[IC] Captain America and Agent 13 (Jones Sparrow and EasilyAmused)

[Jones Sparrow]

Steve smiled as Sharon walked up to him, his arms crossed across his chest as she talked. He was glad she thought so. He started to feel a lot at home with Sharon, and although Steve was not an emotional man who told everyone everything about himself, he did tell Sharon a lot. Just before he was going to reply, another voice did... and it really shouldn't have surprised him to have Tony standing there. Steve gave a cough and looked around the room. His little talk with Sharon was sadly now over.

Soon the conversation turned to something he really didn't want to hear. Why couldn't Stark just stick to a girl, be happy with her, and take a hint that not everyone enjoyed the cocky, arrogant type. His hands went to his pockets, his jaw clenched the more he flirted with the woman he was falling for. Like father like son. Stark tried to flirt with Peggy right in front of him, and he thought that his chances were over. He couldn't help but think the same thing right now. Which was stupid, because Sharon clearly wasn't having any of his words.

His mind snapped back to Sharon when she addressed him as Captain. She handed him a key, and he politely took it, but his eyes shined with a bit of triumph over Stark. He had the key, and not him. He had to make sure he gave her his own key. It had to be fair, right? "i'll keep this safe miss--" He was cut off by Tony, yet again trying to ask for that date that Sharon told him about. His jaw clenched again, and so did his fist. He looked away from them, sitting there awkwardly as Tony went on. He wasn't going to step outside, or walk off. He wasn't going to leave Tony alone because he knew his silver tongue.

And then he brought her in close. Steve was very tempted to take Tony by the shoulder, and throw him through the wall and in to his own room. That thought was gone when Sharon slid out of his arms, and telling him off. Steve had to hide a smile. Was he her type? What type was he? He hoped she didn't spend much time with people like Steve, or he'd have a run for his money! Tony was everything a girl could ask for. Looks, heroic, charming, rich... But he guessed Sharon was more in to the Brooklyn type.

Tony and steve had a brief but intense staring contest, and then he brushed past his shoulder, Steve's shoulder falling back as it did so, absorbing the hit. He watched him leave, then turned back to Sharon. "So Tony Stark's not your type,huh?" The smile he was trying so hard to hide was now revealed, looking at her extra pair of keys in his hand and then putting it in his pocket.

[EasilyAmused]

Having this kind of conflict in front of Steve was embarrassing. Sharon didn’t like him having to deal with other men getting ‘fresh’ with her and putting any doubt in his mind that she would be interested in someone other than him. And let’s face it, Tony loved the idea of putting doubt in people’s mind. The lecture with Loki comes to mind and even without knowing the current actions between Sharon and Steve, he was already making her feel uncomfortable.

A shrug lifted and fell her small shoulders as she walked slowly passed him gently taking the door and shutting it, closing them inside the room and away from the outside world. “Yeah, I’m not much of a fan of the whole arrogant self-absorbed pricks.” A smirk moved across her full lips as she stepped to him, her hands slowly sliding up his chest as her lips curled into a grin. “I tend to be a sucker for old fashion charms, classic ways and something about guys from Brooklyn with that 1920s ideal tends to be a winner for me…”

Her arms gently wrapped around his neck as she leaned softly into him. “You don’t happen to know anyone like that do you?” She asked playfully with a wink as her fingers danced along his neck.

[Jones Sparrow]

The moment she walked towards him and closed the door his heart started to race. And as she talked he gave a small smirk, watching her put her hands on his chest and then on his neck. The feel of her fingertips were assuring. His hands went on to her sides. He didn't know how long this would last with them being at work and all, but he was going to enjoy it while it lasted. "Not many people like that out there in the world now adays..." Steve said softly, looking at her face smiling up at him. "But if they are around... I heard they are suckers for blondes who don't fall for the charm of arrogant pricks, who is amazing at not only firearms but also dancing, and who can make a mean apple pie." He leaned in to Sharon, giving her a kiss on her soft lips. He wasn't sure how this will work out for them... He assumed that there will be a lot of sneaking around (which was good since they were both trained to do that), and spending time in each other's rooms. What he had a problem with was Natashia being suspicious. She could read him like an open book, which he was uncomfortable with... But he was sure they could work it out someway, right?

