The right partner

London 1944

Steve hasn't been allowed on any missions yet. He's become more of a mascot.. exactly like Phillips said. Doing ridiculous songs, in ridiculous outfits. While you've been out in the field. Fighting a battle you never wanted in on.

"Hello, Steve" you say quietly as you find him sitting behind the stage sketching in his book.

"Hi" he answers surprised to see you home from the battlefield.

"Hi" you repeat as you sit down next to him.

"What are you doing here," he says a tat surprised but equally happy to see you.

"Officially I'm not here at all," you say. "That was quite a performance you did out there Steve" you chuckle

"Yeah.. guess it was," he says embarrassed.

"Hey you're America's new hope.. that's something" you smirk. " but this isn't you Steve" you say sadly.

"It's better than the lab" he mumbles.

You look at his drawing.. "so that's it then either a lab rat or a dancing monkey?" You ask. But he doesn't answer you. "You are so much more than this you know" Steve looks at you, as you slowly tilt your head. "What is it?" You ask

"For as long as I can remember I dreamed of going overseas and being on the front lines..serving my country.. now I've got it but I'm wearing this stupid suit" he explains sadly.

You grab his hand.. Suddenly a car stops behind you carrying out the wounded men from the battlefield.

"These men here are the remains of department 107th.. Two hundred men went up against him.. only fifty returned" you explain.

Steve's eyes sadden. "The 107th?" He questions.

"What is it?"

He hurries off to the tent with the wounded soldiers. You follow right behind him.

"Colonel Phillips," Steve says

"What do you want now Rogers?" He asks coldly

"I need the casualty list from Azzano sir" Steve requests.

"You don't give me orders son" Phillips scoffs.

"We need them now colonel" you demand.

Phillips looks up at you irritated before handing you the list, you hand it to Steve who quickly scans through it... he's looking for a name.

"Steve?" You ask worriedly.

"It's not on there..." he says sadly.

"That doesn't mean anything.. he could be alive" you say with a hint of hope.

"Or he's just not been found." Steve sighs as he walks away again.

You once again run after him. He's already changing his clothes. "Do you plan to just walk in there!" You say frustratedly.

"If that's what it takes.. yes I am" he says firmly.

Before he can walk away again you stop him. " wait.. I might have an idea" you say already regretting it.

"You said I was meant for more than this.. did you mean it?" He asks.

"Every word" you smile. "Just let me help okay?"

You and Steve sneak off with the help of Howard you manage to get ahold of one of the planes. While Howard is flying you let him in on everything he had to know about the hydra base.

"You two are gonna be in a lot of trouble" Steve says worriedly.

"And you think you won't?" You smirk.

"Let's just hope everything turns out well then" he smiles at you. And there they are again those Tiny little butterflies.

"Agent jones.. if we're not in too much of a hurry I thought we could stop off in Lucerne for a late-night fondue" Howard calls out from the front of the plane. You quickly notice the shift in Steve's face.

There's an awkward moment of silence. "Stark is gonna get us in and out there without any problems.. he's the best civilian pilot there is" you say quietly.

"So are you two?" Steve asks.. "do you.." you wait for him to finish his sentence. He keeps gesturing between you and Howard. "Fondue?"

You can't help but let out a small grin.. "Here take this, it will allow us to track you from up here" you change the subject. There was a lot of weird things going on between you and Howard since you met. And he's the only person who truly knows about you... you'd like to keep it that way.

Suddenly gunshots fire against the aeroplane, Steve gets up from the seat opening the side door. You try to stop him, but before you can he jumps out of the aeroplane. Howard quickly turns the plane around.

You look after him watching as he lands 6 miles from the hydra facility.. guess he'll just have to walk.. you sit down beside Howard at the front of the plane.

"So have you figured out what's wrong with me?" You ask. Right after the incident when you were shot, you confided your secret to Howard and he ran some tests. Asgardians normally live longer than Midgardians, but you're far from immortal. A gunshot like that should have killed you.

"Well it's a little complicated, perhaps now isn't the best time" Howard says.

"Please Howard for me" you plead.

"I couldn't find anything that explains the situation.. I did find something else though" Howard hesitates, which he never does..

"Howard?" You say nervously.

"You're Asgardian and therefore the blood sample I took is sort of hard to read.. but everything looks okay" Howard explains.

"So what did you find then?" You ask.

"It seems like your body thinks it's dead," Howard says quietly.

"What?"

"Is there any way that what happened back on Asgard might have been a fatal accident?" Howard asks.

"I- i don't remember, I just.. I got shot Howard, two times and nothing happened." your voice is shaky. This truly can't be happening.

"Whatever happened to you back when you first came here.. It must have something to do with that...it appears as if your ageing has somehow paused" Howard says.

" I don't want to live forever.." you whimper as he grabs a hold of your hand.

"Y/n we'll find a cure don't worry" Howard calms you down as he places a gentle kiss on your cheek. " I will do everything I can to fix this if it's the last thing I do" he smiles.

