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Chapter Six

Steve's POV:

I don't know what to feel. I was angry with Brooke and Tony for his decision, but the thought also relaxed my nerves slightly, and the ignorable underlining fear.

When Tony walked away and dropped the conversation, I had no choice but to turn the other way and drop it as well. The first place that popped into my mind as a quiet cool down sanctuary was the ever so familiar gym.

After the fifth punching bag had been destroyed, the glass door opened to my left and Natasha and Tony strolled through, Tony making grand gestures with his hands to exaggerate the magnificence of the gym to Brooke, who followed timidly.

Her eyes moved from piece to equipment to the next, finally resting on me. We stared at each other for a few seconds, exchanging looks of judgment, and then I broke away to pick up and string the next bag.

I didn't want her here. This was my thinking space, and her presence disrupted my thoughts, replacing them with memories of fighting Bucky. Without realizing, I had stopped mid stride staring at the chain in my hands. My thoughts were only scattered when Tony called out, "Cap!"

I shook my head and turned. "Yeah?"

"Do you think you're speedier in hand to hand than Natasha here?"

"Depends on who's asking." I said, not bothering to answer the question with a straight response.

"Well Brooke was going to show us what fire power she's got," Tony said, clapping Brooke on the shoulder. The girl looked slightly surprised mixed with an adrenaline rush. "Since she claims she's fast, I was thinking about pairing her with someone fast."

I saw Brooke's lips move, but the only audible word was "healed." Tony waved his hand and said something like, "it'll be fine."

Releasing the chain, I walked over and joined the trio. "What's this about Natasha being faster than me?" I asked with a smile.

"Is that a challenge Captain Roger?" Natasha countered, putting her hands on her hips.

I raised my hands defensively. "If you want to fight the little girl, be my guest." I motioned to the large boxing ring in the center of the room.

Natasha smirked and made her was over the designated location, Brooke wearily following behind her.

"Now you two be nice. I don't want any blood on my freshly mopped floors."

I glanced at Tony with my eyebrow raised. He returned the look with an extravagant smile.

I trudged over to the ring, without making eye contact with Tony again, and stood with my hands hanging on the inside of the ring.

Brooke had her hands balled into fist, but her posture was weak. She clearly didn't know what she was doing. Natasha had her fists held high, but she wasn't flexing her muscles as strongly as she would when fighting someone equal her size.

"Come at me whenever you feel comfortable." Natasha noted.

Brooke smiled and lowered here hands, which was an unexpected move that staggered both Natasha and me. Then in a blur, Natasha fell in the ground and Brooke had disappeared from her corner. She reappeared and took a deep breath, even though she didn't look the slightest winded.

I wasn't quite staring, but her speed amazed me. She was limping earlier and now she's speeding around like a bullet. It was like she was almost faking it.

I know the chapter ended kind of abruptly, but I couldn't think of a different way to end it. More explanation will be in the next chapter. One thing I haven't decided it whether or not to make the next chapter in Brooke's or Tony's point of view. Please Review to let me know!

~Raven