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The Beach - Part 2
Chapter 21
The next day, everyone had slept in until noon and they were now having lunch on the beach. Steve prepared BLT's for everyone.
Surprisingly, Natasha was the last to awaken. She usually woke up not too long after Steve did. However, the previous night had been a long and vigorous one for her, so she needed the extra sleep. She silently stepped down on the sand in a tight surfer's shirt, and board shorts – short enough to show off her legs, yet long enough to cover many of her scars. Steve looked over at her and grinned. He had made some progress with her. She was actually showing off most of her legs now.
Natasha smirked. Noticing the way Steve was looking at her made her feel so special. He stared at her like she was flawless, like she was the most beautiful woman in the world. She grabbed one of the sandwiches he had made and she laid down on blanket Steve had spread out on the beach.
He sat down next to her as she ate. "So, you're gonna swim today?" He asked with a grin.
She smirked, "I'm thinking about it."
"Good. I'm glad you'll actually relax today."
"How can I not relax after last night?" she grinned mischievously.
Steve blushed, causing her to laugh. That laugh was enough to make him smile; he loved her laugh. Slowly he leaned over and touched his tender lips to her soft ones.
The moment was amazing - the ocean in front of them with its crashing waves, the seagulls calling out, the warm sand, and the hot sun beating down on them. Their tongues lingering inside each other's mouth for a brief moment. The amazing moment was broken when Tony ran over and tackled Steve, pushing him away from her. Her eyes widened when Steve pulled away so quickly.
Steve and Tony tumbled backwards and Tony landed on top of Steve, who growled as he shoved Tony off him. "Come on Captain Tight Ass; let's go play football. You guys can make out and have sex later!" He grinned jumping up and running away.
Natasha noticed Tony was breathing heavier with this type of rigorous activity (which wasn't actually all that rigorous), just more evidence to make her skeptical about his health.
Steve glared at him, "I'm sorry Natasha." He said then jumping up, and bolting after Tony for payback after that tackle.
Natasha smirked and shook her head, watching as Steve took Tony to the ground. They tumbled and she heard Tony squeal then heard the other men laugh.
The girls slowly walked over to Natasha, "Hey, we're going to the pool. You coming?" Jane asked with a smile.
Natasha shrugged, "Sure, it's better than watching these buffoons play football." She smirked and got up slowly following them.
They all stepped into a small pool Tony created. It was round and big enough to hold 15 people. The whole pool was about nine feet deep and had seats mounted against the outer wall, to give pool users a place to sit and relax. The girls sat down so half of their torsos were out of the water.
Pepper smiled, "I was sad when this house got destroyed. But then Tony built it ten times better," she smirked leaning back comfortably.
Bobbi smiled, "As annoying as Tony can be, I must say that his being ultra-rich and having awesome stuff is pretty great."
Natasha nodded, "He's a pain in the ass, but being friends with him does have its perks." She admitted with a half-smile as she soaked in the cool water with the hot sun baring down on her.
Pepper sighed, "He's not that bad."
Natasha snorted, "Ha! Not that bad? He thought it was a good idea to tackle a super soldier and thumb wrestle a guy with a metal arm."
Pepper sighed, "Well … I don't know what to say; he's pretty bad," Pepper admitted solemnly, hesitating to admit she was in love with a whack-o.
"Hey let's stop talking about Tony! He's an open book; we all know that! Let's talk about Steve and Natasha," Skye grinned.
Natasha shot a small glare at her and Skye giggled. "Yeah, let's talk about Steve and Natasha," Darcy said, finally finishing her sandwich.
Natasha groaned, "I hate all of you; you know that right?"
"We know," Jane smiled.
"So are you guys gonna take the next big step?" Pepper asked Natasha excitedly.
"You're gonna have to elaborate on what exactly the 'next big step' is." Natasha said, leaning her head back and closing her eyes.
"A baby, kids, family, the white picket fence. I mean, I know it's practically impossible for you to have kids and all. But still, are you guys gonna try, or adopt maybe?" Pepper asked. Everyone leaned in intently awaiting her answer.
Natasha shrugged, "I don't know. It's practically impossible so why bother. But Steve does want kids." She explained vaguely.
"Have you at least tried?" Darcy asked.
"It's possible," Natasha said slyly.
They grinned, "Oh my god!" Pepper said excitedly, "My vote is for girl!"
Natasha looked up at them. and raised an eyebrow, "It doesn't even exist you morons!"
"I know but still, it's just so exciting! I can already see a little spy girl running around the tower!" Pepper grinned.
Natasha sighed, "It doesn't exist! So stop imagining!"
"Come on. You can't tell me that you aren't the least bit excited that you could possibly be pregnant with Captain America's child!" Darcy blurted out.
Natasha shrugged. "If it happens, it happens."
"I know, but how can you not be exc…" Pepper was cut off.
Tony came running over and jumped into the pool, making a massive splash and soaking the women.
"Stark!" Natasha glared and pulled him up onto the seat of the pool about the hit him. Although Natasha was about to hit him for getting everyone wet, she was silently thanking him for interrupting the conversation that she did not want to continue.
"Wait!" Tony squeaked before she could throw a punch. He threw his hands up in surrender. "I just wanted to tell you that I had a really great idea," he announced nervously.
"I'm listening…" Natasha glared. The women looked at him angrily because they were now soaking wet, but they listened and let Natasha take care of it, as she always did.
