Steve

It was a pleasant morning so far, Steve had spent the last hour going through paper that he had missed, well more like deliberately pushed aside. He was finishing a report when the door opened. He looked up at who was coming in, Bucky was walking toward him. Steve smiled and he put the pen in his hand down, he stood up. Bucky smiled as they came close and gave each other a hug. Steve chuckled "You seem to be in one piece"

Bucky chuckled "No thanks to you"

Steve chuckled and he looked behind him, he was alone. He directed Bucky to sit "Hill with you?"

Bucky took a seat and nodded his head "She is talking to Rhodey at the moment"

Steve sat on the edge of his desk, he crossed his arms "So what is the visit for, other than to officially say hi?"

Bucky smirked, he looked at his hands for a moment "Really its a few things"

"Well what is the most serious?"

Bucky took a breath and his ribs still felt like they were healing "It's about Parker"

Steve nodded, he knew what he was going to ask him about "I saw it on the TV"

Bucky nodded "Well it seems he's getting what he wanted"

"Maybe not the way he would like, but he has to start somewhere"

"Do you think they are going to be coming for our necks next?"

"Maybe, but they don't know about you"

"Well they all still think that James Barnes died a hero"

"You are a hero"

Bucky scoffed "Not if they saw my track record, I am a traitor and an assassin. That's up there with treason, so death if they knew"

"You didn't have a choice in what happened"

"I don't think that they would see it that way"

Steve nodded, he ran his hand through his hair "So what are you two doing for Christmas?"

Bucky shrugged "Nothing is really set in stone yet, probably go to Austria to go see Gerald"

"Anything else?"

"Not really" Bucky chuckled, Steve laughed to "Clint invited me and Natasha to the farm for Christmas"

Bucky raised his eye brows "Sounds nice"

Steve nodded "It would be a nice change of pace" he said noticing how tired he was.

Bucky stood up, he put his hand on Steve's shoulder "Well if you need anything, just call"

Steve smiled, he leaned away from the desk and stood at his full height. He clapped him on the back. Bucky was happy to be back "We should do something"

"What would two old war veterans do?"

"Go out for a drink"

"Yeah, well not till after Christmas. After that I can get a day away. Not to mention as much as I missed you but, I want to spend time with Natasha"

Bucky smirked "I want to spend time with Hill, so no offense taken"

Steve chuckled and brought him into a hug "Stay safe Buck"

"You to punk"

Steve watched Bucky leave his office, he took a deep breath. He turned back to his desk, he took a seat back into the chair that sealed his doom with paper work. He was almost done with another report when the doors to the office opened again. Steve glanced up and Tony was walking forward. "Tony"

"Well old man I guess they even have you behind a desk"

Steve smirked "Well when you're the boss, that's how it is"

Tony ran his hand over the edge of the desk "Well I never really had to deal with that"

Steve set the pen down, he leaned back in the chair "What do you need Tony?"

Tony chuckled and smirked "Well Pepper wants you and red to visit"

"Really?"

Tony nodded "Yep, well she thought that maybe we could have dinner together"

"Who's cooking?"

"Yours truly"

Steve chuckled "You can cook?"

"A little"

"When does Pepper want to do this?"

"Well actually it's tonight"

Steve raised an eyebrow "Seven?"

"Eight"

Steve nodded "I will try to convince Nat to go"

Tony let out a sigh of relief "I swear if you said no, I would be walking into crosshairs for the rest of the evening" Steve stood "I think it would be nice, never actually had a formal dinner with you"

Tony smiled "Easy Capsicle I'm taken"

Steve shook his head and smirked "So am I"

Tony gave him a look "Ooh, sorry not up to an affair either" he said jokingly

"I figured, I don't go for guys"

"Yes I know, clearly since you've done red"

Steve nodded and sighed, holding back his annoyance "I those words, yes"

Tony nodded "Well, eight, see you then Capsicle"

"See you then"

Tony walked out of the office and he was happy that Steve actually accepted, he wasn't lying when he said that he would be walking into crosshairs, Pepper would have killed him if they said no. Now what was he going to cook?

Steve sat back down into his chair and continued with the dreadful paperwork. He finished four more reports and he was hoping that Natasha would walk in and distract him. He put the pen down, he rubbed his eyes; he was tired of looking at the endless words. He leaned back into the chair. He exhaled tiredly and he began to feel relaxed when he saw the door open again. Steve sat up alert and ready. He kept writing in the report, he saw Rhodey walk into the office. Was everyone coming to see him? Steve set the pen down again. He closed the report and he gave Rhodey his undivided attention. Rhodey gave him a nod for a 'hello'.

"Cap?"

Steve gave him an indication that he was listening. Rhodey took a seat and he cleared his throat before speaking, Steve noticed that he seemed, nervous. "I have been meaning to ask you this ever since I met you"

Steve listened for what he was going to say, and what was that important? Rhodey shifted slightly in his seat "Have you ever heard of O.N.I.?"

"You mean Naval Intelligence?"

Rhodey nodded to confirm what he had asked. Steve gave him a look "Yeah I've heard about them, why?"

Rhodey lifted a shoulder higher than the other "There was a rumor back years ago that they made another Captain America"

Steve leaned forward, if he wanted his attention he had it. "Did they…succeed?"

"It was never really proven, it was more like a myth really. Back then, to make someone like you was…"

"A miracle?"

Rhodey nodded "In a way of speaking, but the public never saw him and any documentation that could be out there is not open to us, not even the President"

Steve raised his eyebrows "Ok, where, are you going with this Rhodey?"

