schmidt splits

Time After Time: I’ll Be Seeing You

Summary: If it were up to Dean, he’d never travel through time again. But no matter how many times he bitched about it, his ass always ended up in the past. Chasing after the Greek god of time, Chronos, Dean gets zapped back to 1943, where he shot a Nazi, and met the legendary Steve Rogers and James ‘Bucky’ Barnes.
Characters in this chapter: Dean Winchester, Steve Rogers, Peggy Carter, Howard Stark, Red Skull
Characters mentioned: Sam Winchester
Word count: 1,430
Warnings: Canon violence, language, angst, major canon divergence [it’s an AU / crossover folks]
Author’s note: Inspired by this GIFset. Thank you @captain-rogers-beard and @climbthatmooselikeatree for listening to me babble on end about this. Your patience and help means so much more than you can imagine.

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We lost him today, Sam. I thought maybe, just maybe Bucky wouldn’t fall if I were there. And Steve… he reminds me of dad after mom died. I don’t blame him. Not one bit. But I know how this ends for Steve, for Peggy… I don’t know if I have it in me to just stand back and watch it happen. He’s a fictional character to you, but he’s become my best friend, my family. Changing something as massive as this… fuck.

“I’m goin’ after Schmidt. I’m not gonna stop till all of Hydra is dead or captured,” Steve vows darkly, the drink shaking in his hand.

“You sure as hell won’t be alone,” Dean promises.

It’s immediate; making battle plans to take down Red Skull at his headquarters.

Dean is pacing around the room. “Johann Schmidt belongs in a bug house. He thinks he’s a god, and he’s willing to blow up half the world to prove it, starting with the USA.”

“Schmidt’s working with powers beyond our capabilities,” Howard sighs unhappily. “He gets across the Atlantic, he will wipe out the entire eastern seaboard in an hour.”

Steve doesn’t like what he is hearing. “ How much time we got?”

“According to my new best friend, under twenty four hours,” Dean answers.

Peggy comes across the room and stands next to the table. “Where is he now?”

Pointing to a map, Dean answers. “Hydra’s last base is here, in the Alps. Five hundred feet below the surface.”

“So, what are we supposed to do?” Howard scoffs. “It’s not like we can just knock on the front door.”

“Why not?” Steve retorts, eyebrow arched, tone playful, yet serious. “That’s exactly what we’re going to do.”

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