He was so lost in the moment with Sharon that he jumped a bit when the knock on the door came. "Miss Carter?" Director Nick Fury asked through the door. "We are having a meeting in the main living room... Have you seen Captain Rogers anywhere?" He asked suspiciously. Steve looked at Sharon. He wasn't going to say a word, if he was found in here, it would be very hard to talk their way out of this. It was best for her to do the talking.

[EasilyAmused]

A smile spread across Sharon’s face. She loved that they could talk like this. Playful and cheekishly without the other thing that they’d be interested in anyone else; it was hard to believe that she could be this happy but… well she was. Much better than the last boyfriend she had to deal with (that’s not a pretty conversation there) and way better than Stark and dealing with his flirtatious and annoying ways that he was, for some ungodly reason, convinced was ‘charming’. To Sharon, it was anything but charming. Then there was Steve Rogers. His abilities were only outshined by his modesty and his want to do good with the world. Protecting people was his top priority and she couldn’t help but feel like she was towards the top of his list of people to protect.

The voice echoed from the door that nearly made her jump out of her skin. As Steve jumped she found herself folding into him as if something was going to attack her; even though it was Director Fury who probably wouldn’t be too happy seeing the two standing in her apartment. “Last I saw him he was heading downstairs sir.” She called back.

“Fetch him for me, we need to have a meeting in the main living room; it’s important.” He said in a stern tone before his footsteps were heard leaving from her door.

Silence filled the room for a moment before she let out a small sigh in relief as he left. She below some of her blonde hair from her face before she looked up at the gorgeous man, “Well,” She began, her voice sounding rather sad. “I guess we must go. Have you noticed that this job has a habit of ruining good moments?” A small laugh left her as she rested her head against his shoulder breathing softly against his neck with a tender smile. “I don’t want to go.”

[Jones Sparrow]

Steve held on to Sharon as she spoke, and was quite surprised to see her jump so badly, but he wasn't complaining. He enjoyed her being this close. Nick Fury left, and that meant they only had a minute or two left before they had to go back out there and pretend that they were only acquaintances in the work place. He was sure that whatever Fury has planned, he was going to be seeing a lot of Stark, and the other Avengers. They were good at saving the earth from aliens, and they knew how to party on their off time. Last time they were all together they spent the night at a bar in New York, telling stories and having an arm wrestling competition (Thor demanded a rematch with Steve)...

Sharon's head went on his shoulder, and her breath on his neck left him with electrifying shivers. He gently put his hands on her sides, and the words "i don't want to go" melted his heart. half of him wanted to lock that door again, and spend time with this beautiful blonde... but the other half of him kept remind him of Fury's words: "It's important." "I don't want to either... But that just means we'll have to pick this up later... I do have a key after all..." Steve said softly.

He removed his hand from her side, and gently lifted her head up by the chin so he could look at her. He was getting better at not blubbering like an idiot whenever he stared at her... but he still had his moments of a man who was so amazed by this woman that he couldn't think straight. "Before we go back out there, and we have to act professional and Stark tries to make another move on you... I want you to know that not only are you a fantastic field agent, but an even more amazing woman. You're pretty, and fantastic, and you know how to make a place feel like home." He said all of this rather fast, because of the amount of time they had left, and his mind racing with all that he wanted to say to her that he couldn't show out there. He gave a smile, showing his white teeth before giving her one last kiss.

"Alright... You should exit first. I'll be there in a second. Don't want to make it look like we were doing something we weren't supposed to..." He said with a small grin. Once she left, he waited a minute before walking out himself, and locking the door behind him, smirking a bit still on how she gave him her key. He made his way down the stairs and in to the large living room that they all now shared apparently. "Captain. Nice of you to join us." Director Fury said with a nod.

"Weird for you to be late. Isn't that your thing?" Stark asked, sitting on the large leather couch. With him was the whole crew. Clint Barton, AKA: Hawkeye, Natashia, Thor, Bruce Banner, Tony Stark, and Agent 13 all standing or sitting around the living room. "Good to see you again, Steve Rogers." Thor called out with a smile. Thor had trouble trusting humans for obvious reasons, but he has made it known that he would follow Captain America in to any battle.

"You too." Steve said with a nod and smile, holding on to his wrists in military style. "So what's this all about?" Hawkeye asked, leaning forward in his chair.

"As you all know: S.H.I.E.L.D. has been compromised... We have no valid evidence of anything yet, except that our attackers are using a man known as The Winter Soldier." With those words Hawkeye and Black Widow tensed, Natashia giving more of a glare. "For the agency's safety, and our own, Mister Stark agreed to let us use Stark Towers for our temporary HQ until we can get some leverage on the situation."

