Just a little Brooke and Steve fluff for everyone. Hope you enjoy and as always, reviews are appreciated.

Brooke's POV

Once the movie was over, I declared I needed to head home and looked in Steve's direction, hoping that he would also leave as well so we could walk down together. His eyes met mine and he smiled, giving me a slight nod, "I should really be going too" he announced to Bucky and Eden.

While he put his shoes on and talked to Bucky, I helped Eden carry the plates and empty containers to the kitchen to throw away.

"Thanks for earlier….singing that song. She would have loved it, you know…hearing you sing it would have made her smile" I said.

"It did" she said smiling with a distant look in her eye. When she caught the confused look in my eye she said, "I just mean…you know that I'm sure it did…make her smile"

"So, you'll be at the museum at 3:00 tomorrow?" I asked her.

She nodded her head at me, "Yeah, Bucky's going to catch a ride with Steve in the morning so I can drive the SUV" I smiled at the mention of Steve's name and she noticed my eyes brighten.

I was thinking of what he had said earlier to me after him and Bucky showed up. I had been staring out that window with a heavy heart as Eden sang. I didn't think it was possible to cry that many tears for one person but as Eden sang that song I felt them building up once again. I had only listened to that song one time since the funeral and it had the same effect on me as it did tonight. I don't know why I asked Eden to sing it; maybe I needed to shed just a few more tears for her, sweet little Beth.

I had sat on the front row the day of the funeral and I had watched Eden nervously step up to sing it. I had never told anyone, but when Eden started singing that song, my eyes had wandered to a spot in the corner of the room and I swear I saw Beth standing there with the sweetest smile on her face. She was watching Eden sing that song and as the song ended, Beth looked my way and waved at me. The tears built up in my eyes and I bent my head to blink them away…when I looked up, she was gone. To this day, I don't know if I was losing my mind or if maybe, by some chance, Beth had been there that day…her way of saying goodbye after being ripped away from us all so suddenly.

"I never thanked you for singing at the funeral Eden" I said softly to her as I stared up into the sky, wondering if somewhere up there Beth was looking down at me.

"You didn't have to" she whispered back to me.

When Steve cleared his throat, I turned around and saw him standing there but quickly twisted back around to wipe the tears from my face.

Stop crying. Don't let him see you crying. You're supposed to be strong and independent…not a crybaby.

I miss Beth. She would have liked Steve. She was so young…..

The damn tears wouldn't stop, if anything, they only fell quicker as I tried to wipe them from my face. Bucky and Eden were talking across the room but I heard footsteps approaching and knew it had to be Steve. I silently cursed myself for asking Eden to sing that song. I felt him standing next to me but I didn't turn to him.

"Brooke?" he said it so quietly I almost didn't hear him.

His hand was suddenly on my shoulder and I felt him turn me to face him. He looked surprised when he saw the tears falling down my cheeks.

"Brooke" he whispered again, reaching out to brush the tears from my cheeks with the back of his hand as he stared down at me. He pulled me into his chest and I threw my arms around him. His warm embrace enveloped me and I heard him tell me, "Don't cry…you're too beautiful to cry"

I stood there in his arms as he rubbed his hands up and down my back. The tears stopped but I didn't let go of him, I just laid my head on his chest and listened to his heartbeat.

"Do you want to talk about it?" he asked me, pulling away to look at me. I nodded and laid my head back down, mumbling into his chest about Beth's accident and the funeral that followed.

He listened to me tell my story, holding me tightly, smoothing my hair down and laying light kisses on my forehead. When I was done, I finally pulled away…feeling better but slightly embarrassed at my breakdown.

"I'm sorry, I don't usually fall apart like that…it's so unlike me" I said, lowering my head.

"Even the strongest person has to fall apart sometimes…when I saw Bucky fall from that train and die….I fell apart myself. You don't always have to be the strong one Brooke. I'm here for you if you need to fall apart, I'll help put you back together again" he said.

I smiled remembering how he had leaned down and kissed me so softly on the lips that it literally took my breath away.

"Steve's pretty special, isn't he?" I heard Eden say to me, shaking me from my thoughts.

I nodded my head and smiled, "He is" She gave me a knowing smile and a quick hug before walking out of the kitchen with me following closely behind.

Steve was standing by the door saying his goodbyes to Eden and Bucky. I grabbed my purse and walked out of the apartment only to feel Steve right behind me, his hand on the small of my back. He reached for my hand as we walked down the stairs and I looked up to see him smiling at me. Instead of turning to go through the front exit and heading to his apartment next door, he walked me through the back door to the parking lot where I had left my car. We didn't say a word to each as we walked, just held on to each other's hand tightly. When we reached my car, I unlocked it and he opened the door for me. I threw my purse in and turned back around to him. He had stepped forward and now only inches separated us.

My hands went to his chest and I felt the hardened muscle under my fingertips, I glanced up at his mouth and swallowed nervously. My heart only raced quicker when I felt his hand come to my waist.

Get yourself together Brooke. You've kissed guys before…this is no different.

Fuck yes, it's different…this is Steve…he's special.

"Is it okay if I try for that A+ again?" he whispered softly in my ear, his breath warm against my neck. He pulled away and looked into my eyes, waiting for my answer.

"Yes" I said huskily, almost unable to get the word out of my mouth because my throat had suddenly gone dry.

I closed my eyes and had to hold back a moan when I felt his lips touch my mine. It started out softly, just a light caress…but it slowly deepened as his other hand skimmed up my back to settle on my neck, holding me tightly. One of my hands glided up his neck and around his head to entangle itself in his hair while the other wrapped around his back, finding the bottom of his shirt and slipping under. I felt him shudder as the tips of my fingers made contact with the warm skin of his back. I felt my back touch the cold metal of my Mustang and Steve's warm body pressed tightly against the front of me. I whimpered when his lips left mine but I was pleasantly surprised when I felt him begin kissing the most sensitive spots on my neck. The moan that escaped my lips was quickly silenced when his mouth found mine again. We kissed until finally I had to pull away to gasp for breath. He looked down at me, also breathing heavily, smiling as he tried to catch his breath. I ran my hands through my hair, chucking lightly to myself, trying to recover from the most amazing kiss I had ever experienced.

"What's so funny?' he asked, placing his hands back on my waist and tugging me close to him again.

"That was…quite a kiss" I said breathily.

"A+ material?" he asked, leaning down to kiss me softly.

"Definitely" I said once he pulled away, looking up at him.

His smile widened and he looked quite proud of himself.

"Don't get cocky on me Rogers. It doesn't mean anything if you only manage to do it once" I said, leaning up to place a kiss on his cheek.

"Am I going to get the chance to do it again?" he asked, stepping back to give me space.

I shrugged my shoulders, "I'll think about it" When I saw him roll his eyes at me, I stepped up to him and threw my arms around his neck, "Steve Rogers, you can do that again anytime you want…in fact, I would consider it an insult if you didn't want do it again" I said before kissing him again on the lips hard. I pulled away, "I really should be going…I have to be at work early tomorrow. You'll be at the museum at 3:00, right?" I asked.

He nodded his head, "Me and Bucky are going to ride over together. We'll come find you…I'd rather not have anyone recognize me and I know he won't either"

I nodded my head and got into my car, looking up at him one last time, "Good night Steve"

He bent down and kissed me lightly on the cheek, "Good night Brooke"