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Late Night Cutie Pie

Newt Scamander X Knight Bus Worker! Reader

((Can be read as platonic))

While working on the bus, a famous little face pops itself into the open doors. A sweetheart that’s been stressed out of his mind, and you do what you do best. Help those in need. Along with show you might have a talent for Nifflers, on top of a talent for flustering Magizoologists

Warnings: very adorable fluff, tooth rotting fluff, fluster newt, newt being painfully adorable, and of course TEDDY SHENANIGANS

“Ooooo we got a celebrity joining us tonight-!” You heard you coworker, a talking head, shout to you. You wondered who that could be, as you finished tidying up the beds. Ready for whatever lost soul is needing a good rest. Pillows fluffed, blankets laid out, and wheels oiled to keep people from flying.

“Oh no no. Im not celebrity-“ A almost timid voice would speak, as you hurried down from the upper floor. Once your shoes hit the ground, your eyes went wide with who they landed on. A man in a blue jacket, fluffy hair, and a suit case in hand. Newt Scamander. In the flesh.

“No way-“ You whispered, before those big blue eyes were on you. He gave a shy little wave, before rummaging in his pocket. Pulling out his ticket, and snapping you back to reality. As instinct, you were quick to sort it out. Not even needing to look at your hands, as you kept them on him. Snip, snap, POP, done!

“Normally we never pry, but uh. What’s a guy like you doing on a bus like ours-?” You asked. You were a Knight Bus Worker. You had to be social, after all. So being direct with people, no matter the face, is an important skill to have. One that was leaving him embarrassed.

“Well, seems you know who I am. Guess you can kinda put two and two together. Not many people trust that I’ll keep my friends under control.” He admits, with a smile that said it hurt him. They were animals. Not their fault after all. You won’t lie, though. It’s touching how he would simply turn those people away. Compared to following their rules, and leaving his friends behind.

“I mean, we’ve had the shadiest people come on here. Better to have Hippogriff shit on the bed than human shit. Least with a bird like that, you know they couldn’t help it.” You would put, rather bluntly, which had him smile. Knowing he wouldn’t be a burden to anyone on the bus, given you were being very direct with him. Compared to sugar coating, or babying him because of his Hufflepuff nature. People tended to do that, and even he was getting annoyed. A welcome change it was.

“I’ll take you to the upper floor, so you can have more room. Not a lot of people go up there, because of motion sickness. So you’ll have plenty of room to stretch your legs-!” You comforted, as you were making his night. A place to actually rest, and work with his care. You were just his angel. He wanted to hug you so badly, and you can tell with his arms tensing. Once a Hufflepuff, always a Hufflepuff.

“Bring it in-“ You reassured, and he nearly lifted you off the ground. Made you wheeze, but you couldn’t deny it. Hufflepuffs gave the best hugs. Not many people liked to treat you more than part of the bus, so it was a very nice change. Felt good to get a hug.

“Truly, I am so grateful. Be nice to sleep in a bed for a while. Not to say I do not enjoy nature, but we all live in certain environments for a reason after all." The older man said, when he finally set you free. Must be so hard, world traveling. Maybe he was home sick, so he was back in England for a while. Maybe animals were in need. Who knows! You just know he needed rest.

"Come on up then." You would escort him to the second floor of the double decker bus, and would lead him to a freshly made bed. You also made sure the frame was secure, wheels smooth, anything that could cause issues in his stay. Just wanting him to get some rest. As you did, you were not aware of Newt having a panic attack behind you. The moment you turned; he quickly hid his suitcase. Smiling big, with eyes darting everywhere.

"Doing alright? Seem a bit shaken, what's up?" You asked, as he keeps his nervous smile. A tug at his collar, before his eyes were now staring at something behind you. That made you raise a brow, before you slowly turned around. Just as you did, something jumped on you. You gave a shout, before you were tumbling into the once Hufflepuff. Both of you crashing to the ground.

