New York

A Punch To The Face

Steve POV:

I was out and about again today it's been about a month since I last met Stiles. I wasn't expecting to run into him again but he was standing a few feet in front of me arguing with a man.

A man who was towering over him. I have no clue what they could be arguing about but the next second the guy punches the kid and then I decide that that's more than enough.

I ran up to stop the second fist and the following kick. The looks ready to punch me but backs off after looking at me. He yells once more for good measure and then stomps off, obviously still pissed at the kid. I help the kid off the floor.

"So this a usual thing for you Stiles?"

I ask the kid, his eye is now turning black. He didn't answer just prodding his eye with this finger.

He then looked at me,

"No this isn't normal that guy was an ass though and I told him so, I didn't expect to get punched in the face though. If Peter tells Scott and Scott tells my dad I'm screwed."

The kid said talking more to himself in the end.

"You should really put ice on your face or its gonna get worse trust me I know."

The kid looks skeptical that I get punched in the face but complies anyway because it probably hurts a lot.

We walked out to an older shop that's more rundown and out of the public eye, it's probably been here for 20 or 30 years by what it looks on the outside at least. I walked in with Stiles And ask the guy at the counter where the ice was and he pointed me in the direction of a large freezer.

I bought some ice for his face and we bought two drinks as well. Now we are headed down the street going nowhere in particular just talking since we haven't talked in a month or so. Just catching up as friends do.

Stiles tells me about his friend Peter who lives in the city and how he knows him from his hometown. He also talks about his father, who he was thinking about bringing down to see the sights.

I told him about my job oh, well not really but close enough to the truth that I didn't have to lie completely. I told him I work for the government, some simple desk work job but government none the less. I also tell him how I went to war of course, not the one I actually was in but the same difference in the kid's eyes. He told me I was young to have already gone to war and back oh, isn't that irony.

After that, the kid was talking to me about how technology had advanced so far and we have things like Iron Man, which I had to get the kids to explain to me what it was. Apparently, Howard's son flies around in a metal suit. The kid told me how he thought it was so cool and I kind of agreed with him the ability of flight was pretty cool. Then he asked me if I could have any superpower what could it be, I honestly answered him go back in time.

Stiles agreed but that would be a cool superpower but he said he'd rather have flight powers. He said going back in time would be cool but he said you could get lost back there and never make your way out which is spoken from a person who has lost someone that they miss so much but knows better than to go back to them in a futile attempt. The kids a better man than I am in some ways.

Halfway through our walk, I felt like someone was following us. at first, I thought it was a shield agent who wasn't very good at his job. but whoever was following us made me tense not like the shield agents normally did. I told Stiles that I needed to make a call real quick and I asked if he could wait for a second while I did it.

He agreed and I stepped to the side and made the call to Nick Fury and I wanted to ask him if he had someone following me because if not I had a problem on that I did not want to involve Stiles in. After a short phone call, he had told me he did not have someone following me and he asked me if I was in trouble which I then answered no because getting Fury involved means Stile'swould be involved either way and that's not what I wanted.

I hung up and continue the walk with Stiles once we got back to a place where there were more people and more shops I told the kid I had to go to the bathroom and I separated and walked away to a store. I checked to see if I was followed but I wasn't and that confused me. Why wasn't my tail falling me? Was the tail on me? Why would someone be following Stiles? I had a few questions to ask the kid.