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Chapter 6

I don't know why I was expecting the world to have changed now that Steve and I had decided to try things out but I did. I wanted everything to slide into place and just fit, the fairy tale to finish and for life to be easy.

It was a stupid dream and while everything wasn't fine once Steve and I had decided to work at being together it did make me feel a little more sure of myself. I wasn't crazy or misreading things. I liked Steve and as it turned out Steve liked me back; we liked each together and we were going to try.

"I want to take you out," Steve said from the edge of the kitchen island where I was currently working on an idea for a new gadget on dad's suit. Something to keep my mind busy.

My heart skipped a beat and I smiled, "I want to go out with you too, but now's not really a good time?" I said dejectedly. "I'm kind of on lockdown."

Silence permeated the apartment as we sat there trying to figure out what the next step was. I agreed that this decision should be celebrated but, I was worried about going back out until I got the all clear from my dad. Going back out was a stupid idea, a ridiculous idea, but I wasn't just going out by myself. I was going out with Steve, someone more than capable of handling anything that may or may not happen. Was counting on someone else defending me when I left the apartment, wrong?

"You going to let me know what is going on in that head of yours?" Steve asked.

I shot him a small smile. "Talking myself into going out tonight, while also talking myself out of going."

"Oh yeah?" Steve said moving from his perch. "Which side is winning?"

I liked this Steve, this playful Steve that I rarely got to see. Granted he hadn't really had time to be this person, between recovering from being frozen and then New York. When we were together, hanging out, I got to see this side and I loved it.

I swallowed, just once wouldn't hurt, just depending on someone else wouldn't be the worst thing. Right?

"Ok," I admitted. "I just need to shower and change"

Steve lit up. "Yeah?" he asked.

I laughed. "Yeah," I whispered back.

"Ok, ok," Steve began, "I need to shower and change too, so I'm going to run back to my apartment. I'll use my key to get back in so don't open the door for anyone."

I grinned and nodded. "Will do," I said.

Steve left and I jumped up and down for a few seconds in excitement before I turned and ran to take a shower

I hurried as fast as I could, I still had a laundry list of items that needed to get done while I was in the shower. The biggest hurdle would be taking care of the knots that formed at the base of my neck. I finished and made my way over to my closet. When I officially moved from the Malibu house the one thing that I missed was that I couldn't bring everything that I wanted to from my closet. So I made the practical decision, I brought my jeans and my normal attire of things that I like to wear; a long sleeve shirt in several colors and a few more business outfits. In short terms, I didn't grab a whole lot of dresses and cute outfits for dates. So, I spent time looking at what I had grabbed and tried to find a somewhat cute outfit for tonight.

I grabbed a long sleeve black shirt and one of my green business dresses. It was strapless and the long sleeves of the shirt will help with the cold. I grabbed a pair of black tights with lining down the back of my legs and a cute pair of black ankle boots.

I blow dried my hair and let it fall naturally as I slipped on a small diamond teardrop necklace. The sun had set and dusk had spread across the sky as I finished getting ready.

I heard a soft knock and the jingle of keys as Steve opens the door. "Scarlett?" he called.

"In here," I yelled from the living room as I stood and tugged my dress down, hoping that what I was wearing looked as good as it did in my head.

Steve turned the corner and I couldn't help but rake my eyes over him. He was wearing a dark red button up with the sleeves buttoned up, he also had a pair of black pants. "You look dashing," I said as I looked at him again.

Steve cleared his throat. "You look, you look beautiful."

I felt my cheeks run hot as I bit my bottom lip. "Thank you," I said as I picked up my small clutch that was on the table.

"Ready to go?" I asked as I went up on my tip toes and fell back down.

Steve held out his arm. "Let's go."

I grabbed his arm and we headed out.

Steve nodded to the doorman as he held the door for us. I let my mind wander as I followed Steve. Were my parents ok? Was Uncle Rhodey? Was it shitty of me to go out on a date while they are putting their lives on the line for us?

As if on cue my phone started to ring. "Hold on," I said as I stepped to the side of the sidewalk and pulled out my phone. "It's my dad," I said meeting Steve's eyes.

"Answer it," Steve urged.

I swipe to answer his call. "Is she safe?" I asked without a greeting.

"I'm fine," I heard my mom's voice from the other end. "I'm a little bruised but I'm fine."

"Mom?" my voice wavered as I looked up at Steve. "Is that you?"