"Do we have any leads? Any info on where we start?" Bruce Banner asked. "We have our files on the Winter Soldier. Romanoff, Barton, Agent 13, since you are the best in espionage, you will follow a lead not far from here under the command of Captain Rogers here." Fury said, glancing at them and then over at Rogers. Steve nodded. "I'll need to know more if we are going in." Rogers said.

Fury nodded. "I'll give you a rundown with your squad shortly. As for now... Get to know each other. you'll be living here for a little while until we can clear this all up."

[EasilyAmused]

Sharon’s idea for a dream date had always been to go out on one with a sharply dressed Captain America. Ever since she was little she fantasized and day dreamed about the day that she would spend with the man. Learning from someone she had idolized for so long; listening to him share his stories and words of wisdom. But instead, she got a trip to the Statue of Liberty, hot dogs, pizza and a vintage bottle of wine; was she complaining? Never! Yet now she was stuck on a ‘blind date’ with someone set up by a crazy red-headed assassin who could kill you with her pinky. Mentally, she was kicking herself for not telling Natasha off but that would give away that she was seeing someone. And she didn’t want to deal with Natasha being up in arms about not telling her. Sighing softly she pulled her sunglasses from her eyes and placed them on top of her head as she looked around. Her head was turned before she heard a voice, her blonde hair moved gently as she turned around to see Steve Rogers in a black suite with a matching tie, dressed to the nine’s and looking as handsome as ever. In fact, her breath caught in her chest in surprise and her face flushed as red as her dress. “Th--ank… thank you … you look… wow…” She said stumbling over her words like a fool as she took in the stunning man in front of her. They sat down together at the small booth before a peppy waitress skipped over to them, dropping off a few menus before toddling off. Her face finally calmed down before she picked up the menu and began to flip through it. They clashed horrible in the diner in their professional/date attire but neither of them really cared. “I’m sorry Natasha put you up to this. I hope it doesn’t make you uncomfortable Mister Rogers.” She said softly as she peaked at him from over her menu, her blue eyes twinkling at him with a sense of playfulness to them. Sure, Natasha wasn’t exactly straight forward with them but it’s good to know that she also thought that Steve and Sharon would make a good couple. “I can’t say I’ve ever ate before.” She said with a shrug. Turning the menu to him as if to point something out, she leaned gently over the table top and whispered, “I slipped a note under your door so don’t trip on it when you walk in. How would you like to handle this? And a kiss says that Natasha is disguised as the waitress so she can keep a closer eye on us.” She gave him a wink as she awaited his answer on how he’d like to play this off. There were many routes they could take and really anything sounds like fun. Even if they just walk out.

[Jones Sparrow]

Her blue eyes, her blonde hair, the way she dressed and looked over at him. Every single thing she did right now was making him feel dizzy and willing to do anything she told him to do. "I was a bit uncomfortable when I got here alone... but seeing you made feel a bit at ease." Steve said with a nod. He felt overdressed here, but now that he saw Sharon looking more beautiful than Steve could ever begin to describe, he didn't feel uncomfortable. When Sharon bet him a kiss that the waiter was their "friend" in disguise, Steve gave a smile, looking at his menu. "You're on. I also bet you a romantic night on the town that I can get her to break character." Steve said, waving the waitress over to the couple. As she was walking over he leaned over to talk to Sharon in a whisper. "Pick the most expensive thing, follow my lead." Steve said before leaning back and looking at his menu. Natasha was the queen of espionage and playing a character. But Steve was also good at getting people to break that character. Back in the War, there were suspicions of spies everywhere, and Cap and his Howling Commandos knew little tricks on how to get people out of character... Once the waitress appeared again, Steve looked up at her and gave a smile. "I think we're ready to order. See, while talking about what we wanted, she bet me I couldn't eat five of the deluxe cheeseburgers here, and a stack of pancakes." Steve said, looking at Sharon, then back at her. "So I'm going to need those things, plus the largest glass of pop you can get me. Oh, and we'll be putting this on our friend's tab who set us up." Steve looked at the waitress, trying to see any surprise in her face. Steve could easily eat all of those things, with his giant metabolism. And if Natasha was going to set them up against their will, she was going to pay for it-- literally.

