Summary: Steve misses a very special date and doesn't see why Kat would get so upset about it.

There will be a part two to this!

He said he would be here, he promised. And he always keeps his promises. I just have to wait and be patient. He will be here.

And I wait; an hour becomes two, then three. After about five hours of waiting, I just give up. The candles have already burned out, food has gone cold, and I have drunk enough wine to give myself a nice buzz. I let out a sigh as start to clean up the food; maybe we can eat it tomorrow. If he even comes home tomorrow.

"What did you want me to do? Say "Sorry, I can't go save people's lives, I have a date." You're being selfish Kat!"

"Yes! That is exactly what I expect you to do Steve! You are not the only Avenger, you are not the only superhero out there. It does not all have to fall on your shoulders. Let someone else take control for once!" I yell back at him,

"Yes, I wanted to be selfish just this once Steve. Just this once I wanted you to pick me, pick to be with me. For once, I wanted to be more important to my boyfriend than a job. A job that many others are capable of doing."

I can see Steve rolling his eyes, running a hand through his hair,

"You knew what you were getting into when we started seeing each other. You should have expected to have dates cancelled because I get called away for a mission that I can't turn down."

"Oh my God! Do you hear yourself! You are trying to blame me for being upset because you didn't make a date. And it wasn't just ONE date Steve, there have been multiple date that you have "cancelled" or just forgot about. I have made every date, remember every important event for you, and you could not even bother to try and make this one. You didn't even call!"

"It was a stupid date Kat! It wasn't that important! The mission was more important than some stupid date!" Steve shouts in irritation, arms flailing in the air.

My face drops as realization hits me that it was not that he forgot, but that he didn't care. Plain and simple, he didn't even care enough to make the effort. I guess I shouldn't be surprised, this isn't the first time this has happened, he is always forgetting and showing he doesn't care enough about this relationship. Maybe I should just stop fighting.

I give him a tight smile, "Right, just a stupid date, nothing I should be getting upset about. Not important enough for us to be fighting over. Well, there is left over food in the fridge if you want it, no more wine though, I finished that off last night. Good-bye Steve."

I grab my things and head for the door, stopping when I hear him calling for me,

"What, that's just it? You're not staying because you are upset I forgot a silly little dinner."

Oh, that just feels like a shot through the heart. Go on Steve; tell me how you really feel. I turn to look at him, fighting back the tears, "I think that might be best right now. Leave before something gets said that we both regret and cannot take back."

I turn towards the door, but stop one more with my hand on the knob, "Oh, and one more thing, Steve?" I say looking back at him,

"Yeah?" he sighs out, hands on his hips.

"Happy Anniversary."

And with that I walk out the door, not even a glance back to see his reaction.