramble to look busy and the pity that most couldn't hide as they looked at Steve.

Phil sighed as he lost Steve "Stark in my office now." he growled how many times had he told Stark not to spy on his office. Now the entire team knew and it was completely Starks fault that man had no idea of boundaries. Phil fumed the entire way back to his office never doubting that Stark would follow him.

Clint looked over at Tony who had frozen at the tone in Phil's voice no matter how anger or frustrated with him Phil had never used that tone of voice aimed at any of them. "You better follow him I don't think I have seen him this aggravated in a while." Tony jumped up and headed to the office at a near run his self preservation kicking in and telling him that leaving Phil waiting would be a bad idea. Clint watched him go and as soon as he was out of site he dived for the remote that would give them a view of Tony getting chewed out unfortunately he over shot the grab and ended up going off the couch he reached out to catch himself and ended up pulling down Bruce as well. They landed on the floor banging elbows on the coffee table as they went down Bruce twisted so he landed on the floor with Clint on top of him "so" Clint drawled "come here often"

"I should have let you hit the floor but I don't think you can function with much more head trauma" Bruce muttered.

Clint pouted "that's mean don't be mean"

"Will both of you shut up I'm missing the best parts of the show" Natasha hissed

"Close the door and sit down Stark"

"Look I didn't think it was going to be this"

"Don't start I have told you not to spy multiple times and that dose not change the fact that you can not take simple orders so here is what is going to happen. I will be borrowing your jet for Steve to use and so you can not interrupt his grieving your tech is the top of the line and the fastest jets around. You will not bug or irritate him and you will not pick fights in short if you have nothing nice to say do not say any thing at all. Am I understood Stark?"

"Well I just want"

"It is a yes or no question do you understand?"

"Yes"

"Good now you may leave"

"I don't think I have ever seen Colson quite that mad well except when that idiot rookie agent almost got us killed" Natasha murmured. Tony stormed past them heading down to his lab muttering about following orders and jerk agents that thought they could tell him what to do in his own home.

Steve hadn't come out of his room for two days food was dropped off and the trays where left out the food never touched that night he came out long enough to let Phil know he was going to the funeral. He even asked Tony about where he could get a suit for the funeral he said it would be taken care of Steve nodded and left the room.

A week after his self imposed isolation Steve left his room with his bags packed and got on Tony's personal jet and set out for London. Tony and Phil had taken care of everything for him while he mourned what he lost. Phil had pulled some strings and managed to get Steve his dress uniform. He dressed nice and prepared to meet the son of the only women he had ever loved.