[EasilyAmused]

There was a lot of things that set Steve Rogers apart from other men. The obvious being that he was Captain America but the not-so-obvious things came from his general treatment of people. He was very kind and thoughtful and always on the lookout to help others. No matter the situation. Like a clumsy blonde nearly toppling over on a staircase, almost tripping over her own feet. Instead of laughing at her and calling her an idiot; he simply picked up the pieces (meaning her falling) and helped her find her path (or feet). This was not something found in men this day and age. Then again, Sharon has always been a sucker for old world charm. The blonde's eyes twinkled at him as he beat her romantic date on the town that he could get Natasha to break character. She nodded in agreement as the peppy brunette arrived at their table to take their order. Sharon has never wanted something so bad in her life than to see Natasha break character. A romantic night out on the town with Captain America; you bet she wanted Natasha to crack. The brunette gave a look of surprise when he said just how much food he wanted, as anyone would hearing such a request but the mention of the friend paying for the food didn't seem to phase her. "I don't know how will be able to bill your friend..." "Oh we'll get a hold of them before the night is out." Sharon said casually with a wave of her hand before turning her attention back to the menu as the brunette's gaze moved to her. "It looks like you serve a lot of interesting food here." Her blue eyes flicked up to see a sparkling smile from the brunette. She closed the menu and folded her arms gently on top of it. "I would like the pot roast dinner. Cooked until it's 160 degrees, no pea added, mash potatoes with no lumps whatsoever; a side of extra gravy but it better not be steaming hot or it will burn my mouth. A salad for a side; no tomatoes, cucumbers or onions. Light cheese; lots of crutons... I mean tons of them. And thousand island dressing. Oh and for my drink. A strawberry lemonade; not too sour. I want a bite not a kick of sour. Thanks!" With that she attempted to hand the brunette who was frantically writing her menu. A little ways into her writing, Sharon cleared her throat and the brunette popped back into reality and gave an apologetic smile as she took the menu from Sharon and went back writing her notes. If this wasn't Natasha she was going to feel horrible... But there's a large chance that they were both were correct in thinking it was her.

[Jones Sparrow]

Steve was impressed on just how far Sharon would go to do this, his eyebrows raised at her incredible demands! When told that she didn't know if she could possibly put it on Natasha's tab, Steve stepped in again. "That's alright. She actually 'gave' me her credit card. We'll be good to go." Steve said with an assuring smile. The waitress glanced hesitantly at the card Steve pulled out, but he didn't wave it around. He wanted to keep her on edge. She walked off, and Steve then looked over at Sharon, leaning forward a bit. "she's beginning to crack. I now bet a back massage, a romantic night, and a kiss that I can get her to yell at me." Steve said with a small smile, leaning back in to his seat. Although the waitress kept making glances towards the two. They kept their conversation light. It was so hard not to act like themselves here. They had to keep the charade up that they only knew each other on a professional level, when that wasn't the case. He liked to think he knew a lot about this woman he was falling in love with... Was this love? Steve was new at this. For most of his life he never felt a woman's touch, or any real affection. He didn't really know what love was. But he did know that her touch was the most calming yet electrifying thing he's ever felt. He knew that her smile could make him fall to his knees. He knew that with all of this chaos, and uncertainty, and fear, he could find peace when she was near him. If this was love he was feeling, he didn't want it to stop. The waitress came back with their requested orders, and it barely fit on the table. Steve looked at Sharon, and then looked at the food with a look of disappointment. "Is something wrong, sir?" The waitress asked. "Oh, no... Its just, we were talking and decided that we would much rather have some finer dining tonight. I mean, sitting here in this place dressed like this?" Steve asked. He didn't mean a word he was saying, but he had to act in some way (even though he was a very bad liar). He stood up, hoping Sharon would follow his lead. He looked at the waitress with a shocked expression. "This diner has very good food sir, and its a great first date spot, and--" "I'm sure it is. And we won't leave without paying. Still have our friend's card." Steve pulled out his wallet to pull the card out yet again. The waitress in a very quick and sudden motion snatched the card out of Steve's hand, glaring at it, then her eyes looked back up at him with uneasy calmness. She glanced over at Sharon, then handed Steve his credit card. "How long did you know?" Their friend, Natasha Romanoff asked. "We had our suspicions. Look, we appreciate the effort, and know you're trying to do this for our happiness... But as I told you a million times, i'm fine where i'm at. And I'm sure Miss Carter feels the same way." He looked at the food, and then handed her his card again. "I'll pay for it all. Add a nice tip." He then turned to Sharon, holding out his arm for her to take. As they walked out, Natasha called out for them. "where are you going?" "I won. I owe Miss carter a romantic night on the town." Steve said as they left the small diner, having a feeling that Natasha won't be following them this time.

