Natasha stared at the drawing feeling confused. What does that means? Why only the place without us in the picture? Was it random? Was it to remember or to erase what happened? Why? Natasha wondered. She had good quick thinking, but the drawing really caught her off guard. She needed an immediate response, and she couldn't find a way to not make her the guilty one.

Steve is much slower in reading facial expressions, but Natasha was pretty obvious, his eyes were wide open and she kept moving her eyes on the drawing details. He knew she was thinking of what to say to him and he had no intention to embarrass her, to force her or cause some kind of remorse. He was convinced that what happened, happened because it have to be. No feelings involved.

S: We will have to talk about it, sometime, you know.

Natasha looked at Steve with raised eyebrows, sighed and nodded. She didn't want to talk about what happened. Not now. She just got a gap to go back to talk to him and it appears that drawing bringing everything that led to this atmosphere between them, back again.

N: Yes. We should.

Meanwhile, Clint which has lost none of what was happening, he kept as quiet as possible. When Steve said they needed to talk, he nodded and rolled his eyes as if to say: Alleluia.

S: It doesn't have to be now...

Clint frowned and shook his head in protest, thinking No, no, no. Deal with it now.

N: I do not like to postpone things. Let us resolve now.

Clint smiled and consented with his head firmly, excited. In Clint's mind, he wanted to have a camera and record every moment of Steve and Natasha, playing, arguing, fighting. He was fascinated by both individually and the two together.

S: First, I want to say it's okay. I know you like to tease me and make jokes and that kiss meant nothing. I know you and Bruce...

Before Steve finished, Natasha interrupted.

N: Steve, it is not like...

Natasha was also interrupted by the call of one of the jet's televisions.

Clint cursed the call.

S: Is it from the base?

C: Yes, I will transfer to that screen near you.

Once Clint transferred the call, the image on the small screen in front of Steve and Natasha was taking shape. A blond figure with curly hair and brown eyes. Sharon Carter.

S: Sharon? Any problem?

Steve approach of the screen.

Sharon: Yeah. There is a guy who invited me for a coffee and looks like he'll be late.

Steve was worried, at first, he thought there were problems at the base, but he was relieved that Sharon was kidding. Okay, he was a little bit angry for not being a big deal to she calls in the middle of the mission.

Steve had no reason to feel bad for interacting with Sharon in the presence of Natasha, but he does.

Steve is a very polite and kind man, so he smiled at Sharon and responded politely.

S: Sorry.

Sharon: Duty calls. I understand, but you will have to compensate me.

S: Of course. Whatever you want.

Sharon: Surprise me.

Steve smiled.

Sharon: Well, I better go. I was missing you and wanted to talk to you. Be careful. Oh and warns Clint that his wife called.

S: I will.

Sharon: Is Natasha there?

S: Yes, She is right here.

Sharon: She wants to send some message to Bruce?

Steve took a deep breath this time, and not looked at Natasha because the jealousy he felt was very evident on his face. He also moved his face off the camera, so Sharon couldn't notice.

N: No, thanks.

Sharon: Okay. Have a good trip. Bye-bye.

On the issue of jealousy is not clear yet, who feel more. We can say that it comes to tie but jealousy manifest in different ways in each one of them.

Of course, Natasha had more control over what she express.

N: You and Sharon... finally took my advice.

Steve was a little shocked and angry that Natasha didn't feel jealous of him. Why should her feel? She is with Bruce. She likes Bruce. Steve looked at her, still serious and shrugged.

S: We haven't hung out together yet.

N: Today would be the 1st date?

Steve nodded.

N: It's a shame that the mission has delayed things for you. As I told you before, she is nice.

S: Yeah, I'm sure she is. I think I'm ready this time.

Natasha felt like she'd swallowed a sharp sword that cut slowly and made her bleed slowly. The pain she was feeling worsened even more for her strive to keep up appearances. In order to alleviate some, she got up, leaving Steve drawings block in the bank and joined alongside Clint again.

Clint knew Natasha was disturbed and as a good friend, he invented that he needed to use the bathroom and stretch his legs a little bit. Clint asked Natasha to pilot as he paused.

By going through Steve, Clint took two patting lightly on the shoulder of Steve, trying to say: It'll be fine.

Steve looked at him and turned his attention back to the drawings.

As he returned to draw, Steve kept thinking... Natasha feels no jealousy of me, she really don't feel nothing for me. Sharon does, I guess. I like Sharon. Not like as I like Natasha.

Steve glanced Natasha and started to scribbling again.

I can't like her, she belongs to another man and that man is my friend. I can't like someone who do not like me. I do need someone. I need to try again. It can't be normal to falling in love just one time and for so long. She is dead now.

Steve began to feel depressed. Whenever he remembers Peggy, he remembered everything he lost during the frozen time. So much that he could have lived beside her. So much that he lost. Who was he in this world now?

Steve tapped his forehead and closed his eyes to prevent more thoughts like those to arrive. When they arrive, he even feel like dying or never have been saved. Being lost in time, causes a lot of confusion and that disrupts the emotional side of a man. Steve associates love with loss and Natasha he didn't even won her and has already lost.

With a lot of help from Sam and some consultations with psychologists, he was accepting the idea of having a woman in his life again.

Natasha watched the moment that Steve tapped his forehead and frowned, trying to understand what disturbed him like that. Is Steve jealous of me? She asked herself, already knowing the answer. Basically, Natasha knows that Steve has always been attracted to her, but she thought it was the attraction that every man feels for a beautiful woman. She knew Steve felt something else, but she didn't want to admit to herself the possibility of him being in love with her.

By me? Even if he was, what would happen? Do I feel the same? What about Bruce? I have feelings for Bruce. I also have for Steve. They are different feelings. If only I could distinguish these feelings. Actually I don't want to know. Steve don't deserves someone like me. No... Steve deserves someone who can be the best woman for him, also someone who can give him children. He is so old-fashioned, he sure wants kids, he wants a family and I can't give that to him.

Natasha shook her head negatively, keeping the expression like nothing is happening in her head.

Why am I thinking about kids? Why would I have children with Steve? Ridiculous to think in those circumstances. I have Bruce, he is like me. Maybe it work.

Natasha stated for herself that Bruce was the man for her, always. She enjoyed his company, he is a good man but there is another man who company's was much more pleasurable for her and she was looking at that man now in the rearview mirror.

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