Oh my god!

Y/N ran through the crowds of people in New York City, the Stark Tower in her view but another ten minutes away! Picking up her pace she found herself now running.

"Jesus Christ Y/N.. get up earlier! Or at least check your goddamn emails." She mumbled to herself. As the Stark tower got closer and closer, the nerves Y/N was already feeling.. grew stronger.

Bursting through the doors and towards the front desk, Y/N gasped for breath as she stopped in front of the receptionist.

"Hi! I'm-"

"Miss Y/L/N. Welcome to Stark tower!"

Y/N turned around and was face to face with the Russian goddess, Natasha Romanoff. Y/N smiles and walked towards Natasha and held her hand out for her to shake.

"Nice to meet you Miss. Romanoff."

"Please, Natashas fine. Would you like to follow me up to the office?" The red head asked. Y/N nodded frantically and followed Natasha towards the elevators.

"It's a beautiful building." Y/N said still trying to catch her breath. It's not that she was unfit or unhealthy, but with her nerves and all the exercise combined she couldn't breath normally.

The two women stepped into the elevator and Natasha pressed a button before they began to rise with the glass surrounding them.

"Tony Stark sure knows how get business done." She quipped and smirked at Y/N. "We have a few things to discuss today, rules, regulations, risk assessments and schedules. It would take about thirty minutes, maybe more."

"Wait.. schedules? I got into the team?"

"We need to see what your skills are like." Natasha said as she stepped out of the elevator and walked towards a automatic sliding door at the end of the corridor. Pulling up a small tablet like device and tapping a few times, Natasha read out the exact words Y/N typed in her email. "You wrote that you are trained in MMA and Combat fighting?"

Y/N nodded and followed the Russian born woman through the doors.

"Did you learn all that when you lived back in the 1940s?" Natasha asked as she motioned for Y/N to sit.

"I- wha- how did you-"

"I did my research Y/N.. I know a lot about your past. What I don't know is how you ended up here."

Y/N let out a small laugh before looking to the floor. Truth be told, she had no idea either! The last thing she remembered before waking up was that she had decided to freeze her body as an experiment with Howard Stark. She had no recollection of why she decided to freeze her body but she did.

"You and me both." Y/N replied and sat back in her seat. Natasha smiled at Y/N which showed a hint of sorrow but Y/N could just be making that up.

"First we need to discuss rules." Natasha spoke and placed a thick booklet in front of Y/N. "No smoking, do not drink excessively, drugs are forbidden and don't think you can get away with it because we do drugs tests every two weeks and no discussing missions with anybody who isn't an avenger."

Y/N nodded as she scanned through the words plastered in front of her as well as listening to Natasha!

"Any questions so far?"

"Nope." Y/N replied with a small smile. Natasha continued to chat through things they needed to discuss before Y/N showed the Russian her skills, which left Natasha very impressed.

After thirty five minutes of talking and skill showing, Natasha handed Y/N a little envelope with 'Stark Entertainment' printed in the corner.

"What's this?" Y/N asked with confusion. Natasha smiled as she packed her books away.

"Mr Stark wanted me to invite you to one of his annual celebrations!" She said. "It gives you a chance to meet the other Avengers and Caleb Hundra, the other rookie."

"Really? I- wow.. tell him I said thank you." Y/N said with a huge smile spread across her face.

"You can do that yourself tonight at the party."

-

Y/N looked at her reflection in the slightly too small full length mirror. Her dress(at the top) was a nude tone with a beautiful slit down the right leg. It cut off in the middle of her shinbone and fit her body perfectly!

She had collected her hair into a formal messy bun with a few strands of hair hanging down. She couldn't believe what she had put together in just a few hours after her interview. She amazed herself!

As she arrived at the party Y/N couldn't help but feel a little out of place. In front of her was a room full of amazing people! The hulk, super soldiers, a god of thunder and the almighty Tony Stark!

What on earth was doing here?!

Just as Y/N was about to turn away and leave she came face to face with the Russian goddess she had spent time with this morning.

"Not leaving already are you? The party is only just starting." She said leading Y/N towards the  bar. "How does a strawberry mojito sound?"

Y/N smiled and nodded sitting on a stool at the bar watching as Natasha made them a cocktail.

"Did I mention you look killer in that outfit. Amazing!" Natasha complimented putting two smart glasses informer of them before pouring a bubblegum pink liquid into the cylinders.

Y/N watched Natasha take a sip of her concoction before her eyes diverted around the room, glazing over the guests. One man in particular caught her attention.

"Hey Nat, who's that man?" Y/N asks. Natasha looked at Y/N before putting her drink down.

"We're literally swimming in testosterone right Y/N, which guy?" Natasha asked with a small smirk on her face. Y/N laughed gently before pointing towards the blonde super soldier across the room playing a game of pool.

"That's Steve. He's your trainer for the programme." Natasha and explained. Y/N placed her drink on to the bar as she felt herself almost faint.

"Why do you ask?" She pushed. Y/N shook her head before looking at Natasha.

"I- no reason."

"Don't lie to me Y/N. You can tell me anything." She said and sipped her drink. Y/N felt her heart drop as memories began to flood her brain.

Y/N walked over to the blonde man dressed in his smart uniform talking with his team. His blue eyes were sparkling even under the dim light. His lips moved so perfectly and looked so soft, she wanted to kiss him right there and then.

"Y/N, hi." He said as his gaze shifted to her. "You look beautiful, as always." Steve made him way over to the woman stood before him and his smile grew wider, the closer he got.

"You don't look to bad yourself Mr. Rogers!" Y/N complimented. She could see the small blush creep up along his cheekbones and his eyes flicker away for a brief moment.

"Care to dance?" The soldier asked, a hand stretched only slightly in front of him. Y/N took his larger hand in her own as he led her to the dance floor.

Y/N placed her left hand upon Steve shoulder as his right hand rested perfectly on her hipbone. Their other hands intertwining so perfectly it's almost imaginative!

As the pair began to sway with each other slowly to the music Y/N placed her head against Steve's broad chest and, Steve rested his head against hers. Both of them closed her eyes and enjoyed holding each other for this moment in time. Not knowing it would be the last dance they had.

"Y/N?"

The dazed woman found herself brought back to reality when her name was called. Y/N looked at Natasha, sadness and disbelief written on her face and disguised in her eyes.

"I think I loved him."

-Mel✌🏻

So chapter two!!! This has taken me three hours to write because my neighbours had an electrical fire in their flat. But here you gooo hope you all enjoy it! Please vote and comment as I love reading them!!!