Disclaimer - I do not own Captain America, it belongs to MARVEL and/or Disney, this was written purely for entertainment purposes. Also, this has been posted by me on two other sites incase you think I'm copying, I'm not.
"Grace?" Steve's voice rang out from the door; Grace looked up from her bandaged foot and towards the Captain.
"Hey Steve" she gave him a small smile, yesterday was rough. A lot of kicking went on and she injured her left foot whilst kicking a robot. It killed like a bitch, but she'd experienced worse. Its been two years since she became the partner of Steve Rogers, Grace Foster wasn't a fan girl, but the was honoured to be working next to Captain America.
"Grace I'm so sorry this is all my fault-"
"Steve," Grace stopped him mid-sentence "Its not your fault, its my job to go on missions with you and I should have realized that it was a robot." She crosses her arms, Steve knew Grace was correct, but he was the one who started to fight and he knew Grace wasn't armed. "Drop the argument Steve, you know I'll win anyway" she rolled her eyes and he sat at the end of the hospital bed, looking at her bandaged foot.
"How you feeling?"
"Quite good, SHIELD painkillers are quite effective. A bit tired, but I get two weeks off work" Grace smiled and raised her fist at the sound of two weeks vacation. Steve chuckled; it was no secret that Grace started working at SHIELD when she was sixteen due to the death of her mother and disappearance of her father. Grace's older sister, Jane, had gone to live with Erik Selvig, her godfather. Whilst Grace witnessed the death of her mother and Jane was working in New Mexico, SHIELD kept Grace under there watch to make sure she didn't do something dangerous. Grace had been here for six years, an official agent for four of those six years, but not one vacation.
"You know where my apartment is, right?"
"Right next to mine?" Steve answered, Grace face palmed, Steve kept forgetting she moved apartments.
"No, that blonde nurse lives there now. Never mind, I'll get Natasha to give me a ride"
"Tasha is on a mission in Bangkok" Steve said, not realizing there was a woman in the doorway. Grace smiled and tucked her hair behind her ear. Steve had seen a picture of Jane Foster before, Thor showed it to him before he went back to Asgard. Grace looked a lot like Jane, but you could easily tell them apart by the fact that Grace's hair was a different colour to Jane's.
"Tasha is right here" Natasha Romanov spoke up from behind Steve, who jumped in surprise. Grace laughed softly as he jumped; Natasha took her seat in the chair next to Grace's bed.
"How's your foot?"
"Good, SHIELD painkillers have my recommendation for sure" Grace gave Natasha a smile
"Can I have a lift to my place?" Grace asked, knowing that Natasha knew her address
"Of course kiddo" Natasha pushed her hair over her shoulder. Natasha's hair was blonde and shoulder blade length, it was weird for Steve to see Natasha with a hair colour other than ginger/red. Grace was used to seeing Natasha with different hair colours, she'd seen raven haired Natasha, blonde haired Natasha, brown haired Natasha and red haired Natasha, she must admit that she preferred Natasha as a brunette, but red hair was just as nice.
"Thanks, Stevie over there still thought I lived next to him" she smiled and Steve blushed, Natasha laughed and stood "Let's go kiddo, tight scheduled" Natasha helped Grace onto her crutches.
That night, Grace texted her address to Steve.