Steve felt like the most famous bodyguard/aid in the world. They arrived in DC, where they stayed in the Wakandan Embassy. The first three days were meetings, meetings, and more meetings. They met in the embassy, at Foggy Bottom, at the White House, and, finally, at the DOD, where both Steve and Natasha begged off of. For Natasha it was a matter of self-preservation since she was considered a top five kill target by the DOD. As for Steve, he had given up his commission and medals and just couldn't deal with being in the heart of the US military machine.
After three days the Wakandan Embassy planned a formal soiree for politicians, VIPs, and diplomats to meet King T'Challa. Natasha and Steve shared a bedroom apartment on the third floor of the embassy. She was in the bathroom getting dressed, while in stood in front of a vanity tying his bow tie.
"You look dashing in a tuxedo," she said, as she exited in a black dress that made Steve's heart skip a beat.
"I look like a waiter," he corrected her.
"Waiters don't have beards and your hair is a little long. You look like a businessman/adventurer," she smiled.
"I'm just Steve Rogers, man without a country," he sighed.
She came up behind him and reached around him to help tie his tie.
"You're my Nomad," she said.
"I love you," he replied.
"Me, too," she smirked.
She finished up his tie and stepped back. Steve looked at himself in the mirror and grunted.
"I guess I'm ready to go. I hope there are a lot of appetizers. I'm hungry," he said.
"Come on," she said.
They exited their rooms and started down the stairs. Steve nodded as he passed some Dora Miljae, who were keeping guard of the embassy. Reaching the bottom floor and the main hall, they immediately noticed T'Challa in a tuxedo receiving guests. He looked over at them and winked. Steve smiled. Arm and arm Natasha and Steve walked into the room of the embassy. It was filled with people and waiters and waitresses carrying appetizers and glasses of champagne.
Natasha clocked the room and noted where Secretary of State Ross stood. It was beside the fireplace and he looked like he staked out the area so he wouldn't have to move in order to keep an eye on the room. In the middle of the room was Pepper Potts and Tony Stark. Tony was drinking a scotch instead of champagne and Pepper was talking to dignitaries. Tony noticed Steve and Natasha. He walked over to them.
"Nice party, huh?" he said.
"Just got here," said Steve.
He looked over at Ross and smiled, "Unfortunately, they'll let anyone come."
"I'd thought you'd be in New York," said Natasha, "recruiting and training."
"The Avengers are sort of on hold right now," he grinned. "We are waiting for a few things to break up the logjam."
"Like?" asked Steve.
"Our leader coming to his senses and coming back to us," chuckled Tony. "Although, you look great as a bodyguard/ maitre'd."
"Tony, I'm not in the mood. Don't start on me," said Steve. "Once the world deals with Hydra and the Red Skull and I've started that if all goes well, I'm taking time out from the business of spying and soldiering."
"How about heroing?" Tony smirked.
"All of it," he said. "I just want to get married and be left alone."
Tony sipped his scotch and laughed then he he saluted them with his drink and took another sip.
"So, the romance has gotten to the level of marriage. That is wonderful. Pepper and I are engaged. Yippee. We are starting to talk about marriage now," he said.
"Congratulations," said Natasha.
"Thanks, Red," he smiled. "Life is funny isn't it. It only took plunging the world into madness for you to find Natasha and me find Pepper."
"I don't know how this is going to end, but I do wish you well, Tony," said Steve.
"I know you do, Steve," smiled Tony. "I've said it before but I really mean it. You and I are closer than you think. My father created me and he helped to create you. We are sort of step-brothers, including the fighting and grudges."
"Sometimes I wish Howard were still alive. He was a good friend to me and offered decent advice," said Steve.
"Yeah, dad was full of advice," Tony said sarcastically. "Fondue, right?"
Steve blushed. Natasha looked at Steve then she glared at Tony.
"Ask him not me," he said. "Well, I should join Pepper before she runs away with one of the diplomats. We will talk again."
"I know it," Steve said.
Tony walked away and Steve grabbed a waiter with appetizers. He downed five stuffed crab puffs then a couple of stuffed mushrooms. Natasha grabbed them a couple of glasses of champagne for them. He took a glass from her and sipped it.
"Do you want some appetizers?" he asked her.
"Not in this dress. If I eat anything people will know where I'm keeping my weapons," she said.
"I want to know," he smiled.
"I'll show you later," she purred then she said, "What about fondue?"
Steve blushed again then he said, "Bottom line, I thought fondue meant to have sex."
"You know it doesn't mean that," she smiled.
"I know," he huffed.
"But it can be a sexual experience," she said.
"Now that I didn't know," he said.
"I'll show you later," she whispered in his ear bringing back Steve's blush.
It was then that many cellphones started to ring, including the Secretary of State. Neither Steve nor Natasha had their cellphones on them. Steve cursed himself. He watched as everyone either read a text or answered a call. Tony came back to them.
