Afire Love (Steve/Reader)

5' o clock and all four of them had met up at the Lincoln Memorial. Sharon had brought earpieces and Steve had hidden his shield in a near by car in case of an emergency. Natasha was nervous as she gave a huge sigh. She just wanted to find her sister. Sam was looking through the crowd with uncertainty.

"I don't think we will be able to find her in this mass." He fixed the earpiece into his ear. He looked over to Natasha who had her phone on hold as she checked the pieces.

"Already on it" She returned the phone to her ear "Banner you still there?"

"Yeah, I got the picture, it's running now. If we find her, I'll send the coordinates to whosever closest."

"Thanks Bruce." She hung up and looked around at the group. "I have Stark and Banner running a face recognition program to find her. See the cameras?" She nodded to the security cameras stationed around the park. "They are here for minor security, but I had Tony hack in. He has control now." The group nodded.

"We should spit into four quadrants. Sharon you take North, Natasha south, Sam west, and I'll take east." Steve gestured, splitting the ground up into four areas. The three nodded and checked their ear pieces once more.

"Aye aye Captain. Remember if you see her, she likes to play games so don't think you'll just be able to walk up and talk to her. And DON'T piss her off, it will not end well for you." Natasha headed off to her area as did the other three. Steve paced a little, looking for any girl with (h/c) hair and (e/c) eyes. Not too flashy, but blended in. To him that could be anybody. He made his way through the people, some of them recognizing him and asking for a picture. He was losing hope of finding this girl, until his pocket started buzzing. He took it out of his pocket to see it was a message from Bruce. He found her. He took a moment to open it only to see it was coordinates. He stared at the blue numbers for a minute before calling Bruce.

"Steve? Did you find her?" Bruce was hard to hear with all the people around.

"Uh, Dr. Banner? You sent me coordinates"

"Well, yeah."

"I don't have a map."

"Steve...just press them, the map will pop up on your phone." Steve put his hand to his face. He hated this technology.

"Oh-uh-thanks" He hung up and reopened his texts. He came to the blue coordinates and gave them a slight touch which sent the phone into map mode. Before it could load someone had bumped into him. He turned to say he was sorry and was met with stunning (e/c) eyes. He felt himself smile a bit. "Sorry." She smiled back but didn't say anything as she snaked her way into the crowd. It took a moment for him to realize it was Natasha sister and he began to run after her. He weaved his way in and out of the crowd, barely keeping track of her black hoodie. He followed her back to the Lincoln Memorial where he had lost her. There was few people there and he was looking around for the girl when he heard a snicker behind him.

" 'I Love Lucy', 'Berlin Wall'. 'Steve Jobs'? What is this? A dream journal?" He turned around to find her leaning against a pillar reading his notebook. He quickly checked his jacket pocket and noticed it wasn't there. He looked at her in confusion.

"No-It's-uh-it's a list of things I need to catch up on." He slowly stepped closer, remembering what Natasha said.

"The only one I agree with is Nirvana." She tossed the notebook back and he caught it

"That's a band right?" He watched as she nodded. She crossed her arms in an amused form and smiled.

"You are much cuter in person. Those history books don't do you justice, Captain." She was looking at the fireworks, a beautiful smile gracing her lips.

"You know who I am?" He took a step closer.

"And he's modest! Has a girl snatched you up yet, or am I in luck?" She gave a flirty smile and he felt himself blush a little. He could definitely see how she and Natasha were related. "Everyone knows who you are Rogers. The once and future Captain." She smiled proudly at her joke, but he gave her a blank stare. "King Arthur? Camelot? Merlin? Really-non of this ringing a bell? Might want to add that one to your list, mate." She chuckled and he gave a shy smile. He forgot he was even on a mission for minute, but it clicked in his mind and his smile fell.

"(y/n)..." Her eyes darted to him. He saw her body stiffen and she removed herself from the pillar to take a couple steps back.

"You can't know my name. How do you know my name?" He watched her fist clench and it started to glow a faint red.

"Natasha sent me, she's looking for you." He put his hands up in defense.

"She...wait...I..." She ran a hand through her hair. Steve stepped closer and put a hand on her shoulder. "No, please tell me she doesn't know-"

"(y/n)!" Natasha came running up with Sam and Sharon behind her. She had tears at the corner of her eyes and she wrapped her arms around her sister. (y/n) had a worried expression and didn't know what to do with her hands. She pushed Nat back and glanced at the four of them.

"You need to go Tasha, now!" Natasha looked hurt.

"Are you kidding? I thought you were dead! Fury told me you were dead!" She threw her arms around.

"Natasha, they are every where. You and your...friends...need to leave. If they catch you, they will kill you. All of you. " (y/n)'s eyes were wide and she was scanning their surroundings.

"The KGB? They are watching you now?"

"I've been trying to distance myself, but they've noticed. I didn't kill Stern so they've been watching me to make sure I've been doing my job. They can't see you here Tasha, just leave."

"Not without you." Nat grabbed (y/n) hand and she gave a sad smile.

"I haven't hid myself away for years to protect you, just for you to get dragged backed into this now." (y/n) dropped Nat's hand and played with a red curl. "Listen, I have a safe house, It's the yellow one on Carver street. The password is "Balderdash'. Meet me there tomorrow at noon, okay?" Once Natasha nodded, (y/n) looked at the other three. "Come alone." She turned on her heel and walked into the night. The group watched as her dark figure would be outlined by the fireworks until they could see her no more.

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She walked up to the old yellow house on Carver street. She heaved a deep sigh and knocked on the door. An older lady answered and looked Natasha up and down. She snarled a bit before yelling at somebody behind her.