"I don't really know, but maybe we should look into it, since we can"

Steve sighed "I don't think digging for National security Intel is a good idea, even if it is real"

"Why not?"

"Well, I know I have power to lead the Avengers without Government interference, but digging into a country's National security? I don't think I have the right to do that"

Rhodey nodded "What if it's true"

"That they made another Captain America? Then where is he?"

"That's sort of part of the myth, no one knows what happened to him"

"Well either he died, or is living peacefully somewhere"

"I don't really think someone would like that could live like that"

Steve chuckled "I know I couldn't, not now at least"

Rhodey was tapping his fingers against the arms of the chair "That was all Cap, just wanted to know"

Steve stood and watched Rhodey walk to the office doors, "Rhodey?" Steve called after him. Rhodey stopped with his hand on the door, he looked back at him "Thanks for letting me know"

"No problem Cap"

Steve sat back down once Rhodey left, he crossed his arms as he sat there. He had a frown on his face and he was deep in thought, the reports were left on the desk to be forgotten. Another Captain America? He did know that many people tied to replicate or improve on Erskine's formula, but none had succeeded. As far as he knew, maybe this was the one case that was a success. Should he look into it, is that going too far? He didn't know, but he knew that his instinct was not to, so that was what he was going to go with, doing what he thinks is right. Steve didn't have the mind for reports now, he was too occupied by the fact that another Captain America could have been made. What would he be like, it made him wonder if he ever met him if they would agree on things, for all he knew probably not. There are a lot of things that people don't agree with him on. He was okay with that to, he knew that not everyone would agree with him, comes with the territory of having an opinion.

Steve wondered what Natasha was up to, he gave her a kiss before he left their room and he hadn't seen her since. It's only been a few hours, but he never stopped thinking about her.

Natasha

She had been waiting for Steve to seem like he wasn't busy, but every time she thought about going to see him, she saw someone walk into his office. She was walking around the facility, and she turned a corner and bumped in Bucky. She stepped back and Bucky was surprised by the sudden contact. He looked at her as he spoke "Sorry"

They made eye contact and nothing happened, they just stood there staring at each other. Neither of them attempted to move, it was like their feet were stuck to the floor. Bucky swallowed and he was prepared for a blow or something that would involve pain, he knew that things between them were still…uneasy. Natasha felt her throat tighten and her heart jumped with gnawing fear that was slowly increasing as she kept standing there. She wanted to move, to run away from him, the man that caused her so much pain. How she wanted to run, but she couldn't. Her damn feet wouldn't move.

Bucky sighed and he frowned slightly, he didn't know what to say to her or if he should say anything at all. He struggled to find any words that would seem pleasant between them, sadly there wasn't any. "Um…hi" he finally said

Natasha pierced her lips together and nodded "Hi" she said softly

Bucky made a small sound of uncomfortableness and tried to speak again. "It's been…awhile"

"Yeah" she said, still in a soft voice.

Bucky tried to speak but he stopped and sighed. He decided to say what he always wanted to say "I'm sorry for what happened in Red Room, I was…not myself, that's stupid. That doesn't deserve forgiveness. Hell you want to hit me?" he asked becoming flustered.

Natasha looked at him closely and she had never seen him this way, awkward and unsure of himself, the Winter Soldier was direct and blunt, Bucky seemed a little nervous. She shook her head "What good would that do?"

Bucky rubbed the back of his head and chuckled nervously "Nothing really"

"I told Steve I would try to talk to you"

"Well you're talking"

Natasha nodded "Yeah, um…I don't entirely know what to say"

"Me either"

"Can I say one thing?"

"Anything" Bucky said preparing for the worst.

Natasha looked at him and spoke without hesitation "Fuck you"

Bucky heard the words and he knew she meant them, he nodded "Sorry won't cut it"

"No it won't" Natasha said crossing her arms, she felt a little better after cursing at him.

Bucky sighed and looked down "I…should have…oh hell. No point in taking it back, it can't be undone. I know it doesn't mean anything, but I am sorry for what I did to you"

Natasha finally moved her foot and it was to take a step forward, she looked up at him and she glared at him. Bucky stared right back at her and he knew that stare too well, he taught her that stare. "You made me use sex and seduction to get what I needed for missions, you played with my feelings, you taught me how to hold in my emotions, and fuck you for it. I don't care that you're Steve's friend, you slip up I will cut off your fucking head"

Bucky nodded "Got it"

Natasha squinted her eyes at him slightly and Bucky took a step back. He nodded "I'm happy for you, you deserve someone like Steve, especially you"

Natasha watched him walk away and she saw him join Hill across the hall, she didn't know why she said those things to him, she just wanted to be honest and finally say those things to him, she spent years hoping to be able to say those things. She knew that she may have gone too far, but he understood her and she knew that it was between them, no reason to get Steve or Hill involved. Natasha turned toward Steve's office and walked toward it, she was still upset and sadly the only way she could think of how to get herself out of it was to see Steve.

Bucky put his arm around Hill's waist as they walked toward the exit of the facility. Hill looked at him "I saw you talking to Natasha"

Bucky nodded, Hill noticed how he didn't look at her. She tilted her head "What did she say?"

"What she deserved to say to me" he said looking at her "Don't worry I deserved it to, now what do you want to do for the next few hours as we head to Austria?"