"You two may want to get in touch with SHIELD," he said. "SOKOVIA isn't playing nicely with the Baltic States. And the UN is calling for a security council meeting. I have to get back to New York."
Steve closed his eyes and sighed. The Red Skull had a plan and he was not wasting any time. T'Challa came up to them just as Tony left.
"We are on the outside for the moment," he said, "since Wakanda is not on the Security Council... yet."
"We could get in touch with SHIELD and find out what we can," Natasha offered.
"I think that would be a good idea. I'll be waiting to hear from you," he said.
Steve nodded then he looked at Natasha.
"We better change," he said. "I don't think you'll have to wear that on the back of my bike."
"You got your bike?" she asked.
"It was here in storage, so," he shrugged.
"Let's change," she said.
AVENGERS
Steve wore chinos, a dark blue dress shirt, his leather jacket, and work boots, while Natasha went with black jeans, a black silk shirt, black knee high leather boots, and black leather jackets. Around her wrists she wore her widow bites. The Triskelion had been rebuilt and Deputy Director Coulson, as well as Director Fury, a man who couldn't get away from power even if he wanted to, invited them over for a talk. Steve buzzed them over at breakneck speed. He was amazed at how quickly SHIELD had returned as a force within the spy world and world of counter-terrorism.
They parked his bike in the garage and then got on a elevator. Coulson told them to meet them in the cafeteria. He said that Fury was in need of a snack. They arrived to see that their were deli sandwiches, coffee, and pastries on the table. Coulson looked at Steve and motioned for him to eat. He grabbed a sandwich and a coffee.
"Skull is making a move and it is pissing off Russia," Fury started. "Russia is ready to go to war with Sokovia and Hydra."
"Status on Hydra's forces?" asked Steve.
"They weapons have definitely improved under the Skull. Their drones are better than anything we have and fired EDW. They also are using robots that are like the one used against Thor in New Mexico," stated Fury.
"The Destroyer," said Natasha. "That's what that robot was called. It's a killer."
"We know. We lost two Strike teams to it," said Coulson.
"My Strike team?" asked Steve.
"No," said Fury. "Your Strike team has been training the new ones. It has gone out in the field lately."
"It will know," said Coulson.
"The President of the United States is thinking of doing two things: one, is declare war on Hydra and Sokovia and two, is pull out of the Sokovian Accords. The registry will be dead," said Fury.
"Why?" asked Natasha.
"Because he needs big guns to fight Sokovia. He needs the Hulk and Thor, as well as a battlefield commander named Captain Steve Rogers," said Fury.
"I'm not a captain any longer," Steve said.
"You'll be re-commissioned and your medals given back. You'll be needed," said Fury.
"I don't need either the commission or the medals," said Steve.
"I know. But the people of this country, of the world, need to know you are back on the job and back on it officially," said Fury. "Time for fun and games are over. It's time to get serious."
Natasha reached over and grabbed a cheese pastry and a coffee. She nibbled on the pastry and smiled at Coulson. He knew what she liked.
"I am serious. I don't need to be re-commissioned and given my medals back," said Steve.
"I don't care if you go into battle as Captain Nomad, you are going to be a captain," said Fury. "Also, Sam Wilson is SHIELD. His code name is Falcon. We also expect Hawkeye and the Winter Soldier ready for this battle. This is all hands on deck. From Ant-man to Iron Man."
"When will you know about the president's decisions?" asked Natasha.
"Twenty-four hours," said Fury. "The security council will have a vote tomorrow and then he will address the nation tomorrow night. This is going to escalate and escalate quickly."
"We have already started to reach out to certain people," said Coulson. "A team has been dispatched to talk to Banner in his hiding spot. Jane Foster has been contacted and Stark has been told to start collecting Avengers, old and new. When Sokovia is invaded it is going to be done by the Avengers more than the military. Between the Destroyers and the drones, you'll have a better chance of succeeding."
"There is no succeeding against Hydra, only a battle of attrition that has to be won," said Steve.
"Exactly Captain," said Fury. "And no one is better at leading them into a battle of attrition is you."
Steve reached for another sandwich. There was no arguing with Fury or Coulson now. He had a war to get ready for.
"I guess I'll wait to hear from the president before I do anything," said Steve.
"Don't be surprised if you get an invitation tomorrow to speak to him," said Fury. "I'll be there."
"I guess you and I will be on the outside," Natasha said to Coulson.
"I've talked to T'Challa and requested that he fly Barton to New York and drop him off at Stark Tower. I've informed Stark to be expecting guests," said Coulson. "Maybe tomorrow you and I can take a ride."
Natasha smiled, "I'm in the mood for New York."
AVENGERS
Steve and Natasha returned to their rooms in the Embassy. Natasha packed herself a go bag for the morning when Couslon was going to pick her up. As she packed Steve disrobed and showered. When he got out he was wearing only a tower around his waist. He noticed that Natasha was bent over searching through the chest of drawers for something.
