[ WP ] After years of battles hard fought , at the close of a Civil War , Steve Rogers retires from the Avengers . Hanging up his shield and uniform , he settles down in a quiet little neighborhood , where he is known as simply as Mr. Rogers .

`` Here you go, kiddo.'' 
 
 The ball had gone into the neighbors yard again, he sighed heavily, he was n't as young as he used to be, gray hairs peppered his hair. But if the neighborhood kids wanted to play ball he was always willing to pitch until he arm got sore. It never used to, he thought as Mr. Gorzonski tossed him back the ball. It landed short but Steve smiled. He was older than him by years, decades really but he always looked young thanks to that experiment when he was young. 
 
 It had been a long time since Steve quit the Avengers. With the super soldier serum he had lived past the normal life span of all his friends. Some were tougher than others. Tony went out with a bang, the flags across the country were lowered for weeks. Bruce, he saved the world with his death, nobody knew about it thanks to SHIELD. That bothered him every time he thought about it. Thor had n't been around since Jane passed, the last time Steve saw him it was when Steve decided that it was his job to tell him she was gone. It was his fault after all, that he did n't want to talk about, the bullet was meant for him. Natasha made it the longest. 
 
 When the hospital called they told him she would n't make it through the night. He was who she listed as next of kin, he had to catch the next flight in the morning but she held on for another day after he got there, she was always the fighter. She beat cancer once, the second time it was in her spinal cord. She died holding his hand a smile on her face. Her beautiful red hair was long gone, it was white really but the kemo killed it all anyways. 
 
 He tried to join up again after that, wanting to make a difference again but everyone that knew that it was really him was long gone already. `` Captain America died years ago kid.'' He could have passed for a 20 year old, the aged security guard at the desk was n't even born when Steve first went to war. It was his darkest year after that, a bottle a day would've been a light day. 
 
 Steve smiled and said thanks to Mr. Gorzonski, nobody in the neighborhood really knew him. If someone needed an extra hand moving Steve was there. The time Suzy broke her leg in the snowstorm and the plow had n't touched their street with two feet of snow, Steve. When Baker Street blood drive was down a pint to Morris Ave, the time the water main blew and threatened to flood the Gorzonski's basement Steve was the first one they called. When recently divorced Ms. Smith needed her washing machine moved, for the fourth time, he was there. 
 
 The light was now too low to play anymore the kids said their thanks and disappeared to wherever they came from. He rubbed his shoulder and shook his head, old age was catching up. 
 
 The ice pack on his shoulder was a relief, if only Tony saw him now. The mail was piled up over the last week, a good of time as any to go through it as the burgers gently sizzled on the grill. The letter he was expecting was there. He set it aside for after dinner and the game. 
 
 Finally opening it; 
 
 Dear Mr. Rodgers, 
 
 In regards to your recent inquiry into our network, we are pleased to inform you that we are prepared to offer you a full season up to 15 episodes... 
 
 He dropped the letter and buried his face in his hands, tears of joy streaming down his face, he was going to make a difference again.