"TEDDY-! NO! WEVE BEEN OVER THIS-!" You heard him shout, as you were helped up. Now you had a niffler choking you out, given he was dangling off your lanyard. Now knowing it was a niffler, you weren't upset. Your lanyard had many shiny pins and buttons. It can't be helped.

"Aw, you want a pin?" You cooed, as you soon scooped the little gremlin into your arms. Him still holding the lanyard, as Newt calmed down. Surprised to see Teddy calm as well. Just looking up at you with those big eyes. Sparkling with desire. You knew what to do, given many a child has ridden the bus. For one reason or another.

"Here is a nice shiny pin, all for you." You smiled, as you rummaged in your pocket. Soon you had a pin in hand, designed to look like the knight bus. With glittery windows, that made it sparkle like stars. That had the niffler let go of the lanyard, and make grabby hands for the pin. Into his tiny hands it went, and he hugged it tightly. A little chirp of happiness, before it went into his pouch. Safe and sound. Now he was satisfied, for the time being.

"Amazing..." Newt whispered, before he would take Teddy back. The little guy was quick to pull the new possession out, and showed it to his dad. Newt gave a 'ooo' and his eyes sparkled all the same. Just like a father, to a toddler. Melted your heart, to see a bond. How he kissed Teddy's head, and he gave chirps of joy.

"You have a talent for animals, I can see it clear as day. Teddy is always a handful, but like that you had it under control. No panic, and quick to find a solution. Amazing." He praised you, resulting a heavy blush on your face. What a praise and honor it was. Newt Scamander, praising your skills.

"Toddlers and nifflers are basically the same thing." You brushed off, before the bus was quick to make its sharp stop. You didnt move a inch, of course, but the father and son went flying. You winced, when Newt slammed into the window. He did, however, made sure to keep teddy wrapped around his arms. Pressed into his chest, so that the little thing suffered as little damage as possible. Such a pure soul.

"There is a reason we have complinetry sleeping potions and pain killers. Check the bedside table, back to work I go!" You waved goodbye, with Teddy waving bye as well. Since his dad was busy with new back pain.

Just like how it always was. Taking tickets, escorting newbies, comforting lost children, punching a drunk here and there. A typical night for the bus. As it was getting closer to the end of your shift, you would go and check on the famous celebrity. Up the stairs, and to the second floor.

There he was. His brief case locked to the bed frame, with an enchanted chain, and his coat hung up. His face pressed into the pillow, showing his knocked out face. Drooling, in a much needed rest. All the while little Teddy was snuggled close to his father. His face tucked under the man’s chin, and tiny hands hugging his dress shirt close. Safe, under the man’s arm.

You would sneak over, and make sure the blanket was pulled high enough for him and Teddy. Poor souls needed it. You wouldn’t be surprised if he would spend a few nights here. As if you would complain. The company would be needed, and who knows. Maybe a Pest Control guy would be needed. Sure get wild animagi coming in sometimes.

With Newt tucked in, and adjusting the pillow for Teddy, you would return down the stairs. All to be teased by that talking head for growing overly friendly with the celebrity. All it took was a flick, and he was spinning. That had you laugh, as you stretched.

Never a dull night, on that bus.

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andydrysdalerogers · 2 years

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Memory ~ Steve Rogers

Summary: When you come back from a mission injured, you don't remember anything... or anyone...

Word Count: 5k+

Songs:

Remember Me – Performed by Nick Pitera The Scientist – Coldplay - performed by Corinne Bailey Rae Good Thing – Reel Big Fish Kiss Me – Ed Sheeran

Warnings: traumatic brain injury, angst, fluff, a really cute teddy bear and really smad Steve...

YN, where are you?

"I'm on my way. Thirty seconds." You were running towards the jet, the mission a complete failure. The rest of your team on this mission, Tony, Rhodey and Sam were already there, waiting for you. You were separated and got caught on your own. You had been lucky so far, managing to take down all the HYDRA agents you encountered. You could see the jet in your line of vision and your thoughts drifted to Steve. That tiny distraction allowed an explosion to throw you against a tree, hitting your head.