[EasilyAmused]

Sharon followed his lead flawlessly. Taking each step one at a time and acting beyond the point of casual. He was rather determined to win this romantic date and either she was getting a back rub or he was. Either way she was okay with this. Rising to her feet with a simple shrug she picked up her small purse and put it over her shoulder as if ready to leave. The interaction between Steve and the waitress was humorous but knowing full well she’d give it away, she held back her expression with a rather plain one.

It wasn’t until Natasha grabbed the card from Steve’s hand that she grinned the grin she had been holding back for a while. Her full red lips spreading across her face showing her straight white teeth. When he began to lecture their friend about how he was happy where he was and mentioned that she could feel the same way, she nodded as the spy looked in her direction and gave a little shrug saying ‘well it’s true’. Upon the time to exit, Sharon slipped her arm into Steve’s and they started out the door. When he called back to their friend explaining that he owed her a romantic night on the town, she waved good bye without turning around. Natasha would most likely leave them alone and they could enjoy some time together. And dressed up!

Steve promised a romantic night on the town and boy, did he deliver! He took them by New York taxi cab to an old fashion but charming restaurant lit with candles and a large glass chandelier. A piano player’s expert fingers played the music that filled the small but cozy restaurant. The couple took a corner booth cuddling until their food arrived and talking. Though she’d need in a kiss every now and then but could you blame her? No, no you couldn’t.

The food was amazing but the rest of the night was on foot with a walk through lovely central park. The sun was going down as the two made it into the center of the park and sat down on a bench to watch the sun drop in central park. The peaceful and very romantic night ended with them returning to Stark’s tower, no matter how much she didn’t want to go inside, she knew they had to. She went in first, as to not cause too much talk of them arm and arm and she took the elevator with her red shoes in her hand. Her body leaned against the elevator walls as she felt light as air with the whole night.

Getting into her room was easy but as she should have guessed, Natasha had snuck into her room past Tony’s security and was lounging on her love seat. “So, how was the night?”

“It was wonderful.” Sharon said, not shy about using the word.

“Are you two something serious?”

“At this point we’re just going with the flow Natasha and we don’t need couching for it. If something happens than it happens.”

Natasha, not being one the one for not having all the information got to her feet as the blonde stripped out of the dress and handed it to her friend. “Did you guys kiss?”

“That’s for me to know and you to find out if you do.” Sharon responded heading into her room and pulling on an oversized shirt and a pair of black pajama bottoms.

“Does he know who you’re related to?”

“Yes, that topic has come up on more than one occasion and while we don’t talk about it, we both know it’s there but… what can we do about it? Nothing. My aunt that we both loved is gone and we must continue forward. That’s what she would want.”

“Continue together as a couple.”

“Natasha we’re just seeing how this goes, please don’t try to force anything or if anything was possible it could be ruined by it. Just let us work things at our own place. Thank you for opening the door but, we can take it from here.”

Natasha stared at her for a moment before a small understanding smile moved across the redhead’s lips. “Fair enough, I’m glad you had a good time. Good night.” With that Natasha left Sharon’s room shutting the door and the blonde let out a long side, her hand moving to her shoulders and her shoulder blades a small push, as much as she adored Black Widow, she was a pain to deal with at times.

[Jones Sparrow]

Steve would often run by this small restaurant ever since the Battle of New York ended. He always looked in why running by to see the place very fancy, and old fashioned... And somewhere in the back of his mind, he knew that if he ever somehow got a girl, he would take her there. The place delivered with some good food, close sitting arrangements, and some nice music to top it all off. Sure, it wasn't a pizza, or a burger joint, but it was nice to treat a good lookin' dame out for a night on the town. It was easy for them to get impressed looks. They were both very good looking, happy, and some could have sworn that he looked a lot like Captain America.

Central Park was their last destination. They were overdressed for a walk, but none of them seemed to mind as they saw the view, and spending time with each other. Then there was the matter of getting back to Stark Tower. They said their official goodbyes as she left first, and Steve decided to lean on the side of a building and watch the traffic go by, smiling to himself at the night he just shared with Sharon Carter. After a couple of minutes he made his way up to Stark Tower as well, loosening his tie and taking off his jacket.

