Steve peeked inside the suite, smiling when he saw Bucky fast asleep, Ali curled up on the bed beside him.
Bucky didn't stir when the door opened, but Ali raised her head and gave him a baleful stare. Making a face at the little cat, Steve carefully closed the door, then tiptoed down the hall, heading for the kitchen.
The kitchen was empty. So was the coffee pot, so he spent a couple of minutes setting the pot to brew.
Watching the never-ending drip, drip, drip of the lifegiving elixir, Steve heard a footstep behind him and turned.
"Hey, Cap."