Pinky Promise

Chapter 11 (Revised 7-20-13)

I am going to start giving shout outs and dedication to my reviewers! So this chapter is dedicated to random-is-awesome! You've been a long time reader and you always review so here's a little tip of the hat to you!

Also, don't hate me for this chapter.

Eliza's P.O.V. ~A month later~

I looked out the window to the street and the people below. I sighed as I pressed my hands up to the glass and looked up at the sky. It had been over a month since Tony died and I was still depressed.

Everything had changed. I stayed up in tower all day by myself. Once in awhile Bruce would come up and check on me but besides that I just walked around like the living dead.

My life was dull and it wasn't complete without Tony by my side. I closed my eyes while leaning up to the glass and slid down to the ground. I opened my eyes when I heard the elevator dinged.

Steve walked in holding a box in his hands. I looked up and mouthed "Hi." Steve came to my side and helped me up. He took my hand and guided me to the sofa.

"Eliza. You look so sick." Steve said. "I feel sick, Steve." I said. "I brought over something for you." He said as he took the box from his side and opened it. My eyes lit up as I saw orange chicken and chow mien. I smiled as I quickly swiped the box from Steve's hands. He handed me a plastic fork as I chomped down every piece of chicken and every string of chow mien.

I put the box to the side as I patted my belly and laid back to the sofa. "Thank you Steve." I said smiling at him. He took hold of my hand. "Anything for you, Eliza."

Things with me and Steve were still awkward and odd. We never really did bring up the time he told me he loved me. Steve scooted in closer to me as he wraps my arms around me. I put my arms around his waist. I put my head down on Steve's shoulders. He rubbed my back. "Eliza. You deserve to be happy again." Steve says sitting me up. He wraps his arms around my neck. "Yes, yes I do." I sighed.

Our eyes meet each others. Our breath is both heavy. Steve leans in as our lips meet. He makes the kiss more intense. He lays me down on the couch as he is over me and keeps kissing me. I kiss him back, the rhythm of our lips matching perfectly.

He moves me so I am now straddling his legs and facing him. Outside it begins to rain, letting in a muffled glow of the cities light in.

Our lips still plastered together, I stop to take a breath and I start grabbing at his shirt and slide it over his head and off him.

I smile as I observe his toned 6-pack and run my fingers over it. He leans towards me and kisses my neck. I drag his fingers down his back loving the feeling of the sensation on my neck.

"You really know what you're doing huh, Steve?" I said. "Not really. I'm just copying what I see in the movies." he said. "Well keep doing it." I say.

Our lips meet again and this time Steve reaches down and tugs at my shirt. He then breaks the kiss and looks at me. "Eliza, I want to make sure you want this." He says. "I've wanted this for a long time." I say.

Steve's P.O.V.
I wake up with Eliza in my arms and glance at the window to see it's still night time. I run my fingers through her hair and she starts to wake up. "Steve." she says with a smile on her face. "Hello, beautiful." I say. She pets the side of my face and kisses my lips. "I really needed that, thank you." She says. "No, thank you for making my wildest fantasy come true." I reply.

"Should I feel guilty, Steve?" she asked. "Guilty? No. Tony's been gone for over a month. You deserve to get past your sadness and to go on with life." I say rubbing her face. "You're right, Steve. You are absolutely right." she says.

Tony's P.O.V.
~A week later~

I felt the wind on my skin. "Freedom." I say as I look up to the moon. I hadn't been outside in more than a month. I had finally escaped from Hammer's clenches. It took me a bit to come up with the plan but it was quite simple. While Hammer was sleeping and his minimum wage guards were smoking and playing poker in the other room I sneaked over and made a call to the NYPD. Let's just say Hammer is going to be locked up a lot longer.

It had turned out that Hammer was keeping me just on the outskirts of NYC and not some foreign country like what I had thought. I walked out to a nearby street and signaled a taxi. "Stark Tower and step on it." I was finally going home.

The taxi pulled up I paid him and ran inside. I hurried to the elevator and headed up to our floor. I headed to our bedroom and see Lizzie lying in our bed. I let out a quite laugh and a huge smile wipes across my face. I slide in next to her and kiss. "Mmhmm, Ste-TONY?!" she screams in horror. "You're...you're not dead?" she says. "No, Justin Hammer kidnapped me and edited the video you to make it seem like I died. I've been locked up in his warehouse the whole time!" I said.

"Tony." She stops to sigh but looks back up at me. " I was so beaten up and sad about your death. I literally sat in the tower all day hoping you would one day you would come back. Hours turned to days. And days turned to a month. I started to lose all my hope. And so about a week ago Steve came over and well...we slept together."

I freeze. "You slept with him?" I said shaking.

"Yes, but I did it because I wanted relief. I wanted to move on and not be plagued by depressing thoughts of you my whole life. I wanted to continue with my life. Plus we haven't done anything else since then...Tony, I thought you were dead. I had to watch you die. Do you know how that felt? I even contemplated killing myself." Eliza said.

I remained frozen and speechless. "I still love you, Tony. Please, forgive me." she pleaded as she started to cry. I sighed and ran my fingers through her hair. "Don't cry, Lizzie. It's ok. I forgive you. It may just take some time for me to shake off this feeling of sadness but I forgive you." I said.

"I love you Tony. It will never happen again, I pinky promise it."

I lean in and kiss her cheek. "I love you too, Eliza. I love you too."

A/N: Well I hope you enjoyed this chapter! Also I'm sorry about all the drama in this chapter. I just sort of figured Eliza and Steve had all this sexual tension between them.