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"Remind me again what we're doing?" Steve asked, pulling on his leather jacket.

"We are going to the Palace. We haven't eaten out for a long time and we thought we'd bring you along," Betty explained as she checked her make up in the mirror. After Betty, Nathan, and Charlie came back from the diner, they had announced they were going out and Steve was going to join them. There didn't seem to be a question in the statement so Steve agreed. Nathan tromped down the stairs a few minutes later, wearing a nice button down shirt and black pants. Charlie emerged from her room in a short flower dress with matching flowers in her hair. Her eyes popped from the mascara she was wearing and she was a few inches taller from the heels she was wearing.

"Look at you Lotte! Trying to impress someone?" Betty asked, wiggling her eyebrows. Steve desperately hoped she wasn't talking about him. Charlie just rolled her eyes and laughed.

"Nana, I always dress like this when we go out. What's wrong with a girl dressing up once in a while?" Charlie smiled. Betty laughed and kissed Charlie on the cheek.

"Well you do dress up well," Nathan said. His eyes shone with a mix of pride and protection.

"Thank you Nattie," Charlie said, touching his shoulder. Nathan nodded and jingled the keys.

"Let's go get some grub," Nathan walked to the door and opened it dramatically. Steve followed after Charlie, smiling at the family's antics. They piled into a small car and backed out of the driveway.

"I think you'll like where we're going. It's home cooked food, great people, and a live band," Charlie said. They were sitting in the back of the car. Steve had his knees at an odd angle because he was too tall for the small car.

"A live band?"

"Yep, every night." Steve nodded and looked out the window. Trees illuminated by the setting sun rushed by. Steve felt at peace in the car with these once strangers. After spending a week or so with them, he felt completely accepted. They felt like friends now, and Steve didn't use that term lightly. After his transformation and during the war, Steve had learned who was a true friend and who just wanted to be close to him because of his title. Nathan and Betty didn't treat him like someone special at all and that was amazing. Even Charlie treated him like just another guy. Steve had found it strange at first that they'd welcomed him into their home without knowing anything about him. Had they known the first time they'd seen him? I doubt it, Steve thought. After watching them, Steve came to the conclusion that they were just generous people. Steve wondered if they'd always been like that or if their church had impacted them more. Either way, Steve was grateful to them.

Nathan and Betty began to bicker in the front seat. Steve looked at Charlie and she just rolled her eyes. Steve smiled and shook his head. He'd become used to their bickering. Charlie and Steve lapsed into a comfortable silence, both of them looking out the window. They drove for several minutes, finally pulling up to a tall building. A big Palace sign stood outside with an arrow pointing towards the door. Steve could hear the music through the car. It sounded like old country music with a violin and a banjo. Steve raised an eyebrow towards Charlie and she smiled.

"You'll see, it's fun," Charlie laughed. They got out of the car, Nathan and Betty still bickering about something. Steve was blown away when he walked through the doors. The inside of the building was decorated like an old country saloon. Wooden chairs and round tables surrounded a big open space that Steve assumed was a dance floor. There was a bar on the right with wooden stools and old country signs decorating the walls. The live band was strumming away, warbling into the mic. Voices rolled over one another as people ate at their tables. Charlie giggled at Steve's wide eyes.

"I told you," she smirked. Steve picked his jaw up from the floor and smiled. This was a surprise. How did Charlie always manage to surprise him? A young waiter approached them and led them to a round table near the dance floor. He gave them all menus and called the family by name, hesitating when he came to Steve.

"This is Steve, he's a friend of ours," Betty introduced. The waiter smiled and promised to bring everyone sweet iced tea.

"So welcome to the Palace. The chicken fried steak is amazing as are the biscuits and gravy," Nathan announced. Steve looked at the menu and his mouth began to water. There was chicken, steak, macaroni and cheese, string beans, and the list went on. Charlie continued to smile at Steve's wide eyes. Betty and Nathan set their menus down, already knowing what they want. Charlie skimmed the menu and then set it down as well. Steve bit the inside of his lip, scanning the menu again. The biscuits and gravy with chicken sounded good.

"Any suggestions?" Steve asked. Charlie leaned over and looked between the menu and Steve.

"I think you'll like anything on this menu but you should try the biscuits and gravy," Charlie said. Steve chuckled.

"That's what I was thinking too." Charlie smiled and sat back in her chair. The waiter came back a few minutes later with four tall glasses of sweet iced tea. He took their order by memory and visited several other tables before going to the kitchen. The sweet tea was indeed sweet and it had a hint of peach.

"This is a common place for our little area," Betty said, gesturing around.

"It's nice. I did not expect this when you said we were going out," Steve laughed. Betty smiled and Nathan chuckled.

"We're a family of surprises," Nathan smiled. The song the band had been playing ended on a unique note and Betty cringed slightly. Her face brightened at the start of the next song.

"Nathan we're dancing," Betty announced, standing up. Nathan groaned and tried to protest but Betty pulled him up. Betty dragged him onto the dance floor and Nathan relented with a sigh. They lined up next to each other and began to dance to the beat. They're line dancing, Steve realized. Steve watched their feet move in familiar patterns as they danced across the floor.

"Have you ever line danced Steve?" Charlie asked curiously. Steve shook his head.

"I haven't danced any kind of dance for a long time Charlie," Steve said, his eyebrows rising. Charlie rolled her eyes.

"Have you ever done line dancing before mr. particular?" Steve smiled and shook his head.

"No. I lived in the city and line dancing was considered more country dancing. I've discovered that dancing has changed a lot since I've been asleep."

"Well, line dancing hasn't. Come on," Charlie stood up. Steve blinked.

"Me? Dance? No thank you. I'm good," Steve said. His old fear of dancing came creeping back. When he'd been growing up, no one had wanted to dance with him and thus he'd never really learned how to dance. After the transformation he became acutely aware to his new strength and was afraid his inexperience with dancing would leave his partner in the hospital. That last fear was still there.

"Come on Steve. This line dance is very easy to learn and it's a dance you do by yourself, not with a partner," Charlie pleaded. Steve blinked again, how did she know what he was thinking?

"I mean some line dances require a partner but I like the ones without a partner," Charlie rambled. She looked at Steve with big eyes but Steve was still unsure. Charlie sighed and held out her hand.

"Try something new Steve." Steve looked between her face and hand, then sighed. He grabbed her hand and stood up.

"Alright," Steve conceded. Charlie smiled and led him to the dance floor. Betty grinned and waved at them. Nathan was too busy looking at his feet to notice them. Charlie pointed to a spot on the floor and Steve stepped over to it. She did the steps and then motioned for Steve to try it. He willed his feet to move and was surprised when they did what Charlie's feet did. Charlie smiled encouragingly and began repeating the steps to the rhythm of the song. Steve tried to match the beat but his feet wouldn't move fast enough. He stopped and watched Charlie, slowly doing the steps she had shown him. Faster than he would've expected, he began to move faster. Soon, he was line dancing to the song. Steve Rogers was dancing. A grin lit up his face as the music corresponded with his feet. He looked over at Charlie who was beaming too. She was probably laughing but the band was so loud, Steve couldn't hear her. If only Bucky could see me now, Steve thought. His grin slipped slightly but he didn't let the death of his best friend bring him down tonight. Bucky wouldn't have wanted that.

After the song was done they all sat down to hot food. The food was good, but nothing would compare to Charlie's cooking. After they had eaten, Charlie showed Steve another line dance. And another. And another. Steve had never danced so much in one night. By the time they left the Palace, Steve's feet were sore and he had a lingering smile for the rest of the night.