The Demigod From Asgard - A Steve Rogers x Reader Story

Chapter 23: Ears and Eyes Everywhere

Warnings: Angst! Canon Typical Violence! Slow burnn!

Back in DC Steve considered heading to your apartment but decided in the end to go visit the VA.

As he walked in the lady at the front desk instantly recognised him, standing up quickly from her chair. She glanced down at her outfit, smoothing out her hair, adjusting her blouse before sparing a quick glance at her reflection in the monitor. Once steve had reached the desk she had put on a winning and charming smile. Not that Steve really noticed.

"Hi I'm looking for my friend, Sam Wilson" Steve says remembering his promise to Sam the day before.

"Oh uh yeah of course. Just down that hall" she says slightly flustered as she points him in the right direction.

He thanks her before heading off in that direction. As he approaches he can hear a woman telling a story, talking about how she swerved to avoid a plastic bag, thinking it was IED. Steve leant up against the wooden pillar listening in.

He knew exactly what it was like. When fireworks went off on New Year's and the fourth of July he'd have to remind himself that it was just a firework not a bomb. He heard a car backfire the other day, it nearly caused him to duck for cover.

Part of him thought that fighting with SHIELD would stop it, since he'd be exposed to it at work. He wasn't sure if it was working though or just making the problem worse.

Steve hangs back as the session ends waiting until everyone was gone before he approaches Sam.

"Look who it is. The running man" Sam smiles sorting through the flyers as Steve walked over.

"Caught the last few minutes, it's pretty intense" Steve sighs leaning up against the wall.

"Yeah brother we all got the same problems, guilt, regret" Sam sighs looking back up at Steve.

"You lose someone?" Steve asks.

"My wingman Riley. Flying a night mission, standard PJ rescue op. Nothing we hadn't done 1000 times before. Until an RPG knocked Riley's dumbass out of the sky" Sam sighs "nothing I could do about it. It's like I was just up there to watch"

"I'm sorry" Steve sighs quietly, knowing exactly what it was like to just watch something happen and not be able to stop it, how powerless it makes you feel.

"After that, I had a real hard time finding a reason to be over there you know" Sam sighs.

"But you're happy now? Back in the world?" Steve asks glancing down at all the flyers and brochures to help people adjust to life post military.

"The number of people giving me orders is down to about zero" Sam says looking around before turning back to Steve with a grin on his face "so hell yeah"

"Are you thinking about getting out?" Sam asks him.

"No" Steve says almost instantly before shaking his head, sighing "I don't know"

"To be honest I don't know what I would do with myself if I did" he sighs glancing down.

"Ultimate fighting?" Sam offers making Steve laugh "just a great idea off the top of my head"

"Seriously you could do whatever you want to do. What makes you happy?" Sam asks.

Steve thinks for a moment, but the only thing that came to mind was the memories he had of you.

"I don't know" he sighs shrugging his shoulders.

"Well you'll find something, and in the meantime if you need anyone to talk to about all of this just give me a call or pop round" Sam says grabbing a pen and scribbling down his number and address before passing it to Steve.