A Helping Hand

(Iris POV)

I was feeding Luna when I got a phone call earlier saying my car was ready to be picked up, with everything that's happened the past week I totally forgot about my car and the fact that they had kept it WAY longer then they said they would! I wanted my car back really bad but I didn't want to go alone, I had to be there before 6 because that's when they close for the night. I called Amber and Renee but they both couldn't take me. I wasn't yet ready to tell them what happened that night, it was difficult for me to even think about. I didn't know who to call until I remembered Steve. I was dreading this, I didn't want to ask him, I did not want to ask a man for help but...I have no one else. I wasn't sure if I should call him since he said he was at the compound so I settled for giving him a text.

"Hey, I know I am probably bothering you and I would never normally do this especially through a damn text but you did give me your number after all, I don't want to do this but I have a favor to ask you, text or call me back when you can, Iris."

He calls me back a few hours later. I'm very nervous, again I had never asked for a man's help before so this is very new for me. "Hello." I spoke when I pressed connect.

"Hey, sorry it took me a while to get back to you but I got your text, what's going on?"

"Oh it's okay...well my car has been in the shop for over week now and they just called me saying it's ready to be picked up, if I don't get it by 6:00 I have to wait until tomorrow...I can't find a ride, my two friends can't take me and..."

"I'll take you." He finished my sentence.

"You will?" I asked.

"Yeah, the new recruits are done training for today so I'm free. I will pick you up in an half hour." He replied.

"Thank you." I could only say.

"No problem." After we hung up I'm stunned about how easy that was...but did he finish my sentence so I didn't have to ask him for help? No, that couldn't be, I am just imagining things.

He comes and picks me up in his car. On the way there we're both quiet, I couldn't get that thought out of my mind, I have to ask him. "Thanks for taking me."

"Anytime." He softly replies.

"So...when I was asking you to take me you stopped me...why did you do that? I mean, you had the upperhand, you could have gloated about this forever." I ask.

"Well, first I would never gloat (he grins) and second, I know how hard it is to ask for help, trust me it's not easy for me either and you were trying so hard through all your stuttering." He teases.

"I was not stuttering, I was very composed." I said with confidence.

"Oh yes you were and no you weren't!" He responded to both statements, I would have sworn I was calm, cool and collected.

"Well...thank you anyways." I finished, he gives me a side grin and continues to drive, I have to look out the window to avoid his gaze...God this man made me uncomfortable! Why was that? All he was doing was smiling at me!

"I'm actually glad you called." He suddenly spoke, I look over at him and was about to saying something but he stopped me, "I didn't like the idea of you going out again so soon by yourself."

"Yeah?" I simply asked.

"Yeah, you went through a lot and I am sure it's going to take time to go back to normal." I don't say anything I just look over at him and he gives me a very sweet but understanding smile. Man, this guy is making this hard, he's so damn charming! Don't let him fool you Iris!

When we got there he stayed with me the whole time at the shop and afterwards I knew I had to do something to say thank you and show my gratitude. "Would you like to get some ice cream or something?" I asked.

"Sure." He responded.

My favorite ice cream was from this little tiny ice cream shop, it's just a bit big then an ice cream truck. He's about to pay for himself, "no, I got yours this time." I pull out cash and he's going to protest but I stop him, "call it a thank you for taking me." It took a few minutes but he complied.

"Next time you don't have to buy or do something for me to say thank you, you can just...say thank you." he told me, I nodded half believing him and half not.

We decide to walk while eating our ice cream. I look over at him and the sunlight is brightening up his face...he's so beautiful it's hard to look away! I swear I can't find one flaw on his face, it's like he was sculpted by the Gods or something, it's so damn annoying! I shake my head away from my thoughts and have to force myself to look away from him.

"Are you seeing anybody?" I suddenly ask and immediately I regretfully close my eyes, I have no idea why I asked that!

"No...no, I haven't for a long time." He responded.

"Why not?"

"Well, before I became Captain America girls weren't exactly lining up and I was very shy...it was difficult for me to talk to girls..." He explained.

"You seem to be doing just fine now," I chimed in with my own grin.

"Yeah but that's after years of practice...Natasha was very patient with me." He joked which made me giggle.

"So...you and Natasha aren't..." I'm starting to ask.

"No, we're just friends and co-workers. I probably trust her more then anyone, well her and Sam."

"So there is nobody special then?"

"There was someone back in the 40's, her name was Peggy...Peggy Carter." He softly revealed to me.

"I read about her, she sounded awesome! I didn't read anything about you and her being together though."

"That's because no one really knew...and because we never really got that far. We only shared one kiss together."

"Why? What was keeping you from each other?"

"The war...we had a war to win. We planned on having our first date after it was over but I ended up crashing the plane instead...waking up here 70 years later." He took a few seconds to just look around, looking at all the changes since the 40's.

"I'm sorry you never got your chance." I sympathetically replied, I feel really bad for him...I'm trying to imagine what that would be like...to be in a world you don't recognize...for everyone you know to be gone. "Is she...you know still alive?"

"Yeah, she's alive. I have visited her a few times but...her mind is...I just confuse her when I go...it's difficult to see her like that." He chokes out, I can tell it's hard for him to talk about.

"Well, at least she has you back," I said trying to make him feel better. "...Do you miss it...the 40's...your time?"

"...Sometimes." He honestly answered. "But...not right now." He turns his head and gives me a smile while we gaze into each others eyes. "So...when do you go back to work?" He suddenly quickly changed the subject and reverted his eyes from mine. I hope he doesn't notice my red hot cheeks!

"Tomorrow, so far I've called in sick...I am a little nervous." I confessed without even thinking of it.

"Would you like me to go with you?" He asked sweetly, I smiled. "No, I will be fine, I have to get back to normal sometime..." I really do appreciate the sweet gesture.

He walks me to my car, "well, thanks again for taking me to get my car." I softly spoke with my back to him, I turn around to face him and that's when I realize how close he was walking behind me, we instantly pause and link eyes.

"Your welcome...I'll see you later." He whispered, without warning he leaned in and kissed my cheek, his lips almost touching my mouth. His lips lingered on my cheek for a few seconds, my face is getting hot. When he let go he realized what he had done and we looked at each other for a good few seconds, I look at his full lips and then he did the same to mine, there's this intense energy that's pulling us in, I'm very close to his lips. He suddenly steps away first, "I'll uh...again see you later." He mumbled. I just shake my head...I am not sure if I could speak quite yet.

When I get home I shut the door and hold the cheek he kissed. What was happening to me? I have only known the guy for six days and I am already acting like a silly schoolgirl! I can't give in to my sexual desires...I am not going to get hurt again or fall for it. I have to be more careful...but God he smelled good...no stop it! I need a cold shower!


They are getting to know each other better and getting closer!