"So after Spangles tackled me I started wondering who the best Avenger was. And that's when I got the idea! What do you think about an Avengers Olympics, to crown one of us the King of the Avengers!?" Tony said excitedly, his brown eyes wide and filled with excitement.
Natasha looked skeptical at first. "That is the… best idea you've ever had," she grinned.
The girls went wide eyed. "No! One of you is gonna get seriously hurt!" Jane said worriedly.
"Nope! Red agrees with me! The Avengers Olympics must begin!" Tony announced and Natasha let go off him. He hopped out of the water and quickly ran off. Natasha quickly trailed behind him. The girls watched with worried eyes and got up to follow.
"Guys this is a bad idea! One of you is gonna get hurt!" Pepper yelled as she and the girls followed Tony and Natasha quickly.
"Come on where's your sense of adventure!? You don't have to participate! Just watch and support your partner!" Tony yelled back to them.
"Yeah! Come on don't you want to see your partner be declared King of the Avengers!?" Natasha grinned.
"I don't know girls. This might actually be pretty cool," Darcy smiled.
"You're joking right!? Someone's going to get hurt bad, or worse," Skye said worriedly.
"No! Think about it! It's going to be great! We can finally stop arguing about whose best!" Natasha said.
"That would actually be nice. We wouldn't have to listen to them arguing about this same thing over and over," Bobbi said.
"Yeah she's right," Jane agreed
"Not you guys too!" Pepper said.
"I think they might be right," Skye admitted, hesitantly.
"Ha! We win!" Tony grinned and ran off back to the beach.
Pepper groaned and trailed behind Natasha, and the others.
At the beach, Tony, Natasha, and the girls arrived. Natasha stood next to Steve and he kissed her head quietly. "I figured you would agree to the Avengers Olympics," he smirked.
"Competition is kinda my thing," she grinned confidently.
Steve rolled his eyes, "I hadn't noticed," he smiled and then waited.
The Avenger's lined up Steve, Bucky, Thor, Tony, Clint, and Natasha stood in that order. They were ready to fight. Bruce and Sam walked in front of them, and the partners of the Avenger's stood behind and watched worriedly. "Sam and I will be the judges. The prize for winning the Avengers Olympics is to be crowned King or Queen of the Avengers plus the largest steak we have at dinner tonight," Bruce explained.
They all nodded and Bruce continued, "You will each be provided with your favorite weapon. Tony, you will be supplied with your Iron Man suit, Steve you will get your shield, Natasha you may have dull knives and the widow bites of your choice, Thor may have Mjolnir, Clint you get your bow and your choice of arrows, and Bucky you may have your metal arm only." Bruce announced as an Iron Man Suit flew over holding everything that was needed, except Mjolnir.
The Iron Man Suit clasped onto Tony, Thor lifted his hand and Mjolnir flew into it, Natasha placed on her widow bites, Steve grabbed his shield and put it on his arm, and Clint wrapped his quiver around his back and opened up his bow, Bucky simply stood there waiting for names to be called.
Bruce watched them all. "Natasha and Clint, you will fight first," Bruce said quietly.
Natasha and Clint stepped forward and walked a little farther away so they wouldn't hurt anyone while they fought. Steve watched worriedly. He knew Natasha could easily protect herself, and that she was an amazing fighter. But he still worried; he always worried. Natasha grinned, popped her knuckles then turned on her widow bites. Clint gulped and drew one of his stun arrows and placed it against the string of his bow. "Ready. Set. Go," Bruce said and he backed away.
(Song suggestion (Any of them could work. 5FDP has a lot of cussing. 99 problems just says bitch a lot and I think Bartholomew is clean… I think.): Mamma said knock you out. By: Five Finger Death Punch. Bartholomew. By: The Silent Comedy. 99 problems. By: Hugo)
Natasha ran towards Clint and acted as if she was going to knee him in the stomach. When he went to block her, he dropped his arrow and bow, and put his arm down to block her attack. But instead, she grabbed his arm and twisted it, pulling the elbow out of its socket. He yelled in pain and went to kick her, but instead she leapt over his leg kicking him once on each side of his face with great force causing his hearing aids to fall out. He groaned, now unable to hear anything. His senses were now impaired. He went to kick her again and she jumped onto his leg and leapt off, landing behind him where she held a knife to his neck. From behind, Natasha could see that Clint's hearing aids were gone and she knew then that she had the upper hand, not only because she couldn't hear her approach, but especially because she knew that not being able to hear anything completely freaked him out.
Clint glanced back and everyone watched intently to see what would happen next. Bobbi looked extremely worried. Clint used his good arm to elbow Natasha in her side. She growled and took the knife sending it towards his chest. Clint dodged and she nicked his arm with the dull blade of the knife. He attempted to pull out an arrow from its quiver but broke it in half trying to use it against her. Natasha quickly kicked him in the stomach and knocked him backwards. He dropped the arrow he had just removed from the quiver and ran towards Natasha.
Natasha grinned. She had him right where she wanted him. Natasha quickly hit him in the solar plexus in the middle of his chest. He gasped for air and she grabbed him by his neck and put him in a sleeper hold. Clint went limp and was out cold. She stood up and grinned. Natasha slowly strutted over to the line and took her original position.
Bobbi ran over yelling, "Clint!" as she knelt down next to his battered body.