YN!

That was the last thing you heard before darkness engulfed you.

Steve waited anxiously for the jet to arrive. It was hard enough for you and him to be on separate missions but his needed to be a deep cover mission while yours was supposed to be easy. Sam and Tony promised they would watch over you. He rocked on his heels and then his heart leaped into his throat when he saw the jet approaching. Bruce appeared with the gurney and Bucky came to stand by Steve. "She'll be ok, punk." Steve merely nodded.

The jet landed and the men rushed forward. You were lying on the center table, a bandage wrapped around your head, cuts and bruises decorating your arms and face. Steve picked you up to place you in the gurney. "Baby, can you hear me?"

"She hasn't responded since the explosion Cap," Sam explains. "Her vitals have been ok but so far no response."

"Let's get her to medical and run the scans," Bruce said. Bucky, Steve, Sam and Bruce pushed the gurney to medical with Tony and Rhodey following closely. Bruce immediately drew blood and started to push you towards the MRI. He stopped Steve from entering. "I can't let you in there, Steve. It will be about half an hour for the scans and then another hour for the results. I'll let you back in when we are done."

Steve nodded and went back to the living room where the rest of the team waited. Tony had poured himself a drink, trying to calm his nerves. Natasha, Wanda and Vision had joined the guys, waiting for news. "Bruce is running test. We won't know for a while," Steve explained. He paced the floor, deep in thought.

Nat was the first to speak. "What happened? I mean, it was supposed to be an easy recon mission."

Tony threw back the drink in his hand. "We got separated. I went in with her and they were waiting. I went to cover her and she got pushed into another hallway. She did great until we got out in the open. Then I don't know how they got the drop on her. The rest of the us had made it to the jet. I saw her and a second later there was an explosion and then she flew into the tree."

Hearing the story made Steve snap. "You were supposed to be watching her," he muttered. He looked up. "You fucking promised me that you would take care of her."

Bucky got up seeing the rage building in Steve's face. "Steve, breathe man." He grabbed for Steve's arm but Steve shook him off.

"They all promised me that she would be safe, that my fiancé would come home to me in one piece." Steve had fury in his eyes, the veins bulging in his arms and neck.

"Steve, we're sorry. We didn't know," Sam tried to explain.

"I trusted you Sam. I fucking trusted you. You're supposed to be my best friend. You fucking promised me that you would have her six! So why is she in the god damn med bay?!"

Nat stood up. "Steve, that's enough." He whipped his head at Nat. "It was an accident, Steve. She's alive and they brought her home," she said gently.

Finally, Steve broke down. Nat wrapped her arms around Steve as he started to cry. "I almost lost her."

Bruce walked back in. "She's stable but still unconscious. Steve, if you want, you can sit by her bedside."

Steve went in and saw you in the medical bed, an IV in your arm, oxygen in your nose. You looked so small but peaceful. Steve leaned in and kiss your forehead. "I'm here love."

For a week, Bucky, Sam and Steve kept vigil at your bedside, while the rest of the team handled everything else. Steve rarely left your side, holding your hand. Sam and Bucky had to convince him to eat something, rest, shower, reminding him how angry you would be if he didn't take care of himself.

On the eighth day, Steve was finally sleeping, exhaustion taking over him. Sam sat by your bedside, reading a book to you. He heard a noise and looked down at you, shock hitting him as your YEC eyes stared up at him. "Holy shit."

"Where am I?" you demanded.

"You are in the medical bay. Let me get Bruce." Sam rushed out of the room while you laid on the bed, looking around.

Bruce came in with Sam. "Hi, welcome back." He started to check everything over. "How do you feel?"

"Sore." Bruce went to check on your heart but you recoiled. "Don't touch me!"

