Natasha had loved the Hulk. Rather, the man behind him, Bruce Banner. But it wasn't meant to be. With him launching himself into space to asphyxiate after Ultron, because he hated himself THAT much, Natasha didn't understand. And now he wasn't around to explain himself. Which left Natasha another blank space in her life. And right now she needed to talk to someone. Badly.

She must be getting soft, she thought. As if she had anyone to talk to about that stuff. A normal counselor would probably puke after the first five minutes of listening to her murderous problems. Better to just smother it with chocolate ice cream. Milk, corn syrup, and chocolate never let her down.

As Natasha padded softly to the dim light of the kitchen of the Avengers tower, she heard someone eating quietly, with what sounded like a spoon but no liquid.

And of course, there was Steve. He was listening to some music. A little of it could be heard trough his headphones. It ad a lot of saxophone, she could tell that. but se didn't recognize it.

He looked up from his dry cheerios, and said "I don't like them when they get soggy" he said as an explanation. And I'm stress eating, his spill words said.

"I need a distraction," she thought to herself. After all, he was her friend. Friends were good distractions. They had really helped when Alexei died. And now Steve will help with Bruce by distracting her. Yes. that'll work. Then she'll be back to being herself. "Why are you stress eating?"

He looked down guiltily. " I, uh, dreamed that I had lost my shield."

"Uh huh. I really believe that."

"Okay, Okay" As always, he had the grace to guilty "I dreamed that I was stuck in the ice, and that Bucky, was beside me. But he was drowning. He was under the ice, and so was the rest of the Commandos. And Thor, and Bruce, and the Maximoffs, and Tony, and Sam, and Peggy, and..." After trailing off he looked at her with his (She always thought his shade of eye color was 'Moon River') eyes.

"Me"

His silence confirmed her suspicion.

"And the worst part was that you couldn't do anything" she said, not sure if she meant it as a question or a statement. He nodded anyway "Well, I'm here, so you know that is not true." She said, trying to cheer him up. Usually that sort of statement helped when one of her assignments had a bad dream and she had to play the supportive girlfriend role.

Sorrowfully, slowly, regretfully, Steve said "I wish it was that simple."

Sometimes Natasha forgot that under Steve's boy-scoutedness, there was a lot of NOT simple things. Steve was not your average guy. Which meant he was an even better distraction. Natasha smiled inwardly. This was going to be a challenge.

Author's Note: Hi, so this my first story! I'm thinking this will be like a action/fluff one. I'm also hoping to get in some comedy. It will curse, but won't do it super-regularly. I'm also unable to definitely update more than every two weeks, but I will try to make it a routine. All constructive criticism is welcome, and thanks for reading my story! Oh, and also, I can't do continuous stories yet, so I will have to post each chapter as a separate story.

P.S. This is a story set in a world that is mostly canon with the movies, except that Natasha has been taking the infinity Serum and that she used to have a husband named Alexei. Also, in case I did not make it clear, Hulk committed suicide by using his super strong legs to jump into space and asphyxiate, something that the Hulk could not survive.