Redbanks: Wicked Ones (Biker!SteveRogers AU) - 3

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"You brought a kid to the bar?" Nat exasperated a couple of weeks later on seeing Bucky escort Peter through the doors of Romanoff's - the teen looking rather mystified by it all.

"Yeah? He's an apprentice- Avenger in the making". Bucky shrugged it off as though bringing a seventeen-year-old to the bar was no big deal. 

"W-Wait a minute how old is he anyway? Twelve?"

"Seventeen". Peter now interrupted helpfully and then saw Bucky and Nat's face, "yeah I'll shut up..."

Bucky turned to him. "Anyone asks you how old you are, you tell 'em eighteen ok? Older the better - you won't pass for much more than that kid". He clapped him hard on the back causing Peter to wince.

"Do I at least get to try a beer?" He asked hopefully

"No". Both Nat and Bucky said.

"Get the kid a damn juice carton - if you make Avenger status? That's when you get a beer - no other time ok?"

Peter nodded, "Ok Mr Bucky sir..." clearly both feeling scared and amazed to be there. 

They needed another pair of hands, considering Steve was running the gang, working as well as juggling fatherhood, the business did need someone for if he wasn't there. Bucky had done a good job holding the fort during his friend's recovery, but the kid could prove useful - and he was quite smart, so the two men had noted. 

He hadn't been lying when he said that he was a quick learner. 

Sam came over and slid on the stool next to Peter so that he was in between the pair. "On the apple juice kid?" He smirked and looked to Bucky. "Seriously?" 

"He's a good apprentice, so how's Sarah?" He now threw back, knowing it still riled his friend up. 

"Stop asking about my sister, man!" Sam grunted and beckoned Nat to bring him a beer. "Where's Steve tonight anyway?" 

The door flew open and in walked the Avenger leader. 

"Well, I guess that answers that". Sam now took a swig of beer and waved him over. "Hey Steve! Wanna come drink some cartons with the kid?" 

Steve smirked as he got to the bar, "Shut up Sam". And then looked to Bucky. "You sure it was a good idea bringing him here?" He asked, eyes going to Peter. 

"Gotta get some hands-on experience if he wants to be one of us - and not just fixing up cars" Bucky now shrugged. "You ever fired a gun before kid?" 

Sam snorted. "Or even a water pistol?" 

Peter shook his head. "No...erm...my uncle died from getting shot".  He now went a little quiet. "Y'know, maybe this wasn't such a good idea Mr Bucky - I think I need to get home to Aunt May". He now got off the bar stool. "I'll erm, see you tomorrow morning...thanks for bringing me here though..." 

The three men watched as Peter walked out, Steve then taking a swig of his beer and rolling his eyes. "Well, no one go after the kid all at once then". Following Peter out and seeing him heading in the direction of town. "Hey kid!" He called. Peter turned and Steve now caught up to him. "Why did you really want a job? To try and become like one of us?" 

Peter looked at the ground. "I don't know, I guess I just liked the idea of protecting her...she's the only family I have". 

"I get that - listen I think you've got what it takes to be one of us". 

"You do?" 

Steve nodded. "You've got heart kid. You wanna protect your aunt just as we protect our own. You come into that, and we protect you too. We may have a rep, but we're family. We've got each other's back, whatever it takes..." he put his fist out so as Peter could bump his fist against it. 

Peter smiled faintly as he fist bumped the Avenger leader. "Whatever it takes". 

He passed the beer bottle to Peter. "I won't tell your aunt if you won't - oh and not a word about it to Bucky" He smirked, watching as Peter took a sip. 

"It's erm...woah, ok yeah that's real strong..." 

"Biker fuel, and if it comes to it, we'll even teach you how to smoke and to use Pym Particles",

"Pym particles? What are those?"

"All in good time kid..." Steve put a hand on Peter's shoulder. "you're doing great, even Bucky thinks so and he pretty much hates anyone new". 

Peter smiled. "I've learnt a lot...and I really enjoy working on the cars, honestly if my friend Ned could see you guys and..."

"Just...curb the talking...we don't do much of that".  Steve interrupted. "You'll pick it up as you go along. We all did". 

"Have I done enough to earn me learning to ride a bike?" 

Steve thought to himself for a moment and then finally nodded. "Alright kid, tomorrow after work? We'll take you through it and see how you do". 

"Really? Thanks!"

"Get yourself home to your aunt, and not a word to her about the bike thing, ok?"

Peter shook his head. "Yeah, erm no way".  He now began walking back towards the town, looking back at Steve. "See you tomorrow!" 

"See you bright and early kid". 

Lilith was already asleep when Steve slid into bed that night. She'd not wanted to leave Ebony and head to the bar with him that night, even though Laura had offered to babysit. She was still a little apprehensive about leaving their daughter, but Steve could see why. 

He just hoped that they were past all the shit now that Peggy was gone, and the Hydra gang were pretty much locked up. 

"You're home early?" She now yawned, checking the time on her phone. "Not even past closing time". 

He kissed her. "Missed my demons..." 

Lilith rolled over and kissed him deeper. "Your demons missed you...how's the new kid? He been corrupted yet?" She'd heard everything about Peter, and it seemed he had potential - however she was yet to meet him properly.  

"Gave him a sip of beer earlier if that counts". 

She chuckled quietly so as not to wake the baby, "You're a bad influence". 

"And I'm not sorry about it" he smirked as she kissed him once more.

"No... you aren't ever sorry about anything". 

He flipped her under him and began to kiss her neck. "And I'm not gonna be sorry for what I'm about to do to you demon eyes". He murmured into her ear. 

She looked up at him, legs now spreading a little wider. "No...I'm not either".