Disclaimer: I own nothing except for the character of Rachel.

Rachel finished typing the coordinates into the control center before she leaned back in the seat. She wasn't sure if she was making the right decision, but she knew she was making the decision that she needed to. She got up from the seat and headed to the back of the plane letting the autopilot take over for a while.

"Let me see that," Steve said gesturing to her arm from his seat.

Rachel glanced at him before she moved and sat on the bench seat beside him.

"I don't know what you were thinking not using your suit. You're human, Rachel."

"I know," she said as she held out her bruised arm for Steve to examine. "But this stupid thing was malfunctioning and I needed to help."

Steve looked up at her before he removed the bracelet that housed the nanoparts that made up her suit. He ran his hand over her arm, frowning at her pained groan. "It's probably a fracture."

"Wrap it up it'll heal."

"You need to see an actual doctor."

Rachel shook her head. "No, it'll be fine."

Steve watched her for a moment before he grabbed a bandage from the first aid kit and wrapped her arm securely.

"So where are you taking us?" Nat asked from across the plane.

Rachel looked at her as she stood up and began to pace. "A safe place."

"Safe place that your dad knows about?"

"No, Tony wouldn't know about this place because he wasn't involved in my life when I lived there." She ran a hand through her hair. She knew she was doing what she needed to do as a fellow avenger, but at the same time she wasn't doing what she needed to as a daughter. "You'll be safe until we can figure something out."

"Won't Tony wonder where you are?"

"I'm 26 I can go off on my own, but no he won't. I told him I would be gone a few days, that should give me time."

Nat and Steve exchanged looks before Steve spoke next. "You don't have to do this for us, Rachel. We'll be fine on our own."

Rachel stopped pacing and looked at him. "Tony did what he thought was best and by signing the accord, I did the same. At the same time I didn't want to sign it, I did so in order to keep Tony happy. I did what he wanted me to do. On the other hand, I understand why you guys wouldn't." Rachel sat down and closed her eyes. "He's a good man, just misguided."

"No one is doubting Tony's character," Steve told her.

"We've got about three hours," Rachel said as she put her feet up on the bench and leaned her head against the wall. "Wake me at thirty minutes out."

"Where are we," Sam asked as they stepped off of the plane into a field.

"This is, or was, my home," Rachel said as she led them across the field and to a farmhouse a while down. "I grew up here." She fished keys out of her pocket and unlocked the door. "There are two bedrooms upstairs and one downstairs, I'll take the couch since I'll be leaving in a few days."

"I'll take the couch," Steve interjected. "I won't be sleeping much anyways."

Rachel just nodded. "I had groceries delivered so you should be able to find something to eat, some clothes as well. I'm going to go for a run."

Steve watched as she headed upstairs before he turned to face Nat and Sam. "You're both being pretty quiet."

"We're just not sure if this is the right place to be right now."

Steve shook his head. "She won't tell Tony."

"We hope you're right or else we're all going to end up in a cell."

"No cells, I promise," Rachel said as she stopped on the bottom stair.

Steve turned to look at her. She had changed into a pair of running shorts with an exercise bra. She pushed past them to sit on the couch and put her shoes on, barely using her hurt arm.

"I know you guys have trust issues but this is one instance when you can back off and let someone else take the reigns. I haven't spoken to Tony. Tony doesn't know about this house and as of right now he has no reason to try and check up on me." She stood and pulled her long brown hair into a ponytail. "I'll be back in a while."

"It okay if I go with you?"

Rachel frowned at Steve before she nodded. "Sure as long as you don't try and use that super speed on me."

"Never," Steve turned to Sam and Nat. "Why don't you guys try and scrounge up some dinner."

Nat gave him a pointed look before they headed into the kitchen.

"Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop," Rachel said as she bent over trying to get air into her lungs. "I can't run anymore."

"We've barely gone two miles."

"Two miles at a straight run is hard on a normal person," Rachel said as she dropped into the grass.

"Why do you refer to yourself as normal?"

"Well, every time I'm around you, you seem to find a way to remind me that I'm human with no super anything, so I thought I'd beat you this time."

Steve frowned as he leaned against a tree. "I'm sorry. I just seem to always be reminded of your mortality."

"My suit protects me. What I do is no different than what Tony does."

"I don't worry about Tony like I do you."

"Why is it different?" Rachel asked as she got up and walked over to him. "Why am I different?"

Steve pursed his lips before he cursed under his breath. "You know why."

Rachel barely had time to react as his lips were on hers. Rachel moaned and wrapped a hand around his neck as his lips moved over hers. Steve grabbed her thighs and hoisted her up against the tree, deepening the kiss.

"Shit," Rachel muttered against his lips as her phone started beeping.

"Who is it?" Steve asked as he put her back on the ground.

"Hello, Tony," Rachel said as she put the phone to her ear. "Yeah, no, I'm here. Of course I'm out of breath you caught me in the middle of a run." She looked at Steve. "I haven't heard from them. Well, you kind of messed things up, don't you think? Yes, I'm mad, Tony, they were our friends and you tried to control them. You try to control everyone. We'll talk when I come back." She hung up the phone and slipped it back into her pocket. "Let's go back to the house."

