The sound of Gwen's heels clicking on the floor of the helicarrier could be heard from all around the large room of the helm. She was nose deep in files as she walked. The files were all about Captain Steven Rogers and Doctor Bruce Banner. She had been working with Rogers for the last two months. Now that she on the SHIELD helicarrier more paperwork given to her, then Banner had came to her and asked for her to work with him.

Her eyes had been glued to the file's contents for the last half an hour since agent Coulson had given her the paperwork. She was so deep into the words that were on the page she didn't hear her name being called from behind her.

"Gwen."

She whipped her head up and turned around to see Steve running towards her. Waiting for the super soldier to catch up to her. When he stood in front of her she looked up from the paperwork to his blue eyes and smiled at him.

"Well, if it isn't the Star Spangled Man with a Plan, what's up?"

He looked at her with a confused look for a moment before he shook it off the confusion and looked back at her and the files.

"What are you doing here?"

"Fury called me in. Do you not want me here?"

Steve put his hand on his face as he let out a sigh. Gwen now had the look of confusion on her face as she looked up at Captain America. Her brown eyes look from Steve back to the paper.

"It's just whatever is going to happen in the next few days it isn't going to be safe. Gwen, I don't want you to get hurt."

Gwen smiled and freed one of her hands from the pile of files, and placed it on Steve's arm. Rubbing his arm, she looked up at him and saw the look of worry that he wore.

"Everything will be okay, Steve. Hell, I have the Avengers to keep me safe."

She said with a small smile then she shifted the weight of her files in her arms. Steve gave her a small smile in return but the worry in his eyes didn't go away.

"I am going to be fine. I'm going to locked in an office reading till my eyes bleed."

He gave her a even more worried look, making her laugh a little bit.

"I'm kidding. I'll see you later."

"I know that. We had sarcasm in 1945."

She laughed then walked away from him then down the rest of the hallway. She never heard Steve walk away or follow her. Turning her head around to see him still standing there in the hallway. A smile dropped from her face seeing that Steve still looked like a scared dog during a firework show during the Fourth of July. She didn't walk into the room that was appointed as her office until Steve walked back down the hall from where he came from. Walking into the room she placed the papers on desk then walked over to the chair and sat down. She didn't pick up the papers right away, her eyes burned too much from the reading already.

She closed her eyes and let out a few deep breaths. Sitting in her makeshift office she was finally alone for once. For the past 48 hours she had been around people and now that she was by herself, she just wanted to stay this way for the next 48 hours. Gwen now had time to think about what in the world was happening. The Norse God of mischief had come to Earth by using the Tesseract and had taken over the minds of agent Barton and Doctor Selvig, and had killed more than 90 people. Now she was on the hidden SHIELD helicarrier with the rogue God as prisoner down in the holding cells.

"What have I gotten myself into?"

Gwen asked herself as she opened her eyes to see the metal ceiling. Sighing again she turned herself around in the spinning chair. After making two full 360s in the chair she stopped it so she was facing her desk again. Pulling her phone out of the pocket of her blazer, she flipped through her music and found her playlist of 90s Grunge, then grabbed her stack of paperwork again, picking up where she left off.

She read file after file about Bruce and his incident. She knew that Bruce wanted nothing more than to have 'The Other Guy' out of him, and he's spent the last five years trying to tame 'The Other Guy' and get rid of him. He had came to her when agent Coulson brought her to the helicarrier. She was visiting Tony in the lab when Bruce came to her and pulled her aside and asked her if she was the one who was working with Steve. Tony was making some comments towards the two, so Gwen took Bruce out into the hallway and talked to him about what he wanted. Bruce told her that he needed someone else to help him with battling with this monster inside him. Gwen agreed and he told her to go ask agent Coulson for his files and that he would give her any information she would need. Giving Bruce a hug Gwen hurried to go find agent Coulson again. Finding him she asked for Bruce's files, to which he gave her along with more files on Steve.

As Gwen read the notes that Bruce had given her when a knock at the door, made her head look up and she grabbed her phone stopping her music.

"Come on in."

The door opened and Phil Coulson came in two cups of hot coffee in his hands. He smiled at her and said hi as he walked in and placed one of the cups on the desk for her.

"I thought you might need a cup."

"Thank you, Phil. How has it been? I haven't seen you in a while."

Phil sat down in the one other chair in the room, across from Gwen.

"Things have been good. I've been seeing a girl from Portland."

"From my Portland or the other one?"

"Your Portland."

"A girl from Maine, I like her already."

Coulson let out a laugh at Gwen's words as she took a drink from her coffee. Moving a bit in her chair Gwen got more comfortable.

"So, how did you two met?"

"I was attending a benefit in DC and she was a cellist at the in the band there. After the band was done playing we had a few drinks together and we have been seeing each other on and off for a few months."

