My Captain - Steve Rogers X Fem Reader

I groan as I hear my phone ringing very loudly, "Steve." I whisper. As I reach over, my hand lands on his cold empty side of the bed. "Morning run." I mumble. I reach over and answer the phone. "What?"

"Hello to you too grumpy....we got a mission. Suit up, I'll be by to pick you up in five." Nat says.

"God dammit." I mumble as she hangs up. I get out of bed, not caring that I'm naked and walk into the bathroom.

After cleaning up and doing my morning routine I put on my stealth suit and finish my hair. I didn't feel like walking so I open Steve's window and fly down to the sidewalk where Nat was Parked.

I get in the front and yawn as she hands me coffee. "This is why I love you." I smile.

"Your lucky to have me." She smirks and drives off. "Why are you so tired? It's not even early."

I smirk to myself, remembering all the things Steve and I did the night before. "I was up late, reading...then cleaning." I smile.

"God you need a date." She sighs.

"I'm good Nat."

"No...your not." She smiles at me as we pull up beside Steve and another man.

"Hey fellas." I yell out.

"Either one of you know where the Smithsonian is? We're here to pick up a fossil." Nat yells out.

"That's hilarious." Steve points at us and opens the back door and gets in.

"How you doing?" The man asks.

"Hey." Nat smiles.

"Can't run everywhere." Steve says.

"No, you can't." I wave at the man as we pull away, going to get Steve his suit.

I stand next to Steve as we fly over the Indian Ocean. The worst part of these missions is I have to be around Brock Rumlow.....he's a creep.

"The target is a mobile satellite launch platform: The Lemurian Star. They were sending up their last payload when pirates took them, 93 minutes ago." Rumlow says.

"Any demands?" Steve looks up.

"A billion and a half."

"Why so steep?" I ask.

"Because it SHIELD's." Rumlow shrugs.

"So it's not off-course, it's trespassing." Steve nods.

"I'm sure they have a good reason."

"You know, I'm getting a little tired of being Fury's janitor." Steve sighs.

"Relax, it's not that complicated." Nat smiles.

"How many pirates?" I ask Rumlow.

"Twenty-five, top mercs, led by this guy. Georges Batroc." Rumlow shows us a photo of Batroc. "Ex-DGSE, Action Division. He's at the top of Interpol's Red Notice. Before the French demobilized him, he had thirty-six kill missions. This guy's got a rep for maximum casualties."

"Hostages?" I ask him.

"Uh...mostly techs. One officer, Jasper Sitwell." He pulls up Sitwell's photo on the monitor. "They're in the galley."

"What's Sitwell doing on a launch ship? Alright, I'm gonna sweep the deck and find Batroc. Nat, you and Y/N kill the engines and wait for instructions. Rumlow, you sweep aft, find the hostages, get them to the life-pods, get 'em out. Let's move." Steve orders.

"Strike, you heard the Cap. Gear up." Rumlow says.

"Secure channel seven."

"Seven secure. Did you do anything fun Saturday night?" Nat asks Steve. He looks at me and smirks, "Well, all the guys from my barbershop quartet are dead, so... No, not really."

"Coming up by the drop zone, Cap."

"You know, if you ask Kristen out, from Statistics, she'd probably say yes." Nat smiles.

"That's why I don't ask."

"Too shy or too scared?" She smirks.

"Too busy!" Steve jumps out of the jet.

"Was he wearing a parachute?"

Rumlow smiles. "No. No, he wasn't."

"You know, Rumlow is totally checking you out right now." Nat whispers to me.

"Ew." I look behind me to see his eyes scanning my body.

"I mean I would too with an ass like that, in that suit." Nat chuckles.

"Nat!" I hit her arm and walk to the ramp. I smile and drop down, diving towards the ship.

I land next to Steve as he takes a guard out. "Nat just won't stop." I laugh.

"Well if we told her-"

"Not yet." I say as Rumlow shoots an incoming guard.

"Thanks." Steve nods.

"Yeah you seem pretty helpless without me." He smirks.

As Nat asks Steve more questions, Rumlow runs up to me. "Hey Y/N I wanted to see if I could take you-"

"Not now Rumlow. We're on a mission." I roll my eyes as he smirks.

"Secure the engine room." Steve Nods at Nat and I. I nod and jump down below deck with Nat.

"I think you should give Rumlow a chance." She winks.

"He creeps me out." I make a throw up sound.

"You need to get with someone....you just need a good-"

"No. Don't say it Nat. I'm fine." I roll my eyes. "Why don't you find yourself a date."

"Already got one." She winks.

"Mhm...liar." I jump up the stairwell and blast a guard back.

Six guards surround us, Nat was down a level and I was up. "Girls, what's your status?" Steve asks. We don't answer as we fight the guards. "Y/N...Natasha!"

"Hold on a damn minute." I hiss as I fly up and blast two men. I pick one up and fly up and drop him down.

"Engine room secure." Nat says as we take out the guards. "Follow me." She nods at me.

"We need to go." I run after her into a small room. I watch as she starts to type something, the plugging in a drive. "What are you.."

"Don't ask." Suddenly Steve comes crashing inside, "well this is awkward."

"What are you doing?" He asks as I shrug.

"Backing up the hard drive. It's a good habit to get into."

"Rumlow needed your help. What the hell are you doing here?"
Steve goes over to Natasha and looks at what Natasha is backing up. "You're saving Shield Intel."

"What?" I ask, looking oat the screen.

"Whatever I can get my hands on." She smiles.

"Our mission is to rescue hostages." I say.

"No. That's your mission." She finishes backing up and pulls the flash drive out. "And you've done it beautifully."

As Natasha goes to leave Steve grabs her arm."You just jeopardized this whole operation."

"I think that's overstating things." suddenly Batroc rises and throws a grenade at us as he runs off, Steve deflects the bomb with his shield, grabs Natasha and I and jumps through a window before it explodes.

"Dammit!" I groan.

"Okay. That one's on me." Nat groans.

"You're damn right."