So I decided to write a chapter that gives more insight about Erica and a little about her and Steve's relationship. Let me know how you like it and thanks for reviewing! – Hannahg

Erica

Being a S.H.I.E.L.D. Agent I have had to do a lot of things. Some more than willing, others I'd rather not say. When I first started being an agent, it was basically my dream job. I had been recruited from my old job with the FBI. S.H.I.E.L.D. doesn't approach you in a normal way, or even present the information of the position your being offered. They simply explained that I had been under watch and that they thought I would make a good fit for their agency.

Previously being an Agent of another government position, I had heard many rumors about what S.H.I.E.L.D. did, some say that they were a conspiracy, others that they did hush jobs that the world wasn't supposed to know about. Who knew that others would be correct?

It wasn't unheard of that people would be offered positions and, if they accepted, would disappear from the face of the earth. Of course this fact only made me curious to see exactly what I could be with S.H.I.E.L.D. So with a week of thinking I accepted their proposal and left to be put in a facility for further training.

At that time I was single, and happy to be. I didn't want to be weighed down by anyone, as I was trying to advance in my career. I wasn't one to easily fall in love, due to the fact that my parents had been my only example, and their relationship was nothing but pain.

When I had met Ray he was so different from the rest. Caring and sweet, I had met him on a task in Florida. We had hit it off and eventually went steady for a while. It was the perfect relationship and I had thought that he had proved to me that there could be people that weren't like my parents.

I ended up being sorely mistaken. I had stayed in Florida for about three months at the time when I found out I was pregnant. Ray being a sweet guy I thought that he would accept our child. It turns out that he felt he wasn't ready for that kind of relationship or commitment, and he left me the very next day; claiming he needed to find himself and enjoy being young.

As if that whole situation wasn't bad enough, S.H.I.E.L.D. wasn't too fond of an agent getting into a relationship while on the job and then getting pregnant. So they gave me desk duty, partly to punish me and partly because of me new status of being a mother.

I was surprise that they didn't let me go on the spot, and I had even questioned it. Apparently despite my unethical relationship, my field work as outstanding and my skills with computer hacking and likewise things were hard to come by. Plus I had known exactly what S.H.I.E.L.D. did; they didn't want to risk a leak. Even if I had signed a confidentiality agreement.

I was pushing paper for about a six months until I had given birth to my son Caleb, then they had given me two months of maternal leave. During that time I had worked out a schedule for work and my son, looking for long term baby sitters who could come on a moment's notice.

I got back to work at the end of the two months and stayed pushing paper for about a year. When I finally got back on to the field I was relieved to be done with a desk. Caleb had his baby sitter Haley to watch him, but I wasn't sent on missions that lasted more than a day.

One day I had just gotten home from a difficult task, when there was a knock on my front door. Standing there was Ray. He had found me by asking for my whereabouts from his boss; he had been a part of the NSA.

Ray came back saying that he was ready to settle down and be in our son's life, and mine. I could accept it, I was fine without him, living the way that I wanted to. I didn't want for him to be with me, or love me. At this point I was past that, I no longer held any love for him. Not when he had abandoned me so selfishly when I needed him.

One thing I would never do was deprive my child from a parent, even if I didn't love said parent. So I agreed to share custody and plan weekends for Ray to see his child but Ray always seemed to want something more than that with me. I ignored that as best as I could, even if I found it annoying.

When I had first met Arabella, I had thought that she was the craziest person. Sparing with me and two other agents for a whole night. Eventually she grew on me, her fighting skills impeccable, I had a lot to learn from her.

Then we were taken by Hydra and I was forced to do something I had never done before. Kill someone. I can't say that it didn't affect me or I completely understand why I had to do it, all I knew was I had to get to my son. I had to protect his life. Arabella saved me then, and she helped me in the after math of our actions. It was easy to tell it hadn't been her first time doing that, but I didn't question her.

S.H.I.L.E.D had already made me aware of her past and everything that was in it. Well at least what they were aware of. We were saved from hydra and I had finally been able to get some sleep on the helicopter. When I awoke the first person I saw was Captain America. Imagine waking up to a hero that you only heard about on T.V or rumors around the office.

He helped me get back to my son, and I had made sure that we had everything we needed. From then on it had been a normal thing for him to show up at my house. Caleb loved him and always asked when he was coming back.

I didn't know when it happened or how it did, but I fell in love with him. The way he laughed and smiled. The way he held me hand, and especially the way he was with Caleb. Steve hadn't told me of any feelings for me, not until we had gone on the vacation.

He had surprised me with deflecting Natasha's teasing and grabbing a hold of my hand. Although I was taken aback, I did not tell him otherwise. I had already fallen in love with him, even if the struggle to let myself feel like that towards him had been great. With that he had confronted me with his feelings and we agreed to take it slow, and try it out.

He knew of my past with my Ex and I knew he hadn't had much experience with love. That's why now we were having a quite dinner alone, Caleb staying over a friend's house.

"So Steve, how are you liking your dinner?" I ask, as he cuts into his steak. He take a bit and hums in affirmation. Swallowing quickly he speaks.

"I love your cooking, I didn't think anyone could cook as good as my sister but you really know how to make a great meal." I smile and nod at his answer, sipping on my wine. His eyes locked wit mine and he seemed to think about something hard before speaking.

"I was thinking, and don't feel obligated to say yes, but I was thinking that we, You, Caleb and I could all go to one of my favorite spots and make a day of it?" he looked like he was nervous about my reply, bracing himself for a decline.

"Of course, I would love that and I'm sure Caleb will too." I answer immediately, really happy he wanted to share a favorite spot with us. Steve reached over the table and grabbed ahold of my hand, stroking the back of it with his thumb.

I didn't know what the future held for us, but I did know that Steve Rogers was a choice I could never regret.