Bruce stepped back. Sam moved forward. "YN, sweetheart, we are just trying to check on you."

"Who the hell is YN?"

Sam's mouth dropped open and looked at Bruce. Bruce looked at you, sympathy crossing his face. "Ok, my name is Bruce. This is Sam. We are part of the Avengers. Just like you. Your name is YN. You are an agent."

You looked into this gentle man's face and understood that he wasn't lying to you. "My name is YN?"

"Yes. You took a blow to your head about a week ago and you have been unconscious since then. Do you remember that?"

You shook your head. You sat up and pushed yourself to the corner of the bed and hugged your knees, scared of what was happening.

"We need to get the team together."

"Ok," Sam approached you again. "I'm going to talk with the rest of the team so we can introduce you slowly to them. Bruce is going to check you. I'll be right back." He left the room to wake Steve and the others. "Steve, man. Wake up." He gently shook the super soldier.

"Sam, what is it?" Steve asked groggily.

"It's YN."

Steve sat up quickly. "Is she ok? Did something happen? Oh god, I knew sleeping was a bad idea." He started to rush to pull on pants and a shirt.

"Steve, calm down. I need you to be calm."

"Sam, what happened."

"She's awake. But there is a problem."

"A problem?"

"She doesn't know who she is or who we are. Bruce had to tell her what her name is. She didn't remember him, or me, or what had happened."

Steve's face fell. "She doesn't remember?"

"No, it doesn't look like it. Bruce is checking her over. We need to tell everyone else. She's scared. Steve," Sam placed his hand on Steve's shoulder, "I know you want to see her but if she doesn't remember who she is, she may not remember you."

Steve felt his heart break. "Ok. I just want to see her."

Sam sighed. "Let's just get the team together and then see what Bruce recommends. This has to be overwhelming for her."

The team was gathered with Nat and Bucky sitting with Steve. Bruce came in. "She had severe memory loss. It may be temporary." He looked at Steve. "It may not. I think it best we just introduce ourselves one by one. Let's not overwhelm her more than she already is. Umm..." he hesitated.

"Bruce, please just tell us." Steve pleaded with the doctor.

"She has asked for Sam to stay with her."

Sam's eyes widen with surprise. "Me?"

"I think this is like imprinting. Your face was the first one she saw. She may not trust you but you were there. I would go back in and tell her about yourself and then we can start introducing everyone else."

Sam looked at Steve. "I'm sorry."

"No, it's ok. Just take care of her. But I would like to be next to be introduced."

"Yeah, of course man." Sam stood up and went to the medical room.

You sat there, chewing your thumb. Bruce explained what had happened. It explained why your head hurt but it didn't explain how you ended up here. You just chanted in your head, My name is YN and I am an Avenger. The door opened and the same guy as before came back in. What was his name again?

"Hi YN," he said. "Do you remember me from earlier?" You nodded. "My name is Sam."

"Sam," you repeated. "You were here when I woke up."

"Yes, I was. We've been taking turns."

"We?"

"Others that you will meet very soon." He sat by your bedside. "How are you feeling?"

"My head hurts and I'm a little nervous, confused. What are you to me?"

"I'm your friend." Sam offered you a smile. "I'm one of your best friends." He took your hand.

"You called me sweetheart earlier. And I have this ring," you showed him your left hand. "Does that mean we are engaged?"

Sam stopped breathing. He took a moment to think about what to say. He didn't want you to panic. "No, YN, we are not engaged. It's... a promise ring. You made a promise and you put on the ring to remember."

"Oh. But you like me?"

"Of course."

"And you'll stay beside me?"

"Always YN. I'll be here for you always." Sam stood up. "I'm going to get the next person for you to meet. I'll be right back."

You finally smiled. "OK. Thank you, Sam."

"You're welcome sweet... YN." Sam finally realized why you were now making assumptions. He stepped out of the room and leaned against the wall. Steve came down and saw him there.

