Elena POV

I woke up to the sound of my phone alarm blaring in my ear.

"Shoot to thrill! Play to kill! Too many women and too many pills! I said, shoot to thrill!"

That was one of my favorite songs. AC/DC was great. I turned off the alarm and laid in bed for a few minutes, thinking about what was planned for today. Fury told me he was assigning me a new mission. I was thrilled when he told me and I couldn't wait. I loved going on missions. The danger, the suspense, the fighting. I loved it all.

I got up and did my morning routine and dressed in my uniform. It was exactly like Natasha's, except mine was black. That meant that I was a lower level agent.

I joined SHIELD about two years ago. It took a lot of work to bump up a level. I was just two levels below Natasha and Clint. Even though I was beneath them, all three of us were great friends.

I looked at the clock on my wall. 7:15. Better get going. Don't want to be late or Fury will have my head.

I stopped at the private cafeteria for higher level agents. Even though I was two levels below my friends, I was still ranked in the higher levels.

I opened the fridge and quickly grabbed an apple. I ate it as I walked to the main control room, knowing that was where Fury would be.

I walked in and saw The Director standing on his little raised platform, looking over everyone and out to the sky. The view from the hellicarrier was beautiful.

"Good morning, sir," I said as I walked up beside him and threw away the core to my apple.

"Good morning, Agent Aldo. Are you ready to hear your mission?" I nodded, trying to keep the excitement off my face.

Fury reached for a file and handed it to me. It read "Operation Welcome Home". Strange.

I opened it and read the contents of the file as Nick filled me in.

"As you know, Captain Steve Rogers was just found in the ocean, frozen and asleep. His body kept him alive throughout those seventy years. Your mission is to introduce the Captain to the new world. A lot has changed since the 1940s and he's pretty overwhelmed. You will be living with him in an apartment provided to you both by SHIELD for a year. Understood?"

"Wait, director," I asked him nervously. "Does Captain Rogers know about this?"

"No," he said with a smirk, "That's the first part to your mission. Good luck." He turned around briskly and walked out.

I threw my head back and groaned. Ugh, great. I have to tell Captain America, the man I've had a girly little crush on for years, that we will be living together for a year. I wonder what he'll think of that.

Well, I guess I better get to it. First, I got to find where Steve would be. As I walked down the hallway I bumped into Agent Phil Coulson.

"Hey, Phil," I greeted him warmly. Phil was my first friend when I joined here and we got pretty close.

"Hey Elena," he greeted, taking a sip of his coffee. "How are you?"

"Good. Director Fury just assigned me a new mission. It's on Captain America."

Phil's eyes widened in excitement. I swear, Phil was probably Steve's biggest fan. He had all the trading cards and he was very proud.

"Well, that's great." He responded, trying to hide his excitement. I rolled my eyes at his failed attempt.

"Do you happen to know where he is, Phil?" I asked him this, confident that he knew the answer.

"He's down in the gym on the left-wing," he said immediately. I laughed and thanked him as I walked towards the left-wing.

As I got closer, I began to grow more nervous. My hands shook and my palms got sweaty. Why was I so nervous? He's just a man. An incredibly muscular and handsome man . . .

I argued with myself in my head as to whether I should do this now. I reached the entrance to the gym and paused at the door.

Just do it. It's not like he'll punch you or anything.

I opened the door and walked in slowly. The gym was pretty nice, the newest equipment scattered around to help our agents be the best physically possible.

I spotted Steve in the corner of the gym, punching a sandbag. His back was to me and he wore a khaki slacks and a tight white shirt. A tight white shirt that hugged his bulging muscles perfectly.

'Bad girl! Bad Elena!' I scolded myself as I approached him. 'Keep it professional. It's not like he'll be interested in you anyway.'

"Captain Rogers," I called him lightly. He turned around quickly, looking to see who had called his name.

Oh, god. He was even more handsome in person. That hard, manly jaw. That straight nose and full set of lips. And those eyes. Those gorgeous blue eyes. I could get lost in them forever.