"That's great, Phil. I'm so happy for you. Does this Portlander cellist have a name?"

"It's Allison."

"Allison the cellist. I like it."

Phil laughed as his eyes went to the flies on Gwen's desk. He saw that the pile in front of him was about Steve Rogers. He's eyes couldn't help himself, he just wanted to read those files cover to cover. He had taken peaks of them while he waited for gwen to pick them up in the first place, but he hadn't gotten in deep to the files before she had gotten to them.

"How has been working with Steve?"

"Crazy, is the best word I can think of. I'll start going off about, I don't know, The Breakfest Club, and he'll be looking at me like I'm crazy. I forget about how much he doesn't know. A lot of the past two months have been us sitting at the computer, TV, and at the library catching him up in the past 70 years. He's like a little kid in a way. But, it also been crazy amazing. It's incance that I'm working him. I never thought that I would be working with him."

"I never thought that either."

"Well, you're the one fangirling about him."

She said with a sly smile and a laugh. Phil rolled his eyes at Gwen. Both her and Natasha had made fun of him ever since Steve was found. When he had gotten word that they had indeed found Steve and he was alive, he would admit that he could have flipped out a little less than he did, but Steve was his childhood hero.

"I'd love to stay and chat some more, but duty calls."

Gwen smiled and stood up along with Phil. She walked around the desk and gave him a hug.

"We'll have to do this after all of this is over. I'll have you and Allison over for dinner with me and Steve sometime."

"I'd love that."

Phil said when they parted ways. Gwen walked back to her chair and Phil walked over to the door. They both said goodbye then Phil left the room, and walked down the hallway.

~*~*~*~*~*~

Gwen sluggishly drug her sock clad feet on the cold floor of the hallway to her office. Yawning she stretched out her arms out and then stopped at the door before opening it. She had been working with Macey for the past week during the day, then at night she was catching up on her work with Bucky and Bruce. She had been able to get just a few hours of sleep in the last week. Each night having to be away from Bucky so she was able to sleep.

Entering her office she walked over to her desk opening her laptop and grabbing her phone. Unlocking the phone she called Macey as she booted up her MacBook Pro. When the desktop popped Macey answered the call.

"How's my maid of honour this fine morning?"

"I would love to say that I am wonderful, but sadly I feel like utter shit."

"Still not enough sleep?"

"God no. I stayed up till 4 AM with Bruce."

Gwen said resting her head on the back of the chair, closing her eyes.

"With Bruce. I know that you would have wanted to stay that late with a certain super soldier."

Macey told Gwen, she knew that a smirk was laced on her red headed friend's face as she said this. Gwen let out laugh as she listened to Macey. Opening her eyes she moved her free hand to the keyboard of her laptop and started clicking on buttons to have her Gmail account show up.

"I only wish Mace."

"So, how is he anyways?"

"You're going to be disappointed in me."

"You are not telling me that you haven't climbed that yet?"

Gwen hung her head and let out a sigh into the receiver and Macey let out a gasp.

"I can not believe you!"

Gwen stayed quiet as she listened to Macey flip out that she hadn't slept with Bucky yet. As she waited for a chance to change the subject Gwen opened up her Gmail and looked at the 10 emails that were unread in her inbox. Five were from the Bleacher Report about her favorite sports teams, two were file attachments from Macey, one was from her mother, and the last two were from Erik Selvig.

"Girl, you are cra cra for not sleeping with him."

"I know, I know. You're not the first to telling me this."

She said opening the Bleacher Report emails, looking thought the headlines, seeing that none sparked her interest at the moment. Moving on to the ones from Macey she saw that they were pictures of the wedding cake samples from the other night at the tasting. She didn't open the last three because she knew that those would take time to read and her fully conistration.

"You need to. You and Buck are perfect for each other and you know it."

"Again, you not the first to tell me this."

"Then hurry up and ride that boy like there's is no tomorrow."

"Sadly, there is a tomorrow and it's to pick up our dresses."

"It's a figure of speech."

"Shut it."

"You know I am right. Just let it out."

"Let what out?"

"You know."

Gwen let out a loud and dramatic groan and spun herself in the chair, making Macey laugh on the line.

"Deep down I know it's bad to say this, but it feels so right to finally say this out loud to someone... I want to so badly! I have so much sexual frustration towards him it's starting to become unbearable!"

Macey laughed again. Gwen knew that Macey was shaking her head in amusement at the torment that was going on with Gwen.

"Then go after it, girl. Go get some of that vintage junk."

Gwen rolled her eyes and opened a new tab on Google Chrome and clicked on her favorites on her bookmarks, opening her news feed on Facebook.

"Mace, it's not that easy, okay. From what Steve had told me about how Bucky was back in the day, he was kinda a bit of a player. Plus, I don't want be the first girl he's been with since 1943!"

