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Steve led the way to his truck, and took her hand and helped her into the truck. They pulled over by Nat's bike and loaded that into the back of the truck. He trusted her and let her get situated. He started driving home and it was a long trek from the town to his house, but to him it was worth every second.
"Welcome to my estate Natasha."
"Wow Steve this is…incredible. Its all yours?"
"Yes all ten acres."
"When did you get this place?"
"About two months ago."
"Right after the phone call?"
"Yes about then." Natasha started laughing. "What?"
"Nothing, it just means that you did sort of come home to me."
"Yes Ms. Romanoff, you have that pull on me."
"Good to know Mr. Rogers."
"Here let me take you around the property."
"So back here for about an acre is wheat, I will harvest it soon and sell it at the market." Steve said as the walked near the wheat plot. Then he turned towards the garden and apple trees.
"Here is a garden I built and there are apple trees throughout on the acre."
"This is all so beautiful Steve."
"Well that's not all of it. The rest of the 7 acres are undeveloped woods fenced off at the edge of the property. There are some walking trails but I usually don't use them."
"This is all amazing Steve, I can't even imagine how much work you put into this, but its all so beautiful and its so serene." Steve wrapped his arms around her waist from behind. He rested his chin on her shoulder.
"Mmh. It's not as beautiful as the women in my arms. I don't know what about her is so enticing and makes me go weak." She turned in his arms and leaned up to kiss him. She took his hand and placed it on her cheek. She placed her on his cheek. It was an intimate moment where nothing mattered but them. "Come the last acre is the house and barn/shed. I've redone and expanded the house. Its done now, and all that's really left it is making the house a home."
"Steve, what you've done here is amazing and I truly love it. What do you plan to do now?"
"I haven't thought about it yet, I've been very distracted this past day, if you know what I mean." She playfully swatted his arm and then Steve led her inside. Taking off their shoes as they entered, Steve showed her around the three level house and basement. There was the standard stuff, den, kitchen, dinning table, family room, sunroom, and porch. Upstairs were 10 different bed rooms, a master room which was his and then others not really decorated or anything.
On the third floor were a storage room, an art studio and a few office spaces. There was one other room but he didn't want to go in there just yet. He took me down to the basement, where there was a theater like area set up, a gym on the other half. And then a smaller locked off area, which we went into. His older uniforms where there and then there was the most recent one. He took me to the garage with his truck and bike.
"Steve its all so beautiful, but what are you going to do with all of the space by yourself?"
"I really don't know just yet. I have been more focused on just building and it was so relaxing that I wasn't quite concerned with what I was building."
"Oh I see. Steve?"
"Yeah Nat."
"What was that last room upstairs?"
"I wanted to save it for last, I'll take you there now."
"Okay." Steve led them upstairs through the elevator. He asked me to close my eyes and then walked me inside.
"There now open your eyes." I gasped as I did so.
"Steve oh my god, this is all so amazing. I…why?"
"Why what?"
"Why make this, this amazing ballet studio?"
"Well, I sort of was uh…" he was scratching the back of his neck with a sheepish grin again, which just reminded me again why I love him so much. "I made it as a memento, to uh you. I never knew if you would ever see it, but I made it as a way to acknowledge you."
"Steve, how did you know?"
"Well between our time together and your file and Barton I figured it out."
"Steve this is all so romantic."
"I love you Natasha, and I would love it more if you preformed for me sometime."
"Steve, for you anything." And with that she leaned over and kissed him again. Slowly the kiss turned into a need for more. He picked her up and took her to his bedroom and proved to her again that she was the woman he loved with his whole heart and nothing less. They were laying there several our later when she finally broke the silence.
"Steve I have to go back."
"Why? I thought you were off."
"I am but I don't have clothes, I have to go back."
"Fine, I'll make food and you take your bike and go get clothes for the week."
"I should be back within an hour and a half." Natasha proceeded to go get dressed and then Steve put his pants on and escorted to her bike.
"Be safe."
"I always am." She kissed him again and then she was off like the wind. While she was gone Steve got to work making dinner. As he finished the final steps before putting the meal into the oven, he heard her bike pull up. She came inside with her bags and kissed Steve. He gave her a nod and she went up stairs to shower and change. As she finished she could smell the dinner all the way up here.