Hill looked away and took a deep breath "We'll improvise"

Bucky smiled and they left the facility, they were in the Quinjet before too long and Hill was sitting on the cot that Bucky used to sleep on as he started the engines. She really did hope that Natasha didn't want to kill him, she would try to stop it to, but for some reason she had a feeling that Bucky would let her kill him if she wanted to, she stared at him as he flipped switches and messed with another few buttons. She noticed that he was carrying himself differently than before, he seemed more, down. Maybe what Niko did to him had more of an effect than what he led on.

Natasha put her hand to the door to Steve's office and she took a deep breath, now she was starting to regret saying those things to Bucky, not exactly the progress that should have been made. Hopefully she had more chances to work it out. She pushed the door open. The room was silent, as usual, Steve was sitting at his desk and he was sitting there with his arm crossed. She walked in and she saw his eyes look up and he noticed her, his eyes lightened up as he stood. "Nat"

Natasha walked over to him, she smiled and pushed him back into his chair. He looked at her carefully "Nat?"

Natasha walked in front of him and she leaned back against his desk. She wanted to feel better, but she still felt recluse and angry. She closed her eyes and sighed "I may have just ran into Bucky"

Steve looked at her "And?"

Natasha looked at him, Steve nodded "bad huh?"

"I may have said somethings" she said looking away from him, she didn't want to see those blue eyes looking at her at the moment. Steve stood up, he got close and she seemed to shy away from him. He didn't put his hands on her, he gave her space "So not a great start huh?"

"I guess you could say that" she said still not looking at him

"Nat I don't expect you to be all good with the situation"

"Yeah but you want me to be"

"Of course I want you to be"

Natasha nodded and she finally looked at him "At the moment I don't think I can"

Steve sighed "I can tell that you're upset, but it's not with Bucky"

Natasha cursed to herself, how did he know how to read her? She sighed in annoyance "Again it's all my fault"

"I never said it was"

"Well you're thinking it" she gave him a look.

Steve frowned at her "Natasha, what has gotten into you?"

Natasha shrugged "Maybe the fact that seeing him makes me want to kill him"

Steve was becoming worried "Nat…I don't like this"

Natasha slightly raised her eyebrows, she was doing what she always did to ruin something she was starting to be a bitch. She wanted to stop but she just kept going "Maybe you should have known what you were signing on for"

Steve titled his head at her and frowned. He crossed his arms "Natasha, you are acting like a…"

"Bitch?"

"A child"

Natasha looked at him and she was shocked that he just called her that, for one she was never called a child. "A child?" she asked

Steve nodded "Yes, look I understand there will be some bitterness, but come on. Give the guy a break"

"A break? Why the hell should I give the man I hate a fucking break?"

Steve let his mouth open a little and he was starting to get angry. "Look I know what he did, and I know what you did"

"Yeah I learned everything from him, so blame him"

"I'm not blaming anyone, there is no point in it now. Natasha, he was brainwashed and turned into an assassin"

"So was I"

"Then why are you giving him a hard time if both of you have been through the same thing?"

Natasha glared at him and she leaned off the desk and stood up and looked up at him "We both experienced different things"

"But you were still forced to do things that you didn't want to do"

"You are unbelievable"

Steve scoffed at her "Me? You're the one blaming him when you should be blaming the people that did that to him"

Natasha turned around and began to walk away, Steve walked after her "Natasha, we're not done talking yet"

"I am" she said not looking back

Steve felt his anger reaching its boiling point, he felt like he was going to explode. "You are acting like a child Romanoff"

Natasha looked back at him "Shut the hell up Rogers"

Steve stood in the middle of the room and he couldn't believe this "Are you that childish that you're going to hold something like that to someone who didn't have a choice?"

Natasha glared at him "Are you that naïve that the world would accept him or me?"

Steve watched as Natasha put her hand to the door. He glared at her, She looked back at him and she could see the pain in his eyes, a part of her cursed herself for acting the ways he was, but on the other side she was too pissed to care. "Nat?" Steve called after her as she walked out of the office.

Steve was left alone in the silent office and he turned toward his desk. He put his hands into fists and inhaled deeply and he grabbed a chair and he threw it across the room. It hit the wall and clanked as it hit the floor, broken. He brought his hand down onto his desk and it cracked up the middle. Steve was breathing heavily and he put his hands to his head. He wanted to scream, shoot something, and punch someone. He took a deep breath and he decided he would go to the training room and hit a punching bag. Steve stomped his way down the hall and anyone who saw him didn't even attempt to talk to him. He walked into the training floor and he saw that a punching bag was already up and ready. He took a deep breath and he walked up to it, he noticed that Rhodey was in the training floor as well. Rhodey frowned at him as he saw him angrily walking to the punching bag. Steve looked at it and he bought a fist back and he hit it once and it flew away and exploded. San went all over the floor, Rhodey widened his eyes, he knew that Steve could do that, but usually it was a build up to that, he just walked up and did it. Steve grabbed another one that was lying on the floor he hooked it up and he hit it and it did the same thing as the first one.

Steve went through five more, each one ending with just one punch. Rhodey slowly walked up to him, Steve hooked another one on and he brought his fist back and he hit it and this time he didn't make it fly away. Rhodey thought for a second that he had calmed down, but idea crashed and burned when Steve kicked it instead and it flew across the room and hit the wall at the end. Rhodey coughed, Steve looked back and saw him. He exhaled "Sorry, didn't see you there"

Rhodey was still a little cautious "You ok Cap?"

Steve looked at all the destroyed punching bags and the sand that was now covering the floor "Not really no"

"What happened?"

"I got into a fight with Natasha" he said and he rubbed his knuckles, they were red and he turned around to face Rhodey. He nodded "Bad one?"

