Sighing inwardly to herself as she stood outside of the brownstone building in Brooklyn, as she collected her nerves. Casey thought the medical boards for becoming a surgeon was difficult. Telling herself, she could do this, she knocked on the door to have her first date with a guy was hard. But he wasn't just some guy, he was Steve. They already pretended to be in a relationship once. A real one wouldn't hurt them. Knowing that they had a lot in common had settled her nerves, only slightly. It had only been a week since their coffee date that was cut short by work. Yet made up for it by talking to each other every night. Casey made sure to call him on her way home from work, at least to hear his voice. Something about him made her feel safe.

"Casey." Steve answered the door with a bright smile on his lips. Any worried feelings flew away once she saw Steve's smiling, comforting face. "You made it. Didn't take too long for you to get here right?"

"No, not at all." Casey took a step into this house and wasn't greeted with a warm homey feel she expected. Looking around, she noticed how bare the walls and mantels were. No pictures of friends and family. But it wasn't her place to mention anything, at least not yet. "Your place is nice."

Looking around the living room space, he nodded his head in agreement. This house has been around since he lived in Brooklyn back in the 1930s. One of the few buildings that he even recognized. And when Steve found out it was for sale, he put in an offer that no one, especially a realtor, would refuse. "Thanks, I still have to give it that homey feel. I just moved in not even a month ago."

"Where were you living before?"

"A little bit of everywhere." Steve answered taking the bottle of wine out of Casey's hand. "DO you want to wait till dinner or pour some now."

"Being honest, I would really like some now. I had a very long day at work." She said following him into the kitchen. "One of my patients. A favorite patient of mine is doing as good as he can. He has a disease that continually gives him cancer. Mainly in his liver. So we are waiting for a liver and I don't think he has that much time. Hopefully, after these tests he gets bumped up to the top of the list."

"I'm sorry to hear that. If I could do something I would." Steve said handing her a glass of wine.

After taking a sip, she gave him a small smile. "If you know Captain America that would be a great help. Kyle, my patient, loves Captain America. And all the Avengers, it is all he talks about."

"I'll see what I can do." Kissing the top of her head, before thinking it would be too forward. He knew what he would do, show up as Captain America. Steve knew that she wouldn't mention it if she didn't already have some type of hint. Casey was a doctor, one of the best in her class. Any time he mentioned that he was in the military and never mentioned what he did after, Steve knew she would eventually figure everything out. Steve still hadn't told her his last name. Knowing that would give it away and he didn't want to scare her off. "So dinner will be ready in about five minutes."

"Sounds good. Do you need any help with anything? Setting the table?"

"That would be great." Pointing over to the cabinet where the plates resided. "Plates are over there and silverware is right below."

"Perfect."

The two sat in a comfortable silence as they both took their first bites of the lasagna Steve cooked. Italian was one of the main things Steve knew how to cook. When he was frozen from the ice, cooking was the one thing that kept him sane. It was something that had changed but it wasn't a drastic change. He found out his favorite sauces for every single pasta and learned how to hand make the pasta.

"This is probably the best lasagna I have ever had." Casey said after her mouth melting lasagna was halfway gone. With her parents owning their own diner back in her hometown, she rarely ate anywhere else. Thinking that nothing could surpass her momma's cooking. "I might have to mention to my mom that I have found a lasagna better than her's."

Smiling softly over at the blonde across from him, Steve replied. "Well tell her I will give her the recipe. Took me forever to get that sauce right. I want people to know."

"You made this yourself?" Surprised she looked over at the blushing man. Not many men like to cook, or even know how too. At least in her life experience. If her dad didn't marry her mom, Casey was sure her dad would have starved to death when he moved out of his parent's house. "That's amazing. I can never do it right. No matter how hard my mom would try to teach me."

"I, uh," Clearing his throat, to try not to stutter. "I could teach you."

"I would love that. Can we do it on my next day off?"

