Author's Note: Finally, another update! Inspiration is slow for this one, so updates are too. Sad day. Anyways, read, review, and enjoy!

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Steve had never really expected to be snowed in. Sure, there were a lot of people who had that problem, but Steve lived on the top floor of an apartment building. There were fire escapes he could go down if the door was snowed shut. If he wasn't staying at his apartment, he was at the Avenger's Tower and he swore that Stark put something in the sidewalk that melted snow because there was always a clear path in the sidewalk only in front of the Tower. It was weird. Stark denied everything.

So, out of the two places that Steve lived, there wasn't anywhere that was a serious problem. Being snowed in was never a concern. The thought never even occurred to him.

That was why he unconcernedly opened the door of the little gym he worked out in after the blizzard warning had passed. It had been almost two days and he was just thankful that no one else was stuck in there with him, that he'd had food and clothes stocked in the gym, and that there were plenty of books and workout materials for him to keep himself occupied.

It wasn't the most fun he'd had, but it wasn't that concerning. What was more concerning, however, was the distress signal that went up as soon as the blizzard passed. Apparently, any of the Avengers that had been able to (meaning Stark with his suit, Rhodey with his suit, and Hulk) had been working rescue operations. With the blizzard gone, the rest of the Avengers were expected to join in.

That was what led to Steve unconcernedly opening the door of the little gym he worked out in. And coming face to face with a pile of snow.

That wasn't good.

A check at the back door revealed the exact same thing. There was no way to access the roof from the inside. He was trapped inside the building. His communicator beeped before Stark's voice filled the silence of the room, "Hey, Capsicle, I know you probably don't like cold after your history with ice, but it would be nice to have someone who could lift cars out here. That would be nice. Anytime now."

Hesitating, Steve reached up to his ear, responding, "I'm trapped at the moment. I'm completely snowed into this building."

"Seriously?" Natasha groaned, panting in exertion.

"I'm calling bull!" Clint yelled, frustrated and tired.

Steve frantically glanced around him. His teammates needed him out there and he wasn't delivering at all. They needed a heavy lifter and someone who had done rescue before. They needed Captain America. But he was trapped, completely. There would be no way to get out until someone with the heavy duty machines came and got the snow out of the way.

Frustrated, Steve tried to find something he could use to disrupt the torrent of snow standing firm at his doorway. Didn't he have a shovel in here? Any sort of large, firm material he could use to scoop stuff out of the way? Anything?

A sight caught his eye. His shield was there, lying innocently against the wall. His shield! That was perfect! That would be a little unwieldy, but it would easily get the job down.

Steve reached over and grabbed the shield before hesitating slightly. Did he really want to do this? He got teased enough for literally any other thing that he used the shield for. Was this really worth it? Yes, yes of course it was.

People were in danger! People needed his help and he couldn't leave them alone because he was embarrassed. No one was even going to see him! He could always tell his teammates a little white lie about how he got out of the snowed-in building. It wouldn't really hurt all that much for one little lie. It was to save people!

Determined, Steve gripped the handle of the shield and started levering it against the snow, working to cave his way through the soft white material. Almost done. Almost there.

The final scoop left him blinking at the bright sunlight glinting off of Thor's armor. No. No way.

Thor grinned down at Steve, "I had thought to come rescue you so we may rescue others, but it appears that your own desire to avenge others led you to freedom! I am impressed, Captain. Using the shield that the father of Stark made for you." Thor was definitely mocking him, eyes glinting with mischief.

"I hate you. I hate this." Steve bemoaned, pressing his head against the side of the door. Thor just laughed and flew off, leaving him in the snow.

Author's Note: I know it's small and kind of sad, but here you go!