Day 1

They had stayed in Wakanda the first night, helping Okoye go over the list of who they'd lost. She was in charge now that T'Challa and Shuri were gone. Anna had sent Marcel and Elijah back to the Quarter to find out who of their people were still there. Anna really hoped that Hayley and Hope were alright. Vincent too.

Anna didn't sleep at all that night. Steve had passed out while she was in the shower, and she just sat on the balcony of their room, surveying all the damage on the grounds. Steve found her passed out in the chair when he got up, holding the necklace in her hand that housed the ring Tony had given her.

Steve just watched her for a while. She looked peaceful, like she was finally able to get some sort of rest. Anna, Steve, Nat, Bruce, Thor and Rhodey climbed into the jet and headed home, not a single word spoken.

When they arrived back at the compound, Jules and Pepper ran out to meet them. Anna pulled the two women into hugs, thankful that they were still there. They sat down and went through the list of the people they had lost.

Vision.

Wanda.

Sam.

Bucky.

Nik.

Rebekah.

Groot.

Tony?

Thanos had done it, he had wiped out half of the population. News stories were starting to come in, people were filing missing persons reports. After what seemed like hours of information and various takeout boxes, they all headed their separate ways. Anna took a shower, dressing in some sweats and one of Tony's t-shirts. She opened the bathroom door to see Steve, already showered as well, sitting on the edge of her bed. Their bed. The bed she shared with Tony. She looked at the bed then back at Steve.

"I can't sleep in here." She said softly. Steve nodded, understanding, and walked over to her, holding out his hand for her to take. She did, and he led her down the hall to his room, which was decorated in dark blues and creams, which she thought suited Steve. She had been in here a few times over the past few years, nights when Tony was in the lab, she would just lay in Steve's bed, pretending he was there with her.

He sat against the headboard and held his hand out for her to come sit next to him. She slid under the covers and leaned her head against his shoulder. "I'm sorry." She blurted out.

Steve was startled by the outburst. "What do you have to be sorry for?"

She turned to face him; her eyes glossy. "I'm sorry for compelling you. I promised you I wouldn't, and I went and hurt you. I'm so sorry Steve. I've never forgiven myself for it and I need you to know that I never meant to hurt you." She cried. He smiled at her and put his hand on her cheek, wiping away the tears.

"Hey, I'm not mad, I never was. You know that. I know you did what you had to do. Please don't beat yourself up for this sweetheart." She nodded and rested her forehead against his. "Sometimes I would come sleep in here. When Tony wasn't here. I would just lay in here and try to get your scent off anything I could. Now that I say that, it makes me sound like a creep." She chuckled.

He laughed. "No, I think it's sweet. There's not a minute that went by where I didn't think about you Anna. That day you called made me just want to say to hell with it and come back to you, but I knew I couldn't, not yet at least."

She leaned in and kissed him softly, placing her hands on his shoulders. He slid his around her waist, deepening the kiss. She moved so she was straddling him, kissing down his jaw to his neck. She made a decision in her head and leaned back, pulling his shirt off. He looked up at her with concerned eyes. "Are you sure?"

She nodded her head. "Yes." She needed this. She needed him. "I'm sure. I need you Steve, I need to feel you, please." She was so desperate for his touch she was shaking. He moved his hands up her shirt, lifting it off her, pausing when he saw the necklace. Anna looked down, holding it with her hand, then took if off, laying it on the end table. He moved his hands to cup her breasts. She let out a shuddered breath, and her mouth was back on his, her tongue sliding across his bottom lip, eliciting a moan from him. She ran her hands down his chest, stopping at the hem of his pants, tugging them down, moving so she could get them off. She took hers off as well, climbing back up to kiss him again. She felt his fingers slip through her folds and she moaned, almost coming at the contact. She did come when she heard Steve's voice in her ear. "You're so wet for me sweetheart." Before saying. "Wait did you just."

"Uh huh..." Was all she could get out before he was inside her. She stilled for a moment, adjusting to how big he was, then rolled her hips over him, making him grip her hips hard. She went slow, enjoying the feeling of him inside her. She had been wanting him for two years, she didn't want this to be quick, but she also didn't know how long he would last. She moaned as he hit her in just the right spot, his mouth going to her neck.