"Please, Gwen I know from vald scores that you a damn good in the sack. Come on. Not to mention, you were a bit of a wild girl back in the day."

"You are not helping."

Gwen said as she dropped her head onto the tabletop and groaned in pain and being emotionally torn. She heard Macey laughing on the other line and Devon off in the back saying something to Macey.

"I'm sorry, but go for it. I have to go, Devon and I need to go to pick up his parents up from the airport. I'll see you tomorrow."

"Bye, Mace."

"Bye, Gweny."

Putting down her phone on the tabletop and kept her head face down, again she let another groan. She thought about looking at the emails in her inbox but dismissed against it and her thoughts went back Bucky, as they always do. The way he walked, the way he talked, the way he kissed her. She let out another groan as she thought about the way he kissed her. How his metal arm felt against her skin made her go crazy. Before she could go any deeper into her deep dark sexaul fanaeies about James Barnes, she lifted her head up to look at wall across from her desk. Trying to think of anything but Bucky.

Gwen brought her knees to her chest and she looked back at her laptop. She made a new tab and the Google home page popped up and she typed in three letters on the keys: NHL. The top search came up and she saw the scores from the night before's games. She groaned when she saw the scores, seeing that her precious Montreal Canadiens had lost to the always evil Boston Bruins.

"Those motherfuckers."

She said under her breath as she looked at the scores and then closed her laptop. When her laptop was closed she saw Bucky standing in the doorway. She was taken back for a moment before a smile came onto her face. Bucky was leaning against the door frame as he looked at her with a smile on his face as he watched her.

"Who pissed you off this time?"

"The Bruins."

She told him as he pushed off the doorframe and walked over to her. A look of confusion and thought came onto his face as he thought about who the Bruins were, they sounded familiar.

"Boston. Hockey."

Gwen said as she let go of her legs and watched Bucky walk over to her. He nodded and stopped right in front of her and just looked down at her.

"I would have never guessed you liked hockey."

"Half my family is from Minnesota and I grew up in a part of the US that is pretty much Canada. It's the best sport ever. One of these days I'll take you to a game."

"I'm guessing it's changed since the 40s."

"You have no idea, darling."

Bucky smiled then leaned down and kissed her. Gwen's eyes stayed open for a half a second before she closed them and all of her thoughts that had been running through her mind before came back with a venge. Now that she was under Bucky's spell she couldn't help herself.

Gwen grabbed onto the collar of Bucky shirt, pulling him down onto the chair and on top of her. Making quick work of his shirt, Gwen threw it as far as she could. With the shirt off Gwen wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling on the longer parts of his hair on the back of his neck. Bucky's hands started to pull on the hem of her light purple tank top, then Gwen moved her our hands to the hem and pulled it over her own head. She dropped the tank top to the floor and she didn't take her eyes off of Bucky's. She could read him like a book, his face looked like a child on Christmas morning who got what he had been dreaming about having all year, but his eyes were dark with lust and desire. Gwen knew that her own brown eyes were the same way.

"Well, I'd say that this is one way to say good morning, darling."

Gwen smiled and gave him another kiss. Bucky quickly reasoned and kissed her back, cupping her face in his hands as he did so. Greedly Gwen started to pull away at the sweatpants that he was wearing, but she stopped when Bucky's hands grabbed hold of her waist. Slowly pulled her lips away from his and looked into his eyes again.

"Gwen..."

Letting out a sigh, Gwen closed her eyes and hung her head.

"I'm sorry... I just... I don't know."

Gwen said with slight tears forming in her eyes as she looked away from the gaze of Bucky's blue eyes. Feeling Bucky's hands move away from her waist to her face, Gwen found herself looking back at his face once again.

"It's just all the girls and Tony, keep asking me about us an-"

"They ask about us?"

"Mostly, well all of it is hounding me about how you are in bed. A girl can only take so much. I mean from them asking day in and day out, then you."

"What have I done?"

Letting out a groan of frustration Gwen closed her eyes for a quick second before opening them again, seeing Bucky's eyes looking at her with concern.

"You sitting here. Just your presence makes me, just... ugh!"

Bucky let out a laugh making her glare at him and slap his chest, making him only laugh again.

"This isn't something that you should laugh about. These are my emotions, you ass."

"I'm not laughing about that. I feel your pain. Just being around you makes me go crazy and being away from you makes me feel even crazier."

Gwen let out a small smile and continued to look at him, knowing that he had more to say.

"I feel the same way."

Gwen raised her eyebrow at him to which he gave her a smile.

"But, I haven't even taken you out on the town yet."

"You are so old fashioned, Barnes."

She said with a smile and a laugh. He returned the smile and gave her another quick kiss.

"And you seem to like that."

Bucky said with a chuckle then got off the office chair and stood up. Bending down he picked up Gwen's tank top and handed it to her. Taking it back Gwen looked at the purple fabric in her hands and smiled.

