Days and nights had been spent wandering the sleepless city of New York. The captain took  every chance given to explore all that that was the 21st Century. Everything from the variety of food to even technology—which perhaps was not the man’s strong suit. Though he had become a fan of pretzel stands as well as the growing number of coffee houses located on each corner. 

In fact Steve had just exited a coffee shop. Ordering his usual double shot large vanilla latte. Of course he had always brewed his own upon rising in the morning, but there was something about flavor that he had yet to perfect. The super soldier strolled the bustling sidewalks, weaving his way in and out of the crowd. He came to stop at a corner street, pressing the pedestrian walk button—patiently waiting for the light to turn in his favor.

The blond sipped his hot beverage happily when he happened to glance up from the cup. There came an inaudible gasp that escaped from his throat. Rogers blinked a few times, unsure if his eyes were deceiving him. As if having witnessed a ghost from his past. No…it can’t be…