AN: Hello! Thanks so much for reading. I hope you like it, feel free to leave a comment/thought etc. This a shorter chapter, rounding off Thanksgiving, leading into two date-night chapters.

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Chapter 28: A Dime for a Love Song

'You're just at this table here, are you expecting more people?' Amelia nods at the waitress and gets Rosie settled. The Millers arrive at the diner first, Andi looks around for Bucky and Steve, but assumes they haven't arrived yet.

Andi and Amelia sit side by side, the two sisters whisper profusely behind their menus and Peter calls to them, 'none of that, please, you aren't twelve anymore.' Amelia gives Andi a look that suggests we'll talk later, and they politely re-join the main conversation.

Dana gushes about the venue and admires everything about it. A new song filters through the speakers and Peter grins, 'I remember this one,' he nudges Dana and Amelia smiles, watching the pair, thinking how they truly seem happy.

The waitress comes over and they order some drinks. Peter asks, 'shouldn't we wait for the guys?' Andi shouts, 'NOPE.' Amelia smiles at her dad and mumbles to her sister, 'chill out, no fighting, we are just going to ask them what they know. Do not make this bigger than it needs to be.' Andi slumps in her chair, Rosie asks her what's wrong and she pulls herself up and puts on her happy face, 'nothing, little girl, what are you having for breakfast?' Rosie suddenly breaks into a smile and shouts Stevie!

Andi turns to her sister sarcastically, 'Amelia, will you be having something similar?' They look across in time to see Steve and Bucky step inside, with no tag-alongs this time. They chat with a waiter and then spot the table, Peter waves them over, standing to greet the new arrivals. They are both wearing baseball caps and Steve's wearing his glasses, Peter asks the girls, 'have they been to a baseball game?' Andi snorts, laughing at them, loudly shouting, 'they're in disguise.' Amelia hisses for her to be quiet and Rosie giggles.

Steve kisses Amelia's head and she smiles warmly at him; he cuddles Rosie and sits down opposite the sisters. Bucky looks at Andi and immediately senses her tension, raising a brow at her pouting lips as she desperately keeps her gaze away from him and stares at her menu. 'We waited for you,' Dana says politely.

Steve asks them how they slept and everyone is very polite and happy, apart from Amelia who laughs bitterly. Everyone looks at her but she says nothing, looking at her own menu with great interest. Bucky watches Andi as she stirs her milkshake, staring into the glass. Peter asks what the girl recommend and they both offer very little.

Bucky gives up trying to figure them out and peruses his menu, along with everyone else. Rosie's is upside down and she nods seriously, humming in contemplation. Amelia places her menu down, she's decided and she yawns, propping herself up on her arm. Steve reaches for her wrist, 'long night?' He asks softly and Amelia just wants to curl up into him, her eyes flick to her sister, 'she's horrendous Steve, kicks, talks, fidgets, all night, he must be in to some kinky stuff,' she sighs, nodding towards Bucky. Steve smiles and the waitress reappears, 'everyone ready?' She scribbles down different choices, mainly pancakes and waffles. Steve looks around for the first time, 'this place is nice, Andi.' She grunts in his direction and Steve's brow pinches in confusion, 'you ok?' There's a thud and Andi quickly looks under the table, seething to her sister, 'subtle. Nice going, that was my bag!' Andi bends to collect the contents of her purse, Amelia just shrugs, she was trying to kick her sister discreetly.

Peter spots a jukebox and he drags Rosie and Dana over to have a look and make a choice, 'won't be a minute, folks.'

Once they are clear of the table Bucky leans across, 'what's going on?' Amelia is surprised he's picked up on anything, but then she looks at Andi who is almost lying on the floor, she's slouched low and her arms are crossed as she stares at him passive aggressively. Amelia calmly starts, 'after you left last night, Andi saw something. It seems like Greg works at the Tower and we just wondered if you knew anything about that?' Steve and Bucky share a look. Andi launches, 'see! They do, they do know something, come on fess up.' Steve places both hands on the table, as if he's laying his cards out. 'Look, two weeks ago I met him in an elevator at the tower, on his first day, just by chance. I recognised him and I let Tony know of his past behaviour and he was gone before lunch. Didn't even finish the day.' Bucky's pupils dart to Steve, Amelia pushes, 'and...?' Steve knots his fingers together against his chin. 'Then he got vocal on the way out and we told him not to show his face again.' Amelia is trying to understand, 'we?' Steve swallows, 'Buck and I, we were both there. We just told him where to go, we did nothing untoward, he's fine, but he won't bother anyone again.' Andi looks surprised, 'did you kill him?' Steve looks at her, refusing to answer that. 'Why didn't you tell me?' She sounds a little hurt, looking at Bucky. Steve interrupts, 'he had already caused enough issues, we just wrapped things up, hopefully for good.'