"The worst yet" Steve said softly as he looked at the floor.

"You need to apologize?"

Steve looked up at him taking his eyes off the floor "Yeah, but right now I just need to give her space. She'll be easier to talk to when she's not pissed"

Rhodey nodded "Do you need to shoot a gun?"

Steve smirked and thought about it "Yeah"

"Well at least we have a firing range" Rhodey said

Steve chuckled and he was feeling better since he wasn't as angry as he was before. Rhodey chuckled "Well I'll let you shoot a shotgun, always makes me feel better"

"Ok" Steve said through a laugh as they both walked toward the firing range.

Natasha was pacing in their room, the door was locked and she was angrier at herself than Steve. She couldn't believe she just said those things to him. She exhaled, frustrated and she cursed under her breath. She did exactly what she was afraid she was going to do, she acted like a cold hearted bitch. She made Steve angry enough he called her by her last name, he never did that before. Then of course she returned the favor, she sat down on the edge of the bed, she exhaled and put her head in her hands. What was wrong with her? Oh yeah she can't stop hating herself and she can't stand seeing the Winter Soldier. Steve was right, she was acting like a child. She rolled her eyes at herself. She fell back onto the bed and stared up at the ceiling. He's probably destroying something right now, he always did when he got mad. She hoped to God that she didn't just ruin a relationship again. She had done it to many other before, but she could live without those men in her life, Steve was…different. He was…the only one she wanted to be with. She wanted to stay with Steve, she would never find another guy like him. She knew that Steve wasn't that naïve, but she did know that she did act childish, complaining about something that she shouldn't be complaining about. Just making noise and not knowing what to do, she knew that forgiving Bucky was going to be a challenge. She needed to really start trying to make herself right. She needed to get over it, move on, it was the only way she was going to be free from it. She needed to do exactly what Steve told her the day before. Do your best, but don't lie down and let it kill you.

Natasha nodded as she remembered his words. She sat back up and she took a deep breath. She needed to apologize, but she wanted to give him some space, she needed space. Maybe she would take a long shower.

Sam

Sam was slightly asleep when he heard the door open. As he sat up, he moved his legs over the edge of the bed and placed his feet onto the floor. He stood and he heard Morse toss a bag down, he left the guest room and he made his way to the end of the small hallway. He came to the kitchen and Morse was grabbing something out of the fridge. Sam walked forward "How was the errands?"

Morse looked up and over the fridge's open door. "Not too bad, I'm still getting used to Seattle"

Sam nodded "Well you changed climates to"

Morse closed the fridge door, she walked forward with two beers in her hand. She handed him one, he took and pulled the small bottle cap off. He instantly took a swig of it, it wasn't bad, and it tasted like any other beer. Morse walked past him "So Wilson what exactly do you want to do?"

Sam followed her to the couch, he took a seat as she did. Sam placed the bottle of beer on the small glass table in front of the couch. Morse took two long gulps of beer and she did the same. Sam smirked at her, she looked at him "What?"

"Nothing just"

"If you don't like the way I drink beer, you can leave" she said jokingly

Sam chuckled "Morse?"

"Yeah"
"What is there to do for fun around here?"

"Well nothing really, that I know of"

"Why did you invite me here?"

"Well actually you asked if you could"

"I mean before you left the facility, why did you say that if I needed break or if I had enough with the Avengers that I could come here?"

Morse shrugged "I just offered a place to come and you know, take a break"

Sam looked at her closely, she was speaking in half-truths, he could tell. He sighed "Morse I get that, but you are letting me stay here for three days"

Morse nodded "I know, look it was just a friendly gesture" she exhaled softly, she stared at him and she couldn't stop looking down his chest. The shirt was tight but not overly, just enough to show that he had abs. She didn't know why she offered him to stay here either, it was just something on the fly; she just did it. Sam didn't want to get into a stupid argument "Thanks for letting me stay"

Morse looked at him "No problem: she smiled at him and decided to end the awkwardness "So did you order that dirty movie?"

Sam chuckled "No"

Morse shrugged "Shame" she looked at him teasingly

Sam tossed the pillow at her, she laughed as she blocked it.

Peter

Peter was sitting in class and he wasn't paying any attention to the history teacher. He was busy daydreaming. He spent half the morning hearing everyone talk about the new controversial star, Spider Man. Peter chuckled at most of the conversations, and he was staring out of the classroom window when a knock came on the door. Peter turned his attention to the door and someone came in and looked at the teacher "I need Peter Parker"

Everyone turned their eyes on him, Peter looked at everyone and he straightened his glasses, which he didn't need. The teacher gave his the signal to get up, Peter stood and he grabbed his things and his book bag. He followed the man that was wearing a sweater vest. He followed him to the office and he had no idea what the hell was going on. Peter saw all the looks that they were giving him and he was beginning to get worried. The lady at the main desk handed him the phone "Sorry to hear about your cousin" she said to him.

He slowly took the phone and he frowned, cousin? He put the phone to his ear "hello"

He heard a soft chuckle "hello Spider"

Peter's eyes widened "What?"

"Well I figured since I got out that I would call you"

"How did that happen?"

"Well I simply explained to the charming fat man that questioned me, well it wasn't hard. That's the short version"

"Wait…" Peter began to say, still unable to believe that Felicia got out of jail. Everyone in the room was looking at him feeling bad for him. His reaction was helping the allusion along.

"Well Spider, you want to have lunch?"