Steve's arm wrapped around my waist as I leaned into him. "It's me," she confirmed.

I closed my eyes and let the relief rush over me. "Are Dad and Rhodey ok, too?" I asked.

"Everyone's is fine kid," I heard my dad's voice say. "We are going to New York and once we get Pepper settled, we are having a meeting."

"I'll be there, and you're sure everyone is ok? I asked I could feel Steve start to rub circles on my back.

"Well your mom has superpowers but I think that we are getting rid of those soon," my dad piped in. "Have a nice night!" The phone disconnected.

"Superpowers, what?" I asked. "Dad," I pulled the phone back and saw that the call had been disconnected.

"Is everything ok?" Steve asked.

"I think so," I answered glancing at my phone before slipping it in my purse.

"Are you ok?" Steve asked. "We can go home."

"No," I said smiling up at him. "Let's go out."

"Yeah?" he asked, a small smile forming on his face.

I rose on my tip toes and placed a small kiss on his lips. "Yeah," I replied.

Steve grabbed my hand and we headed to what he had planned for tonight.

Steve opened the door for me and I headed into the restaurant.

"Hey Paul," Steve called out.

"Steve," a small voice called out from behind the table at the door.

I looked down and smiled at a young boy who was perched on top of the hostess table. "Hello," I said.

The child gave me a wide toothless grin. "I'm Seth," he babbled.

I laughed at what looked to be six-year-old stick his tongue out at Seth. "Seth," he whined.

"Are you Paul?" I asked, the older sibling.

"I am," he announced. "And I'm going to take you to your seat."

"Why thank you," I said as I followed him to our seats.

"Here you are," he said as Steve pulled out my chair. "Why thank you, sir."

"My pleasure," he said as he sat across from me.

Paul placed our menus down and looked at the two of us.

"Is this her?" Paul asked.

"Paul," Steve stuttered as his cheeks started to redden.

"What?" I asked looking at Paul.

"Steve comes in all the time, and he asked if he should bring you here for your date," Paul said.

"He did?" I asked.

Paul nodded. "Mama said to bring her here and she is going to make you fall in love with love with him by showing you her cooking."

I laughed as Steve's cheeks turned a new shade of red.

"Thanks. Paul," he said clearing his throat.

Paul scampered off and I turned to Steve. "He's a great secret keeper," Steve commented. I tried to stifle my laughing as Steve chuckled along.

I picked up my menu. "Since you come here so often, what is good?" I asked scanning the menu.

"Well, I get the grilled chicken sandwich," Steve said.

I closed my menu. "Sounds good."

Paul came back over with Seth toddling behind him. "What can I get you to drink?" he asked.

Seth walked over to me and tugged on my dress. I glanced down at him while Steve ordered his drink. "Hi," I mouthed making a funny face to the toddler. Seth giggled while I looked at Paul. "A water would be great," I ordered.

Paul nodded and took off to fill our drink orders. Seth, however, remained at the table and kept tugging at my dress. I picked the toddler up and sat him on my lap while Steve started making faces at him.

"He's adorable," Steve said.

"Yeah," I said as Seth started to pat on the table.

"Did you ever want a sibling?" Steve asked.

I paused thinking about my life and if I had ever wanted one. "No," I said. "Growing up I never wanted a sibling." Steve paused before asking. "Is there a reason?" he asked.

Steve paused before asking. "Is there a reason?" he asked.

"I wasn't big on sharing growing up," I said slowly as Seth picked up my fork and started to chew on it. "After my mom left, I was a little too clingy," I confessed as Paul came with our two glasses of water.

Paul took Seth from us and the two of them waddled over to the hostess table.

I opened my mouth and then closed it, my instinct was to turn the attention away from my childhood; so, I would ask him the same question show him that I am interested in him. But with Steve, thinking about his past means thinking about another time, another age, another life. Is that too much? I breathed through my nose. "Wh-what about you?" I whispered.

Steve paused. "Growing up I had Bucky, he was my best friend, my brother, and he had a sister, Rebecca, she was like my little sister. So in a way I had siblings." I smiled. "That's great, Peter and I were close, but time and distance kept us from being that close."

Paul came back, sans Seth this time and took our orders. Steve ordered for both of us and the small smile that broke out was giddiness that maybe I had found a good guy.

Our food came and we talked about nothing important or life changing but it meant something to me. He asked about how my opinions on charcoal or pencil. When my favorite time of the day to paint was. Little things that made up me, and he was interested in them.