"You are so beautiful sweetheart, I love you." He whispered.

"I love you too Captain." He stilled and her eyes popped open, she hadn't even meant to say that. She felt him twitch inside her as he pulled back to look at her. His eyes were blown with lust and she bit her lip, trying to think if it was possible to be wetter than she already was. In one swift move she was on her back, his hand trailing down to her thigh where her mark was, it was buzzing at his touch and she moaned when he lifted her leg to go deeper. "Steve." She moaned out. "You feel so good sweetheart." He told her, picking up his pace. She dug her nails into back, pulling him as close to her body as she could, kissing him everywhere she could.

Steve placed kisses all over her neck, his other and behind her head, holding her to him. He had waited so long for this, and he realized how in love with this woman he was, any maybe he'd been in love with her all along, who knows, but he knew that Anna was without a doubt the most amazing person he'd ever met. His breath quickened and his hips became frantic, and he noticed she was moaning his name repeatedly. That was something he would never get sick of hearing.

"I'm so close sweetheart, are you ready?" He whispered in her ear.

"Yes baby." She said.

"Come for me sweetheart." He told her. And she did. Hard. She squeezed her eyes shut and screamed, not caring if anyone heard her or not. Steve came right after, biting down on her shoulder to stifle the moan that escaped his mouth.

Anna was pretty sure she blacked out for a few seconds. When she opened her eyes, Steve was still holding on to her, he was still there, this was real. Tears formed in her eyes and she took in a shaky breath. She noticed Steve was shaking and she rubbed small circles on his back.

"Steve, are you okay?" She asked him softly. He nodded into her neck and she swore she heard a sob escape his lips. She stilled and tried to turn his face to hers. When she did, she found he was crying. "Honey, what's wrong?" She asked him, worried that he regretted what they had just did.

He could tell by the look on her face that's what she was thinking. "No, it's got nothing to do with what we just did, I just…I've been waiting so long for this, to have you, and going so long without touching you, I guess it was just so many emotions at once." He said softly, pulling out of her slowly and laying beside her. She turned to face him and put her hand on his face, wiping a tear, she was crying now too. She had read that once soulmates had touched and their marks recognized each other, the longer they went without touching, the more emotional distress it had on them, she and Steve were both touch starved, that's why they could barely leave each other's side.

"I know what you mean. But we're here, we're together. I love you." She told him. He placed his hand on her hip and pulled her up against his chest. "I love you too Anna." She watched him as he slowly drifted to sleep, and she rolled over so her back was against his chest and did the same.

Anna woke up crying and gasping for air. She glanced at clock and groaned. She'd only been asleep for 2 hours. Steve stirred beside her and sat up, kissing her shoulder. "Are you okay sweetheart?" He sat up straighter and turned her shoulder when he noticed she was shaking, sobbing, and her hands were twisted in the sheet. "Anna...hey, tell me what's wrong."

"I….I….had a nightmare." She got out in between sobs. She was used to this. It happened all the time when Steve wasn't there. "Then I woke up, and remembered Tony wasn't here." She whispered. Steve frowned.

"Is this what's been happening to you the past two years?" She nodded. "I'm so sorry sweetheart. To be honest with you, the same thing happened to me." She looked up at him. "Nat found me at least twice a week sitting in the middle of the bed, shaking, not able to speak, calling out your name." Anna's hand found Steve's, leaning her forehead against his.

"What usually helps? What does Tony do when you wake up like this?" He asked her. She looked away because she didn't want him to know, she felt guilty about it enough.

"Anna, tell me?"

"Okay. I need to have human contact after, to fully bring me out of an episode, so we usually…." She trailed off. "I'm sorry, I know that's probably weird for you to hear."

"No, it's not. I get it." He ran a finger up and down her arm, treading carefully around the subject. "Is that want you want to do?" He asked softly. She nodded, and he started placing kisses on her shoulder, laying her back down on the bed.

A/N: Finally Steve and Anna get their moment! Ugh so happy! lol