"Uh"

"Well, don't leave a girl hanging"

"How?"

"Well I'm outside the school, so Peter what exactly do you do?"

Peter dropped the phone and he walked away from the phone and toward the exit of the school, everyone else must have thought that he was leaving, which he was a loud to do. Peter stormed out of the building and there she was, she was in jeans and a leather jacket. She had a white hat on and her hair was draped down her back. She was faking being sad as she spoke "Yes it is difficult, he won't be back till after break, I hope that is ok"

Felicia put her finger up to him and she nodded "Ok, thank you"

She hung up and she put the phone back into her pocket. She looked at him "Hello Spider" she gave him a seductive smile.

Peter just looked at her, still in shock. Felicia smirked "Get in the car"

Peter walked over to the passenger side and he closed the door. He really didn't know what he was doing, he was just too stunned to really register what he was doing. Felicia got into the car and she put it in drive and began to drive away from the school, she turned into traffic. "Well Peter Parker, that's a name"

Peter looked at her, she gave him a look "Come on, it wasn't that hard"

Peter blinked and he exhaled softly. Felicia looked over at him, he was cute, it was the first time she actually saw his face, and he was doable. She put her hand on his face "I'm not sure about the glasses"

Peter took them off and looked at her "I uh…don't need them"

Felicia looked surprised "well isn't that something, you make it seem like you are a nerd"

"I am a nerd"

Felicia made a noise of surprise "Sexy"

Peter looked at her and she gave him a look and shrugged "what, it is. Theirs is nothing like a hot nerd"

Peter shook his head "Wait, where are we going?"

"I told you, lunch"

Peter nodded "Ah"

Felicia smirked "Well as soon as the realization that I know who you are goes down, then maybe you'll be up to talking"

"So you aren't going to tell everyone?" he asked confused.

Felicia looked at him "Why? I just wanted to know for myself. I'm selfish, I won't tell anyone else I just want to keep you to myself"

"To yourself?"

"Oh get over it Spider"

"So you're still calling me Spider"

"I like it"

Peter nodded "Well uh…I don't know what to say or do with that"

"Well, have lunch with me and then we'll discuss our terms"

"Terms?"

"What?"

"There are no terms, I will always try to stop you"

"We'll add that to the terms" she said smiling

Peter shook his head at her.

They stopped at a diner and Felicia parked the car and she took the keys out of the ignition. Peter stopped her "wait, is this car stolen"

"Yeah" she said and smiled as she got out of the car.

Peter sighed and opened the door. He quickly closed his coat as the cold air hit him, his cheeks were already cold be the time he made it to the door. He followed Felicia into the diner, she walked down the diner and he noticed people stared at her. He followed, but he was a few steps behind her. She took a seat in a booth at the end of the diner, she stared at him as he took a seat. He placed his glasses back onto his face, he pushed them up so they were snug against his nose. He was still cold and he was at least happy that it was warm in the diner. He glanced at the napkins that were held in a dispenser. He grabbed one and he placed it on the table. He stared at it and he glanced up at Felicia. She had her eyes on him the entire time. He leaned back and he looked up at her "Well"

Felicia looked away and grabbed the menu. Peter inhaled as she didn't respond. She just looked at the menu, her eyes glanced up at him and he noticed. He met her gaze and her eyes adverted and went back to the menu. He looked at his own menu as it laid on the table untouched. He opened it and looked for something to eat, he wasn't going to let the opportunity to eat go past him. He was reading the beverages and he had a feeling someone was looking at him, he glanced over the menu and Felicia's eyes were looking at him again. He looked at her and her eyes looked away again. He looked at the menu and then quickly back up at her, her eyes went back to the menu again. He looked at the menu one last time and he saw the number eight looked good, he put the menu down, knowing what he wanted.

He looked at Felicia and her eyes shot back down at the menu, he sighed getting annoyed "Ahem"

Felicia looked at him and the menu went down to the table "What?"

"You're staring at me"

"No you're staring at me"

Peter frowned and opened his mouth to speak, but he stopped himself and he exhaled and started to fold the napkin. He heard Felicia giggle softly, he looked up at her and she shrugged "So, terms?"

"I want to eat first" Peter said

Felicia smirked "Ok your call"

A minute later a waitress walked over "What can I get you two?"

Felicia looked at her "I will have the number nine, coffee please"

The waitress wrote it down and nodded. She looked at Peter, he looked up from the menu again "I will have the number eight, I will have coffee as well."

She wrote it down and she smiled "Your food will be done in a little while, just holler if you need any more coffee"

She left them after she poured them two cups of coffee, Felicia added sugar to her coffee. Peter grabbed a small packet of creamer and poured it into the cup. He stirred it with his spoon, he took it out of the now tan colored coffee and he put his mouth on the spoon to get rid of the coffee. He placed it onto his napkin and he stared at Felicia. He couldn't read her, he had no idea where she was going with this. Felicia kept a small smirk on her lips and she took a sip of coffee. She placed the coffee down on the table "So tell me, when you started doing this?"

"Doing what?"

"Being the vigilante in a skin tight suit?" she asked softly

Peter looked at her "It's been a year"

"Oh" she said surprised

Peter looked at her "What about you?"

"I started six months ago"

Peter looked at her "How is it I didn't catch wind of any bank robberies?"

"Well the one you walked into was my first"

Peter leaned forward "What? Are you telling me I barged into your first robbery?"

Felicia nodded "funny how that works, most people would see that as a sign not to do it, but I did pretty good"

Peter tapped his fingers against the table nervously, she noticed "You nervous?"

