Chapter 2:

The next day, Steve continued to try to convince the doctor to release him but he had no luck. The doctor was adamant on keeping him there to monitor his vitals and to make sure his body was healing properly which didn't make much sense to him since the super soldier serum basically guaranteed that he would be fully functioning in a matter of days. It killed him to be out of commission. He was bored out of his mind. Not only was there nothing to do but the food was absolutely terrible.

He shook his head at the pathetic platter in front of him. He took his fork and tried to poke the mystery meat loaf and decided that the jello was the safest option. Sadly, even the jello tasted strange. He reached over to the cell phone lying on the table to see if he had any miss calls or texts. None. Not surprising. He had been calling and texting Natasha nonstop since their fallout but she still hadn't responded. If there was one thing he learned over the past few years was that Natasha Romanoff was a master at ignoring a situation - especially if it involved her emotions.

"Looking good in that dress Rogers"

He looked up to see Clint smirking at him.

"Thanks. It's really airy underneath this thing" he joked back.

Clint took a seat in the chair that was next to Steve's bed and took the meatloaf off of his plate and took a bite of it.

"This tastes like shit" he continued to chomp on the mystery meat.

Steve shook his head and chuckled. When Clint finished the "meat loaf", he worked his way to the rest of the platter which Steve gladly handed over.

"So…"

"What's new Barton?"

Clint filled him in on all the action that was happening with everyone. He ended up learning about more than he would have liked.

"Never a dull moment in Stark tower"

"Actually, it's avengers tower now"

This earned a very confused look from Steve.

"What do you mean?"

"Tony recreated Stark tower to avengers tower. All of one of us get a floor all to ourselves. Didn't Nat tell you?"

"We're not exactly speaking right now." He said coolly with a shrug. He still wasn't sure how that even happened but didn't have the energy to deal with it right now. It's not like she was trying to let him in on the whole mess anyways.

"Ahhh. Explains why she had been training extra hard. The girl literally gave Tony a shiner. She even tried to pick a fight with Banner"

Steve raised his eye in shock. Natasha knew better than to mess with Banner. No one ever messed with Banner. Not because they were scared of getting hurt - everyone was more than equipped to protect themselves - It's just no one wanted to have to be the one to clean up the mess afterward.

"You must have really pissed her off" Clint chuckled at the thought. Steve always did things that made Natasha mad but this time he must have royally fucked up. It takes a lot to work up the Black Widow and seems like each and every time Steve Rogers was the culprit.

"What makes you think it's because of me?" Steve tried to maintain a neutral face.

"C'mon bro. After she came to see you, she came home pissed and I'm not talking "Oh I'm on my period" pissed - I'm talking "I will murder you if you even breath" type pissed. It doesn't take a rocket scientist to put two and two together"

Steve sighed in defeat. He hated knowing that he made his best friend mad. He still didn't understand why she was so pissed at him. If it was anyone else, it probably wouldn't have gotten to him like that but this was Nat. The whole situation was eating him up alive inside..

"Make things right with her bro. She is your partner after all" Clint's words brought him out of his thoughts.

"I will… I need to get out of this hospital first" Steve threw his hands up in frustration.

Clint laughed at the childlike display the captain was showing.

"I got an idea… Let's bust you outta here."

"How?"

Steve looked out the door and examined the surroundings. There was way too many people to make a clean getaway. He wasn't exactly a small guy and there was no one the doctors would just let him leave. If that was the case, he would have already been at home the moment he first opened his eyes.

"Can you walk?"

Steve stood up and walked over to the door to close it slowly, just in case there were wondering ears. It didn't hurt as much as it did yesterday. Thank god for the super soldier serum. He turned back at Clint, who nodded his head in approval.

"Can you climb?"

He could see the mischievous look on Clint's smirking face and knew automatically what he was thinking. He looked up at the ceiling and contemplated if this was a smart decision. He felt better than yesterday - that was for sure but he also was doing any pull ups or push ups either.

"Any day now.. It's now or never Cap"

After careful consideration, Steve nodded in agreement. He hated hospitals. At this point, he was going to do just about anything to get out of here. Not to mention there was a certain red head he had to talk to. He scanned the room for some real clothes and saw a bag with his belongings in them. He hurried and grabbed the tshirt, pants, and shoes that was sitting in the bag in the corner and put it on quickly - not really caring that Clint was in the room. Privacy was not the main priority at this point.

"Okay. What's the plan?"

Clint grabbed the table and moved it right in front of the door to block it just in case anyone wanted to come in and bust his brilliant idea. Then he grabbed the chair and jumped on it to move the piece on the ceiling aside so they could climb. He looked down at Steve with a triumphant look on his face.

"Do you want to go first or should I?"

Steve threw his hands up immediately.

"You're the expert. Lead the way." He took one look at the hole and was wondering if he could really squeeze in it. His friend pulled himself up without any issues. Now it was Steve's turn. He hopped on the chair and pulled himself through the tiny hole. He felt pain ripple throughout his whole body but it was too late to turn back now. Once he was all the way in, Clint closed the hole back up and started to crawl.

Steve followed behind without hesitation. Clint was a spy so it didn't surprise him that his friend was so comfortable making his way through the vents. Steve on the other hand was starting to feel claustrophobic. There was two things he absolutely hated. The first one was the cold (for obvious reasons) and tight spaces. He forced himself to take deep controlled breaths.

Clint opened the vent and climbed down and Steve did the same. They found themselves in the bathroom. Luckily it was only them or else they would have found themselves in a very compromising situation. Steve opened the bathroom door slightly and saw that there wasn't many people in the main lobby. His heart was racing - Freedom was only a few feet away. He turned back to Clint and they both nodded at each other.

The both walked out of the bathroom calmly. As if nothing was going on out of the ordinary. Clint walked with his head high while Steve was a little more awkward. He tried to avoid eye contact with anyone which probably caused him to look extremely suspicious. Clint tried his hardest to not bust out laughing. He wasn't a spy so being sneaky was definitely out of the norm for him. They managed to make it outside without a single person stopping them. They hurried to the garage and got in Clint's car.

"Just wait til I tell everyone about this" Clint busted out in a fit of laughs as he drove toward the direction of their home.

Steve joined in on the laughter. Even though he had gone on missions where he had to escape his location, this was completely different. It was the most exhilarating moment of his life. Something so simple yet so out of the ordinary for him. The adrenaline rush was so satisfying that it almost made him feel guilty for feeling so good about doing something so wrong.

"Just wait til you see the new place Cap. You're gonna love it"

AN: You guys ever start a story and know what you want to happen but don't know how to get there. That's me right now. Please leave reviews and let me know what you think.