Clint weakly opened his eyes and grabbed his ears, searching for his hearing aids. He had to get them back in; he hated feeling so defenseless. His deafness had always made him feel helpless. Clint knew Natasha didn't mean to knock them out, she would never do that to him on purpose. He also knew that Natasha knew how sensitive he was about his deafness. But they fell out and Natasha took advantage of his weakness, which he respected, because he would have done the same.
Bobbi got up and found his hearing aids and brought them to Clint. After weakly placing his hearing aids in he looked at Bobbi. "I need some ice," he managed to groan out. He now knew he would have to get new hearing aids because this pair no longer fit his ears perfectly, besides the fact they were all sandy now. He felt that they were loose and no longer felt right, which angered him.
Bobbi slowly got up and Clint used her to steady himself as he got up off the ground. Bruce walked over and grabbed Clint's dislocated arm and popped the elbow back into place. Clint yelled out in pain, but once back in place, it felt instantly better. Bobbi sat Clint down and took a seat next to him. She quietly rubbed his back soothingly, but lightly, because of how much pain he was in. He looked down in embarrassment that he had just been beaten by a girl (even though that girl knew every fighting style in existence, and she was trained to adapt to and master all weaponry, as well as being a master spy and assassin).
Natasha smiled in victory and Steve grinned and looked at Natasha's content face. He knew she would win, but still he felt a sense of pride that his wife beat up Hawkeye. Natasha looked back at Clint, "Sorry Clint." She apologized for the hearing aids being knocked out of his ears. She honestly felt bad about that. Everyone knew about Clint's deafness, but no one dared to ask. Only Natasha knew what really happened.
"It's alright," Clint mumbled, his head was now throbbing and he had red marks on each side of his face from Natasha's feet.
Steve, Thor, Natasha, Tony, and Bucky were left. Bruce looked at the remaining members of the team and looked at Sam. Sam leaned into Bruce's ear and whispered. Bruce nodded and looked at them, "Thor and Tony please step forward," Bruce said quietly.
Thor stepped forward and walked to the blood spots where Clint and Natasha had fought. Tony placed his iron man helmet on and walked towards Thor. Jane and Pepper watched nervously, "Be careful Tony!" Pepper yelled.
Tony smiled, though it wasn't visible through his helmet, "Don't worry! I'm gonna win, easy!"
Thor smirked, "Do not be so sure of yourself Lord Stark."
"Ready. Set. Go," Bruce said and he backed away from the fighting duo.
Tony lifted his hand about to shoot Thor when Thor advanced towards him landed an upper-cut on Tony's chin with Mjolnir. Tony's helmet flew off. Everyone, including Tony, went wide eyed, that is, everyone except for Thor, who know that Mjolnir was stronger than any suit Tony had created. Thor simply grinned and sent Mjolnir hurdling at Tony's head. Tony fell, laying on the sand with his mouth open, blood spilling from his mouth and lips.
Pepper ran over, "Oh my god, Tony!" She cried, kneeling at his side.
Tony groaned, "I should have won…," he moaned. Natasha snorted. She knew from the start that Tony didn't stand a chance against Thor.
Pepper examined Tony "JARVIS please get the Iron Man Suit off of him and use it to drag him next to Clint," Pepper ordered.
JARVIS did as ordered. The suit removed itself and then dragged Tony's weakened body next to Clint. Bruce walked over and knelt down next to Tony. He quietly examined Tony and looked up with a smirk. His expression quickly turned to concern when he noticed that the bags under Tony's eyes have gotten larger. Only he, Tony, and a special team of doctors knew why. "Concussion, a broken nose, and cracked jaw. Could be more." Bruce explained, as he grabbed a beach umbrella, opened it up, and placed it next to Tony, to prevent the light from reaching Tony's eyes, since light is bad for a concussion. Bruce didn't bother asking anyone to take Tony inside. "JARVIS scan his heart rate," Bruce ordered.
Natasha watched skeptically, she knew something had to be wrong with Tony and she knew it was definitely heart related. She had figured that out but she just hadn't been able to find out exactly what was wrong with his heart yet. "Of course sir," JARVIS responded, then showed Bruce the stats on the helmet of the Iron Man suit. Bruce nodded and yelled for someone to bring cold water. Steve ran to the house and grabbed a pitcher of cold water. He returned to the beach and handed the water to Bruce who poured some of the water on Tony to cool him down.
Pepper was still kneeling next to Tony, stroking his wet black hair. Tony was still passed out.
Darcy, however, was thrilled by all the excitement. She smiled and said, "This is the coolest thing ever! It's like MMA on steroids!" She grinned.
Bobbi and Pepper glared at Darcy. Darcy slowly backed up to stand behind Jane. Thor raised his arms cockily in the air and Mjolnir flew to him. He slowly walked over to Jane and gave her a victory kiss and said, "I have beaten the great Iron Man." He grinned and moved back into the line of fighters.
Bruce sighed, "Are you sure we should continue…? I'm afraid you all are going to get very hurt," Bruce asked worriedly.
Sam nodded in agreement, "Yeah, you guys are gonna get seriously hurt, like Tony," he warned.
"No! We have to finish this! A little pain in the head can't stop us!" Natasha said. She desperately wanted to see who would win. Natasha was extremely competitive, and everyone knew it. But when it came to seeing who the best Avenger of all was, she went into overdrive with competitiveness.
Bruce sighed, "Who else wants to continue?"
