"Welcome back Rogers." Fury smiled, and shook his hand.
"HEY! LET'S HEAR IT FOR CAPTAIN AMERICA." Tony yelled.
A loud roaring cheer and applauds went towards Captain America. He looked around to see those who were clapping and cheering for him. He then looked back into Natasha green eyes, then walked back with the Avengers.
"Baby your probably tired, get some rest and I'll see you tomorrow. It's been a hell of a week." Natasha told him, as they entered his room.
"Your right. But it feels good to be home. With the team, and you." He replied, kissing her.
Natasha turned out the light and walked out the room, and back upstairs were everyone was. Tony was talking to the rest of the team, and smiled when Natasha came up.
"What did you do?" Natasha asked.
"Nothing. I think. Just talking bout your Captain." He replied.
Natasha rolled her eyes, but smiled. But she looked back at Stark who was beaming.
"We can throw a party." She sighed.
"Good. Because it isn't a modern day one. It's the 1940's." Pepper smiled.
"1940's? Don't you think it would bring back bad memories. Bucky, Howling Commandos? Peggy? After her death," Natasha said.
"I found him." Sam smiled. "Scott Lang. We found him together."
"You-R-Really? Bring him here." Natasha ordered.
"Lang's on his way with him."
