A\N: We didn't even bother to spell-check this chapter. Someone's been busy with school, so... we've been falling behind on updates; hopefully, it doesn't show as much as I think.

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With definative evidence that his neighbor was indeed a vampire-and the heroic resolve to kill him and avenge Tia's death-Steve set out to find ways to slay Thor and all his supernatural might!

There were many information outlets for Steve to chose from, when it got down to him researching ways to run Thor through, but instead of visiting the library and checking out one of Bram Stoker's famous novels, or simply Googling 'how to kill a vampire'; Steve decided to be difficult-he decided that he was going to seek out and beg for the assistance of Las Vegas' most well-known vampire-hunter\stage-magician...!

After class, that day, Steve arrived back home to a quiet house and found Natasha's purse on the counter. The super-soldier was careful not to make too much noise, as he rifled through the redhead's purse. He was looking for her keys, and as Steve searched the bag-and then, the entirety of the livingroom-the bronze-haired man heard whispers and zippers upstairs. Ew... Natasha was entertaining 'guests', again... Why did he have to have super-hearing!

Covering his ears, as he attempted to block out the loud, slurping sounds and muffled grunts coming from upstairs, Steve stumbled over a protrusion in the carpet.

Landing onto the floor with a BOOM! Steve thought for sure that he would be caught-but, as he laid there on the floor, he heard that the sounds upstairs had yet to stop; in fact, they intensified... wow, it was as if he didn't make a sound at all.

Whatever they were doing up there, they couldn't be bothered to stop!

Picking himself up, Steve ripped up the carpet to see what he tripped over-and lo and behold, it was the keys! Why were they there? The bed started creaking upstairs; Steve shuddered... never mind, he didn't want to know. He needed to get out of here.

Standing up, Steve bolted for the garage and jumped over the hood of the car; Dukes of Hazard-style. The car groaned and buckled under Steve's weight, but he ignored it, as he landed on the Driver's side and yanked the door open. Clambering inside, Steve slammed the door shut and settled into the carseat.

The first thing he noticed, was that the car was a tight fit-with a little adjusting, though, he was able to procure himself some wiggle-room-and the second thing, was that... well, shit, he didn't know how to drive a car; and Natasha just had to own a smart-hybrid car, too!

Staring at the new-fangled technology, Steve scratched his chin, before hitting a silver-button that sat in the spot of the ignition and read in big bright words, "START."

The engine purred, as it sprang to life. All the lights clicked on, at once; an obviously animatronic voice started talking about something called, 'On-Star' and GPS; jets of water and cleaning solution started spraying the windshield, before wipers started with a 'bzzz!' and began swiping it away. In short-it was all overwhelming to Steve.

The super-soldier sputtered, as he started pressing random buttons and flicking random switches. Amazingly, he shut off everything but the windshield wipers-they eventually went off, on their own-with his uneducated actions. Sighing, Steve looked around the car for something familiar... aha! There was the gear shift!

Grasping it, Steve carefully shifted the stick, until it rested in the 'D' slot. Taking a deep breath, Steve gripped the steeringwheel tightly in his hands, and gently applied his foot to the acceleration.

The car slowly started rolling forward; and startled by the movement, the super-soldier was quick to take his foot off the pedal. The car didn't stop rolling, and so Steve slammed his foot on the brake-right in time, too, because he almost crashed into the house!

"Okay, so the 'D' stands for drive. So I'm guessing the 'R' is for reverse, then?" Talking to himself, Steve tried to figure the car out.

Looking through the rear-view mirror, and then turning around, Steve looked at the garage door and frowned. He forgot to open it, shit... didn't Natasha have something in here to open it automatically? In fact, she did.

It was a tiny, black remote that had two red buttons on it, 'Up' and 'Down', and it was hidden away in the glove compartment. Poor Steve only found it, because he was trying to locate a User's Manual for On-Star; he was going to need Emergency Services, if driving a car was harder than it looked in the movies.

With the garage door opened, Steve put the car in Reverse and put his foot on the accelerator. Turning around, the super-soldier watched as the car drifted backwards until it rolled out onto the street-luckily, no one was driving behind him, or else there would have been an accident!

Carefully, Steve turned around and put the brakes on, before putting the car in Drive again, and turning the steeringwheel to the right until the wheels were facing the direction he wanted to go.

Praying that he wouldn't die in a firey-metal wreckage, Steve eased his foot down on the gas, once again, and kept his hands glued to the wheel. Fortunately, no small children or animals came scurrying in front of the car, and Steve was able to drive (albeit slowly) out of the neighborhood.

Hopefully, in a short time, he could get the hang of driving-because, there was no way he would survive on the open-road, if he didn't!