She came down stairs in sweats and a tee shirt, his sweats and tee shirt to be precise. They sat there in a comfortable silence eating and sipping wine. It was like drinking flavored water to both of them, but it completed the moment. The moved off the table and took the wine to the living room watching the flames of the fireplace dance in the darkness.
The intimate moment came to a close as the flames died out, Steve took Natasha to bed and then came back down stairs to clean up. He moved the small coffee table back. Spread the ashes to make sure nothing could spark. Then he went to the Kitchen to start cleaning up everything. He put away the extra food and then stacked the pans and plates in the sink. He wiped the surfaces down and then was about to finish by washing the dishes when he heard:
"You know that can wait till tomorrow right?" He half laughed at this.
"Yeah but why wait when it could be done now. Plus it gives me time to reminisce."
"Reminisce in the morning, it's not proper to leave a lady alone in bed solider."
"That you are right about." Steve said as he encased her in his arms. He leaned down to place a small feather-like kiss on her supple lips.
"Come to bed." She murmured against his lips.
"You are a compelling reason to."
"Then listen to reason." He took her upstairs again and this time he closed his door and crawled into bed right next to her. They shared a few kisses before drifting off into a blissful sleep.
"Morning handsome."
"Morning beauty."
"Steve stop it you are killing me with lies of my beauty."
"моя принцесса, я ничего сказать не ложь."* My princess, nothing I say is a lie*
"когда же вы научитесь говорить по-русски Стива?"** When did you learn to speak Russian Steve?**
"World war two, and I learned a lot of other languages along the way."
"How come you never said anything?"
"Ehh, never came up and this morning it just slipped when I saw you there."
"Это приятно слышать от вас."*** It's pleasing to hear from you***
"Наш собственный способ говорить."**** Our own private way to talk.****
"да."***** Yes.*****
"Breakfast?"
"Yes please." Steve slowly left the bed to go quickly shower and get ready for the day, as he left to make breakfast, Natasha went into the bathroom to get ready.
"Steve?"
"Yeah Nat?"
"How much longer is it going to take?" She asked with a whining tone.
"Just need to set the table and it will be ready."
"Fine but hurry up."
"There we go." Steve said as he took the blindfold off of Natasha. He made her favorite: Pancakes with chocolate chips and strawberries. After they finished eating Steve cleaned up the kitchen and put the dishes in the dishwasher. He turned it on and went to sit with Nat on the sofa.
"So what are going to do today?"
"Well I have some work on the farm to do, if you want to help?"
"I would love to." Nat changed into a plaid shirt and jeans with hiking boots, matching the Captain's outfit.
"Have I told you how sexy you look all the time, especially when you're not trying."
"Stop lying its unbecoming of you Steve."
"Right, I can't lie so…that means what I said is true."
"Ugh, I hate it when you are right." He leaned in and kissed her.
They headed out to the farm and did work, weeding and planting and harvesting what was ready. They went back inside for a quick lunch before going to shower and change for the day. They were both exhausted but in a good way. As night fell, and they snuggled into each other's embrace Steve whispered something that caught Nat off guard.
"Night my beautiful girlfriend." It took her time to process what he was saying but finally she hugged him tighter.
"Night boyfriend." Nat wasn't scarred by what she was saying. She loved him and this was one way of showing that. They spent the rest of the week with each other's company to keep them occupied. They shared secrets and desires. They when Sunday evening rolled around a melancholy feeling surrounded them.
"Do you have to leave tonight?"
"Yes otherwise I have to leave at 5 in the morning to make it to training on time. You know how long the drive is." It was half true the drive was an hour and a half from his house and then she would need to change and get ready again.
"I guess you are right. Call me when you get there?"
"Always."
"I love you."
"Love you too Steve." They kissed goodbye and then she was gone on her bike.
Nat returned Saturday evening after the dinner session was over at the Avengers facility. He greeted her and took her back upstairs and held her all night long. And it continued like this for months. She would come every Saturday and leave on Sundays. She would spend off time after missions here with him. He would tend to her wounds and patch her up after long missions, always asking 'why didn't you call me in.' She would help make his house more of a home by furnishing it. It definitely had a women's touch. It was a comfortable pattern of predictability and even though the spy in her wanted to say no, the human side of her, the side of her that loved Steve Rogers, liked the pattern and relished in it. It was peaceful and he always showered her in love and she always reciprocated that love.