Hi everyone, here's the next chapter. This chapter is going to be the aftermath of their conversation and the drinking from last chapter. As always please read and review. I like hearing from you all and it motivates me to keep write me and get these updates out faster. So here it is.

The next morning I woke up to a pounding headache and a queasy stomach. Steve wasn't in bed. He had a meeting this morning if I remembered correctly. I tried to sit up but that was a really bad idea. I felt my stomach churn. I stood up as fast as I could and ran to the bathroom.

Worst hangover ever. I am never mixing scotch with shots of bourbon ever again. I've been hung-over before but never like this. At some point when I was puking Bucky came up behind me. He sat down behind me and held my hair back and rubbed my back.

"Uhh, I don't feel good." I say.

"I know doll. That's what happens when you mix scotch with over ten shots. I've never seen anyone drink as much as you and Howard did last night."

"How are you not dying right now?" I ask.

"I woke up earlier with Steve and had some coffee and aspirin. You're a heavy sleeper."

"Did we really have a talk last night."

"We did," He says grinning.

"Did I really..?" I start.

"Say you wanted to have sex with both of us and tell us we needed to grow a pair and make a move?"

"Aww I'm a moron when I'm drunk."

"You're not a moron. You have zero filter when you're drunk. Never realized how many things you keep bottled up." He says giving me a sad look.

"I don't bottle things up its more like I edit stuff out." I say finally standing up.

"Same thing" He says as he follows me back to my room. I sit down on the edge of my bed. Bucky goes to the night stand and hands me two aspirin pills and a glass of water.

"Do you regret what you said last night?" Bucky asks looking at me worried.

"What? No, of course not. I regret how I said it and that I had to get drunk to finally say it but no I don't."

"Good, I'm glad you said it." He says wrapping his arms around me and resting his head on my shoulder. I wrap my arms around his waist. He kissed my shoulder and let go. "I'll go make coffee and heat up breakfast." He says as he walks out of the room.

I grabbed a change of clothes and took a quick shower. I walked into the kitchen in a sage green button down dress and my hair curled. Bucky was already sitting at the table reading the newspaper. On the front page was a news report about Steve's "Daring Rescue".

"Everything looks good." I said sitting down.

"Yeah Steve made a bunch of pancakes and left them in the oven before he left. Made it with his Ma's recipe."

"A man that can cook that is rare. They don't make them like you two anymore." I say and he gives me that grin that makes my heart race. "There it is." I mumble.

"There what is?" He asks looking at me curiously.

"That grin."

"What you don't like it?" He asks scrunching his nose slightly. It's so cute.

"The opposite actually."

"Oh, really." He asks giving me an even bigger smile.

"I have a name for that grin." I say smiling shyly.

"I love that smile." He says.

"What smile?"

"The one when you get all shy and bashful. You get a dimple on your right cheek and you start blushing." I proceed to start blushing and give him the same smile "There it is."

"You are such a flirt." I say while I serve myself a small stack of pancakes.

"It's not flirting if it's the truth. So what do you call it?"

"Still flirting."

"Not that, I meant the grin. You said you had a name for it."

"Oh that, can we just forget about that."

"Oh no, I need to know. Come on Doll, what do you call my grin?"

"I'll tell you but you have to promise not to laugh."

"I promise." He says giving me a serious look.

I take a deep breath "The panty dropping grin." I mutter avoiding eye contact.

"That's what you call it?"

I nod while closing my eyes. "Yeah"

I hear him move out of his chair and walk in front of me. "Doll can you look at me? I'm not laughing."

I slowly open my eyes and see him squatting in front of me. "Hi" He lifts his hand puts a strand of my hair behind my ear. "You don't have to be embarrassed. It's a funny name way better than what Steve calls it."

"Steve has a name for it?"

"He calls it the you'll see later smile."

"You'll see later smile? What's that supposed to mean?"

"He says that it looks like I'm planning what I'm going to do to him later."

"That's a horrible name."

"I know. He's a creative artist but when it comes down to giving nicknames he's pretty bad at it."

"He really is." I say laughing.

"You don't have to feel embarrassed doll. I like seeing your sense of humor and I know after last night Steve really wants you to stop holding back."

"I can't believe I really did that."

"You really did. I wish you could be that honest when you're sober though."

"I don't think you want me to be that honest all the time. I cursed a lot."

"I liked seeing you take charge like that."

"I was rude." I argued.

"You were blunt there's a difference and a good one. Doll listen to me, you don't have to be afraid of hurting our feelings. We're tough guys we can handle it. So stop holding back."

"Okay." I say looking right at him.

"Oh and one last thing" He leans forward, and presses his lips to mine. If I thought the kiss we shared last night was good I was completely wrong. I put one hand on his shoulder and threaded the other. He had one hand in my hair and the other on my waist. He traced my lips asking for permission and I opened my mouth a bit almost immediately. Bucky was an amazing kisser. I moaned when his tongue met mine. Eventually we had to break the kiss. We both needed air. He leaned his forehead against mine and said, "I've wanted to do that since I woke up. If you want a kiss don't ask just do it."

He kissed my forehead and sat back in his chair.

"So what's the plan for today?"

"I guess we stay here until Steve gets back from his meeting. Apparently Howard had some equipment for him to try out."

