Hello everyone who had come across this story. For those of you wondering where it came from, I have picked this story up from BoukieToo, who wrote the first nine chapters. You can find them on her profile titled Productivity & Marshmallow Fluff. I am writing this chapter before my next chapter to Unexpected because I am terrible at remembering plots and while I have nothing for the third chapter of unexpected, I do have plans for this chapter. So let's get on then shall we.

Draco stared at the resume that was sitting on the table. It definitely was not his resume. The blonde picked up the piece of paper and read over it

Name: James Evans

Address: xxx xxxxx Road

City, State: xxxxxx, NE

Zipcode: 68xxxx

Professional experience: Owned a café

Education: Homeschooled

Additional skills: knowledgeable in taking care of plants and animals, knowledgeable in taking care of minor injuries, high level leadership capabilities, teaching experience

Draco could hardly believe what he was looking at. Potter had actually filled out a resume. That was the last thing the Slytherin had expected from the Gryffindor. "Potter, come here!" He called out, his eyes not leaving the paper.

"Is something wrong Draco?" Harry asked walking over to where Draco was. It took him a moment to realize that Draco was holding his resume, "Oh… um… yeah… that…"

"It's good to know you finally decided to pull your weight," Draco said, looking up at Harry.

"Well, after what you said. I felt like it was the right thing to do," Harry admitted, nervously running a hand through his black, messy hair. For a moment, his thoughts turned to Teddy. He really hoped Teddy was okay.

"Let's hope that between the two of us, at least one of us can find some work," Draco was getting a little more used to voicing his thoughts openly around Harry, with the two living together and on the run from the Ministery, MACUSA, and the Avengers.

No one noticed when Steve's drawing notebook vanished. Not even Steve. Because it had returned soon after it had disappeared. This was because a certain god of mischief had gotten bored and had always been curious about the notebook. Yes, Loki may have been currently on Asgard due to a few "minor" complications but his sorcery allowed him to temporarily steal Steve's drawing notebook to get a look at it. To say the least, he wasn't surprised to find the notebook full of different drawings of things that had happened around the Avenger's tower. There was even one of Harry and Draco sitting together on a couch. Loki frowned upon seeing that particular drawing. It had been too long since he had seen the Master of Death and his blonde friend. He did not know of their current whereabouts. He just hoped they weren't prisoners to some organization or worse dead. Loki made sure to return the drawing notebook exactly as he had found it.

Draco finally made his way to bed. Harry had made his way to the bedroom about an hour ago and as far as Draco knew, was fast asleep. Draco had only stayed up to do some cleaning in hopes of calming his nerves. Putting their resumes out there was a bit risky since they were technically on the run. But they really needed the money.

Draco didn't even bother changing into pajamas as he flopped onto his bed, face first. Rolling over onto his side, he closed his eyes willing the comforting arms of sleep to embrace him.

He hadn't even properly fallen asleep when warmth snuggled up to his back. Rolling over to his other side he was met with a face full of Harry's black hair. "Potter… you have your own bed. What are you doing in my bed?" He asked.

"Not a word Draco," Harry mumbled, snuggling up closer and adjusting to Draco's change in position. The Gryffindor had woken up from a nightmare. Something that even after the war he wasn't free from. While his nightmares weren't gone, not in the slightest bit, they had changed. To make the nightmare situation worse, this particular one had been about Draco dying while trying to protect Harry from the Ministry, MACUSA, and the Avengers. So, being awake when Draco had come in, he had waited until it seemed like the blonde had fallen asleep before making his way over to Draco's bed.

Draco sighed and gave no further words of protest. He absentmindedly stroked the other's black hair until Harry fell asleep. Draco didn't want to disturb Harry so he decided to not attempt to move Harry. Draco closed his eyes, finally falling asleep. As he fell asleep, the only thing that was on his mind was Harry's safety

Steve couldn't just ignore this unsettling feeling anymore. So he did the only thing he could think of. He called an Avengers meeting.

"I have felt this as well" Thor spoke after Steve explained why he had called everyone together. Thor had managed to step away from Asgard to come to this meeting. Tony was just happy that Thor hadn't brought Reindeer Games along as well.

"I suppose I have possibly felt it to" Tony commented.

"I think we all have felt this strange unease" Natasha said, with Clint and Bruce nodding in agreement.

"We need to figure out what it is," Steve said with a determined tone and that look in his eyes.

"It's probably just whatever is going on with Rock of ages," Tony didn't really care. This earned him a whack upside the head from Natasha.

"I fear my brother has nothing to do with whatever is going on this time," Thor said standing up and walking over to the window. It was as if the god of thunder was actually in deep thought for once.

"Natasha and I will do some digging to see if there's been anything unusual recently" Clint grabbed his bow and quiver before disappearing into the vents. Natasha followed him.

Steve sighed. At least now they were doing something about this feeling that they had all had,

Bruce put a hand reassuringly on Steve's shoulder, "I'm sure whatever it is, it's nothing bad," He awkwardly smiled before going to his room.

"Well that was an exciting meeting. I bet it was the shortest one yet," Tony said sarcastically as he walked over to the bar.

Steve didn't respond to Tony as he walked to his room. Tony almost regretted what he had said. But he didn't.

Steve lay on his bed staring at the ceiling. He wanted everything to go back to the way things were before Harry and Draco had been taken. Harry was his friend after all. Maybe the unease was due to the fact the two were on the run, but that didn't quite seem like it was what was causing him to feeling uneasy. Steve sighed and decided to try and get some shut eye.

I hope you guys enjoy where I am taking the story so far. I will be bringing in a new character next chapter so keep a look out for him.