Amelia is satisfied, but a little surprised, 'you should have told us.' Steve nods, accepting that, 'he's a prick,' Bucky spits.

Everyone softens and there's a little laughter from beside Amelia. She waves a hand, 'they're coming back, forget it, but please don't keep things from us.' Andi adds, 'yeah, I mean I'm just waltzing around the halls, sorry, working, working hard and I might have bumped into him.' Steve and Bucky look like little boys who have been told off, 'point taken.'

Rosie runs back over, barrelling into Steve, 'we picked three songs,' he looks impressed, gasping and holding up three fingers. She tries to climb onto his lap and he lifts her, helping her up. Amelia watches them and tries to act normal, not show how much their relationship affects her. Peter and Dana retake their seats and joke about having a dance, Andi groans and begs, 'please don't.' She yawns dramatically and Amelia stares at her in horror, pushing her, 'wake up!' She knows full well that Andi slept like a log. Peter looks up to the ceiling, 'here's our first choice, Halfway to Paradise.' Andi laughs at her dad's starry expression and Rosie hums along.

The waitress brings over their drinks, as Andi jokes, 'keep it in the glass this time, Barnes, last time we were here Rosie ended up wearing her milkshake.' Steve looks at Bucky and he appears a little ashamed. 'Not as bad as the water and ice cream all over the car, remember I called you about that?' Amelia's eyes widen and she tries to give Steve a warning look. Andi is slurping her milkshake, 'were you on your first official date at that point?' Amelia nods, thinking back to Andi phoning as she tried to seduce Steve. Bucky clearly knows more than Andi, because he laughs to himself a little.

Peter shouts over them, 'this one isn't ours!' Referring to the music, 'next time, next time.' Dana smiles and then calls down the table, 'hey, kids?' They all look at her, 'why don't you all pick a song?' Rosie is elated to go up again and starts dragging Steve over to the jukebox, Amelia slowly joins them. 'Make good choices,' Andi calls, she then looks to Bucky, he's watching her solely, she flusters a little under his hard stare. 'You enjoyed roughing him up, admit it!' Bucky shrugs, leaning back 'of course, he's a bully, we don't like bullies.' Andi offers a tiny smile, appreciating what he just said, she reaches for his hand below the table. 'But I could have dealt with him, trust me,' she reassures, Bucky drops her hand and reaches for it again with his flesh one, 'oh I have no doubts about that, that's what I was worried about. I'm not defending your honour, if anything, I was protecting him. Poor guy.' Andi laughs, 'what guy?' Peter asks suspiciously, Andi pales a little and Bucky quickly steps in, 'some kid in the copier room, called her bossy.' Peter makes a shocked oh face, 'poor guy.' Bucky laughs and agrees, Andi rolls her eyes, 'I am not bossy!' She thanks him for covering with a small smile, quickly turning the topic to a debate on pancakes or waffles.

At the jukebox Amelia scans the song choices, 'you should have said something,' she says, keeping her tone low and not looking up. Steve's eyes flick over the songs, 'I don't know any of these. And I know I should have, it just wasn't the right time.' Rosie is dancing beside them, hopping between floor squares again. Amelia smiles slightly at Steve and reaches for his cheek, 'thank you for caring.' Looking back at the music lists, 'I'll pick for both of us then.'

Rosie continues to dance and Steve looks at Amelia's profile as she picks a song, she's biting her lip and he thinks she looks beautiful this morning, even with a poor night of sleep. She's swaying and gasps every time she spots a song she knows.

'Have you ever been dancing?' He asks suddenly, she laughs and looks at him confused, 'yeah, with you, but you weren't convinced.' Steve is not sure what she means, but then it dawns, 'those people, grinding against one another? That's not dancing, I mean proper dancing.' Amelia laughs, 'I'm not sure that's a thing anymore, besides we have swayed at those Stark events.' Steve pouts lightly and spots Rosie stepping into the line of the waitress, he gives her a gentle tug. The waitress is friendly and scoots her to one side, Steve apologises and ruffles Rosie's hair. He leans back against the jukebox and looks at Amelia's face, she's frowning, taking her song choice very seriously.

