Mission No.9

I am woken by a buzz near to my head. My phone. It's a message from Natasha. 'Grand Central. Hydra. Armed. 5 mins.' I gently place my phone back on the table. " Steve." I whisper gently. His arm slowly slips from my waist. "Hmmhmm?" He mumbles. "Mission," I say quietly. "Ooookkkk""We'd better get ready",He rolls over and slowly gets out of bed. "Yeah". He says. I sigh.Typical.