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Hey guys! I have new chapter! I would just like to say thank you to LittleMissZero and Guest for the support for the hate reviews. Honestly I don't really care about them, they make me laugh XD. And because I feel to lazy to review my own thing: to the person who asked- I have never thought about publishing because I have no idea how. Thank you all for reading and I'm so excited that we are ONE chapter away from double digits. I personally am finding this one hard to write though, because Steve has to be Captain America and the perffect person so it's hard to not throw him into something that he wouldn't do. I know a lot of you are going to ask me a million questions on this, but I have not written it yet, but I think after the sequal to 'Head Spinning' I'm going to make an Iron Man fic, because I think I can tear him apart better than Steve. So this is the end of my rant and I applaud all those who read this whole thing. May I present to you: Chapter 9!
Once again, Camilla awoke to Steve's steady heartbeat. He had flipped onto his back, so it made it easy for her to ease out of the bed without waking him up. She looked at the clock that read four a.m. She crept quietly back to her room and changed into some sweat pants and a tank top. She pulled her messed up hair into a high ponytail and made her way to the gym. A few agents were there that were doing daily work outs. Camilla noted the archery range that was probably Clint's, and the multiple punching bags lined up were most likely Steve's. She walked into a private training room and started to try aim and threw balls of energy at the metal mannequin. Eventually leaving scorch marks on it she sat down to regain energy. After a few minutes she was back on her feet. She had attempted before to make a shield around something, so she tried on the mannequin. She was successful of all of three seconds when the energy sputtered and forced her to her knees. She placed her hands on the floor to steady herself. She closed her eyes and seconds later heard the door open.
"I see you've started without me." Steve joked.
"I see you were right about me not staying till you woke up."
"Yeah, here drink some water." He tossed her a bottle and a towel when she looked up.
"I bet this is attractive, all sweaty," she teased.
"Definitely a turn on," he joked back.
"So what's Captain's orders today?"
"First is basic blocking, so you'll be able to block me from kissing you."
Camilla looked at the floor.
"Sorry, too much," he apologized "so, just do what feels right and we'll adjust if need be."
She nodded and got into a basic fighting stance. He brought his arm up swinging at her head she deflected it using Karate Kid's wax on wax off move. Nodding his approval, Steve kicked at her torso and she simply stepped out of the way. Moving to her legs he dropped down and swung his leg to knock her off balance. She jumped behind him and he smiled.
"Not bad for a beginner."
"Not bad for someone who's been frozen for sixty-five years," Camilla countered.
He laughed and lunged at her in hopes to grab her, but she ducked under him.
"Every enemy you encounter is going to hate you so much." He announced.
She smiled and darted forward making Steve think she was going to attack, but instead sidestepped as he jerked forward to meet her, but ended up falling on his face.
"I surrender!" Steve shouted as she lightly placed her foot on his back.
She helped him to his feet and he grabbed her waist pulling her close.
"Next is offense, fight me." He whispered and dove in to kiss her, but was confused as he felt her arch back over his arm and placed her hands firmly on the ground. She ran up his chest and knocked him on his butt.
"It's not fighting if I'm the only one doing anything." She teased.
Steve launched himself up and swung at her head. She brushed his arm down and the fluid movement allowed a swift hit to the gut. Steve doubled over and smiled at her.
"How are you so good at this?"
"You said do whatever feels right. I guess it's just natural."
He took advantage of her wrist being open and he grabbed it, twisting it making her turn. He knew how much it would take to hurt her but he never did.
Camilla decided to play his kindness to her advantage and let out a fake gasp of pain. As she expected he let go and whipped around to face her as he got on one knee. She let out a half evil half playful smile and launched herself at him sending him reeling onto his back. Camilla sat on his hips and seductively made her fingers walk up his chest and she could feel the chills run through his body. She easily punched him again in his stomach, but he had an unfair advantage to being larger than her. He sat up and picked her up the same way he had last night and once again, she had no choice to wrap her lags around his waist. The two were smiling and breathing heavily.
"For god's sakes will you two just get together already?" An agent shouted from the doorway.
Camilla remembered his name was Phil Coulson.
"Sorry, SHIELD asked us to train together." Camilla answered as Steve set her down.
"I know, I heard, but seriously you two would be good together." And with that Agent Coulson left the room.
The second the door closed Steve and Camilla erupted into laughter.
"That was great!" Camilla gasped.
"Agreed!"
When they had calmed down, Steve decided they would do a mix tomorrow and then they packed up and headed to the mess hall for breakfast.
After grabbing their trays of food, they sat at the farthest table in the back corner; better known as the Avengers table. They talked and joked about the other Avengers, telling stories of their lives and for a minute Camilla felt safe. Steve was going to protect her. She smiled at the thought.
When they finished they walked together back to the rooms' hallway to get a shower. When she was done, Camilla walked out with a baby blue tee and a pair of dark jeans. The outfit accented her nicely and whether she noticed or not, all of the male SHIELD agents all but drooled over her. If she did notice she didn't care. She was too distracted by listening to Steve talk while her arms were wrapped around his bicep. They walked out onto the hellicarrier's deck. Fury had decided not to send it into the air if it wasn't needed. Sitting at the edge of the deck with their legs swinging over the side, the two sat very close.
Camilla started to shiver in the wind cursing herself for forgetting her jacket. Steve gave a light laugh and lifted a side on the jacket offering for her to come close. She took it with slight hesitation, but the temperature got the best of her. Scooting in close, she had an arm around his waist keeping her chest warm and he had his arm around her holding the coat down so it wouldn't slide off.
"I can't believe this is happening right now."Steve whispered.
"What?"
"The fact you actually trust me right now."
"More like I'm just really cold and thanks to your super soldier-ness, it is almost physically impossible for you to be cold."
Steve gave out another light laugh and drew his arm in tighter puling her closer.
They were sitting outside until lunch, the wind still whipping around them, they never moved with the exceptions of them readjusting to be comfortable. They talked about life and ideas they had.
"Do you ever think about the future?" Camilla asked.
"Not really, after being frozen it's kind of hard to do so." Steve responded.
"Oh, well are you hungry?"
"A little bit yeah,"
