My Captain - Steve Rogers X Fem Reader

As I walk back towards the now completed model, I see Clint getting ready to do a test run. He instantly hugs me and smiles. "Nice hair." I smile.

"Thanks." He chuckles.

I look back as I see Thor, "Thor?" I ask. I instantly hug him, my hands run through his now long hair.

"Alright, Clint. We're going in 3... 2... 1!" Bruce yells.
A helmet similar to Ant-Man's but white and more visible face pops on Clint's head, he then disappears.

Not even 10 seconds later he pops up and falls down, breathing heavily. Nat is first to run to him, "Hey, hey. Look at me. You okay?"

Clint is Holding up the baseball glove and throws it to Tony "Yeah, it worked. It worked." He smiles.

Steve takes my hand and squeezes it as we go into one of the meeting rooms, I bring up pictures of the stones. "Okay, so the "how" works. Now we gotta figure out the when and the where. Almost all of us has had an encounter with at least one of the six Infinity Stones." Steve starts.

"Well I'd substitute the word encounter for damn well near been killed by one of the six Infinity Stones." Tony says, pacing in front of us.

"I haven't, I don't even know what the hell you're all talking about." Scott shakes his head.

"Regardless, we only have enough Pym Particles for one round trip each, and these stones have been in a lot of different places throughout history." Bruce points.

"Our history. So, not a lot of convenient spots to just drop in." I nod.

"Which means we have to pick our targets." Clint crosses his arms.

"Correct." Tony nods.

Steve turns towards Thor. "Let's start with the Aether. Thor, what do you know?"

I turn to see Thor sitting on a chair with his sunglasses on. It is impossible to tell whether he is awake or asleep. "Is he asleep?" I ask.

"No, I'm pretty sure he's dead." Rhodey nods next to me. I look down to my phone and start ordering takeout.

Thor suddenly wakes up and jumps up to the screens. "Where to start? Umm... The Aether, first, is not a stone, someone called it a stone before. It's more of a...an angry sludge thing, so... someones gonna need to amend that. Here's an interesting story though, many years ago... My grandfather had to hide the stones from the Dark Elves..."He wiggles his fingers to imitate a spooky ghost. "Wooooh, scary beings. So Jane,"An image of Jane Foster pops up on the screen. "Oh, there she is. That's Jane... She's... an old flame of mine... She... she stuck her hand inside a rock this one time... and then the Aether stuck itself inside her... And, she became very, very sick. So I had to take her to Asgard, which is where I'm from. And we had to try and fix her. We were dating at the time, you see. I got to introduce her to my Mother... who's dead," Thor starts to look broken, and seems on the verge of tears. "and oh you know, Jane and I aren't even dating anymore, these things happen though you know, nothing last forever," Tony starts to push him back to his chair. "I'm not done yet, the only thing permanent in life is impermanence."

"Awesome. Eggs? Breakfast?" Tony asks.

"I'd like a Bloody Mary, thank you." Thor smiles.

"Foods here....I'll grab it." I smile.

The others move into a different room, one of the many offices with a large table to fit all of us.

Everyone eats as soon as I dish out the food, except Rocket paces on top of the table.

"Quill said he stole the Power Stone from Morag." Rocket nods.

"Is that a person?" Scott asks with noodles hanging out of his mouth.

"Morag's a planet. Quill was a person." Rocket rolls his eyes.

"A planet? Like in outer space?" Scott gets excited.

"Oh, look. It's like a little puppy, all happy and everything. Do you wanna go to space? You wanna go to space, puppy? I'll get you to space." He rubs Scott's head.

Nebula then speaks up, "Thanos found the Soul Stone on Vormir."

"What is Vormir?" Nat asks.

"A dominion of death, at the very center of Celestial existence. It's where... Thanos murdered my sister." Nebula looks down.

An awkward silence falls upon the room. Nat writes what Nebula has just said, and Scott makes to break the awkward moment, "Not it."

"I'll- Uh.....take everyone's plates." I say awkwardly. I gather all the empty boxes in a bag and hang it on my wrist as I teleport to the kitchens with everyone's plates.

I throw the bag away and start washing the dishes until I feel hands on my waist, "Let me wash them." I turn and hop up on the counter next to Steve as he rolls up his sleeps and starts to wash. I smile and look him up and down as I bite my lip, "I see what your doing." He smiles.

"Cant help it....has anyone told you that your shaped like a Dorito chip?"

"I'm what?" He turns and looks at me with a confused expression.

"Nevermind..." I try not to laugh.

Steve dries his hands as he finishes the last plate and comes over to stand between my legs. "Listen...I was wondering if we make it through this-"

"When we make it through this." I correct him.

Steve instantly smiles, "When we make it through this....we can start building that house we've been wanting....and we could start making a family?"

"Steve, I'd love too." I wrap my arms around his neck as he leans down and presses his lips on mine.

"Your gonna be an amazing mom." He smiles as he lightly kisses my neck.

"And your gonna be an amazing dad.....daddy Steve." I chuckle.

"I like the sound of that." He smirks, I slap his arm and kiss him again.

"Hey! Oh- sorry!" Nat says in the doorway.

"No your okay...we were just talking about starting a family." I smile.

"I'm so happy for you two....but if it's a girl, then I call dibs that she's named after me." Nat laughs.

"Deal." Steve nods, chuckling as he helps me down.

"We figured it out all the dates." Nat smiles as she walks away.

"Are you ready for this?" Steve asks.

"No....but I am when I'm with you."