Steve watches her and asks, 'when are we going to finish what we started last night?' Amelia pauses and looks up at him with wide eyes. She's been thinking about his hands on her since the kitchen the night before. It turns out, not even her dad can put out her fire for Steve. Amelia drops her head and peers over her shoulder, 'I can't tonight, family things.' Steve nods and steps back, swooping to grab Rosie, she giggles and hits buttons on the jukebox, 'me, me, I'll pick mamma!' Rosie stares keenly at the bright lights, prodding the glass exterior. Amelia steps closer to Steve, whispering in his ear that she loves him. He smiles fondly at her, mouthing 'you too.'

There's some commotion behind and when they look over a family are watching the three of them, they all have their phones out and the waitress is trying to block their view of Steve and Amelia. Steve huffs, feeling disappointed and Rosie waves happily at the people, watching them, 'mamma, wave!'

Amelia leans in close, 'fans of yours?' Steve shrugs and nods mutely and then turns slightly, so his face is hidden. Rosie tries to tug at his hat and he shakes his head, she nuzzles into his shoulder, 'are we hiding?' Steve smiles, kissing the top of her head, 'maybe.'

As the waitress walks back past she says 'your food is on its way, don't worry, I got your back,' she smiles warmly at them. Steve shakes it off and asks 'what did you pick?' Amelia smiles and strokes the colourful jukebox, 'Take Good Care of my Baby,' Steve nods and looks at Rosie, smiling at her. 'This place is nice,' he looks around and Amelia agrees, 'yeah, a little cheesy, but Andi picked it.'

As they re-join the table, the waitress appears with multiple breakfast orders. 'Here we go, folks. Enjoy!' Amelia cuts up Rosie's pancakes and Dana looks on impressed at Steve's mighty stack of waffles. 'Hungry?' she asks with a laugh, 'always!' he responds. Bucky shuffles in his seat and tries to make conversation, much to everyone's surprise, 'so, what else should we know about these two, Sir?' Peter smiles and puts his cutlery down, leaning back and thinking seriously. 'Well, Andi over there is quite the swimmer, took it very seriously until thirteen, maybe? When she was distracted by boys!' Andi slumps in her chair like a child, 'Dad! Not boys, I just didn't want to spend all my time at the pool.' Peter ignores her complaints, 'they are both terrible at math, ironically!' Everyone chuckles and the sisters look mortified. 'Oh and Amelia can sing, really well, she's very good.' Amelia blushes and Andi sits up straight, resuming her breakfast, 'it's true, but she won't sing.' Steve looks at her, surprised, 'really, what do you sing?' Peter answers for her, 'anything, but she was partial to an oldie, bit like these' he waves to the jukebox and Rosie begs her mother to sing. Amelia gives her dad wide eyes and says dryly, 'well done.'

Dana turns to Steve, 'so, what do you do on these missions?' He smiles, but admits, 'that's classified, ma'am.' Andi looks up, 'Bucky says the same thing, but I am sure he just doesn't want to talk to me.' Bucky looks offended and Steve asks, 'what are your plans for the rest of the day?' Rosie smiles, 'shopping!' Dana adds, 'some shopping and then you have your big date tomorrow, don't you?'

Chat turns to Andi and Bucky's outing. 'Is it dancing? A film? A skydive?' Bucky's face remains stoic and Andi gives up. 'I'll pick you up at two, dress sensibly.' Peter laughs and explains, 'she doesn't know the meaning of the word,' Andi winks at Bucky, 'wait, two?! Aren't we going for dinner? It's an afternoon date? I just assumed that was a joke or a cover!'

Peter look across to Amelia, and points at her with his fork, 'Mia, I saw young Scott in the paper, you never said he was involved with your friends.' Amelia smirks at Steve as he straightens, enjoying how worked up he gets at the mention of Scott Lang. 'When she brought this kid home in her first year of college, I couldn't believe it, chatters like he's on something, high as a kite.' Amelia leans in to Steve, 'I think he was actually high.' Peter smiles at the couple, 'Steve is a much better choice.' Amelia straightens and calls to her dad in embarrassment, 'what? It's a compliment. You could do a lot worse.'

'Had enough yet?' Andi asks Bucky, he pushes his dish away, looking at her studiously, 'of what?' Andi looks around at her family, 'of this, quaint family life? It's hardly Call of Duty!' He just smirks at her and she nods to Dana, 'well you are doing better there than with my mother, she phoned the other week and asked if I was still fooling around with the pirate.' Bucky just watches her rabbit on, 'bit rude I think, I'm clearly above fooling around.' Bucky hums in agreement, wondering if he really does look like a pirate.

