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Steve's POV:Steve couldn't believe what was going on, from what Thor had said Loki had escaped and was now likely to make his way back to earth for revenge, which meant that all the avengers were under attack and all their partners as well. He then realised one thing. He was alone. Everybody had a partner to his awareness but him, he didn't know if Agent Romanoff had one but had a good guess that even she had her eye on some one. He took a deep sigh and walked on. This month was going to be lonely. "Valentines, Great" he huffed and walked away.
Loki had teleported to his Asgardian snow fortress; "Thank the stars that Odin hadn't found those secret passages to and from Asgard" thought Loki, he chuckled to himself know to get his plan ready and hopefully by the end of it he would have brought Thor crashing down and helped the Captain reach new heights, after all almost hundred and still a virgin not very good He chuckled to himself.
Steve wondered around stark towers he didn't know what to do he was just bored, anxious for Loki's inevitable attack, but bored. Everybody had gone off to do something he was alone, again. He carried on down the corridor just minding his own business as he walked towards the gym. He didn't notice the emerald green eyes watching him within the shadows and their mischievous glint, and then they disappeared back into the shadows just like they appeared with no trace.
Steve's POV: I had bashed up 6 of my 8 punching bags just trying to forget that I had been forgotten on this holiday, they were on the floor a few feet away with the seams split and sand spilling all over the floor. Sweat was pouring down my face I carried on bashing the bags with one fist after the other. Thud, Thud, Thud. The sound echos the training room as I remember Peggy and 1942, I couldn't believe what I remembered was gone, what i had loved was gone. With one last hit the bag flew off its hinges as I broke down falling against the wall behind me and crying. I couldn't believe it, I the supers-soldier who saved the world from Hydra was crying over a memory but people always forgot that under the muscle was still shy. Weak. Little Rogers.
Natasha's POV: I couldn't believe it watching the person who I had known for some time, who had always been so strong in front of everyone, had been holding it all in all this time holding the weight of the world on his shoulders and was still keeping his demons to himself just to not be a nuisance to everyone else. She sighed: life just wasn't fair.
As Natasha watched Steve from the shadows Loki watched the interaction and felt things needed to have a little nudge in the other direction, eventually he would get revenge on Thor but until then The Soldier and The Avengers would have to wait.