Slowly, Steve moved closer, reaching out to gently take her hand in his. For the longest time, it felt like an eternity as he just stared at her. She was just as beautiful as he remembered her. The picture in his watch, the memory of her that he couldn't forget. It was as if time stood still for him. Lifting her hand to his lips, he brushed them over her knuckles, kissing them while still keeping eye contact with her.

"It's long. And... And complicated. Howard... He died. And Tony didn't know what to do. I was still in the ice at that point. Not knowing where I was, he didn't want to wake you. He wanted to keep you safe." As he spoke, he thought it over. He didn't really hate Tony. He never could. Still, she should have been woken up sooner. "When they found me, Tony didn't know what to do. And then... Then things happened."

He sighed, gazing down at their hands intertwined. "I was trying to adjust to this new era. Tony... He was trying to look for the right time, I know he was. He's a good man, he just doesn't always think right. SHIELD was compromised, Peggy, by Hydra. Bucky... He's still alive. There... There's so much I need to tell you."

Stepping forward, Steve let go of her hand and wrapped his arms around her for a hug. "I'll always want that dance," he murmured, clinging to her.