Later Peter goes up to pay at the counter and Andi runs over to him, 'just checking you got the free mints.' She throws an arm around his neck and he mutters about being old and frail. He looks back at the table, 'you and Bucky, hey?' he can see Bucky chatting with Dana and Rosie trying to climb into his lap, he gently helps the little girl up with his metal hand. 'I don't want to hear it, spare me, I'm an adult, we both are and he's just Bucky.' Peter nods slowly, 'he certainly seems like a good guy, but have there been any flashbacks, attacks?' Andi scrunches her face and he continues, 'Dana talks about her Nathan, the stuff they see has a real affect, Andi. Just take it seriously, is all I am saying.' Andi's gut reaction is to shout her father down, but she tries to appreciate that he cares. 'I am always safe when I am with him, thank you for taking an interest though.'

Amelia walks over to them both, 'dad, let me pay, you always pay.' Andi shakes her head at her, determined for her sister not to cover it. Amelia leans against the bar, beside her dad, twisting a straw dispenser. She laughs heartedly at something her dad says to her and Andi looks back over towards the table. Steve is watching Amelia, lovingly gazing over. Smirking to herself, Andi backs up and leans in beside her sister. 'So, after that wonderful night's sleep, you must be ready for a night of luxury, tell me you're going to let him stuff your turkey today?' She nods at Steve and Amelia looks over, he's now lifting Rosie up and she laughs lightly and then pulls a face at the turkey comment. 'Ugh gross, no, we have plans today, shopping, I can't just bail on that, you know that.' Andi giggles, 'but you want to.' Then she gasps loudly, 'oh, I have an idea, it's perfect.' Peter looks at them, 'I am stood right here girls. I can hear every word.'

Dana smiles at Steve and Bucky, 'you boys certainly have your hands full.' The pair look across and Andi is literally tugging on Amelia's curls. Steve laughs, Bucky mumbles, 'yeah, she certainly is.' When he looks back at the pair, Dana is smirking at him and Steve is stifling a laugh. Steve leans back, 'you know, I've never seen you like this with a dame, ever.' Dana laughs at the two friends, Bucky ignores Steve, picking up a drinks menu to stare at. Rosie climbs down from her seat, pulling at Dana's sweater, asking to sit on her lap. She reaches for the salt shaker and Dana moves it away, pointing at rock and roll memorabilia on the walls. Steve looks up as Peter re-joins the table, 'Steve, I need a word before we go.' He sits beside Bucky, patting the table, 'now, don't let Andi boss you around, Sargent Barnes.' Bucky shuffles and looks down, 'I won't, sir, don't worry.' Andi runs back to the table and points across to a gum ball machine, waving her hand at Rosie. Steve looks back to the bar, Amelia is stood there checking her phone and then she heads for the restrooms.

Amelia steps out of the bathroom, spotting more chequered flooring and a life size Elvis figure. She jumps a little thinking it's someone queuing. When she refocuses she spots Steve leaning against the opposite side of the small hallway. 'Hey, what you doing in here?' He steps close and places his hands on her hips, 'I wanted to see you.' Amelia smiles, looking up into his eyes. 'This was nice, breakfast, family,' Steve comments, she agrees, 'yeah, breakfast in bed sounds more appealing, but this was good too.' Steve stills, his eyes darkening and she feels him press a little harder at her hips. She shakes her curls from her jacket and asks, 'what are you up to, today?' Steve throws his head back, 'a bit of work, but not much. I liked your other song choice, something about… balls of fire?' She nods, smiling warmly at him, tugging him closer by the lapels of his jacket. She stops as their lips almost touch, 'careful, Elvis is watching.' Steve looks over at the statue, 'worth it, besides he seems like a cool guy, you can tell.' Amelia giggles, as Steve slides his hands up her sides and pulls her closer by the waist. Pushing his mouth to hers, she groans into his kiss, pulling him flush to her. He pushes a hand into her hair, holding her tightly. She gasps, pushing away, 'we can't, you are a bad influence. Come on, everyone's waiting.' She pecks his cheek, before wafting past him. Steve looks over at the statue in exasperation, 'I bet you never had this problem!'

AN: Quite a short chapter, but there are some longer, intense ones coming up, our heroes deserve some down time.