A/N: I'm so bored being home sick and the fact I have so much time on my hands made me want to write another chapter.
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Natasha swerved sideways; Steve gripping tighter to her waist as they drifted around a corner. Natasha drove the bike up a stairway and broke through a window; Steve practically tearing chunks out of her hips from how hard he was holding on to her.
They landed with a thud; glass shattered to broken pieces around them.
"Steve you can let go now."
Steve slowly let go of her hips and jumped off the bike, eyes wild and white from fear.
"You...are a crazy driver Nat."
Natasha scoffed at him and folded her arms, flicking him in the face when walking past him.
"Aww Tasha, you can't be mad at me for that."
The redhead merely let out a huff of annoyance and continued walking towards their team.
"Natasha, you can't be mad because I'm simply just teasing you."
Natasha pretend not to hear him, but on the inside, she was beaming with satisfaction.
Steve ran in front of her and held Natasha in place and pouted.
The redhead let out a unlady like snort and placed her head on his chest, laughing hysterically.
"Your face is priceless. It's just so you Steven."
A cold metal hand was placed on Steve's shoulder and he whipped around to see who it belong to.
"About time you and Romanoff decided to show up. What were you two doing? Making out behind a tree?"
Natasha came up beside Steve and have a stern glare at Tony.
"Did you find it?"
Tony shifted his head to look at Natasha curiously,"find what?"
Natasha reached up and slapped him, hard.
"You know exactly"
"If you mean Loki's staff, I found it."
Natasha rolled her eyes and broke apart from the conversation, having wanted to see what the other members encountered.
Steve watched her go, missing the warmth that lingered from her presence.
"Have you asked her yet?"
Steve turned back to look at Tony, who(as always) had a smug grin on him.
"Ask her what?"
"To marry you stupid! You only live once you know!"
"So you say, me and Natasha have lived twice."
"Still, have you asked her?"
Steve let out a broken sigh and pulled a small velvet case out of his pocket.
"No, I haven't."
"Why not ask now?"
"She told me she senses something bad is going to happen, hence the recent nightmares she's been having. I want to wait when the world is a peace again."
Tony removed his hand from Steve's shoulder and gave him a concerned look. "Natasha isn't indestructible, neither are you, I'd ask her before its to late. You lost her once, don't do it again."
Steve nodded his head in thanks and started to walk over to Natasha, but he called out to Tony one last time,"you can say pretty wise stuff when you want to Tony."
"Just trying to help!"
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A/N: darn you persistent cough! You know how many times I had to break away from writing this to turn my head and cough? Like more than a trillion times! So annoying! But I hope to be back to being better soon.

Happy Reading!
~Forever RedWind