He made it to the top of the tower, the elevator opening to the large living room of Stark Tower, the whole city of New York illuminated past the huge windows. He wasn't surprised to see the group of Avengers lounging around and drinking, all making small talk. "Ah, look who's home." Bruce said with a smile, looking back down at a handful of cards. Steve gave a smile and wave to everyone as he walked over to the bar and picked up a beer. Thor, Tony, Clint and Bruce were gathered around the coffee table playing a game of poker. "Apparently they don't have Texas Hold 'Em on Asgard." Tony said with a shrug. "Want us to deal you in?"

"No thanks, I know so many tricks from the army you would never play the game again." Rogers said as he sat down and examined the game, taking a sip of the beer.

"Why do you drink that stuff? You can't get drunk." Clint asked.

"Makes me feel like one of you guys."

"Oh how humble. Why are you all dressed up?" Thor asked, looking down frustrated at his cards as if trying to figure out what they meant. Steve took a sip and frowned. "There was this social event I had to go to for the Mayor. His nephew's birthday." Steve lied. He got a skeptic look from Tony and Clint, but other than that they were too focused on poker. Seconds later Natasha came down the stairs, looking at Steve with a small hint of a smile. Steve averted her gaze and took another sip of his beer.

"You know, I would challenge you in to a drink off, but I made this agreement with Pepper..." Tony started, then looked over at Thor. "Besides, i think the God of Thunder could take both of us, even with your metabolism, Cap." They all watched Natasha walk towards the table and sit down, "Alright, boys. Deal me in." She said with a playful smirk on her mouth, looking at everyone. The boys all looked at each other hesitantly, but Clint handed her her cards.

"Miss Carter won't be joining us?" Stark asked casually. Steve looked up at Natasha, then back down at the cards.

"No, she said something about her back hurting." Another glance from Rogers shot up to Natasha as she was staring right at him too, another very small smile on her lips. Steve downed his beer almost instantly and rose, picking up his suit jacket. "I'm off to bed, we're back on the case tomorrow. Night." Steve said as he set down the empty beer bottle and made his way upstairs.

He made it to his room, but saw the light shining through the bottom of Sharon's door. His heart started to race a bit as he thought of her again. He entered his room and took off the fancy clothes. All he could really think about was that back massage as he put on a white t-shirt, some pajama pants in his new wardrobe (courtesy of Stark Enterprises), and then very slowly opened his door. He could hear the cheering of Clint, the frustration of Thor, and the laughing of Banner from below as he slowly made it to Sharon's door, giving it a light knock. "Miss Carter? Its Rogers. I heard you were having some back issues, and was just making sure you were alright." Steve said against the door, smiling a bit. He was sure Stark's music and their drinking would be enough for them not to hear this conversation, and he was also praying that Natasha would give them a little time to talk.

[EasilyAmused]

Sharon was very thankful to have Natasha leave. Maybe she’d just leave her and Steve alone so she and Steve could get to know each other better. They got along very well and can hold good conversations. Even though there’s a dramatic difference in time frame of them but she loved to teach him about the new ways of the world while he reminded her that old fashioned ways are almost always the best. He was such a gentleman and something she didn’t expect that she was all the more happy to spend time with him. It was surely better than dealing with the guys from New Jersey and Tony Stark. Really, does more need to be said?

The knock on her door made her body jump a little bit as she had been walking through her living room at the time. Attention turning to the noise she looked at her door and awaited a call out of which person it was. Her fear was it would be Director Fury wanting to know why her and Steve were all dressed up and walking around together. Or that she could have to deal with Tony wanting to hit on her and ask her questions about, whatever crossed his mind since he was horrible at thinking about things before talking. Or it could be Natasha wanting more details about the night. Any of the options were not what she wanted to have happen.

That was until she heard Steve’s voice on the other end the door. A smile moved across her full lips flashing her pearly white teeth. She walked casual in her bare-foot manner to the door and pulled it open. Taking him in in such casual clothing, she had to take a moment to regain her words before she could respond. “It’s just a small back ache Mister Rogers. But if you could help me, I can’t seem to reach my heating pack. If you have a moment, could you come in and grab it for me?” With that she stepped aside, allowing him to come in; the shows they have to put on in case of cameras were rather foolish but hey, it works right?

