The pizza place was quaint and fun, it had an older style which really appealed to Steve. After we were done we walked to the park since the weather was amazing. I walked alongside the super solider in the park, the cool breeze making the weather nearly perfect.

"What was Thor like before?" I asked Steve then, he looked over at me giving a small smile at the memory.

"He was sweet and gentlemanly and honestly I wasn't ready to admit my attraction to him but he went right ahead," His smile faded into sadness. "Ever since I left Thor I saw things that I didn't even think about when I was with him because of his jealousy. Agents at SHIELD, both male and female gave me their numbers and hit on me but I never noticed. Now that I'm think I'm ready to move on but I don't even know who's number to call," His admission so truthful and raw, he looked to me for answers.

"Well, who do you want to call?" I asked him then, he seemed deep in thought as we walked. His gait was so large I had to speed walk to keep up with his stroll. Damn super soldier.

"Tyler Ranter," I looked at Steve confused not recognising the name at all. "He works in communications," Steve said. "Real nice guy,"

"Well that's what you need right? Nice." I said smiling at him, he just nodded. He looked so lost and confused but I couldn't help him with this, he had to figure it out himself. We walked along, smiling at the kids and dog in the park. It was so nice to do something so normal.

"Are you seeing anyone Liz?" He asked, using my shortened name which he used to never do it was always Lizzy.

"No, don't really have the time to put myself out there. I'm not the Captain America and people don't just hand out numbers to me," I said jokingly giving him a wink.

"I think you are amazing, anyone should be honoured to get a date with the great Lizzy Mater," I smiled at his words. Steve pulled out his phone, it was a Stark phone of course and hit a few keys. He wasn't bad with technology considering his 70 year sleeping problem.

"What are you doing?" I asked him cocking my head at his urgency, he smiled at me before putting the phone to his ear. He waited a few seconds before whoever picked up on the other side.

"Hi is this Tyler?" Steve spoke, a smile broke out on my face. I couldn't hear the responses of Tyler but it wasn't hard to guess. "This is Steve Rogers, I was wondering if you wanted to go out on a date sometime?" There was still a smile ghosting Steve's face as he listened. "That sounds perfect, I'll see you tomorrow," He then hung up the phone, looking at me.

"So what? He just happens to be in New York City the day Captain America calls him for a date?" I laughed at the coincidence and the absurdity.

"Sorry I'm just lucky," Steve joked back as we started walking back to Stark Towers.

Steve walked in from the elevator, throwing his leather jacket on the couch. Much like he'd done nearly every Friday evening, sometimes it was even a Saturday of this month. "Didn't have a good date?" I asked him from the couch knowing the answer but I had to ask him anyway.

"No of course I didn't! I didn't have a good date with Tyler, Rob, Micheal, or John," Steve growled at me. I rolled my eyes as I bookmarked my book and put it down on the coffee table. He was just looked at me with his sad blue eyes, I sighed before patting the couch next to me. He walked over sitting down leaning his head on my shoulder. "Is there something wrong with me Liz?" I ran my hand through his growing hair, noting that he needed to cut it.

"Of course there isn't something wrong with you," I sighed to him. He stayed silent for awhile and so did I. "Have you tried calling some girls?" He sat up then looking at me confused.

"But I'm gay," He said, his eyebrows cocked. He was so confused with modern ideas of sexuality despite him technically being older than my grandparents.

"Steve, sexuality doesn't work like that. You don't have to to only be attracted to men or women, you can like both," I told him, smiling. He leaned back on the couch, sighing.

"This is confusing," He laughed uncomfortably to himself. I copied his position, leaning back.

"I know it is, but just think about it ok? I'm sure you have lots of women's numbers too," I say smiling, knowing he does because why wouldn't he when he looks like that?

"Thanks Liz,"

I was grabbing a mug to fill with ice cream, it was nearly 11 and I'd had a long day of doing double training, one with Nat one self-defence and one with Barton doing shooting. Bruce had finish his new suit for Captain a few weeks ago and was now working on more medical experiments. In all honest I wasn't doing much but I guess that was good since it meant none of the avengers needed treatment. The elevator opened and Steve stepped out. "Hey you want some ice cream?" I called to him as I begin scooping the ben and jerry's out. He nodded at me and I could tell it was another date that went badly. I didn't even know what went 'bad', he never really told me. A few he did tell me that they were just fanboys/girls of Captain and just wanted to say that they went on a date with the Steve Rogers. I got another mug and filled it with ice cream before handing it to him. He sat across from me at the breakfast bar, and begin spooning some ice cream. "How did it go?"

"Not well," He commented simply, I knew somehow that these people couldn't have all been horrible.

"Steve what are you looking for in these people?" He looked at me confused. "It can't be that they all go wrong," I let the silence hang not knowing how he would react to my next comment. "They aren't Thor," He looked up at me his blue eyes angry.

"I know they aren't," He growled at me softly but then his face fell and I knew he realised that I was right. I let him think about it for a minute.