"Sam?"

"Steve. We have a bigger problem." Sam closed his eyes. "I am so sorry."

"Sorry? Sorry for what?"

"When YN woke up and was panicking, I tried to call her down. I called her 'sweetheart' on reflex. You know I've called her that all the time." Steve nodded. "She took that as I was her partner."

Steve looked at him confused until it clicked. "She thinks you two are in a relationship. Did you correct her?"

"She looked at her ring on her hand and ask if we were engaged. I said no that it was a promise ring. I didn't want her to panic more. That's why she wants me to stick with her. I'm sorry. It was a reflex."

"No, no it's ok." Steve rubbed his neck. "I want to see her, but we can't tell her yet, can we?"

"We should ask Bruce if it will affect her recovery."

"Sure ok. Umm, let me just see her. I won't say anything." Sam nodded and led him into the room.

"YN, this is Steve. He's our team leader."

You looked at the attractive blonde and smiled. "Hi Steve. I'm YN. But you know that."

Steve smiled, trying to keep his composure. "Hi YN. How are you feeling?"

"I'm ok. A little confused." Steve came to sit by you. "Are you my friend?"

Steve felt the stab of pain in his heart. He swallowed. "Yes, I am. All of us are very good friends."

"All?"

"Oh, sorry. You haven't met the others but you will. We are a pretty tight group here."

"That's nice. I live here?"

"Yes, you have a room here. I can take you when Bruce releases you."

"Do I live with Sam?"

Sam quickly jumped in when he saw the look on Steve's face. "No, we don't live together. You have your own room because... because you wanted to have your own space until you got married."

"Oh. That sounds smart. Don't want to be involved with someone who might leave," you said with a smile.

Sam smiled back. "YN, we have to get the next person, but we'll be back." The pair stood up and walked out of the room. Steve sagged against the wall. "Are you ok Steve?"

"Yes, I just... I just wasn't ready for how much that would hurt. She doesn't know me. Three years and it's all gone. And what about her room? Our room. She... I..."

"Ok, one step at a time. We talk to the team first, we'll get a room ready for her, and then we work on getting the truth to her. Everything is going to work itself out, you'll see."

Over the next few days, you met the team and started to spend more time with them. As promised, Sam walked you to your room. It had photos of the team, little knick-knacks that you loved, according to him. You were right in the middle of the floor between Steve and Sam. Steve accompanied you, an unknown look on his face. You made yourself a note to ask Sam but promptly forgot it as soon as your head hit the comfortable bed.

Bucky was the one who helped you navigate learning the tech in your room since he had gone through the learning processes the most recently. But you stuck to Sam as much as you could while he was home. When he left for a mission, you would stick to Steve, Bucky or Natasha. They made sure someone was home with you.

Tony eventually made you a tracking bracelet as you would get lost so much. One incident had you leaving the compound for a walk and not finding your way back through the trees. You thought Steve would cry when he found you a few hours later. Steve was very protective of you, even if you didn't understand why.

A few weeks after the accident found the team in the living room for movie night. You had fallen asleep on Sam's shoulder, much to the ire of Steve. His jaw was hard, staring at you and the closeness of Sam to you. Sam had wrapped an arm around you to keep you comfortable. Steve sighed and got up to get another beer. Bucky had been watching and followed.

"Punk, you need to relax."

"I can't Bucky. He gets to hold her. He gets to comfort her. What do I get? I feel like I am losing her. Like I've already lost her. I love her and she doesn't even know." Steve braced himself on the counter, his head bowed.

"You never know, she could wake up from this fog she's in." Bucky stood next to Steve with his arms crossed. "It's not Sam's fault. It's not her fault. It isn't anyone's fault."

"I miss her Bucky. I miss sleeping next to her, I miss her shampoo in my bathroom. Our stupid stuffed bear she... she insists on sleeping with even though I'm there. I just... miss her."