"A little"

She smiled "Well just tell me when you get really nervous"

Peter looked at her "Ok tell me, what's, a pretty girl like you, doing robbing banks?"

She sighed "I was actually not originally going to be part of a life of crime"

"Really?"

"What? You hoping that we would have met?"

"Uh" was all he could say as he felt his heart begin to panic.

Felicia smiled "My father was killed, he was a cat burglar. After he died I wanted to follow in his footsteps."

Peter frowned "I'm sorry"

"Ah nothing to cry over now"

"So how did you get the suit?"

"Like I said he was a really good cat burglar"

Peter nodded and he took a long swig of the coffee. He put it back down and he noticed that Felicia's eyes seemed more watery than before. He decided not to address it, touchy topic. "My parent are both gone"

"Who do you live with?"

"My Aunt, my Uncle…he died two years ago"

"Sorry"

"Well, yeah…that's all there is to say about it" Peter felt his throat tighten as he remembered seeing Uncle Ben lying on the street bleeding everywhere. He sniffed and he saw that their food was coming. He sat up as the waitress placed the plates of food in front of them. "Here you go, just let me know when you want the check"

She walked away and Peter grabbed the burger and he took a big bite. He was chewing it when he noticed that Felicia wasn't eating her food. He swallowed "You ok?"

"Yeah just, I don't feel up for pasta anymore"

Peter placed his burger back on the plate, her food looked good. "You want to trade?"

Felicia looked at him "No it's ok"

Peter shook his head and he quickly switched the plates "hear, everyone likes a burger"

Peter began to eat the pasta and he glanced up at Felicia, and she slowly grabbed his burger and she took a bite out of it. She saw him staring at her and she moved her mouth over to where he took a bite and she slowly put her lips on it and she took a small bite. She was giving him a seductive look the entire time. Peter chuckled, Felicia frowned "What?"

"Nothing just funny how you are giving me that look as you're eating a greasy burger. I never thought someone could look like that eating one of those"

"There are plenty of things I could eat like this Spider"

Peter looked at her curiously "Like what?" he regretted the words as soon as he said them "I…uh…never mind" he quickly added

Felicia smiled "Well, I won't show you, unless you really want me to"

Peter chuckled nervously and he felt her foot rub against his leg. He looked at her "Hey…uh"

Felicia looked at him "Hey what?"

Peter noticed that she wasn't wearing her shoe and he foot moved up his pant leg. He tried to continue eating and he felt her foot go to his knee and then rub forward and touch his groin. His eyes widened as her foot lightly rubbed his groin. He looked at her, she gave him a small smirk and she felt him getting excited. She took her foot away and he exhaled with relief. She put her foot back into her shoe "Well that was fun"

Peter looked at her "Ok, um…just finish your burger"

Felicia smiled at him "Whatever you say Spider"

Steve

Steve came back to his quarters after he left the firing range. He stared at the door, and he slowly pushed it open. He walked in and Natasha was sitting on the bed, she was in a robe and her hair was wet. He walked in and her eyes looked at him, she swallowed and she seemed uncomfortable. Steve walked over to the dresser "Hi" he said softly. Natasha was silent and the room was deafening. Steve placed his hand on the top of the dresser, he pulled off his watch and he rubbed the back of his head. The fact of not hearing anything was making it worse, the silence filling every corner of the room, surrounding him, like the ice that did it once before, silence was doing it now. He took a deep breath, the only thing he could hear was his own breathing. He looked over at her and she wasn't even looking at him. He turned away from the dresser and made his way toward the bed. The closer he got the more she turned away from him. He felt awful and he grabbed the chair at the desk, he flipped it around toward the bed, he took a seat and he leaned forward, his elbows on his knees. He looked at her, she wasn't turned away from him, but she wasn't looking at him her eyes were to the floor, she didn't want to look at him and see those blue eyes that would make her feel better, she didn't want to feel better, she deserved a little pain at the moment. Steve didn't attempt to reach to her, he wanted to give her space, even though they were feet apart, he still gave her space. He would wait all day if he had to, she deserved all his time. Natasha inhaled and she could smell the sweat on him, he probably went to the gym to get his anger out, he always did that. She could feel his eyes looking at her, but she still didn't look up. It was her fault that they had the fight anyway, it was all her fault she did what she always did. Steve shifted his arms slightly so he didn't put his legs to sleep. He didn't want to force her to talk, he would let her talk when she was ready, that was the one thing he knew what to do with her, let her be ready. He was a patient man, and he would wait all night to. Natasha shifted slightly and she finally got the courage to look up at him. Her eyes met his and she saw the deep blue pools as they filled her with acceptance. She swallowed "Hi" she responded her voice soft but gravely at the same time.

Steve smiled at her "I…want to apologize"

Natasha inhaled sharply, he wanted to apologize he had nothing to apologize for. It was all on her. She frowned at him not really understanding what he was saying. Steve swallowed his uncomfortableness. "I knew that you would be this way toward Bucky, I should have…I understand why you are acting the way you are"

Natasha felt tears coming to her eyes, she held them back though, the spy always trying to hide and keep her emotions at bay. "I still shouldn't have been the way I was. I uh…you're right I shouldn't blame him"

Steve moved his hand toward her but he hesitated slightly, she looked at him and he knew he had permission, he placed his hand on her thigh "Look, if you don't want to talk to him, that's ok. I'm done trying to get you to try and deal with it. I said I never wanted to force you to do something, and yet I have"

Natasha noticed the pain in his voice and she noticed that he was starting to have tears coming to his eyes. She frowned "Steve its ok, you're just doing what you think is best"

"And that's the problem"

Natasha frowned and she didn't understand what he meant. Steve took his hand away from her thigh and she felt the warmth from him leave and she wanted his hand back. "It's a two way street, I can't make all the decisions"

"Yeah but you don't want me making decisions"

"Yes I do, I love you Natasha and I want you to be with me every step of the way, and that means letting you have a joint opinion"

"Steve you're doing it again"

"What?"