Steve paid and we started our walk home, my heart sped up as he grabbed my hand, and I bit my lip as we intertwined hands.

"I had a really great time," I said, my hair whipped in front of my face and I used my free hand to push it back.

"I did too," Steve had to almost yell over the roar of the wind.

I looked around, and up, trying to figure out where this wind had come from, Steve tugged us into an alley to hide. "Where did this come from?" I yelled. Steve who had pressed me up against the wall to shield me from as best as he could, leaning down so he didn't have to yell. "No idea," he whispered into my ear.

I shivered as his breath hit my skin and looked up at him, his hair sticking up from the wind. I thought of what mine had to look like but as we made eye contact, I couldn't think of anything else but his slightly chapped lips coming closer. Closing my eyes and rising up on my toes I was ready for this kiss.

The wind seemed to have found us and Steve shifted slightly to keep his back to the open street when it happened.

It felt like something was pulling my arm, I stumble and grabbed Steve, terrified at whatever was going on and I noticed that whatever was pulling me, was grabbing at him too.

I saw him reach out and try to anchor us but it was too late, whatever was happening was too strong. Steve realized it and turned to wrap his arms around me. "Hold on," he whispered.

My feet started to move against my will and I clung to Steve, wrapping my arms around his middle.

We were both sucked away and I closed my eyes against the colors that shot past us.

We landed, well Steve landed, I landed on top of Steve. Opening my eyes, I looked down in alarm at Steve who had just landed on whatever ground we were on and with me on top of him. "Are you ok?" I asked assessing him. Steve nodded and I noticed something just past his head.

A pair of boots.

A pair of black leather boots to be exact.

A pair of black leather boots which lead to tall legs.

I followed those legs up the person's body to meet their face. I couldn't form words, couldn't even figure out how to breathe. The worst part was, I didn't know if he was real or not.

Steve followed my gaze and sprung into Captain America mode as he shot up and pushed me behind his back.

This was real, this was very real.

Glancing to my left, I saw a woman standing there, next to a throne with a man; no, a king, on it.

Terror washed over me, I almost wished he was just in my head again.

Steve and I were in Asgard, Steve and I were in front of Loki.

Peering around Steve I met Loki's eyes and watched as a smile curled around his face.

"Clara, darling," he purred.

AN: Holy mother of God, does anyone else have the hardest time uploading to fanfiction? I swear to god it takes me an hour to an hour and a half to get a chapter uploaded into doc manager (I use the copy and paste option since I do it on one huge doc) This is the only website that my mac has an issue with and I hate doing it. ok, rant over.

I'm back! and earlier than I imagined, for those in the US, it's about a week before my college's spring break and this is my last semester so I decided to take a whopping 18 hours, one of which is a self paced course (SPOC for those who don't know is a 16 week course down in 8 weeks by yourself because you can't get into one of the scheduled times) Well I'm a dummy and picked the start date so my class ends next week, in the middle of spring break, well I'm going to Vegas for the first time as a graduation gift so there was no way in hell I was going to be doing the class during it, so I've been busting my ass to do it in 7 weeks instead of 8, I'm still not done, but will have it done (probably)

Also, I finally after looking at these books for years (dramatic) I decided to pick up ACOTAR by Sarah J Mass and it's sequel ACOMAF (for those who don't know, it's a court of thorns and roses and a court of mist and fury) They are great and if you haven't read it you should and I'm sad to say that it took me this long but I've just been rereading ACOMAF and chilling in the night court with the crew so if the last line strikes a familiar tone, it should. I've been jamming this court of mist and fury playlist for a month and I'm sure that it is driving my roommate crazy Ok, enough about the books, I don't have a medium where I can talk about the books that I'm reading but I don't think the AN is the place to do it.

We finished IM3! I know, I know, it was with a phone call but I think we can all agree we didn't want her kidnapped again, I personally feel like she has grown from that and I couldn't find a justifiable explanation for her to be there. But, who cares because we have Loki back! and because I love drama, we had to bring Steve, that'll be fun.

Ok, my lovelies, I think that is it for my random ranty AN, if you guys have any thoughts about this chapter, your spring break plans, trouble uploading documents, your love for Sarah J Maas, (NO spoilers! I also have not yet started a throne of glass before anyone asks, i know, i know but the explanation would require a longer form talk and this isn't the place since I'm sure that most of you have stopped reading by now)

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