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Used to Be Overlooked. Chapter 9.

Summary: Steve Rogers was walking down the streets of Brooklyn after finishing a mission. The goal was just to take some time to clear his mind along the city streets, but when he runs into a gorgeous young lady that looks extremely familiar… How can he go about moving on? Who is she? What does he know her from? Was that memory even from this decade?

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader (Rosalyn Ember/ Y/N ?)

Word Count: 3900+

Warning: SLOW BURN. Soooo slow, but sooooo worth it...

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Chapter 9:

As you all herded into the den, Tony approached you as everyone got situated. Steve was close behind, and soon, was by your side once again as Tony asked you what you wanted to drink.

“Anything is fine. I’m not picky,” You said politely as you crossed your hands in front of you. Something Steve noticed you did when you were in more of a business state. He could tell you still weren’t at the stage of seeing them other than acquaintances. He realized they needed to step up their game if they wanted to get to the bottom of your secret.

“You sure? Cause if you say ‘anything’, I’m going to make you a drink, and not a lot of people can hold my drinks,” Tony smirked.

“You underestimate me Stark,” you said with that damn confidence that made Steve’s heart skip a little faster. “Surprise me,” you winked walking over to an empty spot by Wanda, who was kindly patting the spot next to her with a grin.

“She’s got-” Tony started.

“Moxie. That’s for sure,” Steve finished never taking his eyes off of your perfect figure as you sat down elegantly next to Wanda still with enough space next to you for him.

“Hey, you making any progress in the plan?” Tony said bringing him back.

“If you mean, am I trying to get in her pants? No, I’m not making any progress.” Tony rolled his eyes as he went over to the bar and started making you a special concoction. “I am genuinely trying to get to know her. She seems like a nice gal besides the secret. I’m sure she has reasoning behind it, but right now-”

“We don’t know if she has an evil scheme going on in the background Cap. I hate to break it to you, but pretty girls can be evil masterminds as well.”

“You’ve been in the business too long.”

“Apparently, so has she. You should know, you’re the same age,” he huffed.

“We still don’t know if what we found is really anything to support our theory.” Steve defended. He was really hoping they were just blowing things way out of proportion, and you were just a normal girl.

“Exactly. So get America’s ass out there and do some flirting so we can get to the bottom of this,” Tony said, waving his hand over to the empty spot next to you. Steve turned around to see you a little more relaxed in the comfortable setting and laughing at something Clint said with the group. “I’m going to make a special little drink that may help loosen her up a little,” he added quietly.

Steve’s head turned quickly at the comment.

“Are you trying to get her drunk?” he whisper shouted.

“No, I’m just giving her a drink that may or may not be kinda strong. Alcohol is a truth serum in itself,” he said with a devilish grin looking down as he poured a mixture together.

“Tony, if you-”

“She doesn’t have to drink it if she doesn’t want to. She can do with it what she wants,” he shrugged seeing how the idea was effecting Steve. Rogers shot him a glare not happy with what his plan was. “Go sit down by the pretty girl, pretty boy. I’m not drugging her,” he huffed.

Hesitantly, Steve watched Tony make the drink before he slowly walked back over to you. As he got closer, he heard Clint still telling a story. He sat down next to you still giving you room, but enough closeness to seem friendly. You turned giving him a smile before looking back at Clint who was looking around the group as he finished the story.

“I kid you not, the second try and she gets just inches from the bullseye,” he said with a proud wide smile. Mostly likely talking about his daughter who he just got back from visiting. “I couldn’t be more proud of the little up and coming Hawkeye,” he smiled grabbing his drink and leaning back into the large sectional they were all on.

“You know, I’ve tried my hand in archery myself,” You spoke up making everyone turning their heads at you in shock.

“Is that so?” Clint said sitting back up and placing his elbows on his knees.

“How good are you? Think you can strip this one of his bragging rights?” Nat spoke up with a side smirk on her face.

“I highly doubt that,” you laughed making Steve’s lips pull up in a goofy grin at the sound. Tony walked over and leaned down handing you your drink as you laughed.

“Here you are. Special mix for the special lady,” he smiled handing it to you as you accepted and sniffed it before taking a sip. “Now, what was this I hear about beating Clint in an archery contest?” he asked, watching to see your reaction to the highly potent drink.

Anyone who couldn’t hold their liquor or didn’t drink too often would have made a sour face, but you? You didn't seem phased by it. You just raised an eyebrow before taking another sip and keeping it in your hands as you continued the conversation like normal. He shot Captain a look of shock, and Steve read it knowing what he was thinking. He looked back at you and saw that you didn’t think twice of the drink as you continued to talk.