You stood just outside of the door, overhearing bit of the conversation. You had gotten up to get some water when you heard the boys talking. Instead of going in, you headed to your room. You sat on the couch where a bear was sitting. You looked at it closely, not sure if this is the bear Steve was talking about. You saw some stitching on the paw of the bear.

Steve + YN

Sam knocked on your door a few minutes later. "Come in."

"Hey YN, whatcha doing?"

You held up the bear. "What does this mean?"

Sam sucked in air. Everyone knew about that bear. Steve had gotten it for you after your first fight. He had brought it to you with a smoothie and flowers. You had stitched his name and yours on it and gave it back to him on your first anniversary. From then on, it was "our" bear. "Umm...."

"Sam, please, just tell me."

Sam closed the door and sat across from you. "YN, you and I were not a couple. Friends, yes. But not a couple."

"Oh." You remembered the looks that Steve would get. "Why does Steve look sad all the time? Why does he act weird around me?"

Sam took your hand. "Steve and you were a couple. Before your accident." You looked at him open mouthed. "Your ring... it is an engagement ring. From Steve."

You stood up and backed away from Sam. "You lied."

"No sweetheart, I just bent the truth. I didn't want to overwhelm you with information. You were so scared that first day. I wanted to build trust. I am one of your best friends and the five of us, Steve, Nat Bucky, me and you are the closest of friends."

You started to cry. "You lied. I don't believe you." Why didn't he tell me?

"We just wanted to help you recover, YN." Sam tried to take your hands put you pulled away.

"Get out."

"YN, please..."

"No Sam, get out!" You screamed. Steve and Bucky heard you and rushed into your room. You looked at them, the tears still falling. You locked eyes with Steve. He looked like he wanted to comfort you but you just wanted to be alone. "Get. Out!"

Sam backed away out of the room, sadness filling his face. Bucky followed but Steve hesitated. He didn't know why you were upset but it killed him to see you so distraught. "YN..."

"I can't talk about this right now. Just please, give me some time." Steve resigned in defeat and walked out, closing the door behind him. You laid down and wailed. You didn't know what to trust. You couldn't trust your mind and the one person who you though you could trust was lying the whole time.

Steve, Bucky, and Sam went back to the living room, the rest of the team waiting for them to return. "Sam, what happened?" Steve asked.

"I dunno. When she didn't come back from getting her drink of water, I went to look for her and I found her in her room looking at your bear. She asked me about it."

"Wait, she got up to get water? I didn't see her in the kitchen... oh," Bucky said.

The same thought hit Steve. "You think she overheard me?"

"I think so," Bucky said. He ran a hand through his hair. "Why was she screaming?"

Sam sighed. "She thinks I am a liar for not telling her the complete truth."

It took a day before you came out of your room. Steve left food by your door asking FRIDAY to tell you that there was a snack by the door. You always waited a few minutes before asking FRIDAY is anyone was in the hallway before taking the food. It was curious. You loved the food brought to you, unsure as to why.

Finally, Tony approached your door the next day. "YN, its Tony. Can I talk to you?"

You got up and opened your door slightly. "Are you alone?"

"Yes, sweetie. Can I come in?"

You let him in and sat on the middle of your bed as Tony leaned on the dresser. "You know, the day I met you, you kicked my ass." He smirked at you. "You had to have been the toughest agent in your class. Steve and I were so impressed. When we brought you in for a tryout, Natasha and Clint begged us to let you on the team."

"Why are you telling me this Tony?"

"So you know how much you mean to us. I still remember the day Rogers went to ask you out. He was so nervous. But you didn't make him feel bad or embarrassed. You were so patient with him. He looked like he won the lottery when you accepted."

You felt a tear forming in your eye. "Why does it hurt that everyone lied?"

"Because you don't know what to trust right now. It's my fault for losing sight of you that day. I promised Steve I would take care of you, and we failed. We just wanted to make it right. You were so scared those first few days."

