Fall For You

Before You Go

"Baby?"
"I don't plan on letting you go."

They never got the chance to even take one more step into the pub. Everyone came flying out, giving both Dublin and Steve whiplash. "What's going on?"

"Explosion at Delmar's." Dublins face paled. "What?!" Without thinking she rushed inside to grab her jacket and bag, frantically searching for her keys. She felt a hand wrap around her wrist and spun around to see Bucky giving her a worried look. "Are you really going?" She took a deep breath and took his hand in hers, relishing in the warm feel. "It's my job, James. You know that." He took a deep breath but nodded his head. "Be careful, Doll. And when you come back to me, let's have dinner."

She was stunned to say the least, but could barely think about anything but the explosion at Mr. Delmar's deli: a neighborhood favorite and frequent haunt of her and her little brother. Best sandwiches in Queens. "Buck-okay..."

He gave her a quick kiss on her forehead and let her go. It gave her the burst of confidence she didn't know she needed as she made her way back outside, shaking off Steve's glare as she ran towards Sam to make their way to their station. "So Bucky..."

She glared at Sam as they started rushing to get their supplies ready. "I don't think now's the time..."

"So that glare from Rogers?" She blinked away her confusion as they jumped in the rig and started blaring the sirens. "I gotta say, I thought meeting Stark and Banner would be a lot less scary but fuck do they protect you. Even after all this time of being your partner, I can't believe this was the first night I've met-"

"What glare?"

"When you agreed to dinner." Sam gave her a pointed stare as she gave a huff. "Fuck me..."

She agreed to dinner with him?! After everything that was said between the two, she had agreed to dinner with her ex. How could she-

*****
"Head out of your ass, Steve!" Clint threw him the keys and they both jumped in the car.

"Any casualties?" Steve was trying to keep his mind on the situation at hand. "Not that we know of. And don't think I know what you're doing."

"My job?"

Clint rolled his eyes as they pulled up to the scene-and it was chaos.

*****
"Oh my-" Flames and debris were everywhere. Charred items scattered throughout the tight street. All she could think-

"They're fine." Sam knew her line of thinking. Hoping against all hope he was right. He knew that Peter was working with Nat on his homework and that May had a date.

"Sam!" May squealed, taking a step back as his jaw dropped. "What are you doing here?!" He couldn't form any sentence, staring into Nick Fury's angry gaze. Even with the eyepatch, the man was frightening.

"Just looking for-" Who was he looking for again? Dublin DID say to meet him at her aunts apartment, right? May and Commissioner Fury? Did Dubs even...

"I have trust in you that you'll keep this discreet. Until the time is right." Was all Fury stated.

They both hopped out of the rig, spying NYPD rushing out to try and contain the scene. FDNY were there trying to control the scene, but she was just focused on the deli; and a certain Detective's wandering eye.

"Oh he's definitely pissed." She glared at Sam as pushed a lot into his arms. "Task at hand."

Clint came walking over with a bruised and battered Mr. Delmar. Soot and ash covering the majority of his face.