"Scooter, I thought you used that $1000 for a new motherboard, not some hookers! This is the second one this week!" Natasha looked shocked and she tried to contain her fury. 'Scooter' popped up from behind the door, pushing his mother to the side.

"Mom, she's not a hooker. I wouldn't call her that if you want to live." He said the last part quietly and she raised an eyebrow. "Come in!" He pulled her in. She took a minute to take in the scrawny guy in front of her. He had long hair and a beard. His shirt had holes in it and his pants were dirty. There was no way this was (y/n) safe house. "This way" He led her down a hall and stopped in front of a certain door. "Password?"

"Uh..Balderdash?" Scooter smiled and opened the door. Natasha slowly made her way down the steps and heard the door shut behind her. She reached the bottom and found (y/n) typing away with 3 computer screens set up around her. "When you said 'safe house' I wasn't expecting an actual house." She walked over to the desk (y/n) was situated at and pressed a button on a near by keyboard.

"Don't touch that." She swatted her hand away and Nat couldn't help but laugh.

"Glad to see you're still 9 years old inside." (y/n) looked up at her and stuck her tongue out, she stopped typing and gestured to the open set beside her. Natasha took it and put her feet up on the table.

"I missed you too, sis." (y/n) smiled.

"So, can I ask about Scooter? I thought guys with beards wasn't your type. And what's with the password? Balderdash?"

"Have you ever seen Harry Potter?" Natasha shook her head. "It's-forget it-Scooter helped me out. I guess my hacker skills are known world wide, he caught me getting into the pentagon, how he knew it was the pentagon is beyond me, but he let me stay here. It's not paradise, but the KGB doesn't know about it."

"It's...cozy" Natasha giggled and nudged (y/n). "I'm glad you're safe."

"I could say the same for you. I mean I was always worried about you, but now that I know you've got Captain America to hold you at night I can sit back and relax." (y/n) raised a suggestive eyebrow while she laughed causing Nat to roll her eyes.

"He's not really my type."

"Handsome isn't your type?" (y/n) missed this, she missed her sister.

"It is in the rule book for sisters to never steal your sisters crush." Natasha was smiling, she hadn't smiled this much in years.

"Ah bite me!" They both laughed and (y/n) could feel a tear reach her cheek. "You know I never forgot about you. The whole reason I pretended to be dead was so you never came after me."

"You should have told me, I could have gotten you out." Nat's face fell as she looked at her sister.

"No you couldn't have. The only reason they let you go was because you weren't me. Tasha, I'm so glad you got out, but I need to you to know, this isn't your fault. It never was."

"I know."

"Do you? I know you Natasha." (y/n) stared at her sister.

"Damn it (y/n). It is my job to look after you, it has always been. And don't you dare start thinking that it was inconvenient for me because it wasn't. My only job in the KGB was to protect you, make sure your powers were in check, make sure they didn't hurt you. Then one day they said you died. I felt like I failed (y/n). The only person I loved and she was gone. I left you to die out there in Germany. Then here to find out you've been alive this whole time, living as their weapon. Not once giving me one word saying you were alive! I didn't need protecting (y/n), I needed my sister" Nat huffed out. She was leaning with her elbows on her knees.

"Well it isn't always about you, you know." (y/n) smiled, though Nat looked less than amused. "I know you're mad, even though I only did it so you would live, but I also know you love me so I don't really care that you're mad." Natasha shook her head but the smile was returning.

"Remember that time Mother Alkaev took us shopping for new clothes and there was this Matryoshka doll on the counter and you could not stop playing with it?" (y/n) nodded, a nostalgic smiling across her features. "You begged for hours, even after we left the shop to have it. She finally gave in when I started asking to buy it for you. It took us a coupe of years, but we lost almost every piece of it." Natasha started laughing remembering each time a new piece had gone missing. She noticed (y/n) digging into her bag as she continued. "By the time you turned 20, we had lost all the pieces."

"Well, all but one of them." (y/n) held up the tiniest doll and handed it to her sister. She could see her eyes become red and she wiped them.

"You kept this?" (y/n) just nodded.

"It reminded me that there was always someone on my side, fighting for me." This caused Natasha to spring from her chair and wrap her arms around (y/n). She did the same and they stood like that for a minute. They parted, although not completely.

"Hey, I forgot to thank you for saving our asses on that Helicarrier." Nat smiled and sniffled.

"Ah, it's no problem." (y/n) laughed "What was with that anyway?" Natasha sighed.

"This assassin, The Winter Soldier, he had-"

"Wait, The Winter Soldier?"

"You know him?"

"I know of him. I had this mission once, infiltrate Hydra, delete some stuff the usual. Well as my companions were taking out some agents I was hacking into their files when I came across The Winter Soldier. I mean, it had everything about him, his past, the things they did to him, the places he would go." (y/n) furrowed her brow.

"Wait, places he would go?"

"yeah, to calm down. In case they lost him. Hell, they patterned his actions for god sake." She looked at Nat with confusion.

"(y/n) listen to me, this is very important, Steve is looking for him and I think you could help him." Natasha gave her the best puppy face she could.

"No, Tasha I can't I have to get back to base." (y/n) stepped back, but she saw the look of determination on her sisters face.

"You don't have to worry about that any more. I'm taking my team and I'm getting you out. For good. You're staying here and helping Steve find his friend."

"Nat-"

"Steve will protect you, and I trust my team enough to not get me killed. You find Bucky and I'll take care of this, okay?" She put her hand out and help up her pinky finger. Something they use to do when they were kids.

"Okay." (y/n) brought hers up to meet Nat's. If anybody could set her free, it was definitely her sister.