Sitting on top of the building was nice, nicer than she thought it would be.
It was far enough no one could notice her, though not enough for the sounds of the city not to reach her.
No one bothered her when she was on the roof lounging against the warm stone soaking in the heat from the sun; it was a nice day by New York standards.
Ever since the Loki thing there hasn't been much time for nice days, to busy helping to reconstruct her home or being sent off by fury for one reason or another.
During one mission she thought they forgot about her but no, turned out fury had to pretend to be dead to flush out some moles in SHIELD, not that he told anyone accept for Steve, she was still slightly butt hurt over that one.
Tony was still pouting.
"Lizzy where are you?" her brothers voice was in her ear "I'm around, what do you want?" she questioned not opening her eyes "we could use some help" he replied and she sighed finally opening her eyes "I'm on it"
She stood from her perch and walked to the edge then jumped her arms crossed she trusted the repulsers on her boots to catch her which they did.
She walked inside suit being dismantled from around her and walked right for the kitchen bumping tony with her hip to get him out of her way "swear to god one of these days your gonna have to learn how to cook" she took the skillet and with a flick of her wrist flipped the items contained within she then got the spatula and flattened down the patties of meat.
She could feel her brother pouting at her "not my fault I normally order takeout!" she looked at her brother as she bound her hair in a tight tail on the back of her head "tony think about what you just said"
He paused then sighed in defeat as she smiled "yeah" she agreed to his realization then motioned toured the sink "wash those" he trudged over to wash the head of lettuce by the sink.
Glancing around she saw Clint working his way through some potatoes already skinned and Natasha slicing some tomatoes before going to help Clint.
She sighed fondly to herself and took out the burger patties laying them on the prepared platter before slapping down some more meat in the pan, and then as she was prepping a pot with oil in it for the fries she noticed someone missing.
"Where's captain ice pants? I saw he was here" Natasha glanced up but she saw the smirk on the assassins face "down in the gym" Bruce said walking in from the main room.
She pointed a spatula at the man "why did you let my brother near the kitchen?" she asked he raised a brow at the spatula seeming unimpressed then looked at her "don't blame me not even you can control your brother" she blinked at him for a moment the shrugged "well you're not lyin"
She smiled at Tony's sputtering dumping in the first lot of fries stirred them then flipped the burgers.
"Where did you learn to cook?" he asked her arms crossed as he leaned on the kitchen island she looked at the man "you can only live on takeout for so long, I was sick when I was younger not invalid" she swapped out the burgers again then turned toured Bruce
"And I had a talent in the kitchen, but JARVIS might have helped a little" tony piped up from where he was leaned against the sink "told her how to do everything"
She turned to her brother "I didn't see you complaining" he glared at her halfhearted "I was in fear for my life! Any time I walked into the kitchen you had a knife as long as my arm in your hand!"
She snorted and smirked "not my fault you were short as hell until you were 18"
Their soon to be argument was interrupted by Clint and Natasha shouting "fries!" she bolted to the stove with a curse dipping out the fries perfectly cooked and sat them in a bowl grinning proudly.
"why the hell is it impossible for you to burn anything?" tony demanded she grinned at her brother putting in the other half of fries while flipping the burgers "how is it impossible for you not to burn anything?"
She herd three sighs from behind her when she was graved by the shoulders and turned and looked at Natasha "you go get Steve tell him lunch it almost ready" she rolled her eyes and saluted "yes ma'am" she could see Bruce ushering her brother out as well and snickered which turned into a laugh when he flipped her off.
"I know I'm number one in your book you don't have to keep reminding me" she taunted and walked to the elevators.
She knew the moment the elevator opened its doors she was on the correct floor she could hear the thud thud thud of someone hitting a punching bag, she leaned against the wall and watched.
Steve had his head slightly ducked and seemed lost in memory as he pounded the bag until with one last loud thud it went flying spilling its innards across the floor.
He seemed to be doing that more and more when he came to use the gym, still refusing to move in though she could understand, kind of.
Steve stepped back and huffed once before turning and she decided to announce her presence.
"What did that bag ever do to you?" he looked at her brows rising almost like he knew she was there which he probably did she wasnt exactly hiding.
"Ha-Ha" he fake laughed and she rolled her eyes pushing off the wall "something bugging you cap?" she questioned as she approached a couple steps, he glanced at her before hanging another bag where the old one use to be " just got a lot on my mind"
She tilted her head to one side and shoved her hands into her pockets "care to share?" that made him look at her and she took in his appearance his normally well-kept hair was messy and damp with sweat, a few drops of which made a break for it one sliding down his throat into his shirt the other dripping off his chin.
"No thanks" she mentally shook herself and glanced at his eyes, bright blue and endless, deep enough to drown in then shrugged "offers there if you need it"
The way he looked at her then was kind of strange like he was trying to think if she was serious but she didn't let him linger on it "anyway, lunch is almost done, I salvaged it from my brother so most of it should be edible" she saw his lips twitch
"Do you always do that?" he questioned as she walked for a shelf on the wall by the punching bags final resting place, she nudged it with a foot "do what?" she questioned graving a towel and flapped it out
"Make fun of him"
She pursed her lips for a moment, thinking then turned lips stretched in a grin and threw the towel at him with her response "well, yeah. I'm the older sibling it's my job"
He caught the towel with one hand looking unimpressed one brow raised "I thought an older siblings job was to protect their Youngers"
She smirked leaning against the shelf "me and my brother have an interesting relationship, were more best friends than siblings" she shrugged "it's the way we communicate, he says fuck you I say bite me and all is right with the world"
When she looked at him she saw a slight reddening along his neck from something other than exertion because she's noticed, captain America doesn't just blush with his face there and gone, oh no, it starts at his chest travels up his neck to his ears then slowly his face.
She just though it was cute when he blushed and of course she made sure every chance she got she tried to make it go all the way to his cheeks, didn't always succeed but it was fun trying.
She thought on that for a moment before standing up and made a shooing motion at the man "go, shower, foods getting cold and I don't want to eat next to your sweaty man scent" silently she added she didn't want to distraction.
She looked at him again and saw him blushing full force she hid her grin by walking toured the elevators "come along tut tut and all that, I will eat your serving" that made the man chuckle "I'll be up in a minute" she waved but knew he'd turned to use the gym showers.
Once the doors closed she leaned against the wall and giggled, she just couldn't help it felt felt like a teenager.