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I'm proud of all of them.

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Nothin' quite like lookin' in a history book to see what most of your friends got up to without you, huh?

[Steve nods seriously.]

Yeah....it's amazing what the SSR turned into without me. And then I had to rip it all down.

My old squadron just turned into a mid-size corporation with the occasional government contract. Which was weird enough, not like we had any plans for future profits in mind at the time.

I mean, fighter pilots-slash-"freedom fighters". In planes falling the hell apart half the time, outnumbered five to one on a good day. Not technically part of any one military, since only two of us were from countries the Axis wasn't occupying.

[and now she's giggling, because sometimes you just realize how utterly ballsy stupid some ideas were looking back on them]

I'm pretty sure we only survived because some higher power found us entertainin' or somethin'. [Frown... pause...] I'm... tryin' not to hard to think about that statement and how it might connect to my little time travel thing.

[Steve laughs and shakes his head. His story is very much the same, sick, skinny kid who wouldn't give up and now look at him. Pariah and hero all in one shot.]

It's amazing how the little choices we make blow up into something huge we never planned on.

Yeah, though I ain't sure how little I'd call the choice I made joinin' up with those fellas.

Took me two or three times savin' their stubborn asses to talk 'em in to lettin' me finally join up with 'em. They were darn good men, bless 'em, but they were still men of our time. Lettin' a gal fly an' fight with 'em took some convincin'.

[Sigh] I really miss those bastards some days.

I know what you mean. I miss the Commandos every day. Nothing like having people you really trust at your back.

Yeah. Luckily I got that again, really lucked out there. Best group of gals you could ever ask for.

Sometimes it's just hard not to look back, I guess.

I'm glad for you...I wish I was that lucky all I seem to be running into are mistakes and death when it comes to old friends.

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