"Sam should have told me. Instead of lying."

"Probably, but knowing what you know now, do you think you would have been able to handle knowing you were engaged to someone you remembered nothing about?"

You stopped and thought for a moment. "No, I don't think I could."

Tony finally sat down next to you. "What do you want to know?"

"Is he a good man?"

"The best."

"How long?"

"Three years. Two together. One engaged. Your wedding is in about three months."

"He's still planning it?" This shocked you.

"Yep. Something to hold on to when he was scared." Tony remembered the encouragement the team psychologist had given to help him hold on to hope. Hope that you would be better soon.

"The bear?"

"A gift from him after your first fight."

You hesitated on the next question, but you wanted to know. "Am I in love?"

Tony smiled. "I think you fell in love with him after the second date."

"Is he here?"

"He's in the gym. Want me to take you to him?"

You had to see him. "Yes please."

Tony got up and took your hand. He led you down to the gym where Steve was punching the heavy bag, his back towards the door. "Hey Cap, you have a visitor."

Steve turned around and his face turned to surprise. "Hi YN."

"Hi. Can we talk?"

"Sure." He sat down and started to unwrap his hands.

Tony left the room and you sat next to him. "We're engaged," you said simply.

"Yes, we were. I – I don't know where we are right now."

You chewed your lip. "I want to trust you and get to know you again. I just don't know how to do that."

Steve thought for a moment. "How about I re-create our first date?"

"You remember?"

"Of course. I remember the dress and where I took you; what we talked about and how it ended. I could do that for you."

"Really?"

"Really. Tonight?"

"Ok. Sure. Yes, ok. First date redux."

"Perfect." He looked at his phone. "I'll come by your room in three hours, ok?"

"Ok." You got up and started to walk out. You turned back around. "I'm excited," you said with a smile.

"So am I." Steve flashed you a real smile for the first time. It gave you butterflies.

You ran into Nat on your way to your room. "Nat, do you remember what I wore on my first date with Steve?"

"Of course. We went shopping for it. Why?"

"Steve, he, uhh, wants to re-create our first date. I want to try and trust him." You blushed, remembering the smile he gave you.

Nat smiled. She took your hand. "How much time do we have?"

"Three hours."

"Plenty. C'mon." She pulled you along to your room before stopping Bucky. "Hey Buck, can you go into Steve's room and grab that dress from the closet?"

"A dress. Nat c'mon..." he looked at your face. "Her dress?"

"Yeah."

"I'll be in her room in two minutes." He ran off towards Steve's room. Nat pushed you into yours and made you get into the shower. As you came out in your robe, she sat you down and started to do your hair and makeup. After what felt like forever, she stepped out to allow you to change. The dress on your bed was beautiful. A simple skater dress in navy blue with lace sleeves to your elbows and matching flats. Nat even laid out a necklace and earrings and your ring. You looked in the mirror at your side sweep hair and easy makeup. Nothing dramatic which you liked.

Nat and Bucky came back in, you twirl for them and they immediately smile. "You look beautiful YN," Bucky says. "You're gonna knock his socks off."

You blush. "Thanks Bucky." There is a knock the door and you suddenly get nervous. Bucky kisses your cheek. "You guys are meant to be," he whispers before pulling the door open for Steve. "Hey punk."

"Bucky? What are you doing here?"

"Helping your girl get confident. She's a little nervous." He stepped aside and Steve inhaled, taking in the image of you. "Wow," he breathed out.

"Hi Steve."

"Hi doll. You ready?"

"Umm... sure." Nat pressed a clutch in your hand. "Lip gloss and tissue, just in case," she whispers.

"Thanks Nat." Steve offers you his elbow and you take it with a glance at Bucky and Nat. They smiled and watched you walk out. He led you through the living room to the door, surprise the team that had been gathered there. Sam watched and offered you a smile. You smiled back, hoping that when you get back you can apologize to Sam.