"Ray."

"I'm fine," she said as she pursed her lips. "We can't do this, Cap. Maybe if things weren't as complicated as they are right now, then things would be different."

"Is this because of Tony?"

"It took me 18 years to find my dad, Steve, I can't ruin that regardless of my feelings towards you."

"Let's talk about this," Steve said as he reached out and traced her cheek.

"It's just not the time."

Steve watched her start to walk away before he scoffed and caught up with her.

Brandon pushed away from his desk and knocked on the door behind him. "Hey boss, you're going to want to see this."

Roman came out of the office giving the man and unimpressed look. "What?"

"The Hoffman girl is back."

Roman waved Brandon out of his chair before he took the seat and looked at the computer monitor. That was definitely Rachel Hoffman. He examined the footage of the other three people with her, they were the Avengers war criminals.

"They won't be an issue," Roman told Brandon answering the man's unanswered question. "Now that the Avengers are over, there's only daddy standing in the way." The sheriff of the little town hit the screen before he turned away from it. "Start the protocol."

Rachel ran a hand over her face as she examined the bracelet sitting on the table in front of her. She grabs a screwdriver and opens the compartment before sighing loudly.

"Don't tell me you're going to let a little bracelet stress you out."

Rachel didn't even look at Steve as she heard him speak. "Unfortunately I'm not as good as Tony." She messed with it a little. "I can fix it, but it'll take me longer."

"I don't believe you're not as good as him. You just didn't have the same advantages."

Rachel raised her eyebrows as a projection of the inside of the bracelet appeared. She messed with a few things before she sighed again.

"What?" Steve asked as he sat on the couch beside her.

"I need Tony's computer. I can only do so much without it."

"What can't you do?"

Rachel let out a breath as she messed with the diagram some more before she leaned back on the couch. "I can get it back to working mode, but I'm not sure if I can get Friday or com in the suit until I have those computers."

"Don't you have something here? You came up with the original plan for Iron Blade."

"Iron Blade is my design, but she was perfected by Tony, using his system, his passwords. I can't get into the system, Friday would fry my equipment before I even got near what I need."

"Call Tony and ask for the codes."

"Big negative there, Cap. Tony would ask why and I would have to tell him that Iron Blade is malfunctioning and he would demand I go back to headquarters and get it fixed. I'm not ready to go back."

Steve narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at the diagram that Rachel was working with. "So what are you doing?"

"Reconnecting fried wires right now."

"So, if this is where you grew up then where is your mom?"

Rachel paused her hands as she turned to look at Cap. "She's dead." She started to work again glancing up at the clock on the wall. "You should get some sleep, Cap, it's late."

"It's not like I have a busy schedule tomorrow. Besides I don't like having a bed when you're stuck on the couch, it's not right."

"I'll be up all night working on Iron Blade." Rachel reconnected some more wires before she turned to Steve. "Why did you kiss me earlier?"

Steve shifted uncomfortably. "You're attractive, Ray. It's the first thing people notice about you. The long lost beautiful daughter of Tony Stark. Stark's Prodigy. It was never what I noticed about you."

"And what did you notice?"

"Your eyes. You're someone who has seen a lot, seen a lot of violence and anger, but you don't let it affect you. You still care and love. You forgave the man who paid off your mother so that Stark would never know about you, but you didn't forgive him for almost killing your dad."

"Obadiah tried to kill a lot of people, that's different then forgiving him when no one really got hurt."

"You did," Steve said as he reached a hand out and traced her cheek. "That's why you worked so hard to get Tony to notice you."

Rachel reached over and closed the circuit board for Iron Blade. "I don't want to talk about Tony, Steve."

"Me either." Steve reached over and grabbed Rachel's arms, pulling her over to straddle his lap as his lips covered hers in an intense kiss.

Rachel moaned as she ran her fingers through his hair, rocking her hips against his as he deepened the kiss, his hands gripping her hips. She moved her hand down, pulling his shirt up so that she could feel his chest under it.

Steve shook his head as he held a hand under her ass and effortlessly stood up with her. "We need to take this to the bedroom."

Rachel claimed his lips again as he walked them towards the downstairs bedroom, setting her gently on the bed. Steve allowed her to remove his shirt, smiling slightly as her lips made contact with his belly, his dick jerking in his sweats. He growled softly as he pushed her back on the bed and kissed her, his body shielding her smaller one.

"What are you planning on doing to me, Cap?"

"Just wait and find out," Steve said as he nipped at her lips, his hands moving down to grab the bottom of her tank and yank it over her head.

Rachel gasped as his mouth found her neck and his large hands covered her breasts. "Steve, wait."

Steve stopped immediately and looked up at her. "What's wrong, Ray? Do you want me to stop?"

Rachel moistened her lips, trying not to let unshed tears fall. She had wanted him for so long, but had refused to make a move due to her own inexperience and her worry that she would never be good enough. The same worry that she had always grown up with.

"I don't want you to stop," Rachel said softly. "But I thought you should know that I've…I've never done this before, Cap."