"Maybe he affected you more than you thought," I told him, his blue eyes glanced up. "Maybe you're scared,"

"I'm so scared," He admitted quietly. I went around giving the super solider a hug, he wrapped one arm around me. "I know that they won't be like him but I can't help it," He told me, his hot breath on my neck. I pushed him back making him looking me in the eye.

"I need you to know that you never deserved that, no matter what he told you," I told him, he nodded pulling me into another hug.

"Thank you for everything,"

"Dr Mater, Ms Romanov required your assistance in Dr Banner's lab," I groaned this could not be good, I moved as quickly as I could to the elevator and up to Banner's lab. I arrived to finding Nat standing over Bruce who was sitting on the floor. He was hyperventilating and I could see the fear on Nat's face.

"Liz I need you to get him to calm down," She told me, I could tell Bruce was trying to calm himself down but it wasn't working and he was losing control. I ran to the store room, remembering what Bruce told to administer him if he ever began losing control. I grabbed the bottle and a syringe and quickly filled it up. I could see his skin turning green and Nat's face went white and I remember her past experience with the Hulk. I pulled open his shirt, stabbing the syringe directly into his chest, trying to get it closest to his heart as possible. His green skin began disappearing as his breathing slowed. Nat gave him a massive hug and until now I'd never see the couple even hold hands. "I'm sorry," I turned away from the couple, taking off the needle and tossing it in the biohazard bin. He told me it was something he made to slow his heart rate.

"It's ok," He said to her, his voice rough and when I turned around he was standing shakily, leaning on his desk. "Well at least I got to test out my med," He said smiling at both the red-head beauty and me. "I'm sorry for that guys," He coughed out and I waved off his apology. I could tell the couple had something to discuss so I made my way out of the lab to leave the two. I later found out from Nat that they'd been making out when it got a bit out of hand, who knew Hulk was such a prude. It was nearly evening time as I made my way down to my room. When the elevator got to my floor I saw Steve leaning by my door twiddling.

"No date today Captain?" I asked him smiling. I unlocked my door, gestured to him to come in.

"Actually that's why I'm here," The pause made me turned around to face the super solider. "I was wondering if you wanted to go out for dinner with me?" I was confused we had gone out so many times why did he say it like that.

"Of course! Where do you want to go?" I said going to grab some jeans but when I didn't hear him say anything I turned to face him again cocking my head at him.

"I meant as like a date," His blue eyes were soft and sweet but I was caught by surprise. I pulled myself together, seeing the way he was looking at me and realising he really meant it. I realised I couldn't and wouldn't say no to him.

"I would love to," I gestured for him to sit down as I grabbed my favourite dress from the wardrobe and ran into the bathroom to get changed. I quickly put on simple makeup and my heart beat. I'd gone out so many times with Steve but this was so different. As I finished up I step out of the bathroom and Steve stood his mouth practically hanging open. I could help the blush that spread over my face.

"You look wonderful," He said, and although he has said those words before it was so different.

"Thank you," I said as he came over. "Where are we going?" He refused to tell me. When we got into the elevator he press the floor for the lounge. I looked at him confused but he wouldn't meet my eye and when the elevator open I saw why. The lights were dimmed and on the table were candlelights. I looked at Steve and it was my turn to looked shocked.

"I hope this is ok," He stand nervously as I stood there in awe.

"It is way more than ok, this is wonderful Steve," I told him. He pulled the chair out for me and waited for me to sit down. It was broccolini risotto, which Steve knew was my favourite. He sat down across from me, twiddling his thumbs. I grabbed his hands and his blue eyes met mine. "This is so romantic, thank you," I said to him. We talked about stuff we usually talked about, the other avengers and how my training was going and despite it being the same it was different. And I decided that I really like different, if different meant dating Steve.

"I hope this was ok," Steve said, his eyes sparkling. I studied the features of his face, not like I used to, in a different way. The way his check plumped when he smiled and his eyes narrow, the way his lips met in wrinkles like he spent too long smiling. The way his hair didn't always flip up at the front neatly and that today it was sticking up with a few strands out of place.

"This was more than ok," I told him honestly. He stood up then, moving over to the stereo that Stark set up a few weeks ago, he hooked up his phone to it.

"Will you dance with me?" He asked holding out his hand, I took his large his and he pulled me up. From the stereo started playing slow, 1960s music that I knew Steve loved. He took my hand and we swayed with the music, he knew I couldn't dance and I knew he couldn't dance either. I looked at the veins in his arms, and how the muscles danced in his arms as he moved them. "I figured out why al those dates went badly," He admitted to me, I looked up at him but he didn't meet my eye. "It wasn't because I wasn't into women or men, and it wasn't only because I was scared," He took a deep breath and he met my eye then, his lips turned up in a small smile. "It was because all those men and women, they weren't you," I was then suddenly aware of how close we were and how despite our height difference I could feel his breath on my face. He leaned downwards but he paused before his lips met mine. "Can I kiss you?" Instead of answering I tiptoed to put my lips against his. At the time our lips parted and I knew I no longer saw Steve as just a friend, I saw him as so much more.