Steve drove you to a little town near the compound and to a cute little restaurant. He took you to a table in the back. "I don't know if you want me to order for you or if you want to pick something different."

You thought back to the food left for you the last day. You loved everything brought to you and you assumed Steve had done that. "You order. You seem to know what I like."

Steve ordered for you and himself along with a bottle of wine. "What did you want to talk about?"

"Tell me everything."

He described the first time he saw you, similar to the same story Tony told you. Except he described his feelings. How he felt like he was in a dream watching you move. How sassy you were. How expressive your eyes were when he asked if you would come for a trial with the Avengers. You both ate and laughed. You were finally comfortable with him.

After dinner, you went for a walk around the little town. He stopped in front of a closed business. "This is a concert venue. Small but fun. We saw a band play here that night. I couldn't find another one but I thought I would at least bring you here."

"Oh, did I like the band?"

"Yes, it is or was, one of your favorites. I can play you one of their songs." You nodded and he pulled out his phone. The music was upbeat and fun. The song was about not wanting to see the love end. How fitting for the moment.

"This explains the flats," you say. Steve laughed. "It was a lot of dancing and bouncing. C'mon," he took your hand and you walked with him to a roof top bar. It overlooked the town, the lights twinkling.

"Technically this part was part of the second date but since we are missing the band, I figured this was a good substitute." He went to the bar and brought you a drink while he had a beer. You looked curiously at the drink. "It's your favorite," he explained. You took a sip and smiled. It was delicious.

You kept talking. "Tell me about how you proposed."

Steve smiled. "I did it while we were in bed. You had had an argument with Bucky, who was being extra annoying that night. You kept huffing as you got dressed for bed, muttering about how you were going to kill him in the morning." Steve chuckled. "I knew then, I never wanted to experience another night without you. I had the ring for about a month by then. I wasn't sure how I would do it. But in that moment, with you, your hair in pigtails and your cute angry face, in pink pajamas, I knew. You climbed into bed and just cuddled into me. I stroked your hair to calm you as you laid on my chest. It just came out. Marry me."

You felt a tear forming, wishing you could remember the day. "How did I take it?"

"You were stunned, for sure. You sat up to look at me and when you turned, I had the ring out for you. You didn't say a word. You just launched yourself at me, kissing me. I didn't need you to say yes. You said it just like that." Steve could see the heartache of not being able to remember on your face. He took the glass from your hand. "C'mon, one more stop."

He drove you back to the compound but not to the building but to the lake. There was a little dock there that you walked out on. You looked at the moon reflecting on the water. Steve wrapped his arms around you from behind, resting his chin on your head. "This is where we had our first kiss."

You turned in his arms, wrapping your own around his neck. He caressed your cheek, the butterflies forming again in your belly. "May I kiss you YN?" You nodded and closed your eyes. He leaned down and pressed his lips gently on yours. It warm and soft, like a blanket wrapping around you in comfort. It was home, your favorite place to be, in Steve's arms. You remembered this feeling, the love for him, for your relationship. All the hopes and dreams that you shared.

When he pulled back, you smiled. "Your kisses were always my favorite, Grant."

Steve froze. "What did you call me?"

You frowned. "Grant. Am I not supposed to?"

Steve smiled. "What's your favorite color?"

"It's blue, Steve, why are you asking..." You stopped. "Oh my god. I remember." You looked around. "I remember it all."

Steve pulled you up and swung you around, both of your laughs filling the air. He set you back down and you pulled him in for a searing kiss. You breathlessly pulled away. "I'm so sorry Stevie. I'm sorry I forgot you."

"Hey its ok. I just hoped that going back to the start would help and it did. Nobody said it would be easy. I missed you so much. I love you."

"I love you too. We're getting married here on the dock, right?"

"That's how I planned it." He kissed you again. "C'mon doll. I'm taking my girl back to my bed. You, me and that stupid bear."

"Our bear."

"Always."