Caught In The Widow's Web

Ch 41

The guys and I were in a diner that wasn't trashed. It was just outside the attack perimeter. And we were going ham on the food that was in front of us. Burgers, chili cheese fries, onion rings, mozzarella sticks, milkshakes were scattered around the table. We weren't talking as much as we were focused on filling our stomachs with warm, cooked food.

"Stop hogging the fries, Dean." Seth (Rollins) tells Ambrose as he reaches over Roman (Reigns) to grab the basket of fries.

"Both of you guys stop." John (Cena) tells them making me chuckle.

"Can we get another basket of chili cheese fries, please?" Randy asks a waiter who was passing by and he nods.

We were focused on eating and didn't stop until a blonde walked over to our table making me look up and slowly swallow my mouth full of food.

"Hey. I was, looking everywhere for you." Steve says looking at me.

"Come take a seat, pal." I nod him over pulling a chair out for him to sit on my right side.

I wrap an arm around his shoulders patting his chest before clearing my throat.

"Stevie, let me introduce to you Seth Rollins, Roman Reigns, Dean Ambrose, Randy Orton and John Cena. Boys this is my old pal, Steve Rogers. Captain America." I say pointing to each member of my team and they exchange their greetings.

"Hungry? There's more than enough to go around." I tell the blonde taking a sip of my milkshake.

"I'll let you guys chow down. It seems like you guys haven't ate in days." He says looking at the table.

"It's not that, military food sucks." Roman husks wiping his mouth.

I hand Steve an empty plate getting his attention.

"Now come stuff your face, pal." I pat Steve's shoulder urging him to fill it up with the many things we had at our disposal.

He slowly serves himself some food.

"So, how have you-

"You guys make a decision yet?" I ask him stuffing fries in my mouth.

"Um, not yet. So back to you-

"You know I don't like talking about myself, kid. How are the Yankees doin? Haven't had time to catch up." I chuckle shaking my head.

"They're doing alright. So, the others are gonna come-

"That's fine, we're almost done. We can leave them this table. We're already running late-

"J.D. they want to spend time with you. See you. Not in battle. As a friend." Steve tells me.

The other guys silently look at one another, knowing it's best not to put their input on this situation.

I sigh setting my burger down wiping my hands.

"Yeah, but I don't want to." I wipe my mouth.

"Why not?-

"Because Steve- w-we don't have time- we need to head back-

Glass crashing from the back cuts me off as I jump slightly. The door opens and I see The Avengers walk in immediately looking for us. I sigh getting up from my seat reaching into my pocket.

"J.D. what is with-

"You boys finish your food. I'll hit Hill on the old radio to see when we take off." I tell my guys as I take some money out of my wallet placing it on the table.