"Thank you" you whisper, as you rest your head on his shoulder.

"So Rogers and you huh?" He teases you as pushes you gently with his shoulder.

"No, it's not like that" you say quickly.

"You're a terrible liar y/n" Howard sighs.

You sit in silence for a while... it feels like you've waited hours. He promised he wouldn't be long.. you are worried sick. That's until the locator turns on.. it's Steve. He did it. Howard quickly turns the aeroplane around, you quickly discover how many people he's saved. You take the most injured people with you, as you send as many aircraft back to get the rest of them.

As soon as everyone's back in safety at the military station. You spot Steve standing with a man. That must have been his friend. You rush to his side embracing him in a warm hug.

"Were you worried about me Agent Jones" he whispers.

"You're late" You playfully hit him on the shoulder, wiping a tear from your eye. You look around as everyone cheers for the returning soldiers. All except Colonel Phillips.

"Some of these men need medical attention" Steve says trying to hold back his smile. "I'd like to surrender myself to disciplinary action"

"That won't be necessary" Phillips says coldly, looking over at you. You're standing with a big smile on your face. "You were right" he says to you as he gives you a subtle smile. "Well done Agent Jones"

You once again turn to Steve.. "you're truly..." you stop yourself as you see Steve smirk. "You did good" you say instead. You eye him up and down. "Let's hear it for Captain America" you yell. As everyone cheers around him.

"You must be the infamous Barnes" you say as you turn to Bucky.

"Indeed I am, Agent Jones I presume, you truly do live up to what Steve told me" Bucky smirks.

"You talked about me, Captain?"

"I guess it slipped out"

You shake your head as you let the boys celebrate.

The following weeks you spend with Steve laying out a complete map of every base or facility in the area. planning your next attack. He remembers every little detail from the few hours he spends there. But now SSR knows what Hydras plan is which makes it much easier to get it right this time. But for tonight you celebrate a small victory.

Steve and Bucky went to the local bar with the returned soldiers. At first, you had declined his offer but something changed your mind... or rather someone changed your mind.

As you walk into the bar all eyes turn to you. At first, you don't realize why. You've been to this bar before, and you know all the men here. But none of them has ever seen you outside of work. Not even Steve. And here you are, your hair is down, and you've put on a beautiful dress.

You spot Barnes and Steve sitting in the back of the bar. As soon as they see you their eyes widen. You step in wearing the most beautiful rose-colored dress with matching shoes. They quickly stand up straight. You can't help but laugh a little at their reaction.

"Captain" you smile. They remain silent. "You don't have to stand up simply because I'm wearing a dress... it's just me"

"Agent Jones," Steve says as he looks you up and down.

You look over at Bucky, you nod your head as a way to say hi.

"Miss Jones," he says gently. You and Steve make eye contact, chuckling.. "what did I say?" Bucky questions.

"Agent Jones doesn't like being called miss" Steve says.

"It's too formal" you finish his sentence.

"My apologies Agent Jones, you look beautiful" Bucky says softly.

"Thank you Barnes" you blush.

Steve notices and you can see his face soften.

"Call me Bucky" he corrects you.

"I thought you didn't want to come" Steve says. You can tell he's happy you did.

"Guess i just changed my mind" you chuckle. "Now is a lady really gonna have to fetch herself a drink or-" you tease.

"I'll get it" they both say at the same time.

"Thank you" you smirk as they both walk away. You take a seat at the bar.

Shortly after they both returns with a drink, they got you a glass of wine and a beer unsure what you'd like.

You grab a hold of the beer Bucky has and takes a sip. They both stare intensely at you. "Haven't someone taught you, boys, it's very impolite to stare" you tease. As they both look away.

"Oh, and Steve, Howard and I have been working on some equipment for you to try" you say, trying to change the subject of you. "Tomorrow morning?"

"Sounds good," Steve says softly.

They both stare at you at any chance they have. You just pretend not to notice. Yet your eyes are glued on Steve.

"I see your men are preparing for battle" you grin referring to the countless empty glasses on the table.

"You don't like music?" Bucky asks.

You look directly into Steve's eyes. "I do actually" Your voice softens, as his eyes meet yours. "I might even go dancing once this war is over"

"Then what are we waiting for" Bucky smirks, as he looks at you.

"The right partner," you say to Steve. As you smile subtly, feel your cheeks burn. You take a deep breath before breaking eye contact. "0800 Captain" you say before emptying the beer and taking the glass of wine with you.

"Yes, agent Jones" he smirks watching you as you leave.  You stand just behind the frame of the door catching your breath as you hear the boys talk.

"I'm invisible" Bucky scoffs. "I'm turning into you. It's like a horrible dream" he grins.

"Don't take it so hard buck.. maybe she's got a friend" Steve teases as he pads him on the back.

"She's hot" Bucky smirks.

"She's smart" Steve says silently.

You feel like a child all over again.. crushing madly on the princes of Asgard. Then you make your way home.