A/N - I'm baaaa-aaack! That video there is to brighten your mood, and remind you of Bucky and Sam's stupidly hilarious arguments.

Sam Wilson is jogging around Washington, D.C. when Steve quickly catches up to him and runs past him.

"On your left."

Sam continues to jog Steve comes around again quickly after doing another lap.

"On your left."

"Uh-huh, on my left. Got it."

Sam is still jogging Steve comes around again from behind him from another lap.

"Don't say it! Don't you say it!"

"On your left!"

"Come on!" Sam gets angry and tries to catch up to him, but only after a few seconds he's unable to carry and stops to rest. As Sam is resting catching his breath sitting by a tree, Steve walks over to him.

"Need a medic?"

Sam laughs, and rolls his eyes as the super soldier. "I need a new set of lungs. Dude, you just ran like 13 miles in 30 minutes."

"I guess I got a late start."

"Oh, really? You should be ashamed of yourself," Sam says. "You should take another lap," he hesitates for a moment before saying sarcastically, "Did you just take it? I assumed you just took it."

Steve laughs, appreciating the dry humor of the male. "What unit you with?"

"58, Pararescue," he replies. "But now I'm working down at the VA."

Steve gives Sam a hand to rise. "Steve Rogers."

"I kind of put that together. Must have freaked you out coming home after the whole defrosting thing," Sam says.

"It takes some getting used to. It's good to meet you, Sam." Steve turns to leave.

"It's your bed, right?"

"What's that?"

"Your bed, it's too soft. When I was over there I'd sleep on the ground and use rock for pillows, like a caveman. Now I'm home, lying in my bed, and it's like..."

"Lying on a marshmallow. Feel like I'm gonna sink right to the floor," Steve finishes, knowing pretty much exactly what he was talking about. Sam smiles and nods his head.

"How long?"

"Two tours. You must miss the good old days, huh?"

"Well, things aren't so bad. Food's a lot better, we used to boil everything," he says. "No polio is good. Internet, so helpful. I've been reading that a lot trying to catch up."

"Marvin Gaye, 1972, "Trouble Man" soundtrack. Everything you've missed jammed into one album," Sam suggests.

Steve nods, "I'll put it on the list." Steve gets his small notebook and pen out and notes it down on his list which also includes - in the American version of the movie - I Love Lucy (Television); Moon Landing; Berlin Wall (Up + Down) Steve Jobs (Apple); Disco; Thai Food; Star Wars/Trek (with Star Wars crossed out, indicating that he has seen it); Nirvana (Band); Rocky (Rocky II?)

Steve then suddenly gets a text message: "Mission alert. Extraction imminent. Meet at the curb. :)"

"Alright, Sam, duty calls. Thanks for the run. If that's what you wanna call running."

They shake hands, "Oh, that's how it is?"

"Oh, that's how it is."

Sam laughs, "Okay. Any time you wanna stop by the VA, make me look awesome in front of the girl at the front desk, just let me know."

"I'll keep it in mind."

"Okay."

Just then, Natasha pulls up in her car by the curb and rolls down the window. "Hey, fellas. Either one of you know where the Smithsonian is? I'm here to pick up a fossil."

"That's hilarious." Steve says sarcastically. Steve walks over to her car and gets in, Sam gives Natasha and her car an appreciative look.

"How you doing?"

"Hey."

"Can't run everywhere." Steve shrugs.

"No, you can't." he watches as Natasha quickly pulls away and drives off.