Steve watched her for a moment before he smiled softly and kissed her again. "It's okay, Rachel, I'll be gentle."

"Is that word even in your vocabulary?"

"With you it is."

Rachel pulled his head back to her own as she kissed him, her legs wrapping around his waist grinding against his hard cock. Steve cursed under his breath as he moved some of her hair out of her face.

"You're going to be the death of me."

"You won't be the only one finding their demise."

Steve managed a half smirk as his lips moved down her body, lips finding one of her nipples, his teeth gently teasing the nub.

"Oh God, Steve," Rachel moaned her hands tangling in his hair.

He looked up at her and her look of pure lust sent a tremor down his spine before he moved to her other breast, lathering it with the same affection that he gave the first one. His hand trailed down her body, past her bellybutton and under the running shorts that she was wearing. Rachel dug her fingers into his shoulder as she felt his fingers at her slit.

"Steve."

"Just breathe, baby," Steve told her softly as smiling at her groan as the weight of his body left hers. She opened her eyes to see him kneeling between her legs, his hands grabbing her shorts. With one graceful move, he had them down her legs and on the floor. "Yeah, I'm seriously going to die," he said as his eyes moved over her body.

"Stop staring at me."

"I can't," he said as he looked at her. "Trust me I can't look at anything else."

Rachel sat up and reached for the waist of her pants, frowning as his hands stop her. "Wha…"

"I'm not done with you," Steve told her as he put a hand on her should and gently but forcefully pushed her back to laying down. Once she was back how he wanted her he took her leg and began to kiss along it going from her calf to her knee and her knee to her thigh.

"Cap."

"Just lay there and enjoy," Steve told her as he kissed her thigh again before placing his hand against her core. "Fuck, Ray, you're so wet for me."

"Only you," Rachel said with a choked gasp.

Steve met her eyes as he leaned his head down and took her clit into his mouth, feeling her jerk roughly against him. He wrapped his arms around her thighs, pulling her tighter against his mouth as he continued his assault on her body.

Rachel gripped his hair almost painfully as he continued to explore, his tongue delving inside of her. "Please, Steve, please fuck me."

Steve moaned against her pussy at her pleading before he pulled back and moved back up her body again, kissing her deeply. Rachel groaned as she tasted herself on him, her hands reaching impatiently for his pants and yanking them down as far as she could get them, her hands grabbing at his ass. Steve kicked the pants the rest of the way off as he pulled away from her lips.

"No matter how slow I go this is going to hurt."

"I know," Rachel said as she reached her hand down and began to stroke his thick dick.

Steve dropped his head against hers as her hands ran along the length of him. It had been an impossibly long time since the last time that he had been touched like this. He reached down and stopped her hand, kissing her. "If you keep that up then this will be over before it begins."

He sat up and moved back between her thighs. His hands gripped her hips as he slowly started to ease in her. He stalled at her wince before continuing as she nodded her head. Steve moistened his lips as he pushed into her a tiny bit more, coming up against her hymen.

"I'm sorry, this is the part that's going to really hurt."

"Just do it fast," Rachel said her hands gripping his wrists around her thighs. "I'll be okay."

Steve watched her for a moment before he pulled his hips back and with one quick thrust pushed past her hymen, burying his large cock deeply inside of her. He looked up at her face and immediately started to pull out as he saw the tears running down her cheeks. Rachel wrapped her legs tightly around his waist, keeping him buried inside of her.

"Just give me a minute," she said breathlessly. "It'll be okay."

Steve laid down over her and began to kiss her. He didn't know if it was minutes or moments later that he felt her hips start to move against his own. He nipped at her bottom lip as he pulled back and thrust in again, feeling her body jerk against him.

"Are you okay?"

"Stop talking, Cap, and just fuck me."

Steve scoffed at her choice of words before he started to move in and out of her fast, feeling her tight channel squeeze his cock tightly. Her body was moving against his, trying to draw more of him inside of her. He kissed down her neck, sucking on the soft skin, knowing he was going to leave a mark, but not caring. He knew that he wouldn't last long, it had been too long since he had been touched this was, she was way to tight and soft.

Rachel moaned loudly as his hand moved down and started to rub her clit. She could barely keep from flipping him over and losing complete control. "Steve," she began. "I can't…I'm going…"

"Cum for me, baby. Let me feel you."

Rachel whimpered as she threw her head back and screamed Steve's name as she came against him, her pussy tightening down on his cock inside of her.

Steve kissed her deeply as he started to move faster inside of her, holding her with a bruising force as he felt himself going over the edge. He thrust once more before stopping as he finds his release, his dick jerking inside of her. He leaned his head against hers before he rolled over on the bed spent. He wrapped an arm around her and pulled her against him, her head resting on his chest. He wanted to make sure that she knew he didn't roll over to get away from her, he just didn't want to squish her under his weight.

"That was intense," Rachel said softly as she kissed his chest.

"Yeah," Steve agreed, placing his lips against her forehead. "Try and sleep, Ray. We've got to come up with our next steps tomorrow. Plus, we're going to be doing this a lot over the next few days so you need your strength."

Rachel chuckled as she kissed his chest again. "Whatever you say, Captain."