Every Avenger left raised their hand. Bruce sighed and nodded. He looked at Steve, Natasha, Thor, and Bucky. They were left. He shook his head and looked at Sam. Sam nodded although he didn't seem sure they should continue. Bruce nodded back, "Steve and Bucky. Step forward."
"Sorry Buck," Steve said walking forward to where the others had fought.
"Oh please! I'm gonna whip your ass!" Bucky said confidently.
Steve smirked, "Don't count on it."
Natasha watched nervously. She knew Bucky and Steve were pretty evenly matched, but she had the utmost confidence in Steve.
Everyone watched closely as Bruce began to speak. "Ready. Set. Go," Bruce announced, backing away.
Bucky threw the first punch and Steve blocked it with his shield. Bucky sent a roundhouse kick at Steve's head but Steve dodged it and grabbed Bucky's leg and kicked his other leg out from under him. Bucky fell to the ground and Steve took his shield and pounded on Bucky, trying to keep him down. Bucky managed to stand and Steve watched closely as Bucky sent a combination of roundhouse kicks, drop kicks, and multiple types of punches towards Steve, who somehow blocked each move.
Bucky didn't get discouraged. He punched and kicked furiously. Finally, Bucky went to grab Steve, in order to try to plant his knee in Steve's groin. But when he got close enough, Steve used his shield to hit Bucky in the head, hard. Bucky stood for a moment, disoriented and trying to regain his thoughts. Steve grabbed Bucky's arm and twisted it behind his back, pushing up, threatening to break Bucky's real arm.
Bucky began to desperately elbow Steve in the kidney with his metal arm trying to break free of Steve's grip. When that didn't work, Steve grabbed Bucky and wrapped his arm around Bucky's neck, pulling both of them aggressively to the ground. He lay on the ground, straddled with Bucky on top of him, still struggling to break free from the sleeper hold. Steve began to pull back, making it harder for Bucky to breath. Bucky gasped for breath, now beginning to turn red from lack of oxygen. Steve didn't want to really hurt Bucky but he really wanted to win the fight.
He lifted his free arm and hit Bucky's head hard. Bucky was out cold. The lack of oxygen caused Bucky to weaken. Combined that with a hit to the head, it would have knocked anyone out. Steve let go and slowly stood up breathing heavily from the struggle with Bucky, an evenly matched opponent.
Natasha grinned as Skye ran over to Bucky's side. Steve picked Bucky up and carried him to the other defeated contestants and laid him next to Tony, who was still out cold and Clint, who was still in too much pain to speak. Steve took his place in the contestant line next to Natasha and leaned down and kissed her. She grinned against his kiss.
Bruce looked at the three remaining contestants. Steve, Natasha, and Thor were all that remained in the Avengers Olympics. "Are you sure you want to continue?" Bruce asked while examining Bucky.
Steve shrugged, but Thor and Natasha nodded confidently.
The women in the background looked at the injured Avengers wide eyed. "I think you guys should stop," Jane said nervously.
"Are you kidding!? This is awesome!" Darcy grinned; she had been videotaping the whole thing.
Every women, except Natasha, glared at Darcy. "I vote they continue," Darcy exclaimed.
"We are gonna finish this, whether you guys like it or not," Natasha announced forcefully.
They sighed and watched intently as Bruce looked at the remaining three. He didn't want to choose this match, because Steve just fought and needed time to rest. But Thor was a god and Natasha was a mortal, who just so happened to be an amazing fighter, assassin, and spy. "Thor and Natasha, please step forward," Bruce called nervously.
The group of girls behind the Avengers gasped. Steve looked at Bruce nervously. Bruce gave him an 'I'm sorry' face and Natasha and Thor walked over to the fighting spot. Natasha wasn't going to lie to herself, she didn't think she could win against the god. But she had to stay cool and collected if she was going to have any chance of winning this fight. Steve watched with worried eyes as Bruce spoke, "Ready. Set. Go," Bruce said and stepped back.
Thor dropped his hammer, opting for hand-to-hand combat against his mortal opponent to make it a more fair fight.
Natasha smirked, "Wrong move." She said, cockily dashing over to him with lightning speed, leaping onto Thor and wrapping her legs around his neck, strangling him while she hung upside-down placing her widow bits into his kidneys, electrocuting him. Thor shook violently but recovered. Natasha quickly moved her left leg under his armpit and used his body to pull herself up. She spun around and sat on Thor's shoulders. He struggled to knock her off. Everyone (except Tony who was still out cold) watched intently as Natasha was actually beating Thor.
Natasha suddenly remembered that Darcy told her when she tazed Thor, he went out cold. Natasha smirked and turned up her widow bites all the way. She placed both hands on his neck and let her widow bites do their work. Thor began to shake violently, then he dropped.
Natasha leapt off of his shoulders and landed perfectly on the sand with her legs spread apart and one hand on the ground for balance. She slowly stood up and looked down at Thor, who had joined the "out cold" defeated Avengers. Natasha quietly walked back to the line.
Jane ran over and looked at Thor worriedly. He groaned and his head flopped to the side. "It is like Lady Darcy and the tazer all over again." He moaned painfully, just before he passed out again.
Natasha grinned and Steve looked at her with amazement. "You just beat an Asgardian warrior…"
She smirked, "Cool right! It's ironic that the thunder and lightning god passes out from an electrical shock," Natasha giggled with a grin. She pulled Steve down towards her and kissed him.
Steve grinned and pulled away, "Looks like we're the finalists."
