The Demigod From Asgard - A Steve Rogers x Reader Story

Chapter 26: Return of the Dead

Warnings: Angst! Fluff! Canon Typical Violence! Injury to Major Character! Slow burnn!

When you woke back up, you were lying down on the backseat of the car. Your head was pounding, every muscle ached and your ears were still ringing. Your head resting in someone's lap, their hand gently stroking your hair. Opening your eyes, blinking a couple times, you look up to see Steve looking down at you.

"Hey, you okay?" He asks quietly when he sees you awake.

"My head feels like it's full of cotton" you mumbled your hand moving to rub your forehead.

"What happened?" You ask not remembering much.

"Well first you saved us all by creating that force field thing, you must have worn yourself out because you collapsed soon after hitting your head. Me and Nat got you out before the Strike team arrived" Steve tells you his hand moving to rest on your abdomen.

"I don't even know how I did that" you admit looking up at him.

"Well it was impressive either way" Steve says with a small chuckle.

"Wait if you're here who's driving?" You ask furrowing your brows.

"Nat is we're heading back to DC to a safe house" Steve tells you.

"Oh okay, cool" you say moving to sit up.

"Whoa, whoa no, careful stay down" Steve says pushing you back down.

"Steve I'm fine" you tell him trying to sit up again but he stops you.

"No rest, your body is clearly exhausted" Steve tells you leaving no room for arguments.

You sigh in defeat moving to get comfortable, keeping your head on his lap looking up at him. He looked fine, not a single cut or bruise. Just covered in a load of ash. You smile to yourself thankful that you were able to keep him safe. You wouldn't know what to do if you lost him. You'd lost so many people already you couldn't bear to lose him too.

"I'm sorry about Hydra and all that" you tell him making him look back down at you.

"It's okay, just wish I had done more, prevented all of this" he sighs looking up and out the window.

"Hey" you say grabbing his hand and making him look back down at you.

"You did everything you could, you saved thousands of lives by crashing that plane. You did the right thing, like you always do. Nobody could have predicted this, no one could have stopped it, not even you" you tell him stroking his hand with your thumb.

He lets out a deep and shaky breath giving you a small smile "thank you" he says quietly.

"Now you get some rest too, you don't need to be the hero all the time" you tell him.

"Fine but only if you do too" he says smiling down at you.

"Deal" you smile.

It was the early morning by the time you'd gotten back to DC. Steve helped you out of the car, insisting that he kept an arm around your waist despite you telling him you were fine. He led you and Nat down the street towards a house. Knocking on the door.

A few moments later a dark-skinned man answered looking between the three of you.

"Hey man" he says greeting Steve.

"I'm sorry about this we need a place to lay low" Steve apologises.

"Everyone we know is trying to kill us" Nat explains.

The man looks down at you all in surprise before stepping aside "not everyone"

"Sam this is Y/N, Y/N this is Sam, the guy I told you about" Steve says introducing you.