"That's what he was working on. I told him to keep it simple but he decided to over do it. I helped him design a simple shield. Told him that's the one he'd pick."

"Well how about after he gets back we go grab something to eat. I saw a diner a couple of blocks away."

"Sounds good, haven't had a burger in a while."

"I'm gonna grab a shower."

"I'll clean up a bit here."

"You sure, I can help out.

"No it's fine. You helped make breakfast I got this."

"Okay." He comes up and kisses my cheek. "Thanks Doll"

He leaves to his room and I get started cleaning the kitchen. It wasn't as messy as Bucky made it out to be. I finished in a few minutes. I decided to grab a book and read on the couch. Bucky joined me shortly after his shower. We were both reading there for a couple of hours.

I got up to get a glass of water when the door opens.

"Hey Steve how was…" He interrupts me by wrapping his arms around me and kissing me. He totally caught me by surprise. I kiss him back.

When he finally pulls away he says, "Philips' secretary, Private Lorraine jumped me and kissed me. Peggy saw us and shot me three times but I was holding a shield. Please don't be mad."

"She what?!" I practically yelled out.

"She kissed me. I swear I didn't kiss her back." Steve explained.

"No, not that. Peggy shot you?" I said looking him over. "You okay. You're not hurt anywhere."

"No I'm fine. Howard was showing me some equipment and this shield I picked out blocked the bullets." He explained, "You're not mad?"

"I'm mad at Peggy for shooting you and I'm mad at Private Lorraine for kissing you but I trust you and know you're telling the truth." I say.

He gives me another hug and practically lifts me off the floor. "Thank you. You're amazing."

"You know I'm not the only one you should be explaining yourself too" He let me go immediately.

"Bucky?"

"I heard, you let a dame get the jump on you punk." Bucky says giving him a look.

"Sorry?" Steve says confused by his reaction.

Bucky just comes up to him and gives him a small peck on the lips. "Don't let it happen again."

"I promise." He says.

"So what's the plan for the rest of the day?" I say.

"Don't know." Steve says.

"How about we finally have that date we've been putting off?" Bucky suggests.

"What'd you have in mind?" I ask.

"Movie, dinner, and a walk in the park?" Bucky suggests.

"I can work with that. What do you suggest I wear?" I ask.

"What you have on works just grab a coat. Unless you want to go dancing." He says sneakily.

"NO!" Steve and I shout at the same time. We turned to look at each other.

"Why don't you want to go?" I ask.

"I don't know how dance. You?"

"Two left feet, it's a miracle I haven't hurt myself walking in heels."

"You two are unbelievable. You haven't even given it a chance."

"Oh I've tried believe me." I say

"I never got the chance," Steve says sadly. Aww he gives me this sad look. I go and hug him.

"We'll go some other time. Just keep it nice and simple for now." I say smiling up at him. I leaned up and gave him a chaste kiss on the lips. "I'm going to go get my coat so we can get going." I let go of him and went to my room.

I grabbed a grey coat and a scarf. I walked back to the living room.

"Hey I just checked the paper, the picture doesn't start for another hour. Gives us plenty of time to walk there." Bucky says.

"Sounds good. What are we watching?"

"For Whom the Bells Toll?" He answers.

"Sounds familiar. I'm sure its good. Where's Steve?"

"Right here," He says walking out of his room. "Ready to go"

"Yeah lets go." I said walking right behind Bucky with Steve right behind me.

We went to a theater a couple of blocks away. The sky was cloudy but it wasn't too cold to take a walk. After the movie, Bucky and I finally got the burger we've been craving since were imprisoned in Azzano. Steve thought it was strange that we both dipped our fries or should I say chips in our malts. We just shrugged and kept eating.

We were walking back to the apartment and started talking about the new team Steve had formed.

"When do you guys head out?" I ask.

"A few days before Christmas." Steve says.

"You still have that one problem to fix." Bucky reminds him.

"What problem?"

"We need a medic for the team. We're going to be out in the field for weeks or months at a time, in the line of fire, we need someone who's good under pressure and can work with limited resources and we're not exactly sure who can fill that role." Steve explains

"Not to mention we need all that and someone we can get along with and hold their own in a fight." Bucky adds.

"I have a suggestion. I know someone who's pretty good with a scapel. Speaks English, Spanish, French, German, Russian and Italian. Has multiple degrees in engineering, biochemistry, and physics. Knows a bit of gymnastics and has trained in hand to hand combat for a few years." I say.

"Sounds great who is he?" Steve says.

Bucky gives me a look and his eyes widen when he realizes who I'm talking about. "No."

"It's a good idea." I say

"Nora that's a horrible idea." Bucky responds.

"What is she talking about? Why is it such a bad idea Buck?" Steve asks just looking between the two of us.

"Steve, she's talking about coming with us and being our medic." Bucky finally explains to him.

"No, not going to happen. You were lucky to make it out of that Hydra prison the first time I won't risk them getting to you again." Steve says practically yelling towards the end.

"Guys considering everything you know about me and what I can do you know I'm the best candidate."

"Not worth the risk." Bucky says.

"Not going to happen." Steve practically orders

"Really, you haven't even given me a chance."

"NO!" they both say at the same time.

"We'll see." I say walking away towards the apartment.