Following Team Orders (A Steve Rogers AU x F1)

Miami

Pulling into her pit, Liv smiled as Bucky comes out to greet her. "You just keep getting better and better," he said, offering her a hand out.

"Thanks Boss!" She pulled her helmet off, her long braid tumbling out.

"You are ready for qualifying. Excited?"

"To be at one of my home tracks, course." She half unzipped her suit and tied it around her waist, just in her fire protection shirt. "I'm headed out."

"Plans?"

"Nope. Just gonna rest. Thanks Bucky." She hugged him and left.

Bucky watched her leave as Steve walked up. "What are you looking at?"

"Nothing." He turned to his best friend. "Dinner?"

Steve looked over to see Liv let go of her braid. "Yeah, dinner."

Liv was checking her phone when she bumped into some. "Oh sorry!"

"It's fine, Miss Olivia." She looked up to see Charles smiling at her. "Something interesting?"

"Oh no. Just an email from my dad. Checking up on me. He's coming tomorrow." She smiled softly at the thought.

"Ah, well that would explain the smile."

"Yeah. Sorry about the bump. I should get changed to get back to the hotel." She turned to leave.

"You are not going out tonight?"

"No. Not tonight. Didn't really make plans."

Charles swallowed. "Would you like to join me for dinner?"

"Well, I..."

He could see she was nervous. "Maybe tomorrow?"

"Maybe." Liv bit her lip. "I'll talk to you tomorrow?"

"Yes, of course." He took her hand and kiss her knuckles. "Have a good night Olivia." He let go and walked away.

Liv was trying not to swoon. The man was gorgeous but she was hesitant in dating a racer. She walked back with a smile to her trailer, lost in her thoughts.

"Ya should have said yes, Bug." She looked up to see Frank with his arms crossed leaning by her door.

"To what?"

"You know to what. You like him. And its obvious that he likes you," Frank smirked.

"I don't know what you are talking about," Liv replied with a flush of her cheeks. She tried to push past Frank but he stopped her.

"Liv, you need to get out. Not everyone is like Drysdale. Let's hit the town, get some drinks."

"I have to review..."

"Olivia, c'mon. You are prepared Bug." Frank gave her a puppy dog look.

Liv rolled her eyes. "Fine. A couple of drinks, Frankie but early night. Promise?" She held up her pinkie.

He gave her a cheeky grin as he looped his own pinkie around hers. "Promise."

**

Steve and Bucky were sitting in the VIP lounge of Zuma, overlooking the water. Other racers were there, including Drysdale, much to the guys annoyance. A few women were lingering but mostly, they kept to themselves.

"How you feeling punk?" Bucky asked.

Steve took a swallow of his scotch. "Pretty good. New track, new mindset."

"Considering how nice you are being to a certain brunette, yeah new mindset." Bucky glanced at his friend to see his reaction.

Steve choked for a moment. "What?"