"Hello, miss," he said politely in his deep voice, "Can I help you?"

"Y-yes," I stuttered nervously. I mentally slapped myself at my stupidity.

"I'm Agent Elena Aldo," I said as I put out my hand. He grabbed it lightly for a handshake and sparks flew up my arm. I gasped and looked up, noticing Steve's shocked facial expression towards our joined hands. So he felt it, too. That made me jump in joy on the inside, knowing that he felt something.

I dropped my hand to my side as he dropped his.

"Sorry," he apologized sheepishly. "I'm a little sweaty." I laughed an shook my head.

"It's alright. You weren't THAT sweaty." This time it was his turn to laugh.

"So what can I do for you Miss Elena?" He asked as he walked over to his bag and began to unwrap his hands. I followed him and presented him with a file.

"I've been issued a mission to introduce you to the new world, Captain. Director Fury believes that you should get more accustomed to the 21st century, so it's my job to do it."

"Oh, well thank you." He said with a smile.

"Wait," I told him nervously. I brought my hands together and began to play with my fingers, something I always did when I was nervous.

"Yes?" he said with one eyebrow raised curiously.

"Well," I began hesitantly. How should I break this to him?

"You can tell me," he encouraged me as he stepped a little closer.

"DirectorFuryhasassignedustolivetogetherinanapartm entprovidedbySHIELDforayear, whichishowlongthismissionwilllast." I blurted out in a jumbled mush as I looked down.

"Pardon?"

I sighed and repeated myself slower.

"Director Fury has assigned us to live together in an apartment provided by SHIELD for a year, which is how long the mission will last." I waited for his response.

Steve looked a little confused, then shock took over his face.

"Together? In an apartment?" He questioned as he stared at me. Oh god, Captain America thinks I'm a psycho.

"I'm really sorry," I apologized, "I don't want to do this. It's my job and I have no idea why Fury chose me and I know you probably think I'm a creep and-"

Steve shook his head with laughter.

"Miss, it's not your fault. Like you said, it's your job. Do you think maybe we could get to know each other a little more before we move in together? All I know about you Elena Aldo, is your name." He stared at me with those gorgeous blue eyes and a light smile in his face.

I nodded my head enthusiastically. I felt like a bobble head.

"Of course, Captain. That's a great idea."

"Please, call me Steve."

"Alright, Steve," I said as I pulled out my phone. It was a phone designed by Tony Stark. He gave it to me as a birthday present last year. I got to know him when he was going through his "I'm dying" phase and we became good friends.

"Would you like to go eat lunch today at 12:30?" I asked him as I checked my schedule. Good, I was free.

"That would be nice, Miss Elena."

"Please, just call me Elena."

He gave me his signature handsome smile and I swooned on the inside.

"Well, it was lovely meeting you Elena." We walked towards the exit and Steve held the door open for me. I stared at him, confused for a second, before I thanked him and walked out. We both went in the same direction.

"Where you headed to, Elena?" He asked me as we walked side by side in the hall.

"I'm going to go do a little paperwork," I said with a look of disgust on my face. He laughed at my expression.

"Well, my room is over here. See you at 12:30." He waved at me and walked off.

As soon as he was out of sight, I did a little happy dance. I was going out to lunch with Steve Rogers!

I hadn't noticed Clint walk up behind me, and I twirled around when I heard him laugh at my antic. I stuck my tongue out at him as he gave me a friendly hug.

"So I heard about your mission," he said with his famous Clinton Barton smirk. "Steve Rogers, huh?"

"Yes, and I have to live with him for a year in an apartment."

"What the hell? Fury assigned this?" he asked a little upset.

I nodded my head and told him I had to go to paperwork. We said out goodbyes and I went off to do my work. I wonder what Steve was doing?Was he excited for lunch?What if he's showering now?

'BAD GIRL!' I scolded myself as I headed to my office.