“I never said anything about a competition, but to answer your question Nat, I actually placed in some tournaments when I was younger,” you answered with the slightest form of pride in your voice, but still humble nonetheless.

“Really?” Nat said surprised. “I thought you just lived and breathed science.”

“Not really living if you only do one thing,” you chuckled. “I branched out when I could. There’s always new things to learn and more fields to become an expert in.” You shrugged taking another sip.

“Well, you’re just full of surprises aren’t you,” Bucky said leaning on the back of his seat and throwing an arm over it. “Any other secrets we should know about?”

You blushed at the comment, and Steve shot Bucky a warning look to stop being so forward, but he brushed it off.

“I uh, I can’t really think of any off the top of my head, but I’m sure you all have some interesting things about yourself. I would love to hear them.”

“You’re the guest. You don’t want to hear all of our silly little stories. We want to get to know you,” Tony said trying to bring the subject back to you.

“Well, I mean-” you started taken aback at the attention.

“Tell us anything. We want to hear it all,” Bucky smiled.

You looked back at Steve almost like he was your support net. You weren’t sure what to say, and you were hoping he would step in to help you.

He just looked at you with a grin, and threw his arm around the back of the chair leaning a little closer.

“I’m with them. I want to get to know the mystery girl I ran into at the coffee shop,” he said just soft enough for only you to hear.

You blushed and sighed before grabbing the drink taking a long sip from it.

“In that case, I’m going to need a little more to drink.”

Tony jumped up clapping his hands smiling as if he won.

“I can help with that,” he said coming over and taking your empty glass. “Same thing?”

“Sure,” you said crossing your legs and getting comfortable. “What would you like to know? Ask and I’ll see what I have to say.”

The room took advantage of digging deep. Steve, Bucky, and Tony were surprised at how well you answered even the most random questions. Like how you got into archery, or how you were able to get into college and fend for yourself out in the real world coming out of the supposed orphanage you lived in. Then when people started asking backstories that required more detail, you didn’t even stutter explaining. How did you have the answers locked and loaded? It was like it was all mapped out, and you quizzed yourself beforehand to not raise suspicion. To top it all off on making it even more impressive to the three, you were acting pretty drunk to not slip up even a little. Steve was starting to second guess their whole diabolical plan to expose you. Not that he was mad about it, but it was becoming more and more of a stretch from where they were coming from.

“Ok, Miss. Ember. If you were so good at archery, I challenge you,” Clint said with a few slurred words after drinking one too many glasses of scotch.

“I don’t think you or me are in the right condition for a competition with weapons Mr. Barton,” you smiled slumping in your more relaxed body language and brushing Steve’s hand on the back of the couch.

His hand tingled at the touch, and when you started to fall a little more, he grabbed your shoulders gently to keep you from slumping too much.

“Yeah, I’m going to have to agree with her. I don’t think you guys are sober enough to be shooting pointed objects at things,” Steve said as you giggled at his touch. He chuckled lowly at your giggle thinking about how even drunk you were graceful, and even more adorable.

“Oh, horse shit,” Clint groaned, waving a hand and standing up walking over to where he was in front of you.

You laughed at his cursing, and covered your mouth embarrassed at how school girlish it sounded, but Steve wanted to hear it a million more times.

“What do you say Rosie? Wanna see if you can beat me?” he said putting his hand out for you to accept the offer.

“Rosie, hmm?” you smirked looking at his hand. “You know what? I would love to prove you wrong,” you said, grabbing it and using it for support as you stood with him. You teetered a little but Steve was quick to catch you and had a hand on your waist for balance. “Excuse me Mr. Rogers. I can’t seem to find my balance,” you giggled again covering your mouth.

“Fine by me if I get to help you up,” he smiled looking down at you as you turned to him. Apparently the alcohol was getting to you because besides the drunken stumbling and bet making, you were flushed in your cheeks. The warmth from the drink was showing, but he wasn’t complaining. He got to rest a hand on your hip and see the soft glow on your cheeks. “Are you sure you want to do this? This doesn’t seem very safe,” he said getting concerned now.

“Who said anything about it being safe?” Clint said grabbing your hand and weaving it into his arm as he started to escort you to the target room.

“Yes, Cap. You do know what you do for a living right? What’s the fun in safe?” you said looking back with a playful smirk on your lips, and a sway on your hips. Almost like you were challenging him. You winked before turning back and laughing with Clint.

Everyone watched for a quick second in shock at the change of pace.