"Scaring me"

Steve remembered her telling him that when they were hiding at Clint's farm. He looked down as she stared at him "I…you are so real" she said with a soft whisper.

Steve looked at her and he felt his throat tighten a little and his skin felt warm. Natasha took a breath and her eyes were watery, she looked at him "I'm not used to real, I'm used to a second agenda, a dark plan behind everything someone says, and I grew up with that. Nothing was real, but you are the most real person I have ever met and damn it I love you for that"

Steve smirked at her "You are the most frustrating, cynical, strongest person I have ever met, and I love that about you. You don't let others walk over you, you make your own decisions, and I want you to make decisions with me"

Natasha climbed off of the bed and walked toward him, the small space that was between them immediately disappeared. She climbed onto him and she placed her arms around his neck and supported herself there. He moved his hands down her back and laid them to rest on her waist and he kept her from moving. She looked at him and kissed him. Steve closed his eyes as he tasted her, he moved his hand farther down and he grabbed her ass. She broke apart from him and looked at him "I want to make decisions with you to"

Steve smiled "And saying that I have some news"

Natasha frowned at him "What did you say yes to?"

Steve sighed, she knew him too well "I may have said yes to dinner with Stark"

Natasha looked at him "Just you and him?"

"No Pepper invited us"

"Oh, so dinner and listening to Stark measuring his dick" she tilted her head thinking about it "Not to mention him making jokes about you and then him saying how we've had sex, sounds like any other time we ever had to eat with him"

Steve looked at her confused "Wait, is that a yes or a no?"

Natasha smirked at him "It's ok, we can go, but next time. Please involve me"

Steve nodded "Roger that"

Natasha chuckled as she looked at him, she moved her hands and she rested them on his chest. She moved them slowly over his defined muscles. Steve looked at her "You showered?"

"More like stood under cold water"

Steve smiled and he moved his hands under her rob and he grabbed her smooth naked thighs "Well then" he stood up and she made a soft yelp and her rob fell away and she held onto him tightly as she was lifted into the air. She looked around as he stood there "So this is what it's like being at your height?"

"Like it?" he asked amused

She shrugged "I could get used to being up here" she gave him a soft but decisive smirk with an added look of wanting eyes. He smiled at her and he walked toward the bathroom. She moved her hand down between them and she unbuckled his belt, she smiled at him "Plus when I'm like this I can do this"

Her hand grabbed him and he jolted forward a little and he inhaled deeply "Do that again and…" he jolted forward again as she grabbed him tightly. He took deep breathes and he squinted at her and she smirked. Steve felt her legs wrap around him and he felt her hand beginning to pull off his shirt. He moved his arms one at a time so he didn't have to put her down. She yanked his shirt over his head and it slid down off his other arm. She moved her hands around his broad back and she felt him pressing against her. Steve opened the shower door and kicked off his pants and boxers before climbing into it. The door shut with a loud smack and Steve turned on the water. It came out instantly hot and it splashed over them. Natasha gasped at the heat and he kissed her neck as the water flowed down them both. Natasha moaned as she felt the warm water flow down her chest and over her nipples. She closed her eyes as she warm water poured down her head and made her cold wet hair warm. She kissed him hard and she felt his tongue against hers as he explored her mouth. Natasha moved her hand through his wet hair, she moaned as she felt him grab her ass. He moved her against the wall, she gasped as it was at first cold. The cold was soon transformed into warmth as he angled himself and went inside her.

Natasha let he mouth fall open as he moved deeper into her. She felt him pulsing inside her and she shifted her hips slightly and she gasped as she felt him rub against her. Steve exhaled deeply as he moved slowly. Natasha looked at him and smiled, Steve kissed her, he thrusted harder and he moaned as he felt her pulling him in deeper. Steve let her down and she placed her feet into the warm water, she felt him leave her and she whimpered slightly. She took him in her hand and stroked him. He groaned as she pulled him closer. Steve turned her around and pushed her up against the wall. She gasped and smiled as he entered her. He grabbed her arms and he thrusted harder into her and she moaned loudly, she felt him move in and out of her, the exhilarating feeling of pain and pleasure. She bit her lower lip as he fucked her. Steve moaned loudly as he smacked his pelvis against her perfect ass. She arched her back and her curves made him want her more. He exhaled in short breaths as he felt the deepest parts of her. Natasha smiled as she moved back and her ass smacked into his pelvis and it got a groan out of him. She moved and he left her, she turned around and she went down and she kissed down his abs.

