Cheshire

Chapter Fourteen

Cheshire's POV
We sat in the dark of the hallway for what seemed like forever before I was able to remove myself from Steve. Sniffing, I wipe the mascara from my cheeks and avoid his gaze as I let out a laugh.

"God, I'm pathetic." I whisper. I feel Steve tense up and barely have a chance to look up before he has me locked into an embrace once more.

"Stop that." He growled into my ear. A shiver runs down my spine and I look up him with wide eyes.

"Excuse me?" I ask.

"You're not pathetic. But you are hurt. Maybe even a little confused and probably a lot of deranged, but not pathetic." He says softly. I smile a little before reaching up and running my fingers through his hair.

"You are literally the picture perfect American dream boy, you know that?" I whisper. Steve laughs loudly before lifting my chin up and
He stands up before pulling me up and rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly.

"Come on, Chesh-" I interrupt him.

"Ember."

"What?" He asks, tilting his head.

"My name, It's Ember." I reply timidly. I lower my gaze to the ground and bite my lip. Steve chuckles and lifts my head up.

"It's a beautiful name, you shouldn't be embarrassed Em." I look at him and grin.

"What makes you think I'm embarrassed Steveo?" I ask, running my fingers down his chest lightly. "I just wanted you to know my real name so you can scream it later." Steve coughs awkwardly and blushes. "You shouldn't be embarrassed Steve. After all, it's a beautiful name." My grin becomes bigger and I nip at his jaw before backing up and walking towards Bruce's lab.





TIMESKIP

Third POV
Cheshire walks into Banner's lab and smirks at the two men working away. Banner is continuously scanning with a gamma ray detection scanner on the scepter for radiation. While Tony looks at his monitors, shifting and solving as many algorithms and equations.

"You two look busy." She states. "What can you tell me?"

"The gamma readings are definitely consistent with Selvig's reports on the Tesseract. But it's gonna take weeks to process." Banner declares before looking over at her. Cheshire winks before sliding over to Tony and looking over his shoulder.

"If we bypass their mainframe and direct a reroute to the Homer cluster, we can clock this around six hundred teraflops." Tony murmurs. Cheshire looks at him and tilts her head slightly.

"I didn't get any of that." The two of them chuckle and Tony pinches her cheek.

"You're lucky you're cute Chesh." Cheshire growls and bites his hand.

"Ow! What the hell?! I called you cute, that a complement!" Tony shouts, rubbing his hand.

"You're lucky I don't do anything worse Stark, you didn't even leave me a note before leaving." She replies annoyed. Banner looks at the two of them with a green tint in his eyes before adjusting his glasses and blinking rapidly.

"All I packed was a tooth brush." Tony looks at his fellow scientist and smiles.

"You know, you should come by Stark Towers sometime. Top ten floors, all R&D. You'd love it, its candy land." Bruce looks down and furrows his eyebrows.

"Thanks, but the last time I was in New York I kind of broke...Harlem."

"Well, I promise a stress-free environment. No tension. No surprises." Suddenly, Tony pokes Banner with a miniature electrical prod, causing Banner to let out a startled yell.

"OW!" Cheshire's eyes to widen and she quickly snatches the prod from Tony.

"Bad Boy! You can't hurt precious Banner! Look at him, he's a sweet baby child!" she scolds, waving the prod in Tony's face. "Me however, you can try this out next time we hit the sheets." Tony looks at her with wide eyes before turning his attention to Bruce.

"Isn't she such a minx?" He asks. Cheshire glares at Stark and zaps him with the prod.

"FUCK!"

"Language Stark. Don't damage my baby Banner's innocent ears." She says, laughing Steve unexpectedly walks in, pissed.

"Hey! Are you nuts?" Steve asks, his eyes directed towards Banner. Cheshire drops the prod and wraps her arms around Bruce's arm before frowning at the super soldier.

"You really have got a lid on it, haven't you? What's your secret? Mellow jazz? Bongo drums? Huge bag of weed?" Tony asks Bruce, still rubbing his arm.

"Is everything a joke to you?" Steve asks Tony.

"Funny things are."

"Threatening the safety of everyone on this ship isn't funny. No offense, doctor."

"No, it's alright. I wouldn't have come aboard if I couldn't handle pointy things." Bruce replies, jokingly. Cheshire smirks up at him and slide one of her legs between his."

"I wonder if I could handle yours, big boy." She purrs. The three men turn to look at Cheshire all with different looks on their faces.


Tony looks at her with a smirk, knowing the game she's playing.
Bruce, looks shocked and flustered at her actions.
And Steve looks completely and utterly pissed.