So I know when I saw the movie I automatically paired Black Widow and Captain America together because Captain America is (in my opinion) the best looking Avenger and the Black Widow is a badass and she's really pretty so I paired them together in my mind and this is what I ended up coming up with. So let me know what you think.


After Loki when Captain America drove off into the sunset somehow he'd ended up going back to the Brooklyn. He visited Bucky's grave then S.H.I.E.L.D. set him up with an apartment on the upper east side of Manhattan equipped with cable and internet so he could catch up on his history, and his own personal gym so he didn't have to leave his own home. Mostly because they thought he might get lost in the big city and he'd done his best to avoid going outside. Everything was just so different. He'd been learning little by little about the past from history channel documentaries. Agent Hill even came over a few weeks before to check on him and she explained to him how to work his new DVR so he could record the important ones that were on so he could watch them later.

But since then he'd been alone in his apartment and no matter how much information he learned about the past, he still couldn't push out the thoughts of his past. Bucky, Peggy, and the rest of his friends who were all passed away. Of fighting in the war, and trying to pick up girls in Brooklyn who never looked twice at him because of his size. He missed them all so much sometimes he could hardly breath his chest was so tight. And no matter how hard he worked out, it didn't make him forget. It just made him feel a tiny, thousandth of a percent better than he had before.

"Is there a reason you're training so hard Captain?" Steve glanced over his shoulder and saw Natasha Romanov leaning against the doorframe with her arms crossed over her chest. He waited for her to walk into the room farther but when she didn't he glanced back at the punching bag, which was slowly leaking sand onto the floor. After more than 70 years he still had no idea how to act around women, let alone women as beautiful as Miss. Romanov. He'd barely gotten the hang of being around Peggy before she was gone.

"I'm just trying to clear my head." he said after a minute and Natasha kept her eyes locked on him.

"Something bothering you?" she asked, her eyes traveling over to three of the ruined punching bags on the floor a little more than ten feet away from him. Sand was still sinking out of one he'd just replaced. Steve shifted on his feet as he watched her thoughtfully. He could tell her everything, all about what happened in the past, Red Skull, Peggy… It would be nice to have someone to talk to. But he knew it couldn't be her. He'd heard about her, mostly from Stark who hacked S.H.I.E.L.D.'s background files on everyone. Steve knew she couldn't be trusted. He knew he couldn't tell her anything without having to fear that some day she might try and hold it over his head to get whatever she wanted out of him. He thought about turning back to the punching bag, waiting for her to leave, but he didn't want to disrespect her. Before his mother had passed she'd made sure to teach him how to treat women.

"Nothing you can help me with." he said after a moment.

"Come on Cap. I'm sure I can help you with whatever your problem is." Natasha said finally stepping further into the room. Her eyes didn't travel around curiously, like he would've expected. She just walked into the room like it was a place she had been many times and felt completely at home in, as she smiled. The way the corner of her mouth curved up made Steve's stomach churn, uneasily. "I'm actually quote useful."

"Why are you doing this?" he asked and one of her eyebrows rose up in confusion.

"I'm trying to be helpful." Natasha answered shrugging slightly.

"I've heard about you. About how you manipulate people to get what you want, use them shamelessly. I know about 'the red on your ledger,' Miss. Romanov, and I know you're trying to redeem yourself. So what exactly do you want from me?" the smile disappeared from her face almost as fast as it had come and a steely look came into her eyes.

"Fury wants to speak with you."

…...

"Synthia Schmidt, also known as Sin, has been causing riots all through out the Los Angeles area." Fury said and Steve's eyes moved towards the screen in front of him. There was a picture of a women, probably around the same age as him. She had long red hair and bright red lipstick, with a black and red skin tight jumpsuit. Her skin was a few shades darker than his and she had intense eyes, that were almost so dark brown they were black. Sin was smirking at the camera smugly even though behind her there was a complete massacre. There was a man lying on the ground in a pool of blood, and two cars were smashed together, smoke rising from the hood of one. A building close to her reflected the fire light another building had probably set off.

"She and her partners, who call themselves Sisters of Sin, are promoting violence all through out the city, swaying some of the most influential people to commit rash actions in the heat of the moment. And when everything calms down, or civilians are scared she swoops in along with the others and seems to take away all the suffering by stopping the violence around them by taking out whoever the 'troublemaker' is. Slowly she's taking control of the city and we need you to stop her before things get even more out of control than they already are."

"She looks familiar." the Captain added after his eyes traveled over her face again.

"That's because she's Red Skull's daughter." Fury said and Steve felt himself freeze up. Red Skull was the reason he missed out on his entire life, and even though Steve had taken him down, he couldn't deny the pull in his stomach just at the thought of taking down his arch enemies daughter. "You and Miss. Romanov will work together to take her down." Fury added and Steve's eyes instantly traveled over to where Natasha was standing by the door beside Agent Hill, and Hawkeye. Their eyes locked for a minute and a million thoughts raced through his head. First that she didn't look as surprised as he felt, which meant she knew before they'd even arrived at the headquarters, second that she looked beautiful, and third that there was no way she could go on the mission with him.

He knew she could handle herself if it came down to fighting, but if she was there he didn't know if he'd be able to keep his focus on Sin and off her. Because honestly if he admitted it to himself, just her standing in the room more than 20 feet away from him, in her jumpsuit was distracting him slightly. So having her around when he was having a fully blown battle would be doing more harm than good.

"I think I'd rather work alone, if that's not a problem Sir." he said glancing back over at Colonel Fury, ignoring the slight look of shock that crossed the Black Widow's face. If he had to guess he would probably say it was because she hadn't been turned down very often. Fury's eyebrows were even raised in shock.

"Of course not Mr. Roger's. But be aware that Sin is telekinetic and telepathic, so taking her on on your own will be very difficult." he said and Steve nodded looking up at the image of Sin.

"I'll do my best Sir."

"Alright, you'll be on the next flight to Los Angeles."