"We sure can." Steve said as a smile graced his lips once more. He always found himself smiling when Casey was around. "When's your next day off?"

Pulling out her phone, she looked over her schedule for the next few weeks. "The day I will know if it's too late for Kyle to receive his liver."

Reaching over Steve took her hand in his. He could tell this was hard for her, it was something he never had to deal with. Yes, he had saved lives. But he didn't know them personally. Casey on the other hand does. "It'll be a day for whatever you need it to be."

"Thank you." She said squeezing his hand tightly. "Alright enough talking about things that will make me upset. I don't want to bore you."

"You don't bore me." Steve said smiling at the surprised woman. "You are a doctor. You save lives. Your job fascinates me. Talk to me about Kyle or any other patient you have, all you want."

Shaking her head softly with a growing smile on her face. Leaning over the table, she kissed the side of his cheek. "You are something else, You know that right?"

"I've been told once or twice before."

The rest of the date, Casey and Steve talked form one thing to another. She told him all about her patients. Kyle included. While Steve surprised her with never seeing the Back to the Future trilogy. They then made another date to have a movie marathon for the films. Also while making plans to have dinner any night Casey was off early enough. The two couldn't wait to see each other again. Wanting to spend as much time as possible with each other.

The whole time Steve thought about telling her about his alter ego, especially since he was going to surprise the children and doctors of New York Medical. But he couldn't get it passes his lips. Hopefully, she wouldn't be too mad at him for keeping it a secret. This was only their first date and he didn't know how she felt about superheroes. The whole world was trying to get back on its feet after the fight with Thanos. Families disappeared. Friends lost. No one knew what was happening until the Avengers won. People who they lost, came back into their lives. Everything was hard at first. Stark even sent out therapists to every major city in the world. To help anyone who wanted help. Reminding people that they were here to help, no matter where they lived. It also helped that Tony and Pepper were getting married, keeping everyone's mind off of what happened. A good distraction.

"You okay there Steve?" Casey asked slipping on her jacket. Steve looked down at the considered doctor standing by his front door. Deciding that he would tell her after his visit to the hospital, he nodded his head.

"I am." Opening the front door, the two walked down the steps to the curb. After hailing a cab, he turned his attention towards Casey. "Let me know when you get home."

"Of course. We don't need you sending out your good friend Captain America to save me."

"He always makes such a mess." Cupping her cheek in his hand, he took a leap of faith and captured her lips with his own. And the leap was a success when he felt her grab on to the front of his shirt, kissing him back with the same amount of force. Pulling away, he couldn't help but have the biggest grin. "Call me when you get home. Seriously."

"I will. Bye Steve."


Um, Dr. Montgomery." Casey's nervous intern, Amber said walking up to her. Amber was a smart girl, top of her class from high school all the way to med school. She just needed to work on her approach when talking to people.

Looking up from her chart, Casey sighed. "What?"

"Captain America is here to see you? He's with the Chief."

At first, she thought her intern was pulling her leg until she walked into the Chief's office and found Captain America sitting at the desk talking to Chief Giles. Along with the hospital's photographer from PR. She was joking when she mentioned that it would be awesome if Captain America would show up at the hospital. Did Steve actually know Captain America?

Before it could click in her brain, Chief Giles gestured to the man in red, white and blue. "Ad, Dr. Montgomery. Your guest of honor is here."

When he turned around, Casey let out a small gasp when she made eye contact with the same blue eyes her boyfriend possessed. The top of his face was covered, but she knew those eyes anywhere. And the lips. Now it was all making sense. "Captain, thank you so much for coming. You have no idea how much this will mean to the patients."
"It is not a problem, Dr. Montgomery." When Steve's voice slipped out of his pink lips, the lips that were in her dreams the past few nights. Casey knew she wasn't imagining anything. "Anything for the kids."

