Falling for the Captain

Here We Go Again

Faye's POV

I wake up entangled in Steve's arms. I think my absence really affected him, but also the team. I can't imagine leaving my family behind, but if that's what I need to do to ensure my family is safe, I'll do it. I turn and face Steve and run my hand through his hair. I place my hand on his cheek and run my thumb down his cheek bone then to his jaw. I place a kiss on his cheek and carefully untangle myself from him.

I need to hit something, I think to myself. So, I do my morning routine and change into the same workout outfit I had on yesterday. I never got to use it, plus, it makes my ass look good (which is why I used it in the first place). I look back at Steve and see how relaxed he looks. He must have been so tired the last day. I really have put this man through hell and back. I slowly close my door and head to the training room. My mind has flashbacks of what I experienced while I was out. I haven't told anybody about it yet, and I'm honestly scared too.

I don't talk about my childhood very often. In contrast to my cousins, they had stable families. All I had was two parents who hated each other, stayed together "for the kids", which resulted in released anger on me. I have a brother, but he doesn't talk to me either. My cousins tell me he's great now. He's married, has kids, has a stable life. Me, on the other hand, am nowhere near stability. All my life I always felt out of place. I never felt like a normal person. Now, I'm a fucking Lieutenant Commander at 25. What does that say about me?

I put on my gloves and warm up with the punching bag. I check the clock and see that it's 5:30 in the morning. I've never been up this early before. As I continue to punch, my mind goes back to the timezone where I was stuck in the 3rd grade. If there's one thing I remember about that specific grade, it was the amount of homework that fucking teacher gave us. I always ended up bringing all my books home every night. I don't know why, but she just fucking loved giving us work. She was strict, but she could be fun. My dream jumped to the 6th grade, where I knew I fucking hated life. I know every kid was bullied at some point in their life, but damn, these private school bitches were relentless. Some days I wanted an out, and to be honest, I tried. I can't deny it because it's in my file, so everyone knows. I remember the time kept jumping, and with each jump, the pain in my heart got worse and worse. I punched out my frustrations.

I wanted to be better. I wanted stability. I wanted my own family. If there's one thing I know for sure about me, it's that I want to be a mom. I want to have my own mini-me's running across the backyard and have stupid cook-outs with my family. Before I know it, tears start to fill my eyes, when suddenly, someone grabs me from behind. Out of shock, I try to punch this person in the face, which to their luck, wasn't as strong as I usually hit.

"Tony? What are you doing here?" I ask as I try to conceal the tears that fell down my face.

"I figured you would be here. What's wrong kid? Why are you crying? It's barely 6 in the morning," he tries to joke with me. I let out a small laugh, which quickly dies as the tears fill my eyes once again. "Come here, kid."

He grabs me and holds me close to his chest. I just continue to cry. And for what reason, the world may never know. After about 5 minutes and Tony complaining that I was going to stain his shirt, I separate myself from Tony. He grabs my face with his hands and wipes the remaining tears with his thumbs.

"You ready to talk now?" He asks. I nod and he follows me to the bench.

"How long was I out for?" I hesitantly ask.

"A little over half a day," he replies. I sigh with relief.

At least it wasn't the actual time spent in that nightmare.

"How long did you think you were out for, kid?" He questions.

"When I was in my nightmare, I went through 4 years of my life. It was the worst time of my life. Every time the scenery changed, I could physically feel my heart get heavier and break even more. That's why I freaked out when you got me out of my sleep. I didn't know where I was. That stupid witch fucked up my reality," I say with a heavy heart. Tony places his hands on top of mine and squeezes them.

"Kid, when you were out, we were shit. We couldn't get our shit together. We didn't even laugh. Yes, you may the highest ranking person in this entire building, but to us, you're still our family. We get that you'll lay your life down for any one of us and we would do that same for you. But, that doesn't mean we want you to do it. You don't have to carry this burden by yourself. We're here to help you dismantle it and become better. After all, you are an Avenger," he says.

I let out a smile and Tony returns one back. I realize how careful I need to be on missions. I have people that love me, and possibly, a man that has yet to say it.

I love him.

My eyes twinkle at the thought. I shake it off and focus my attention back on Tony.

"Thank you, Tony. For everything. I owe you everything," I say.

"You owe me nothing. You saved me. I owe you everything," he replies. We sit in silence for a couple of minutes before he announces that he has to leave for a meeting. "I'll be back tomorrow, kid. By the way, you should take Cap on that date. He was pretty butthurt that he couldn't do it with you being out and all." I smile and kiss him on the cheek.

"I'll see you soon," I say. He gets up and walks towards the elevator.

I make my way back to my room to take a shower. Today is going to be me and Steve; no one or nothing else. I quietly enter my room to see Steve still sleeping. I walk to the bathroom and turn on a nice hot shower. By the time I get out, Steve is already awake.

"Oh, shit, hey, I didn't think-" I say as his eyes wander down from my eyes to my entire body. I realize that the towel I'm using is quite short, even to my liking.

"Oh no, please. Take your time," he replies with a smirk. I make my way towards him as he positions himself on the edge of the bed. "And where did you go this morning that led me to wake up by myself?" I giggle and run my hand through his hair.

"I had a quick date with the punching bag and a heart-to-heart with Tony. I've had quite the morning, Captain, and it's only 7:30." I reply back to him and kiss his neck. He lets out a small moan and I know I have him under my control.

"Easy, Cap. I have plans for us for the next 48 hours. It involves a lot less talking," I whisper in his ear. He blushes and grabs my waist.

"And where are we going, LC?" He asks.

I let out a huge smile and stare into his beautiful eyes.

"My home."