Prologue:

I came home after some grocery shopping, I could sense something wasn't right when I walked in my apartment. Of course I'm always right, when I walked through the door to my kitchen someone crept up behind me. I put the groceries on the kitchen table and teleported myself behind The intruder en threw him on the floor. 'Always watch your back mister Stark.' I told Tony Stark, who was lying at my feet now. 'Well, I should have seen this coming.' He said, I gave him a smile and helped him up. 'So Tony, what are you doing here?' I asked him. 'You know breaking into my apartment isn't going to make me like you.' 'Didn't you already though?' He asked in al his seriousness. 'No Tony, How's Jarvis?' 'He seems to like you, he always asks about you and how I should visit you.' He told me while he looked at some pictures standing on the table. 'Your brother isn't it?' He asks while showing me a picture of my brother and I when we were in Las Vegas. I nod. 'Yes…. James didn't like my presence here the last time I visited.' He says while putting back the picture. 'He still wouldn't, so do I.' I watch him carefully. 'Come on Mischa, we know each other for years now. Please do have a little faith in me.' He walks over to me and looks in my eyes. 'I'm sorry….' I couldn't help but say. 'For Peppers death..' I could see a little flash of hurt in his eyes, but he covers it almost after a second. 'Don't be, it isn't your fault. You couldn't help it.' He brushes away a strand of hair that gotten in my face. He inches closer and closer until our lips are almost touching and then someone burst through my door. 'Sorry Stark, you were taking too long.' Tony let's me go and walks over to my couch. The man that had just walked in was beautiful to say the least. He looks at me with raised eyebrow and then at Tony. 'Was I interrupting anything?' 'No Steve, you weren't.' Tony says while acting like nothing happened. I was still a bit shocked. 'W-who are you?' I stutter a bit. 'My apologies miss. My name is Steve Rogers , you must be Mischa White.' He looked at me with those beautiful Blue eyes. I could only do as much as nod, he smiled and it was stunning. I think I'm going to drool. Tony rolled his eyes and signs. 'Well Mischa, I wanted to ask you something. But since you seem to like Steve here so much, why doesn't he ask you.' I looked at him and saw he was glaring at Steve. 'Well, miss White… we need you.' He says while looking me in the eyes with a pleading look. If I knew then that this would be live threatening and dangerous, I would have said no. But then again I wouldn't have found the guy of my dreams.