"Yep…" She grinned and announced, "I'm going to win."
"You're probably right."
"Are you sure you want to continue?" Bruce asked after examining Thor.
Natasha nodded confidently. Bruce sighed. And looked at the others behind the couple. "I'm betting on Natasha," Clint announced as he held an ice bag to his head.
Darcy smirked, "I'll give Cap the benefit of the doubt. Who else it taking bets?"
Jane looked at the two, "I vote Natasha."
"Same," Bobbi, and Pepper said simultaneously
Skye looked conflicted, "Sorry Steve. But she just took down a god. I vote Natasha."
Steve shrugged, "He's not a god, but whatever."
Thor had woken up so he frowned but didn't bother trying to change Steve's mind.
Sam smirked, "I'll stick by you man."
Steve smiled and looked back at Bucky and Thor who were both now awake. "I shall stay by your side at any other moment. But after what Lady Natasha has just done to me, I'm afraid I must agree with the majority," Thor said to Steve.
Steve shrugged and Natasha grinned in victory. Bucky smiled, "I'm siding with Steve."
"Three is better than nothing," Steve smirked and walked to the place where everyone had fought.
Natasha stepped in front of Steve and smiled, "I'm sorry."
"For what. You haven't done anything yet," he grinned.
"Ready. Set. Go," Bruce announced.
Steve gripped his shield tight. He would use a defensive tactic that would tire Natasha out and then use her fatigue to his advantage. She bolted towards him, about to kick him. He put his shield up but she faked it and slid under his legs grabbing his leg as she slid, knocking him down. Steve slowly got up and looked at her, ready for another thumping. Natasha grinned and turned her widow bites down a little lower and ran toward Steve. He held up his shield again to block the oncoming attack but she jumped up and jumped off the top rim of his shield, landing behind him and placing her widow bites on the base of his neck and proceeded to electrocute him. Steve began to shake, just like Thor did, and he fell to his knees and looked up at his wife who had just taken him down within a matter of minutes. She smirked leaned down and kissed his head.
"I said sorry for a reason," she grinned.
Steve gulped and closed his eyes bracing for attack. He knew there was no point in trying, because she would only take him down harder the next time if he did.
"Steve I really love you; I hope you know that," she said sympathetically, feeling horrible about what she was going to do.
Steve nodded and closed his eyes tighter and waited. She grabbed his shield and knocked him in the head. He fell to the ground with a loud thump and groaned in pain. Everyone stood watching, wide eyed. Natasha had just beaten Hawkeye, Thor, than Captain America. Beating Hawkeye was extremely impressive by itself, but then beating a god, and a super soldier – that was beyond impressive. Although she knew Steve was using only a defensive posture with no offense, she still beat Captain America in a fight.
Sam and Bruce walked over and both grabbed one of her wrists and lifted her arms in the air victoriously. "Natasha Romanoff – The Queen of the Avengers," Bruce proclaimed.
Natasha grinned cockily and nodded. She leaned down and helped Steve to his feet, kissing him on the cheek in the process. Steve smiled, "I love you," he said letting his forehead lean against hers.
"I guess I love you too," she smirked, then leaning up and kissed him again. But she quickly pulled away toying with him, "Now go cook those steaks," she grinned, slapping his butt.
Steve went white after she slapped his butt because it embarrassed him; he heard everyone chuckling. He let out a sigh and nodded, walking over to the grill and cooler and began to light the grill. "Clint, can I have that ice pack?" Steve asked, his head throbbing from the beating he took from his wife, using his own shield against him.
Clint nodded and threw him the ice pack. Steve placed it on his head and began to cook.
Natasha sat down and watched Steve as he flipped the steaks with one hand while using his other hand to hold the ice pack to his head. She smiled and observed everything. Her husband cooking, Tony peacefully sleeping inside his iron man suit, which Jarvis had placed on him to block out light. The women and their partners were talking and laughing and Bruce was sitting alone, reading a book with a bit of a depressed face. She knew something happened between him and Betty, she just didn't know what, but she would figure it out eventually. Just like she would figure out what was wrong with Tony. It was just a matter of having time to snoop.
"You're adorable when you're being your big Chef Soldier self." Natasha smirked as she watched Steve's muscles flex with each movement over the grill. He was only in his swim trunks, so she was enjoying the view of his stunning abdominals, pecks, biceps, and triceps. She loved watching him cook, especially when he wasn't wearing a shirt.
He smiled and shook his head, "Good to know you approve."
"I can tell you I certainly approve of the view. You've got a great ass."
He blushed. Even though Natasha was his wife, the little things like that made him get all stupid and embarrassed. He smiled a bit, "Well thank you Mrs. Rogers, but I must say the same to you."
She grinned, "Good to know."
Steve quietly lifted the largest steak off the hot grill and put it on a plate. He looked back at Natasha and smiled, "Order up," he grinned.
She smiled and took the plate and began to cut her large steak. Steve placed the other steaks on the stainless steel steak plates and handed them out. Everyone but Tony, who was out like a light, began to eat silently until Clint broke the silence of the serene environment, "I can't believe we got beat by a girl," he mumbled then stuffed a piece of steak in his mouth.
"In your defense, that 'girl' has mastered every fighting technique, she was trained to adapt to any type of weapon, she is a master assassin, and one of the best spies in the world," Bruce said calmly.
Natasha grinned and nodded, "I thought it would be harder to win; I was wrong," she said cockily.