"Well, I can take you to the peds floor." Casey replied with a bright smile on her face. She couldn't believe that Steve was Captain America. And the fact he cared enough about her to come fully suited up, shield and all, just to come take some photos with the kids. It made her heart hurt with how he cared. Looking over her shoulder, she noticed that the chief and photographer were a few steps behind them. Enough space where they wouldn't be able to overhear what Casey was about to bring up. "So Captain America, huh?"

"I figured it would be a good way to break the news." Steve said in a low husky voice, that made Casey want to melt into a puddle. "Give you an out."

Looking over at the super soldier, Casey shook her head. "I don't need an out. I don't want an out. You still Steve underneath that mask?"

"I am."

"Then that is all that matters." Stopping at the doors to the peds floor, she turned to the superhero next to her. "Now before we go in here we have to have some ground rules. You may be a superhero but inside the hospital, I'm the superhero. If something goes wrong in one of those rooms, you will have to step out of the way. Are we clear?"

"Yes, ma'am." Steve said with a stern look on his face. Trying to cover up how turned on he was by his girlfriend. That and how admiring she is.

Putting her hand on the doors, she pushed them open for Steve to see the much brighter floor that was the pediatrics floor. The kids that were getting pushed around in the wheelchairs or in their hospital bed for going down to surgery, were either surprised and in wonder when Captain America walked down the halls. Smiling, waving and taking photos with them. The parents couldn't believe how happy their kids were just by meeting a superhero. And Casey could tell there was a weight lift off their shoulders. Even with the children being sick they were still happy.

"Okay, this is a very special little boy to me. I know we are not supposed to have favorites but I do. His name is Kyle and you, Cap, are his favorite superhero. I hope you live up to his dreams." Casey said resting her hand on the door handle. "Also his IV bag is super soldier serum. It helps him feel better."

"Can't wait to meet him." Steve said softly, knowing how important this boy was to Casey. Being all she talked about. Walking into the room after Casey, the little boy in the bed had his mouth hanging wide open. The boy sitting on the bed reminded him of himself before he had the procedure. Kyle was smaller than most children his age. Casey said he was about 9 and he looked like he was 6, with all the problem he's had. According to Casey, he had been a medical mystery since she first saw him at the age of 6. Kyle shouldn't have been alive for this long, and hopefully, his streak continues to receive a liver. "Kyle Berie, right?"

Nodding his head slowly, Kyle opened and closed his mouth repeatedly. Making him look like a fish. "You-you're Captain America."

"That I am. And I hear you are becoming a super soldier too."

"Uh huh, Dr. Casey said it will help heal me faster so I can get a new liver. The one I have now keeps getting cancer."

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Steve rested his hand on Kyle's leg. "Well, when you get a new liver and heal up completely, we will be needing new Avengers. And with me and Iron Man retiring, the world will need new heroes. Are you up for the challenge?"

"Yeah!" Kyle exclaimed, his eyes lighting up brighter than they already were. "I want to be just like you."

"When you heal up, give me a call." Looking over at his parents, Steve sent a wink across to them. "As long as your parents say its okay."

"They will." The young boy said smiling sweetly over at his parents, who were smiling right back at him. "They call me their little superhero."

"That we do sweetie." His mom said running her fingers thru his dark brown hair, before looking over at Casey. Taking a deep breath before she asked the one question, she asked every time she saw the young doctor. "Do we know if he is getting a liver yet?"

Shaking her head, Casey looked down at her phone to see if she had anything. "No, not yet. I really wish I had good news for Y'all. But like I said before, we are doing everything we can to make sure Kyle gets a liver. I have an intern that makes sure nothing goes by under my nose. You will be the first to know, I promise. I will bug everyone I have to until I am blue in the face."

"Thank you, Casey." Kyle's dad said softly, looking down at his son.

"Not a problem. Just doing my job. I have to check on some other patients and Cap here has to come with me. He's my intern for the day." After the family took one last picture with Steve, the two left the room. Looking over at Steve, she took a deep breath and patted him on the chest. "Ready to make another kids day?"

"I most certainly am."