The next morning, Cassidy woke up and made some coffee, sitting at her kitchen table with her computer, and began emailing people on the list Pepper had given her. She had set the press conference for a week from Friday, which was plenty of time to prepare the list of questions for the reporters and go over statements with everyone on the team.

She received replies faster than she thought. I guess people really wanna hear from the Avengers. There would be fifteen reporters there, with several photographers and a couple news crews. Other than that, it would be a closed event. They didn't need any unnecessary civilians there.

"Okay, now I need a dress for it." She told herself. She had wanted the team to be dressed up as well, but after picking Pepper's brain about it over emails, she decided it would be better to have everyone in their uniforms, with the exception of Tony, who would be in a suit, and Bruce, who would be in a dress shirt and slacks. They thought it might give the people a better look at the Avengers.

She pulled out the list of vendors for the Gala. She was going to try and put that out about a month from now, to give her enough time to get everything together. First, they needed a venue. The list Pepper had given her was long, so she just picked the one at the top, sending an email out to the owner. It was a ballroom usually used for weddings and fundraisers and the pictures the website had of their events were stunning.

There wouldn't be a dinner, but there would be hors d'oeuvres and a bar. The Avengers would have to do an amazing job as schmoozing the attendees in order to raise money to fix the city. She went through the list of caterers, picking two different ones, and once she received a confirmation email from the venue, she placed the deposit and put it on the group calendar she had set of for the team, along with the press conference.

She hired bartenders and servers and went ahead and hired a DJ as well. She had gotten a lot of work done and decided to take a break, not realizing it was well past noon.

"Miss Forbes, Agent Romanoff is requesting entrance to your floor." Jarvis told her.

"Please let her in, Thank You Jarvis." She told the AI. Nat entered with some takeout bags, setting them on the kitchen island. "Have you eaten?" She asked. Cassidy shook her head and walked over to greet her. She had brought sub sandwiches from their favorite spot down the street.

"Barton is gonna be mad we got subs without him." She told Nat laughing. The redhead shrugged her shoulders. "Then he should have left the gym when I told him I was leaving." She said coolly, taking her sandwich out.

"So…I went out for coffee with Steve yesterday." She told Nat, causing her to stop mid bite and turn her head. "And?"

"It went really great. He's really sweet, and he told me some about his past, and I told him about mine. He's really a gentleman, except he didn't kiss me when he walked me home." She said with a bit of sadness in her voice.

Nat laughed. "Well, he's a gentleman that way. You have to remember, he's not used to how things are now Cass, back then you probably had to go on two or three dates to get a kiss from a guy." She told Cassidy. It made sense, but Cassidy didn't know if she could wait that long to kiss him.

"He also asked me out on a date tonight. He's picking me up at seven." She told Nat. The spy looked down at her watch, then back up at Cassidy. "Well, that gives us plenty of time."

"Time for what?"

"To get you ready. Honestly, when was the last time you went on a date?" Cassidy had to think on that. Did the sex with Jake from accounting at Shield count? You snuck out of his house before he woke up, no it doesn't. She sighed.

"Okay."

She took a long bath, relaxing with some salts and candles Nat had set out for her. She wasn't in there long before Nat was banging on the door, telling her to get her ass out. Cassidy grumbled as she wrapped a towel around her and opened the door, glaring at the redhead. She was plopped into a chair and Nat began to work on her hair.

"I don't even know what to wear. Do I wear a dress? Shorts? Pants? I don't know where we're going." Nat smiled at her through the mirror. "Well, you're lucky that I do, then aren't you?" She leaned down and rested her chin on Cassidy's shoulder. "Just trust me kotenok, I will have you looking so good, Rogers won't know what to do with himself." She sighed and nodded. Cassidy trusted Nat with everything, and she knew she wouldn't steer her in the wrong direction.

On the floor below them Steve was pacing, more nervous than he's ever been, well since the first time he met Bucky. He wasn't sure how to date in this century. Natasha had talked to him earlier, while Cassidy had been in the shower, and Steve had a hard time concentrating on what she was saying, thinking about his soulmate naked a floor above him.

He knew that things were different now. He knew that women were more forward now and that they moved a lot faster than they did in the forties. Steve wasn't sure how to feel about it. Even with Bucky, Steve had never been the one for initiate anything first. He had always let Bucky take the lead because he fell into that roll so easily. Steve sighed and sat on the bed.

"Oh, Buck I wish you were here." He whispered. "You'd love her. She's the most beautiful dame I've ever seen."

Steve took a quick shower then pulled on a pair of khaki pants and a dark blue button up. He pulled on a leather jacket over it, threw on his boots and took another look at his hair before heading to elevator to get Cassidy.

The door to Cassidy's floor opened and Nat was leaning against the couch. Steve raised an eyebrow at her and she smirked. "She'll be out in a minute Rogers. You two have fun tonight." She called over her shoulder, exiting into the elevator.

Steve became more nervous, the longer he sat there. He heard a door open and he looked up to see Cassidy coming out of her bedroom. He sucked in a breath. She looked amazing. She had on tight jeans, heels and a white button up. He could faintly see the color of the black bra she had on underneath. He gulped when his eyes met hers.

"Steve. Hi." She said softly. God, he looks like sex on a stick. My soulmate looks like a freaking God, and here I am, looking like a drowned sewer rat most of the time.

"Cassidy, you look beautiful." He told her, standing up and meeting her in the middle of the room. She smiled up at him. "Thank you, Steve, you look pretty good yourself." Steve blushed and held out his hand, lacing his fingers with hers as they entered the elevator.

She was surprised they were taking his bike, but she loved the idea. He handed her a helmet and she got on behind him, wrapping her arms around his middle, her hands splayed out over his muscles. She had to stop herself from whimpering, Get it together girl.

He squeezed her hand before the bike roared to life, and he took off down the road. They drove for a while, before stopping at a little Italian restaurant in Brooklyn. "This place has been around since before I joined the army." He told her, taking her helmet and sitting it on the bike. "Bucky and I used to come here all the time." He said softly, looking down. Cassidy grabbed his hand and squeezed. He looked down and gave her a small smile, squeezing her hand back.

The inside of the restaurant was old fashioned, and cozy, and they were led to a booth in the corner of the restaurant, away from everyone else. They ordered wine, even though Steve couldn't get drunk, he liked the taste. They ordered and the food was absolutely amazing. Steve paid, even though Cassidy had offered, he wouldn't let her, telling her that he was the one who asked, so he was paying. She chuckled and let it go, telling herself that she would just have to be faster next time.

When they got back to the tower, Steve held her hand the whole ride up to her floor. He followed her into her apartment and into the kitchen where she sat her purse on the kitchen island. She turned to him and took a step closer. "I had a really great time tonight Steve." She told him. He stepped just a couple inches closer to her, running a hand down her arm.

"I did too." He leaned down and she thought this was it, he was going to kiss her. He went to the left and placed a soft kiss on her cheek. "Have a good night Cassidy." He whispered, before turning and walking back to the elevator, leaving her standing there with her mouth open.

Dammit.