[Jones Sparrow]

Steve leaned on the door frame when she opened the door, and even out of the red dress she was beautiful from head to toe. The formalities were something they grew accustomed to, and something they now had to do more now that they were living here in Stark's place. When asked to come in to grab the heater, Steve had a small smile on his face, giving a nod. "It'd be my pleasure, Miss Carter." Rogers said, stepping in to the room, looking around. "Not as cozy as our last places, but it'll feel roomier once you get a chance to make yourself at home." Rogers said as he walked up behind her and put his hands gently on her shoulders. "Where can I find this heater?" Steve gently started to massage her shoulders. There should have been a million things on his mind. Tomorrow's intel on the Winter Soldier, Stark walking in (he hoped Sharon's door was locked), the fact that they are all hidden inside Stark's large tower while a killer is out there... But he realized something tonight.

He spent his whole life so focused on trying to help others. He sacrificed so much for others and his country, and he doesn't regret a second of what he has done... But it was alright to take time for himself. To make friends like the ones downstairs. And to have a romantic night with Sharon, and being more than willing to spending the night giving her a back massage. Sure, the constant nagging of those other priorities might break through at times, but he can put them on the back burner... for this time being.

If he could, he can possibly talk to her about anything she knew about this Winter Soldier. She has been an agent for SHIELD longer than him, and it seems like Natasha knew something... If she told anyone, it would be either Clint, or Sharon.... Those thoughts were pushed in the back of his mind as the beautiful blonde who he was currently helping.

[EasilyAmused]

He was always such a gentleman about things, it was a wonderful change from the Jersey boys she had been dealing with so for so long! Everything she was used to when it comes to treatment from men was thrown out the window when she began to be around Steve, even before she figured out that he was the infamous Captain America and the Steve Rogers she had been day dreaming about her whole life. What was the chance of this happening?! Apparently it was a lot higher than she had originally thought.

Upon his entrance inside, she shut the door behind him and made sure to latch it shut. The last thing she wanted to do was to interrupt the moment she could enjoy with Steve. His hands touching her shirt covered shoulders made her shiver slightly before she let out a long soft sigh of relaxation. “Maybe…” She said softly as he worked on her shoulders, “Maybe we should put the heating pad on your back and I’ll work on you when you are done with me.” Reaching up she took his hand off of her shoulder and gave it a gentle kiss before leading him over to the fridge and pointed to the cabinet above it that was open. The heating pad was wrapped up in its cord and seeable but obviously out of her reach.

Once he reached for it, she took it in one hand and the other in her hand she took his hand. Leading him to the couch she unrolled the pad and sat it against the couch. She then had him sit down with it against his back and shoulders with a smile. With that she sat in front of him on the floor and pulled her blonde hair up into a bun; “When you’re done just let me know.”

[Jones Sparrow]

Steve was more than happy to help Sharon. She could ask him to jump off the building and he wouldn't hesitate. He reached up to get the heater, handing it to her as she walked over to the small couch in the room, and Steve sat down with the heater. He didn't realize just how tense he was with his own muscles. After all that's happened the past couple of days, being here not dressed up and just being with Sharon... It was nice. He gently started to rub her back, just enjoying each other's company. "Not a bad night, eh?" Steve asked quietly with a smile. "Although I wish we didn't have to sneak around..." He kept rubbing her back, rubbing the places he told him to.

"You think there would be riots if anyone of them downstairs found out? I'm not known for going out on dates or really socializing with anyone outside of work..." Steve said with a small laugh, leaning in to kiss the top of her head gently.

[EasilyAmused]

Everything about Steve was perfect. He knows how to treat a woman, he keeps everything truthful and straight forward which is something she really impressed about. He was really proving to be one in a million and that was one of the many things she treasured about him. "It would be nice if we didn't have sneak around about seeing each other but..." She gave her shoulders a small shrug with a small smile as she felt his lips on her head. "If that's what the takes for us to be able to have some privacy I'll live with it."

When he asked about what would happen if the people down stairs found out she gave a small laugh. "It's not uncommon for coworkers to... Mmmm." She closed her eyes being cut off of being able to finish her sentence thanks to his massage. The noises continued for a moment before she finished her sentence. "Date. Though I will say I know many office working women up might attack me other sissors any chance they could get for taking 'one of the most eligible batcholors in New York' off the market." She looked over her shoulder at him and gave him a grin.