A/N: I felt because of the wait, you guys deserved two chapters so here's another! Please don't forget to review, fave, and follow! I would mean a lot to me!

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"Kathy! Kathy!" The woman's hazel eyes blinked open when she heard someone calling her name. "Hey…" She glanced to the right, seeing Steve kneeling beside her. They were out in the open now; Steve probably pulled her and Natasha out. The redhead was lying unconscious behind him. "Don't ever do that again!" Steve said, wanting to hug the woman but not knowing how much pain she was in. The woman offered him a small smile as she sat up slowly, assessing the damage. Steve wrapped a gentle arm around her back to help her sit up. She had a few broken bones with cuts, scrapes, bruises, and burns everywhere but, luckily, they would all heal. She held her arms out and the man gave her a hug, pulling her close. "I thought I'd lost you." He whispered to her and she chuckled before groaning, bruised ribs… alright, just add that to the list.

"You can't get rid of me that easily." She said and Steve chuckled before helping her up.

"Are you okay to walk?" He asked and she took a few small steps before nodding. Her legs felt fine.

"Yeah, let's go." She said, both heroes looking up when they heard jets coming towards them. They looked like S.H.I.E.L.D. Steve knelt down and grabbed Natasha before he ran to the Silverado, still sitting where they left it. Katherine climbed into the driver's seat while Steve placed Natasha in the back and he got into the passenger seat. A hand on the dash started the truck up before she nearly peeled out to get away from the place.

"So, where exactly are we going?" She asked, glancing over at the man.

"A met a man a few days ago. Sam Wilson. He works with the VA." Steve said, looking over at her. She handed her phone to him.

"Look up his address." She said and the man nodded, getting to work on finding out where they were going.

"Are you sure about him?" She asked, looking over him again as she scanned her mirrors, making sure they weren't being followed.

"I think so. I don't have a reason not to trust him." Steve said before reading off the address to her and telling her where her first turn was. She nodded her head.

"If you trust him I trust him." Steve reached over the middle console, grabbing her right hand from the steering wheel and lacing their fingers together. He brought the back of her hand to his lips, pressing a kiss there and she couldn't help but smile slightly.

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A few blocks from Sam's house, Katherine suggested that they ditch the truck. Steve hesitantly agreed before he slipped out and made his way around back to see if he could wake up Natasha. Katherine turned in the driver's seat to look behind her. Steve shook the redhead gently before she jumped awake. She was ready to fight anyone and anything around her.

"Hey! Hey! Hey! Take it easy Nat! It's just us!" Steve said, holding his hands up in a surrendering motion. Natasha looked around, catching sight of Katherine before turning back to Steve.

"Where are we?" She asked, letting Steve help her out of the truck. Katherine slipped out of the driver's seat, placing her hand on the hood as she walked by, pulling the electricity from the engine again and locking the doors, even setting the alarm.

"Hopefully a friend's place." Steve as he led the way over to the house. When they reached the door, Steve knocked firmly. A few seconds passed before the blinds were opened to reveal an African American man. He was about 5'10" in height and he was quite handsome. A few seconds later, the door was slid open.

"Hey man." He said to Steve.

"I'm sorry about this. We need a place to lay low." Steve said to him, looking like he didn't want to ask that of the man. The woman knew they didn't have any other choice.

"Everyone we know is trying to kill us." Natasha said and Katherine nodded. Sam looked between the three of them before moving aside in the doorway.

"Not everyone." They all came in quickly, Sam looked around to make sure no one had saw them before he slid the door shut behind them.

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The three of them had ended up in the guest room. Natasha and Katherine had each taken a quick shower before Steve was allowed to use the bathroom. The redhead was sitting on one side of the bed, drying her hair with a towel while Katherine sat on the other side, braiding her hair up. The brunette glanced over her shoulders as Steve worked to wash the dirt and soot from his arms, face, and neck. She knows it's not the time for something like this but, have you seen Steve's arms? Damn! And he was all hers. Serious nighttime lovin' was coming after this. Steve came out to lean against the doorway, looking over both women before he settled on Natasha. She just wasn't acting right.

"Are you okay?" He asked quietly.

"Yeah." She answered just as quietly. Steve threw the towel back into the bathroom before coming to sit on the bed next to Natasha.

"What's going on?" He asked, keeping his voice steady and low. Natasha watched him for a moment before she spoke.

"When I first joined S.H.I.E.L.D I thought I was going straight." She paused. "But I guess I just traded in the KGB for HYDRA." She paused again to let out a sigh. "I thought I knew whose lies I was telling, but I guess I can't tell the difference anymore."

"There's a chance you might be in the wrong business." Steve said, smiling slightly. Natasha let out a huff of breath and a small smile. She'd used those words before with Steve.

"I owe you." She said to him. Katherine looked at them over her shoulder when she finished her hair. Steve shook his head.

"It's okay." He said honestly.

"If it was the other way around, and it as down to me to save your life, now you be honest with me, would you trust me to do it?" Natasha asked, completely serious.

