A Thor/Captain America fic. I wouldn't haven normally done this pairing but it is for a good friend *ahem* Lewis so he owes me big time! This is set after Thor and Captain America and before the avengers (it is only under avengers because of all of the characters used) Warnings for eventual slash m/m pairings and probable themes (although I haven't planned that far ahead haha) Otherwise enjoy! This will be uploaded simultaneously on archive of our own (here /works/958183 ) and that will basically be the same version but with likely explicit sex scenes... :)

Orange light from the setting sun filtered in through the open doors of the balcony making the entire room look as if it were on fire. The soft orange light was pierced with bright glints of gold from the frame of the ornate four poster bed and accenting furniture. The room could only be described as grand but the figure pacing in it looked anything but. His shoulders were slumped, reflecting the exhaustingly long day he had endured; the shoulders were brushed by long golden hair that framed the face of one who still mourned the loss of one they loved, a brother. The last time he had saw his brother was that night at the Bifrost. The climax to events Thor never thought possible, events that ended with Loki falling from the Bifrost and sadness in his face that Thor had to believe was sincere. After Loki was 'gone' they all believed him dead, and they mourned but it was apparent Thor took it the hardest. He missed his brother, his old brother when they were still close and would do anything for one another. Thor shook his head, his long hair becoming more tousled, he'd had a long day and it was taking its toll the last thing he needed to be doing was thinking of things such as Loki.

He walked over to the bed, removing the cumbersome armour and lay down staring at the canopy. Thor's eyes were already heavy lidded as he made his way over to the bed and he could feel them closing further as he gazed at the rich fabric of the cover obscuring his view of the ceiling. Moments later his eyes were fully closed and the welcoming comfort of sleep surrounded him.

"Brother, brother. I'm begging you. Please, help me. THOR PLEASE!"

Thor sat bolt upright, a small chill reminding him he was still laying on top of the bed and was exposed to the cool night air. He rubbed his face and yawned deeply, of course it would be the nights he was the most tired he would have dreams such as that.

"Thor? Please, brother."

Thor's eyes widened almost comically at that sound of his brothers voice again, he was almost positive he was awake this time. Dare he hope even the tiniest bit?

"Please, they are keeping me here they call themselves the Chitauri. It's so dark." Thor could hear the pleading in his distant voice and though only of what he could do to save his brother, to have him back.

"There is this object, called the tesseract on Midgard. They want it, they want it so bad. Please bring it, save me from them." Thor stood up, unaware he was actually talking to an empty room but desperate to help, his deep voice shattering the silence.

"Anything brother, tell me where it is and I shall come."

"I can tell you exactly where it is."

He had been 'awake' for several days now, staying at one of S.H.I.E.L.D.s major bases. They told him it was so he could settle in with help at hand but he knew he was there so they could monitor him. After what happened he was certainly not surprised, being a frozen super soldier for nearly 70 years apparently makes you something special and potentially useful in the eyes of S.H.I.E.L.D. Although he would have ended up staying at the base regardless since there was nowhere else for him to really go, he was alone, a man out of time.

Steve was spending another repetitive day in the gym working out, something normal and routine to him in this new modern age, when Nick Fury walked it looking as stern as he always does. How did he get his coat to billow that dramatically?

"What can I help you with Sir?"

"Don't call me Sir makes me sound old say Director or Fury or something. You are aware that the tesseract was found and S.H.I.E.L.D. took possession of it. We figured since you had the most dealings with it perhaps you should babysit it while it's here at the base."

"With all due respect Director Fury, you should not have brought it here. It may have been a long time but people will still be looking for it. People you never want to possess that much power."

"Comment ignored, what's done is done. It is being moved soon to a secure location at any rate. Now haul ass and get guarding."

He knew it was a bad idea having it here but he also knew it would be that small bit safer with him which was the only reason he was doing this since Fury would never listen to him regardless. That and he needed something to do; the monotony of being on the base was draining him. Donning black cargo pants and a t shirt he 'got to work' praying that for once no one wanted the tesseract and it would be a simple job.