Author's Note:

Short first chapter to set the story :) Hope you like it.

Beta: ThisVioletOfMine

Steve was sitting opposite Bucky, and Scott (aka Ant Man) and Sam Wilson (aka Falcon) were standing to one side, talking about their own matters. Bucky had successfully been able to retain memories over the last two weeks since they had found him with his arm trapped. Steve had been answering his constant questions more than anyone else, considering he knew Bucky the best. However, this next question threw him; he hadn't been expecting it.

"Are you happy?" Bucky asked him, looking him straight in the eye.

Steve hesitated before answering, "Yes."

"You don't seem sure," Bucky said. He had always been able to see through Steve's lies, and now wasn't any different.

"That's probably because he's missing his girlfriend," Sam interjected. Steve wasn't sure if he was trying to help or just wanted to make a joke, but by the pleased and hopeful look on Bucky's face, he had bought it.

Steve didn't want to upset Bucky and it looked like having a girlfriend would prove he was happy. "Yeah, haven't seen her in awhile."

"And you're stuck here with me? I don't want to interrupt your life, Steve!" Bucky told him.

"You're not interrupting my life! You're my best friend." Steve responded instantly, ignoring Sam as he cleared his throat. "She understands."

"Still, I don't mind if you want to go and visit her for a bit..." Bucky replied, a soft smile on his face.

Steve shook his head. "I'm not going to leave you, Buck."

"Yeah! She can just come here!" Sam offered with a helpful smile.

It wasn't helpful at all; firstly, he didn't have a girlfriend. Secondly, what did Sam expect him to do? Hire an actress? He looked at his friend in utter shock. "What?" Sam asked innocently before continuing, "Is Natasha busy?"

"Natasha? Nice name," Bucky commented.

Realisation hit Steve. Sam wasn't making things up- he actually thought that he and Natasha were dating. He stood up, hoping he didn't look awkward.

"I'll call her... see what she's doing." With that he walked out of the room and slipped out the window- he didn't want anybody overhearing exactly what he was about to say. With a deep breath, he dialled her number and waited for her to answer.

"Romanoff," She greeted, her tone of voice professional and closed off.

"Natasha, it's Steve." He replied, feeling like an idiot.

"What can I do for you?" Natasha asked simply.

Steve took a breath; how did you ask somebody to pretend to be your girlfriend without sounding like a desperate little boy and getting laughed at by her? "Bucky asked if I was dating anybody, and Sam told him I was dating you. I didn't deny it and they kinda suggested that you could come…" He trailed off, not even finishing his sentence. He was just about to laugh it off, turn it into a joke, when she spoke.

"Sure, where are you?" She inquired.

Steve looked around; he wasn't sure if her coming was really a good idea. Did he actually need to ask her to pretend, or was she going to clear things up? Either way, he knew it was going to end badly. "It's probably easier if I just send you the coordinates." He said after a few seconds of silence.

"Okay, see you soon," Natasha said before ending the call.

Steve stared out into space for a few minutes before he made his way back into the isolated building- he was already dreading what was going to happen. Would it be too late to call her back?