"I'll take you out tonight."

Gwen let out a laugh as she stood up, standing toe toe with him. He smiled down at her and gave her another kiss.

"Oh, a date with the famous Bucky Barnes. I'm honored."

"I'm taking that as a yes."

"You could say that."

Gwen told her with a smile then walked past him and to her room.

"Where ya going, dollface?"

"Getting dress."

She called back as she walked through the door and into the hallway. She smiled when she heard Bucky let out a groan of sexual frustration.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Gwen looked at the clothes hanging in front of her. She had all of these clothes and she had no idea on what to wear on this date with Bucky. Thinking of all the outfits she had worn on past dates, she knew that this wasn't some date, this was Bucky. She didn't want to wear that 'little black dress', she wanted to wear something that would make a statement. That when people saw her and Bucky together that would see them and know that they the two luckiest people in the world. She didn't want to wear some outfit that people would over look, but she didn't want to dress like a super slut.

"Ugh, I have nothing to wear."

She cried as she looked into her closet, cursing her clothes as she walked over to her bed and laid down face first into her bedding. Groaning she trashed her arms and legs as she couldn't think of what to wear.

"You must have something to wear Ms. Brewster. You have plenty of clothing, ma'am."

"Thank you, JARVIS, but if you had some female counterpart that could help me with this that would be amazing."

"I'm sorry, ma'am I do not. I could however call Ms. Potts, if that would help."

"That would be wonderful, JARVIS."

"I just did ma'am."

"Thank you JARVIS."

Gwen mumbled into the bedding letting out another groan. Bucky and her agreed on the date late that morning in her office. Bucky hadn't told her nothing of their date, but he had said that there would be food.

A few minutes later she heard her bedroom door open and someone sat down on the bed next to her. Turning her head to the side Gwen saw Pepper sitting on the bed with a smile on her face.

"Help me."

Gwen said with whine and a dramatic frown on her face. Pepper laughed and grabbed onto her friend's hand, trying to pull her off the bed. Gwen laughed and let Pepper pull her off the bed and walked with her over to her closet.

"I want something that comfortable and cute at the same time, you know. He hasn't told me that we are doing other than there's food."

"I understand. Now let me play dress up."

Gwen groaned again and watched Pepper look around her closet space. Gwen walked back over to bed and sat and watched Pepper pick through her clothes.

~*~*~*~*~*~

Looking in the mirror Gwen turned around and looked at herself from behind. She could see Pepper behind with a smile on her face, like a mother seeing her daughter going off to her first school dance.

"You look great."

"You think so?"

"Girl, I know so. Now I'll go see if Bucky is ready."

Pepper said giving her another smile before hurrying out the door. Gwen looked at herself again and smiled at her reflection.

"He's ready."

Gwen heard Pepper call from the hallway. Taking one last look at herself, Gwen turned around and walked out of her room, grabbing her purse on the way out. Standing in the hallway she looked at Pepper who still had the proud mother look on her face. The older woman pushed Gwen along down the hallway towards the kitchen where she could hear Bucky, Steve, Tony, Sam, and Bruce's voices. She could feel her heart in her ears the closer she got to the kitchen. Her and Pepper stopped right in front of the kitchen and looked at the men standing around the island counter.

Bucky was standing with his back to her. She saw from behind that he was wearing new dark washed denim jeans, a black suit jacket, and new dark brown dress shoes. Gwen cleared her throat and the men in the room heads whipped around to see her and Pepper standing at the edge of the room. Gwen didn't look at anyone else in the room, her eyes were locked on Bucky. Now that he was facing her she saw that he was just wearing a simple white shirt. Classy but casual. Looking at his face Gwen saw that his blue eyes were locked on her as well and his jaw was to the floor.

"Ready to go?"

She asked as a light bit of blush crawled to her face. Bucky smiled at her and Steve pushed Bucky forward. He turned to give Steve a look but his friend laughed it off and then Bucky looked back at Gwen.

"Let's go, dollface."

He told her as she walked closer to her and held out his arm from her to take. Pepper nungged gwen forwards towards Bucky. Gwen let out a little laugh as she linked arms with Bucky and he gave her a kiss on the cheek before they started to walk to the elevator.

"Bring her home by 11 or I'll kick your ass!"

Tony called from the kitchen, to which both Gwen and Bucky rolled their eyes at.

"Don't you worry, Tony. I'll bring her home nice and safe."

Bucky called to Iron Man as he hit the down button on the elevator. Gwen smiled up at Bucky as they waited for the doors to open. He looked down at her and returned to smile.

"So, where are you taking me, Serge?"

"You'll see."

He told her as the doors opened and they stepped inside. Once inside the doors slowly shut and Gwen could hardly hear herself think, from the sound of her heart in her ears again.

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