Steve smirked, "Gosh I love you," he said leaning over and planting a quick kiss on her lips.
She gave him a half smile and looked over at Tony, who was still passed out in his Iron Man suit, minus the helmet, with an umbrella shielding his damaged head from the bright hot rays from sun.
"Is he gonna be ok?" Natasha asked, still looking at the massive bruise now developing on Tony's jaw, cheek, and forehead from where Mjolnir hit him.
Everyone looked at Tony worriedly, especially Bruce. "He should be fine. It's just a major concussion, cracked skull and jaw, a few missing teeth, and bruising. But I'll be able to fix all that and medicate him." Bruce stated calmly, but his facial expression betrayed his calm words.
They all looked at Tony. Natasha simply smirked, "Thor, I must say you live up to the name Point Break," she said.
Thor smiled and nodded with a mouthful of meat. Clint sighed, "Natasha I feel like you broke my arm," he complained.
"Don't be such a baby," Natasha replied with a smirk.
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Tony had finally awoke and now everyone but Thor and Clint sat in the main living area of Tony's beach house, laughing and talking. Thor had gone to go get drinks and Clint gone to do whatever Clint does. The joyfulness and peace was interrupted by Thor's thundering and furious voice. "LADY BARBARA!" Thor bellowed and everyone went wide eyed. Thor may be loud but he was generally so calm, kind, and gentle. Natasha had to stifle a laugh because of the way Thor pronounced Barbara because of his accent.
Bobbi looked terrified that Thor was angry with her. As Thor stomped in, "What is the meaning of this?" he yelled furiously.
"What?" Bobbi said timidly.
Thor holds up Mjolnir and it has a specific male organ drawn on its side in sharpy and Clint's signature. Everyone had to hold in their laughs, considering how angry Thor was. Bobbi sighed and shut her eyes and shook her head.
"Where. Is. He?" Thor snarled.
"I don't know. I'll help you find him," she said politely, then got up and walked out with Thor.
That's when everyone burst out laughing. About a half an hour later, the group heard a distinct scream coming from the beach. While it was definitely coming from Clint, it had a "scream like a little girl" quality to the sound as well. They all ran over to the widow just in time to see Thor in the distance pulling Clint out from under sand. Thor slung Clint over his shoulder, and the look of determination on Thor's face frightened everyone, but they all laughed anyway, especially because of a very annoyed Bobbi walking behind them rubbing her temple and the girlish screams coming from Clint.
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Steve was spending some time in the gym of Tony's beach house. He was intently wailing away at the punching bag. He had been in the gym for an hour, hiding from Clint who had proclaimed he would prank everyone by the end of the day. He had already gotten Thor, and just an hour ago, Clint struck against Tony by somehow getting a noose around the neck of Tony's Iron Man suit. Clint hung it from the ceiling and took a picture of it and posted it on every social media app he could find, thus sparking wide spread panic that Iron Man was dead – committed suicide. Tony put it all the panic to rest by posting a video explaining what his immature friend had done.
After Tony's prank, Clint promised Bruce he wouldn't prank him, for reasons everyone understood. But Clint explained that left the super soldier and the world's best spy and assassin. Clint then went on to explain that he was scared of Natasha so the chances of him pranking her were slim to none. Leaving the super soldier ... Steve did not want to be a victim.
Quickly, he threw a combination of punches, sending the punching bag flying across the room. Pleased with his one hour work out, Steve decided it was time to stop and hit the showers. If only he knew what would come next.
Quietly, he walked into the locker room, grabbing a towel and opening his locker he pulled out fresh, clean clothes. After that, he walked to the shower and draped his clothes and towel on the rack outside the shower door. He got into the shower and stripped down behind the dark shower doors. He then turned on the shower light and then threw his dirty clothes out onto the floor next to the shower.
Silently, he turned on the shower, feeling the cool water hit his hot and sweaty body. Steve grabbed the shampoo and after pouring some into his hand, he began to lather the thick liquid blue substance into hair and scrubbed it through his hair and scalp. While running his fingers through his now light brown hair, he heard Clint yell, "Hey Cap is that you?"
"Yeah what's up!?" Steve yelled back awkwardly. He found it weird to talk to someone while he was in the shower. He would talk with Natasha while in the shower; hell, he remembered showering with Natasha, and it was romantic and enjoyable. But talking to anyone else while he was in the shower was just weird.
"Do you know where Natasha's knives are?"
"Prank?"
"Yeah, so where are they?"
"I'm not telling you."
"What!? Why!?" Clint asked with irritation.
"Because she is my wife. I'm not helping you prank my wife," Steve responded. "Now stop talking to me; I'm trying to shower," Steve growled.
He heard Clint grumble something and heard scuffling around until finally he heard a door shut. Steve sighed and began to wash out his hair. Once he finished his hair, he grabbed the bar of soap. Steve still used bar soap because he refused to use the liquid soap that Tony bought. Once he finished scrubbing himself down, he washed off and finished his shower. He quietly shut the water off. Cracking the shower door open just enough for his arm to fit through, he reached out and patted against the door searching for his towel.
"No…" He muttered, then he peeked his head out of the door. His dirty clothes, gone; towel, gone; clean clothes, gone. "Dammit," he groaned, closing his eyes. "What am I gonna do!?" He asked himself.
