When Steve came to, he found himself in the hospital. All he remembered was saying a single phrase: I'm sorry.

He knew that there was no going back from whatever this had been. He knew that this was the end of the line, and yet, she had been there. She had spared his life. And for that reason alone, he knew that there was hope.

Hope was alive in the mind of Steve Rogers because he knew that he would never give up on his girl. He would never give up fighting for her, or whatever was left of Peggy Carter. Because if he did, then hope was lost. Hope could never be lost as long as he was still alive.

He didn't let the doctors fuss over him for long. With his enhanced healing due to the serum, he was able to fix whatever broken bones and bruises he had been given easily. It was all internal, and he knew that he had to keep moving. Because he wasn't going to find Peggy by standing still.

He would never give up on her, and he would find her.

Because as long as she saved him, as long as he loved her, there would always be hope for the future.

And there was.

A/N: And here we are, we have reached the end of the story! It only took like ten years, it's fine. Thank you thank you thank you to each and every person who read, reviewed, favorited, followed... The list goes on and on. I love you all my pretties so much, and I can't wait until the next chapter of our lives together! Keep following for more great stories! Love you all to death!