He felt her tongue gliding against his warm skin and he felt her hands slowly moving down his skin slightly tickling him. She got to her favorite part and she took him in her mouth. She moved her tongue around him in her mouth and she sucked on him as well, her cheeks pressing against his shaft. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the pleasure of her mouth, he opened his eyes and he had enough of that. He pulled her up and she looked at him and he picked her up and he put her legs over his shoulders. Her eyes widened as she was lifted high, then his mouth touched her opening and the fear of falling went away and was replaced with pleasure. He moved his lips around her and he moved his tongue in a flicking motion and he teased her as well as pleasured her. She put her hand to her mouth to keep herself from screaming. Steve could hear her keeping her voice down and he smiled. He brought her back down and he kissed her. She could taste herself on his lips and she moaned as he moved his mouth down and kissed her breasts. Steve let her put her feet down and he pushed her against the wall again. Natasha smiled and she turned it around and she pushed him against the wall and she turned around and she rubbed her ass against him. His cock was rubbing between her cheeks and he moaned as she rubbed her whole body against him. Steve inhaled and blinked through the pleasure, he gritted his teeth as he felt her ass press up against him. Natasha leaned forward and she let him enter her. He moved his hands to her waist and he thrusted into her. She put her hands against the glass as he moved faster.

Steve wasn't thinking, he was just going with it. Too much thinking, he didn't need to think to do this. Natasha moaned as he buried himself deep into her. She closed her eyes and she gasped as she felt his hands grabbed her breasts. He lightly grabbed them and lightly grabbed her nipples. She bit her lower lip as she felt his other hand moved down her stomach and rube against her clitoris. She opened her mouth and a loud moan escaped her throat. Steve turned her around and he kissed her hard, she moved her hand over his wet body and he drove her over the edge. She jumped onto him and wrapped her legs around his waist, she slid onto him and she moved and fucked him. Steve let her take control, he wanted her to. Natasha made him move and he almost fell over. Steve felt the water becoming cold and he turned it off, the shower wasn't important right now. Steve let go as much as she wanted and he opened the glass door and he walked out of the shower. They left the bathroom and Steve fell to the floor. Natasha gave him a second and she continued. She moved her hips in a circular motion leaned back. Steve moved his hand up her stomach and grabbed her breasts. Natasha grinded harder and she had to close her eyes from the pleasure. Steve moved his hands down her back and grabbed her ass as she moved faster. Steve felt himself getting close, he moaned loudly and he took short breaths and moaned as she didn't let up, she seemed to go even faster. Natasha felt herself coming to her climax, she bit her lip as she whimpered from his cock making her go crazy. Steve felt himself go and he came, he felt his pelvis burn and felt all the pressure release inside her.

Natasha felt the warmth and she felt her climax taking place the explosion and the wave washing over her entire body making her shiver. Natasha slowed and she placed her hand on his chest for support and she was out of breath. He had his hands around her shape and he closed his eyes and he didn't want to stop. Natasha looked down at him and she gave him a look. He took a deep breath and blinked. She felt him inside her and she could tell he wasn't done yet. It was a good thing she wasn't either. Steve moved his hips slowly and Natasha put her hand on the side of his face. Steve sat up and kissed her breasts. Natasha moaned and Steve stood up and he never left her. Steve plopped her onto the bed and he pulled himself out of her. Natasha stared at him and he moved his hands up her body, Steve put himself back inside her and he began to fuck her again. Natasha smiled as the pleasure increased. She had her legs around him and she grabbed his ass and pulled him deeper. Steve exhaled as he felt her deepest parts and he kissed her and she dug her nails into his back as she felt his entire body against hers. Natasha moved him over and she sat on him, she moved slowly up and down. It wasn't about the speed anymore, she was just enjoying the slow aching pleasure that made her crazy.

Steve placed his hand on her stomach and he could feel her heart beating furiously. He closed his eyes as she took him. Natasha leaned down and kissed him, he held her close and she moaned against his lips. Steve never wanted to let her go, she made him feel whole, and the dark hole that was in his chest was filled with her. The pain of being alone was gone and he felt nothing but bliss. Natasha felt his skin and she closed her eyes and she felt him beginning to thrust harder. She moaned through a breath. She put her lips on his chest and she felt his hands move down her back. Steve loved her entire body and he watched as she leaned back and she arched her back and it made her tighter. He moved his hand down her smooth ivory skin and he felt the scar that was on her lower stomach. He moved his thumb over the skin and he moved on and he moved his hand down her thigh. Natasha was going to cum again. She closed her eyes and she felt him getting harder, so was he. Natasha moved faster and Steve groaned as she put her hands on his chest and rode him. Steve let the pressure and the tickling feeling loose and came inside her.

Natasha came and she moaned and collapsed onto his chest, she was tired. And he was out of breath. Steve looked at her "I love you"

"I love you to"

Steve let her climb off of him and she snuggled close and he held her "I will always love you" he said.

Natasha closed her eyes "When is this dinner?"

"Eight"

"Good, I'm tired"

Steve chuckled and Natasha laughed with him. Steve admitted he could use a break, maybe not a nap, but he could lay there with her all day. Natasha placed her hand on his shoulder and she looked at him. Steve's breathing slowly came back to being calm. He held her close "So what is it like being over at Clint's for Christmas?"

"I haven't been there in a few years"

"Well how was it?"

"Fun, full of laughter, I never really partook in it though"

Steve sighed "I didn't get you anything"

"I didn't get you anything either"

Steve chuckled "I guess we're both horrible at Christmas"

Natasha laughed "You did get me nice ear rings last Christmas, I remember that"

"Yeah you thought it was a ring when you saw the box"

"I did" she confirmed

"Nat?"

Natasha suddenly felt her heart begin to fluctuate in pulses and she looked at him. He was staring at her. She swallowed and she braced herself for the question. "Natasha, will you marry me?"

Natasha looked at him and pushed up to support herself with her arm and he was holding a ring in his hand. He looked at her and waited for her answer. She looked at him and let out a small gasp at the ring.