Adopted by Steve Rogers

Chapter Three

Hey guys! Long time no see, huh? I'm sorry for not updating. I plan to update more frequently more now though.

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Nat stood there in the awkward silence and ran a hand through her hair. Of course they just wanted to see if she was a threat or not. It was just too good to be true. She didn't say anything as Steve walked up to her.

"Hi, I'm Steve Rogers," he said, holding his hand out to Nat. Nat shook it, looking up at him.

"Nat," she replied before pulling her hand back.

Steve nodded and looked back at Fury before. "I believe we're done here," he paused to look back at Nat. "So, we can go back to my apartment to show you where you'll be living for now on if you want."

Nat nodded, as Steve reached for her suitcase. Her hand reached out, grabbing her suitcase. "I can carry it myself."

Steve pulled back, his hands going behind his back. "I'm sorry. I should've asked." He paused for a moment then cleared his throat before starting out of the office.

Nat followed Steve to the garage to where he stopped besides a motorcycle.

"May I?" he asked, pointing to my suitcase. I nodded and he strapped it onto his motorcycle. Steve then got on, gesturing for Nat to sit behind him. She sighed, but got on behind him as he started the motorcycle.

After thirty minutes of riding and looking around and at street signs Steve finally came to a stop outside of an apartment building. Nat got off, grabbing her suitcase as Steve shut his motorcycle off.

"I live on the third floor," Steve told Nat. Nat looked over at him and nodded. He started to walk, Nat following him.

Four floors up he stopped, unlocking his apartment and walked in, leaving the door open. Nat followed, closing the door as Steve threw his keys in a bowl next to the door.

"I'll get you a key to the apartment tomorrow." Steve walked into the apartment further. As he walked through it he pointed out where the kitchen was, the living room, the bathrooms and so forth. When he got to Nat's room he opened the door to reveal a off white painted room and a bed with a dresser. "I didn't decorate it because I figured I'd leave it up to you. Um... I'll leave you to get settled. I'll be in the room down the hall to the left. Call if you need anything."

Nat nodded once again, not having said anything since Nick Fury's office. She walked into the room, closing the door, and sitting onto the bed looking around. What was she to do with someone she's only read about or heard about in the news? She had no idea. She let out a sigh, falling back onto the bed and staring at the ceiling.