I'll Find A Way *A Captain America Story*

Chapter 7: Hard Fists and Soft Lips

(Reader's POV)

               Tony leans on a metal table in his auto shop on the ground floor of Stark Tower. Pepper walks in with a file of papers. She can't help but notice how lost in thought Tony is. She already knows what he is thinking about.
               "Still thinking about what Vi said this morning?" Pepper says
              "All the things Via said, that was me when I was her age." Tony says upset, aggravated. "Howard was famous for founding Stark Industries and I always wanted him to be proud of me. To care about I did, but he was always proud of his business."
              Pepper walks over to Tony, putting her arms around his neck.
              "You need to go talk to her, Tony. Let Violet know she does matter." Pepper says lovingly, "She's your only daughter."
       "Yeah, I know." He says softly, "Maybe I can come visit her while she's at the museum tomorrow with her class. Or would that embarrass her too?

Natasha, Steve, and Clint all step out of the elevator to the gym room. After Violet's outbreak, everyone decided that it would have been best if either Thor or Steve go talk to her. Thor was the first to volunteer and he insisted on it. Tony was too prideful to go see her, but Steve knows her words hurt her father. He wonders if she feels that way about him. About all the Avengers.
              Grunts are heard from the back of the gym. Steve walks back to see Violet and Thor playing with soft bats, using them as swords. Violet struggles as Thor gangs up on her, but she smacks the back of his leg, making him fall. Steve chuckles at the sight. Little Violet just managed knock the mighty Thor to the ground. He walks over where they are at. When Violet sees Steve, she smiles really big.
"Steve!" She rushes over, wrapping her arms around around his neck.
She kisses him sweetly. Steve holds her face as they kiss.
             "I was starting to wonder about you." She says happily, "Thought maybe you left on a mission."
             "Nah, we couldn't leave Thor behind." Steve says with a smile
             "You could at this moment," Thor stands up wobbly, still in shock.
             Violet looks to the Asgardian God. "Sorry Thor, didn't mean to kick your ass."
             "Violet, Steve doesn't like that word." Natasha warns from afar.
             Steve turns around to her, putting his hands on his hips.
             "Romanoff, I thought we were past that." He says sassily, making Violet giggle.
             "Still a classic, Cap."
             Steve turns to Violet then, shaking his head with a smile on his face. His blue eyes stare deep into hers, loving how small she is.
              "Ready for some butt kicking?" He says to his love.
              "Hell yeah, Rogers!" She exclaims happily.

               Quickly, Steve's arm snakes around Violet's arm, pulling her into him. He grabs the side of her neck. He puts his left foot back and pushes her to the corner of the mat. Violet falls to the floor, her body aching from three hours of self defense training. So far, Steve had taught her how to do jabs, jab cross, uppercut, power kicking, and dodging. They just finished the corner throw. Steve wants her to learn the corner throw because since she is so small, leverage could be used to her advantage.
                 "Are you even trying anymore, Stark?" Steve bends over, resting his hands on his thighs.
                Violet turns over so she's on her back, her face full of anger.
                "How about I beat you around for three hours? Maybe then we'll see who quits trying." The young girl fires back.
                Steve smirks. "If that's what you ask darling."
                Violet blushes at the nickname before Steve helps her stand up. Steve puts both of his hands on her biceps. Violet tries to remember everything Steve did before he slammed her to the ground. She snakes her arm around Steve's muscular arm, pulling him towards her. She quickly puts her hand on his neck, putting her left foot back like he instructed her to. She tries to pull him down but he's too big for her. She tries repetitively to throw him down, but she's all bone and Steve is all muscle. She lets go of him, crossing her arms.
               "I'm too weak," she says
               "No, your not swinging them hips Violet." Steve corrects her, "Anyways, I think we're done for today anyways. We'll pick back up tomorrow."
               "Okay, but I'm going to be just as weak as I was today." Violet says annoyed.
               Steve leans in and kisses her sweetly. He leans away, looking into his love's starry eyes. Violet blushes before grabbing his hand.
               "Where to now, Captain Rogers?" She says in a British voice, a joking manner.
               Steve thinks for a moment. "Well, it's 2 o'clock."
               "Maybe" Violet wraps her arms around his neck "we could go play some more."
             Steve gives her a confused look, his eyebrows furrowed. Violet begins to walk towards the elevator, looking over her shoulder slyly.
             "Upstairs"