"Steve I can't find my Taser stick," she said.
He walked up behind her and grabbed her by the hips and ground her buttocks into his crotch. Natasha smiled and turned her head.
"Wrong stick," she said.
"Still I should give it to you," he said starting to breath heavily.
"Steve," she purred.
His towel dropped and his erection started to poke her. Natasha stood up straight turned and attack his mouth with her mouth. In atavistic fashion he started to remove her clothes until all that she had on was her underwear, which he ripped off her body.
"I liked those," she murmured.
"I'll buy you a new pair," he said.
Next, he attacked her breasts running his thumbs over her nipples then sucking on the nipples one at a time. Natasha moaned.
"Please, Steve, I want you inside of me," she croaked.
"Yes, ma'am," he said then he picked her up and placed her on the edge of the chest of drawers. This made it so she was just the right height for him to enter her, which he did with a strong thrust. Natasha moaned with this thrust. Her moans grew louder and louder as he plowed ahead at a greater and greater speed until she was screaming into his shoulder and biting him at the same time. When he finished he picked her up gently in his arms and carried her to the bed. Placing her down, he lay down beside her.
"I'm going to miss you," he said quietly.
"It'll only be for a day," she said.
"Still," he kissed her. "Missing is missing."
"Steve, where's my Taser stick?" she asked
"I don't know," he smiled.
"I guess I'll ask Tony for a new one," she said.
"Yeah, that's it," he kissed her again.
"Are you getting hard again?" she asked.
"Enhanced stamina, ma'am," he smiled.
"I guess my duty to keep you happy is never done," she smirked then rolled him over and straddled him. "Time to take you for a ride, I guess."
"Yes, ma'am," he said.
AVENGERS
Natasha was up and out of the embassy early. She left Steve sleeping in the bed, so that when Steve woke up he found himself breathing in her scent off the pillows. Showering and getting dressed in a black suit, he headed down for breakfast, which was served in the dining room. King T'Challa was already seated along with a Dora Miljae named Afia. When they saw him they both tried to hide a big grin. Steve sat down at the table.
"So, did Miss Romanov find her Taser stick?" he asked.
Steve blushed.
"What's for breakfast?" he asked.
"Scrambled eggs, sausage, potatoes, and toast," said T'Challa. "It is a very American breakfast."
Afia stood up and excused herself. As she left she looked over at Steve and smiled then she left.
"I really need to get a place of my own," Steve sighed.
"Today is going to busy day. Director Fury called to say that he will be picking you up at three for a meeting with the president and that you are then invited to stay and listening to his Oval Office address tonight," said T'Challa. "I am invited to the address."
"This should make for an interesting night," said Steve.
"I agree," said T'Challa.
"There is a good chance that I'll be going to New York Tomorrow," said Steve.
"I have been invited to join the Avengers," said T'Challa. "It was an e-mail I got last night from Stark. I replied with a qualified yes, so it looks as if I will be going to New York with you tomorrow."
"Things are getting interesting," smiled Steve.
A steward came in with breakfast for Steve. He placed it down in front of him and poured him a cup of coffee. Steve thanked him and then he left.
"Eat, it is a busy day," said T'Challa.
AVENGERS
Steve felt uncomfortable sitting in the Oval Office along with Fury and the president's chief of staff. The chief of staff sat on the sofa, while he and Fury sat in the chairs in front of the desk. President Ellis entered from what appeared to be a passage from a hidden room. Everyone stood until he sat.
"Director Fury, good to see you," said Ellis.
"Mr. President," said Fury.
Ellis looked at Steve and then leaned back in his chair. He took a box out of the top drawer of his desk, the kind of box that a necklace could be found in, and pushed it towards Steve.
"That is your congressional medal of honor, Captain Rogers," he said. "You have been re-commissioned and you have been seconded to SHIELD and the AVENGERS."
"But I am no longer a citizen of the US," said Steve.
Fury blessed him then said, "You're a citizen again. Now listen to the president."
"Yes, sir," said Steve.
"Captain Rogers, by the end of this evening you are going to be needed to lead again. I'm sorry that things have unfolded as they have, but I'm glad to have you back in the fold. I know that you are a good man, Captain. We are going to need good men for what is to come. We are going to need more than good men. We are going to need Captain America," he said. "Do you understand?"
"I understand, sir. I think I have my Captain America gear in New York," said Steve.
"Captain, when this is done, I'll understand if you want to take a different direction with your life," said Ellis.
"Thank you, sir," said Steve.
"Well, I guess we have time for dinner. We are having steak and potatoes tonight along with chocolate cake," said Ellis. "How does that sound?"
"Perfect," smiled Steve.
"I like chocolate cake," added Fury.
"Good," said Ellis, who then looked at his chief of staff. "Jim, arrange for dinner. I think my wife and kids wouldn't mind eating with Captain America."
"No, sir, I don't think they'll mind at all," said the chief of staff.