Alice nervously walks into her boss's office, her complete project in a folder in her hands. There are three complete flyers that she has yet to touch up with her computer. Once she gets the 'okay' from Pepper, she'll touch up the colors and fix the lines, as well as scan the artwork to put the information of the event on the back.

Pepper looks at her with a smile as she walks into the room. "Hello, Alice," she greets Alice. "Are those the finished sketches?" She nods her head and hands the folder to the woman. Pepper looks over each sketch carefully as Alice sits in the chair in front of her nervously.

She's confident in her abilities, but the initial overview of her work after the first few planned sketches is the most nerve-wracking part of her job. Since she's added the colors and outlined out everything, if Pepper doesn't like a sketch, she'll have to completely start over.

Alice doesn't relax when Pepper closes the folder. The redheaded woman looks contemplative for a few moments before she smiles. "These are very good," Ms. Potts says, tapping the closed folder. "I especially like the one where you focused on Sam, Steve, and Bucky."

"Thank you, Pepper," Alice says in relief. "Do you want me to add anything or...?" She stops as Pepper nods her head.

"Actually, I want to focus on the flyer with those three as well as the last one, please," Pepper says. "The first one is amazing, though I feel like it doesn't quite fit the theme of the upcoming benefit. That way, you'll have enough time to finish them before they have to get sent out."

Alice nods her head, stands up, picks up her folder, and waits for her boss to dismiss her. Pepper smiles at her and gestures towards the door. Alice gives a smile back before making her way to the door. She's stopped, however, as Pepper swears under her breath. She wasn't even aware that the woman swore.

"Is something wrong, Pepper?" Alice asks in worry, turning to see her boss's worried and frustrated expression.

"I'm so sorry, Alice," Pepper says guiltily. "The benefit was moved up and we need the flyers by tomorrow. I can possibly give you an extra day to work, but we really need the flyers finished and ready to print by noon tomorrow."

Alice chews on her lower lips in worry, mentally tallying up the hours that it will take to not only touch up the flyers but also write the benefit information on the back. A sudden thought strikes her and her heart speeds up in worry.

"I left my laptop at home because I wasn't aware that I would need it and my office isn't done yet since I usually work at home," Alice tells Pepper, her voice quieter than usual in her guilt and anxiety. "I could work from my tablet, but I need a monitor to display everything properly."

Pepper, who tensed at the first part of her statement, seems to drop her shoulders in relief. "You can have Friday connect your tablet to the television in the common room," Pepper explains her relief before her voice turns hard. "In the meantime, Tony and I will be having a talk about your office." Alice, taking that as her cue as the redhead reaches for her phone, races out of the room.

Her ankle throbs at the pace she sets as she heads towards the elevator, but she doesn't pay too much mind to it. It's been a week since she met the rest of the team and the benefit is supposed to be in three weeks, which was supposed to leave her with enough time to touch up the flyers to the best of her ability.

This better not be some test, she mentally grumbles to herself. Otherwise, Pepper will be dealing with a very sleep deprived me. Friday immediately takes her up to the common room where she sits in the chair beside the windows.

She's somewhat relieved and confused to see no one in the room until she catches the time. At this time, everyone will be in team training until late at night, leaving her with more or less six or eight hours to touch everything up.

Well, let's begin.

Alice takes out her tablet and stylus and looks at the large flat-screen on the wall, seeing that Friday is already displaying her tablet on the screen. She finds it easier to catch mistakes on a larger screen than on her small tablet, so she thinks that the massive television is perfect.

Since she scanned the three flyers into her tablet beforehand, she immediately begins working. Alice starts with the last one since that one has the most detail. It has all of the group and their weapons with an American flag in the background, despite the fact that some of the team aren't even from the US. She's hoping that it'll lessen the tensions that the Avengers Civil War caused to see them all united like this.

Periodically, Alice scrutinizes her work on the large T.V., fixing a few obvious mistakes. It's not until nearly four hours past that she finally decides that the one flyer is done. She sighs, saving the art piece, before focusing on the last one.

She doesn't know why, but she left the one focusing on Steve, Sam, and Bucky for last. Alice had managed to get the latter to let her take a few pictures of his arm as well as have a good look at how it works.

She decided to put all of the soldiers in their uniforms, their actual military uniforms, and she can't help but admire how all of them look in them. She's especially proud of Bucky with most of his metal prosthetic on display as he lines up a shot with his old rifle. Steve is holding his shield in front of him, head down, and Sam is above them in his plane. The bottom of the flyer, where Bucky and Steve are, is in browns like it was taken back in the forties, while the top where Sam is flying in the sky is colorful.

Alice thinks that it adds a certain look to the piece, especially if Steve and Bucky's uniform, shield, and arm are colored.

As she keeps working, she finds her concentration fading as her head nods up and down. Her eyes catch the time and it makes her yawn. It's past ten at night and she had woken up at four in the morning and hadn't been able to go back to sleep. It's safe to say that she's completely exhausted.

Her head keeps nodding as she fights to stay awake. She presses the save button, just in case, before adding some highlights on Bucky's metal hand and Steve's hair. Her vision fades in and out as she keeps yawning and all she can see before she falls asleep is Steve's face.

Author's Note: Sorry it's a little short. I had intended to make it longer with Steve's pov, but I'll add that in the next chapter.