"I would now." Steve answered honestly. "And I'm always honest." He said with a small smile.

"Well, you seem pretty chipper for someone who just found out they died for nothing." She said to him.

"Well, guess I just like to know who I'm fighting." Steve said as he leaned back against the wall.

"I made breakfast." Sam said when he came into the doorway. "If you guys ear that sort of thing." They all smiled at him as he walked back into the kitchen. Katherine scooted across the bed and stood up on the other side before she stopped by Steve's side. The man looked up at her before he gently grabbed her elbow. He gently pulled her down and pressed a kiss to her lips, placing a hand on her cheek as she kissed him back. She pulled away and smiled at him before she made her way to where Sam was in the kitchen.

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"So you're Katherine…" Sam said as she began to make a plate for herself with a little bit of everything. She didn't realize how hungry she was until she stepped into the kitchen and smelt all the food. She glanced up at him and smiled slightly.

"Yep, that's me. I just wish we could have met under better circumstances. It's nice to meet probably the only real friend Steve has here in D.C." She said, offering the man a smile.

"It's nice to meet you too. You always end up in our conversations somehow." Sam said with a smile.

"Uh-oh, should I be worried?" She asked playfully as she took her plate to the table and sitting down.

"Uh, I don't think so. Nothing above PG rating. I can't get him to talk about the explicit stuff." Sam said setting a glass of water beside her plate. They both laughed softly.

"Thanks." She said, sitting down. He laid a gentle hand on her back.

"No problem." He moved back into the kitchen. "So, Steve told me you were a soldier?" She glanced over at the man; he was trying to be nonchalant about asking her. She chuckled.

"Yeah, although, I'm more from Steve's era." She said, picking up a piece of bacon and taking a bite.

"Are you like him?" Sam asked, leaning against the counter as he looked at her.

"Well… not really. I'm a mutant and one of my abilities is super-regenerative healing. That means that I heal way after than anyone else… except my brothers who have the same ability." Katherine said, picking up her fork and taking a bite of her eggs. "I was born way earlier than Steve as well."

"How much earlier?" Sam asked, now extremely interested in hearing her story.

"Steve was born in 1918 and I was born in 1881." She said, turning to the man. She watched as he did the math in his head. His eyes widened and his jaw dropped.

"You're 133!?" He asked and she chuckled, nodding her head. "Well, let's be honest, you don't look a day over 1988." She laughed.

"Well, thank you." She said, smiling at the man as she took a sip of her water. Sam smiled back at her. Steve and Natasha finally came out to join them, making their own plates before sitting at the table as well. Once they were all settled at the table, Natasha spoke.

"So, the question is, who at S.H.I.E.L.D could launch a domestic missile strike?" She asked. Steve had settled in beside Katherine.

"Pierce." Steve answered, looking at the woman.

"Who happens to be sitting on top of the most secure building in the world." Natasha said as she moved around the table.

"But he's not working alone." Steve said, playing with Katherine's braided hair. "Zola's algorithm was on the Lemurian Star."

"So was Jasper Sitwell." She said, looking at the pair. Steve and Katherine looked over at her and the brunette nodded.

"So, the real question is, how do the three of the most wanted people in Washington kidnap a S.H.I.E.L.D officer in broad daylight?" Steve asked, not really expecting an answer.

"The answer is, you don't." Sam said, coming over to the table. He laid a file down on the table in front of Steve.

"What's this?" He asked, letting go of Katherine's hair and shifting forward before standing up.

"Call it a resume." Sam said, leaning against the counter of the kitchen. Natasha came over and grabbed the picture from the top of the file while Katherine went for the file itself.

"Is this Bakhmala?" The redhead asked. "The Khalid Khandil mission, that was you? You didn't say he was a Pararescue." She said to Steve as she continued to look over the picture before she handed it over to the man.

"Is this Riley?" Steve asked and Sam nodded.

"Yeah."

"I heard they couldn't bring in the choppers because of the RPGs. What did you use? A stealth chute?" Natasha asked Sam.

"No." Sam said, shaking his head before pointing to the file that Katherine was flipping through very slowly, as if she was trying to retain all of the information inside to memory. "Those." Steve turned to the woman.

"Kat?" He said to her. She glanced up at him before handing him the file. He opened it up and immediately stopped at the first picture. "I thought you said you were a pilot." Steve looked up at the other man when he saw what Sam was talking about.

"I never said I was a pilot." Sam said with a smile. Steve shook his head.

"I can't ask you to do this, Sam." He looked over at his friend. "You got out for a good reason."

"Dude, Captain America needs my help. There's no better reason to get back in." Sam said and Steve pursed his lips and nodded his head.

"Where can we get our hands on one of these things?"

"The last one is at Fort Meade. Behind three guarded-gates and a 12-inch steel wall." Sam said. Steve looked at Katherine. The woman took a sip of her water before shrugging her shoulders and putting her cup down.

"I've dealt with worse." She said, looking up at her boyfriend.

"Shouldn't be a problem." Steve said, setting the file back on the table.