The Ballet Teacher

Chapter 6

Natasha POV

I looked out my window while the rain trickled down. It wasn't too bad I presume. It could be worse. I figured a light jacket would be fine, considering the sun was still out. I knew the rain wouldn't last, but I brought my umbrella just in case. I threw a jacket over my Captain America shirt and headed out the door, giving Liho a kiss goodbye. I told Steve I'd get there around 1, so I wanted to leave enough time to arrive at the precinct on time. He worked in the Bronx near my studio, so I planned on stopping by there today too. I hopped on the subway and made my way to Tremont Ave.

The big, brick building looked like it was standing on its last leg. I could tell it had been a staple in the community for many years. With a little pep in my step, I quickly climbed the stairs of the precinct. Oddly enough, I felt excited to see Steve. I knew I shouldn't simply because I had barely known the man, but I couldn't help the slight butterflies that were filling my stomach. I reached the receptionist desk and the officer escorted me towards Captain Rogers office. I glanced at the large clock. 12:30. Better to be early than late, I suppose. We turned the corner and saw Steve sitting in his office with the blinds slightly open. He wore a blue button down and his beard was shaved. I noticed his attraction before, but of course that wasn't the first thing on my mind. Now, it was more prominent and it did nothing for the growing knots in my belly. As I walked over to his office, thanking the policeman who showed me, I was stopped by a tall blonde woman. Her brown eyes seemed to look at me coldly while she spoke.

"Hi, how can I help?"

"Hello, I'm here for Steve." I said glancing over at him.

"He's busy right now. Maybe you can come back another time." She more so commanded rather than suggested.

"Well he called and told me to come down at 1." I replied slightly defensive.

Sharon, her name tag read, glanced at her watch before looking up at me, "Well you're early, so sit over there and wait for him to come out." She pointed towards a small chair in the corner.

I was beyond heated but the last thing I needed was to get into a problem at a police station. I quietly calmed myself and waited in the wooden cushioned seat by his door. I watched as the officers moved about the room, it wasn't as frantic as I would've thought. Everyone sat at their desk buried behind paperwork. A few officers came by with perps, but nothing super exciting, not that I would really want anything to happen while I was here. Time ticked on. I glanced over at Sharon, who was on the computer. She was such an ass. I rolled my eyes thinking about our encounter. How can someone who comes in contact with victims and perps all the time be such a jerk?

My thoughts were interrupted by Steve coming out of his office. He didn't seem to notice me as he spoke to Sharon, who suddenly seemed perky.

"Hey Sharon, can you print case 4948 and make two copies of this report?" He said handing her a paper.

She smiled widely at him and took it. "Anything for you Steve."

"It's Captain Rogers and thank you." He said smoothly correcting her for unprofessionalism.

"Right, Captain Rogers." Her smile faltered for a second before speaking again."

There's a woman here to see you." She said pointing to me who was now in his line of sight.

"Oh, Nat. Hey" He smiled widely at me, while Sharon rolled her eyes.

I smiled at the sight and figured she had a thing for our sweet ole Cap here. "Hey Steve." I gave him a quick hug, smirking at her.

"Why didn't you tell me you were already here?"

"Well your assistant told me you were busy and I didn't want to interrupt. I know you probably have a lot more serious cases you could handle." I said looking at him softly.