Looking around the locker room desperately for something he could use for a towel. Nothing, all clothes gone … except … a pair of Natasha's underwear, just sitting on top of the short lockers like nothing happened, except they were obviously placed there on purpose, considering they weren't there before.
There they were, all the way at the end of the locker room. He let out a frustrated sigh and closed the shower door. Leaning against the cold wet shower wall, he tried to figure out his plan of action. Surely everyone would be out and about, so if he made a run for it he would definitely be seen. Streaking was option one.
He could also sprint across the locker room, and try to fit in his wife's underwear, but they probably wouldn't fit considering how big he was compared to her, and it also looked like a thong, so the fact that it was women's underwear, probably from that store he refused to go into with Natasha. It was just too weird for him. Plus, with everyone out and about, he didn't want to be seen wearing ladies underwear. Option two - wearing his wife's underwear.
He could wait for someone to come in and plead with them to get Natasha to get his clothes from their guest room. Waiting for help was option three.
Option one would be extremely embarrassing, option two may not work and could be extremely embarrassing, and option three could take hours and would also be extremely embarrassing … Option three is out, he couldn't wait that long, he was starting to get cold. He cracked the door open again and looked at Natasha's underwear. Way too small. Option two is out … leaving only option one.
Steve gulped, "God help me please," he whispered then cautiously stepped out of the shower. He made a run for it. Running through the gym, his hands doing their best to cover himself.
After running out of the gym he was in the hallway, he sprinted down the hallway only to see Bruce spit out his drink and yell, "What the fuck!?" Which was odd, since Bruce rarely used such language. Thor who was next to him watching in horror as Steve ran.
"By Odin," Thor said shocked.
"This is such a nightmare!" Steve thought as he continued down the hallway only to see Tony and Clint. Clint busted out laughing and Tony, who was holding an ice pack on the side of his face. Tony covered his eyes and yelled, "Jesus Christ!"
As Steve ran into the living room he heard Natasha's voice, "Oh Jesus, Steve." She said seeing how horrified he looked, all the girls were with her, just staring at Steve, with wide eyes, as he ran.
"Damn Natasha your husband has a huge d…" Darcy was cut off by Natasha's hand.
"Don't finish that sentence," Steve heard Natasha say, as he turned the corner and finally made it to his room.
He slammed the door shut and ran for the closet where he grabbed his clothes. Then, the door opened slowly and closed again. His red headed wife stood in front of the closed door shaking her head laughing.
"Clint?" She asked.
Steve nodded as he hurriedly pulled up his boxers, then a pair of jeans and he placed a belt in his loops of the jeans, then buckled the belt. He grabbed his white Under Armour t-shirt and pulled it over his head. He grabbed a comb and combed through his hair, careful to part it perfectly. He let out a huff and leaned against the wall letting out a deep stressed sigh. "Stop laughing."
Natasha tried to stop laughing, but couldn't. "Clint said you put them all to shame with masculinity and size, so there's a plus I guess." She said with a chuckle as she walked over to him and leaned against the wall next to him. "And Bucky and Sam didn't see you!"
"I didn't want to know that," Steve mumbled blushing horribly, not really caring that two of his friends had failed to see him streaking through the beach house.
"And Darcy now thinks you're beyond perfect," Natasha chuckled, "But I've always thought that, so..." She said then getting on her tip toes she kissed his cheek.
He smiled, "Do I have to go back out there?" he asked.
"Yes, but everyone already knows Clint did it. And don't worry. I already got him back for what he did to Thor, this just adds to the payback."
"What'd you do?"
"Itching powder, and long lasting glue on his bow and arrows," She responded with a chuckle.
Steve chuckled, "You are so mischievous," he stated the obvious.
"Just figuring that out?" Natasha smirked then kissed his cheek again, "Come on, let's get back out there."
Steve sighed and nodded following her out. "You know the only thing Clint left me with was your underwear."
"Hey at least he gave you another option."
"You really think I could fit in them?" He asked as they stepped out of the room.
Natasha laughed and slapped his butt, "No but it would have been hilarious."
Steve blushed and sighed, "I'm never gonna hear the end of this am I?" He asked, dreading the walk back into the living room. He had no desire to face everyone he had just streaked in front of.
"Probably not."
They walked into the room and everyone burst into laughter. And Steve blushed harder than thought possible. "So Natasha I gotta ask!" Darcy started and then continued as the laughter died down "How is he in bed? Because wow!" Darcy said using hand gestures to point at Steve.
Steve stayed red and shut his eyes tight. Natasha chuckled "Better than any of you would expect."
"Why would you answer that!?" Steve yelled which caused Natasha to shrug.
Tony smirked "Alright Capsical. Next question. Since Red is a former ballerina, a gymnast, a master spy and assassin who is super flexible and strong. How is she in bed?" He asked.
Steve turned even redder. "Oh wait. You have no experience with any other women. I can't ask you. Fuck." Tony grumbled and then went wide eyed "Clint answer the question." He said, since Clint and Natasha were once friends with benefits…
"Oh dude she's dynamite. I don't think she was even going full on. I didn't know it before but now I feel like she was faking orgasms a lot actually, just to win my trust and get some advantage over me. Since you know… She didn't actually love me…" He said quietly.
Bobbi chuckled at the awkwardness at the end of Clint's sentence.
Natasha smirked "It's true. It's pretty easy actually." Natasha admitted with shrug.
Steve kept his eyes shut tight hoping this conversation was all a dream. "Well what about with Steve? You fake with him?" Bobbi asked.
