A/N: IT'S MONDAY! ...Wow, that was loud. Sorry, I'm excited :) Monday is only a good day because I can post. Other than that, Monday's have spot reserved in Hell for them.

Disclaimer: I do not own Marvel, Disney or the Avengers. Just Mia :)

I wouldn't say I was avoiding the Avengers, but I tried to steer clear of shared areas in the Tower. Over the next few weeks, I saw Natasha a lot, and Clint was out every once in a while. Thor was a constant, as I loved to hear about the Bifrost, and the other realms in our universe.

"Will you please call him?" Pepper asked me, as I ate my lunch. She called randomly during work to ask me about Steve, and ask me to accompany her, Natasha and Maria the following day for shopping.

"I'm working tomorrow, and I highly doubt he wants to see me." I said, before taking a bite of salad. I had to walk and talk, as I was due for a lecture, and I had fifteen minutes to eat.

"So? You won't know if you don't give it a try," she said, before I turned a corner right into someone. I was happy I didn't spill my salad, because I was famished.

"I am so sorry," I said, looking up into familiar eyes, and feeling my stomach leap up to my throat.

"Mia," he said, smiling. My eyes grow to three times their normal size at the sight of Steve. What was he doing here? Better yet, Why am I staring at him this long? This is getting awkward.

A muffled "Hello?" could be heard from my phone on the floor.

"Hey, can I call you back? I'm about to give a lecture." I asked Pepper after retrieving my phone, keeping an eye on Steve.

"Okay, have fun!" Pepper said, before I hung up.

"Hi," I breathed, trying to chase away the butterflies in my stomach.

"Hi," he chuckled. Instantly remembering we were in the hallway of the hospital, I pulled him in the direction of my office. Shutting the door as soon as he was in, I turned and asked, "How'd you find me?"

"You said at the club you were the Head of Neuro at New-York Presbyterian. Not that hard to find." He smiled shyly, giving a coy look as he looked at his shoes.

"Why did you want to find me?" I asked, feeling self-conscious.

"Because I wanted to see if you'd go on an actual date with me. My… friend didn't think I had the guts to find you. What happened after the club, that's not usually me. I usually want to get to know a girl, and know that I want to be with her." He said blushing.

"Are you ashamed of what we did?" I asked, confused and slightly hurt.

"In all honesty, I've been thinking about it since it happened, and I want it again. But this time, I want to do things right."

"So, a date then?" I asked slowly.

"Yes, if you would like to, that is." He said, taking one of my hands gently.

"Well, I'm free tonight after six," I said, stepping closer to him.

"I'll pick you up at-" He started but, something on my desk caught his eye.

"Dr. Amelia Stark," he mouthed, paling considerably.

"Is something wrong?"

"Um, yeah. Your brother might try to kill me," he said, rubbing the back of his head.

"Okay? He's not a great people person, but I'm pretty sure he won't kill you if I bring you home." I said, confused.

"I guess I didn't tell you who I really am Mia. How I... know your brother."

"Your name isn't Steve? And how do you know Tony?"

"It is. Steve Rogers," He said, before something clicked in my head.

"Oh my…" I said, before laughing.

"What's so funny?" Steve asked, looking offended.

"I slept with one of Tony's teammates, and I didn't have a clue. I really need to stop drinking," I said to myself.

"Okay. I'll just go then," Steve said, looking embarrassed. Grabbing his arm as he tried to walk past me, I said, "Steve, I do want to go on a date with you."

"Even knowing who I am?"

"I wanted to before I knew it was you." I said, sliding my hand up to his neck to help guide his lips to mine. He didn't hesitate, wrapping both arms around my waist

"So that's you that's been avoiding meeting me?" He asked teasingly, after we parted.

"Apparently. The way Tony described you back after the Battle of New York, I thought you were going to be ridiculously old fashioned, and think I was way too progressive, being a doctor, and going to run a hospital in little under a year."

"Really? What would your title be?" He asked, holding me sweetly in his arms.

"Chief of Surgery," I laughed.

"A surgeon. I might need you when I get seriously injured again." He joked.

A knock on the door startled me, as Gabby entered.

"Dr. Stark, I'm sorry. I'll come back later if you'd like."

"It's okay Gabby," I said, smiling as the young woman came in with Starbucks for the two of us, and my lecture notes.

"Starting in 5 minutes boss," She reminded, setting the notes and coffee down, before leaving the room quickly.

"I think you scared my assistant with your good looks," I chuckled.

"How about something low key? My floor at 7pm. You bring the wine, I'll make the food?"

"Sounds like a great idea. No pressure." His smile was contagious, and it had me standing up on my toes to press a kiss to his lips.

"I'll see you later then soldier."

"Lookin' forward to it ma'am," he said, taking my hand and pressing kiss to my knuckles, his lips lingering.

"You are insatiable Captain," I laughed as he wrapped his hands around my waist again, kissing up my neck.

''I'm sorry," he said, dropping his arms from me and backing up.

"Don't be," I said grabbing my notes and my coffee, "I would invite you to listen to my lecture, but it is going to be a little like listening to Tony talk about his suits."

"I think it would be fascinating. I want to know what you do," he said, gently taking my hand, and rubbing his thumb over my knuckles.

"Alright then, you asked for it," I laughed as I led him out of the room.

Following my lecture, Steve found me quite quickly. After a few stolen kisses, he went back to the Tower to set up for our date. I was still in shock about who he was. I was questioning everything about him that Tony had told me. I was wondering what Tony told him about me.

"You've got that thinking face on again," Gabby said as we walked back to the Neuro wing. Steve had just turned the corner, before she spoke.

"I do, don't I?" I laughed.

"MIA!" I heard screamed from down the hallway, before seeing a blur of purple crash into my legs.

"Woah," I laughed, "Sarah, why are you running?"

"Dr. Stark, I am so sorry," Paul, Sarah's father said, after catching up with her.

"It shouldn't be too bad Paul. How have you been feeling honey?" I said, bending down to her level, and taking out my light pen.

"I feel good." She said, following my light.

"Well, its check up day. You know what that means," I smiled.

"Ice cream!"

"Only if we don't find anything missy," I teased, ticking her side. Taking her hand, I walked her down to Admitting. Once she was checked in, I personally escorted her to Radiology, setting her up in the MRI room.

"If there aren't any bumps on my brain, can you bring Hawkeye to my next check up?" She asked, wide eyed as I fit the cage over her head.

"I can see, but he might be off saving the world at your next check up."

"Okay," she huffed. Smiling, I walked to the next room, where I could view the images as they were being taken. Watching the screen carefully, I felt my heart soar.

"She was your first patient here?" The technician asked, making me break out of the song of joy in my head.

"Yes. I knew she was a special one," I said, smiling.

A/N: What did you think? Next one, I show how Tony reacts. It's funny :)