"Cant. Love him too much to lie to him, and just can't, he makes it impossible. I kinda just let all guard down and let what happens happen." Natasha stated passively.
That made Steve feel a bit better. He opened his eyes and wrapped his arm around Natasha and smiled. "Good to know." He stated with a smile and then planting a kiss on the top of her head.
"God you guys are so perfect together." Jane stated with a grin.
The rest of the group nodded in agreement with wide smiles looking at an embarrassed Steve and amused Natasha.
….
That night Natasha and Steve were lying in bed quietly and peacefully. Natasha had dropped the subject of Steve streaking, since Steve was so embarrassed about it – though Clint only actually got to prank Steve, Tony, and Thor, but Steve's prank was the most embarrassing of the three. Steve looked over at her from his side of the bed; she was reading silently. But she sensed his eyes watching her. She slowly put the book down and looked over at him.
"What?" She asked.
"Were you going easy on me?" He asked looking in deep thought.
She sighed, "Don't worry; you're not losing your touch."
"That doesn't answer my question."
"Of course I wasn't. I have to fight my hardest if I want to win a fight with a super soldier," she grinned.
(Song suggestion: Baby, Now that I've found you. By: Allison Krauss)
Steve cracked a smile, "Promise?"
"Promise." She smiled.
Steve nodded, "Thanks for answering."
Natasha nodded and picked up her book. She only got to read five words before Steve asked another question. "Do you think we'll have a baby?" Steve asked quietly.
Natasha sighed and slowly laid her book back down on her lap, "That is very off topic compared to what we were just talking about," Natasha said quietly.
"Just answer."
"I don't know. You know it's practically impossible. Don't get your hopes up." Natasha said solemnly.
Steve nodded, "Practically impossible. Not completely impossible."
Natasha rolled her eyes, "It amazes me at how hopeful and positive you can be."
Steve grinned, "One of my many skills," he said quoting his wife.
She smiled, "If it's meant to happen then it will happen."
Steve nodded, "What do you think it'll look like?"
Natasha smiled, "Hopefully like you."
"Why hopefully. You're the most beautiful woman in the world. If our baby was to look like you, it would be perfect," he grinned.
"I just wanna see a mini you running around," she grinned imagining a five year old that looked like Steve in a Captain America Halloween costume.
"I don't know. A little Black Widow would be pretty adorable," Steve grinned.
Natasha rolled her eyes, "What if it looked like both of us, your facial features, and muscular tone, and my hair and eyes."
"Then if our child looked like that, it would be perfect. Absolutely perfect." Steve grinned and continued, "But we wouldn't know about the muscular tone thing until he was older."
Natasha smirked, "He? If we do have a child, I think it's going to be a girl. Care for a friendly wager?" Natasha grinned.
Steve smiled, "Everything's a competition with you."
"Pretty much. So … yes or no?"
"Sure, it's a bet," Steve smirked.
Natasha grinned, "When you lose, you have to spend the day with Coulson."
Steve frowned but nodded, "Okay. And when you lose, you have to have lunch with Tony and you have to let him play with your widow bites."
Natasha looked at him sharply, "Not my widow bites. He'll hurt himself, or worse someone else."
"Fine, but you have to have lunch with him alone or maybe with him and Darcy," Steve smirked
Natasha sighed and nodded, "Fine … lunch alone with Tony. So do we have a deal?"
Steve nodded, "Deal."
"You mind sealing the deal with a kiss?" Natasha grinned.
Steve smiled and leaned over to her, laying his firm lips upon her soft ones. And with that, they kissed. Steve slowly pulled away and went back to his spot. Natasha grinned, "Now please, let me finish this chapter, then we can go to sleep. I'm still tired from last night," Natasha said with a grin lifting her book she started reading once again.
Steve smiled and laid down waiting for Natasha to finish her chapter and turn off the light. When she said things like that, it just made her harder to resist kissing. It made him want her more. But he would hold it down. He looked up and smiled, observing every detail of her radiant face. The stray hair in her face, her beautiful green eyes focused on the book she was reading, her soft smooth and flawless skin, her forehead scrunched up and brows furrowed in a way only she could do. Steve had never seen anyone else make that exact facial expression - the way her eyebrows curved up perfectly.
Steve smiled, he could never fully express how much he adored Natasha, worshiped her - loved her. Everything about her was too amazing for him to comprehend. He promised he would love her as best he could, or at least try to. Sometimes he just couldn't get enough of her, maybe that was why some of their nights lasted so long. He would feel that way. Natasha slowly closed the book and placed it on the night stand, she smirked and looked down at him, slowly laying down and wrapping her arms around him. Steve grinned and wrapped his arms around her holding her in close. He slowly leaned in and kissed her passionately. She smiled against his kiss.
After a long, passionate, and deep kiss Natasha broke it off and looked at him while turning off the light, "Night soldier."
Steve let out a faint sigh, almost positive that she was toying with him now. He wanted her. But, she was playing him now. She grinned, knowing now that she was successful at making the great Captain America a slave to her and urges at the moment. He shook his head and closed his eyes, and they fell asleep in each other's arms.
Aww cuteness. Well guys. Next chapter has a lot of feels i'm not gonna lie its not super emotional for what happens, but you'll be so upset. The chapter after the next is what's really gonna hit your heart. alright guys. I probably wont post until break is over because I wanna spend time with my family. But if I do it will probably upset you.