“I don’t know about you guys, but this is definitely something I want to see,” Bucky said, standing quickly and moving to catch up with you two.

“I second that!” Sam said rushing as well.

“We should have her over more. She’s fun. Also has a wild side,” Nat said getting up next with Vision and Wanda in toe. “She’ll fit right in.”

As they started following Clint and you, Steve turned looking at Tony who was kissing Pepper goodnight, and walking to catch up with the group.

“Get what you wanted?” Steve asked as they went to follow the group.

“She’s drunk yes, but her answers? No hesitation. Not even having to process them. Either she’s really good, and has everything figured out, or…”

“Or?”

“Or she’s giving herself away by knowing a little too much to answer.”

“Meaning?”

“Meaning, some of those things we asked? People wouldn’t have any memory of and would just say ‘you know, I couldn’t tell ya.’ Instead she has answer for everything,” Tony said as they turned the corner.

“I see your point,” Steve said almost disappointed that he was onto something.

“On the plus side for you, she’s been sneaking a look here and there at you. Not that you haven’t been doing the same, but your charm is really working for you tonight,” he said elbowing Steve gently as they walked.

“What? No, she hasn’t-”

“Don’t kid yourself Rogers. She’s giving you the googly eyes, and you’re giving them right back. If this all works out and we’re wrong and she is normal. I think you should make a move.”

“I don’t know…” Steve said as they approached the door to the target room Clint usually practices in.

“Sure you do,” Tony said patting his shoulder as he walked in, and left the conversation at the door. “So this is really happening?” he said to the group who was crowded around the two drunkards that were about to shoot weapons.

“A hundred percent,” Clint said grabbing a bow, and a few arrows. “I have a women's bow if you-”

“I’ll use that one if you don’t mind,” you said looking at Clint’s making everyone go wide eyed.

Clint laughed it off though.

“More power to you. It’s a little heavier though, and has more resistance.”

“I think I can handle,” You said crossing your arms and leaning back on your foot more laid back. “After you of course,” you said motioning to the target.

Clint let out a short laugh watching you. He tilted his head and shrugged it off before moving to the target, and lining up. It was a little harder drunk with everything spinning, but he never missed. He took the shot everyone watching, but not shocked when it landed right in the middle of the bullseye.

“Done. Think you can match it?” he said turning smugly back to you, and handing off the bow.

You took it no problem and studied it.

“This is a beautiful bow. What kind is it?” you said twisting it in your hand and Steve moved to the front of the crowd to where he was just a few feet away from you. He was ready to help you stand if your legs and balance decided to finally go out.

“It’s custom made by Tony. Everything from what we wear, to what we use as gear is all Stark made,” Steve answered making you look up and into his blue eyes.

You smiled not realizing he was even there until now.

“Interesting. Wanna come visit the lab at some point, and custom make something for me sometime Tony?” you said looking around Steve’s shoulder at him.

“If you make the shot, I’ll do it for free,” he smirked putting his hands in his pockets.

“Deal,” you said grabbing an arrow and making your way to the target spot. “Now, you’ll have to excuse me. It may take me a minute to find my groundings. All those drinks are making me a little… spiny,” you said giggling at the word that was definitely not something you would say sober.

“Rose, are you sure you should-” Steve said concern filling his voice again.

“Don’t worry about me. I know my limits,” you smiled placing the arrow in its position and turned just your head to look at the group that was on their toes anxious to see if you really were as good as you were leading on. “Jeez, you all look so tense. What do you think I’m going to do? Shoot someone?”

“Maybe, but we’re more excited for you to show up Barton here,” Nat said throwing a thumb the direction of a stern Clint who was watching your stance, and crossing his arms.

“You ready for that Clint?” you asked with a cork of your eyebrow.

“Give it your best,” he said in a cocky tone.

“You asked for it.” You turned back to the target eyeing it and studying it.

Everyone shifted in their spots nervous to see if you were just all talk and drunk. Steve's eyes were glued to you, nervous that you would miss aim and somehow shoot a wall ricocheting the arrow somewhere.

You made everyone a little anxious as you stumbled on your feet a little trying to find the right stance and twitched with the bow trying to balance the weight.

Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea to give the drunk girl a bow and arrow…

Then almost instantly, your stance straightened and the the shuffling stopped. You were still and completely in control. You raised the bow, propped your elbow, and pulled the string back to your cheek with ease. If they hadn’t seen you drink all those drinks, they would've thought you were sober.

With the light sound of you breathing out in concentration, you let go of the string and the arrow flew straight forward hitting right in the center of the red circle.

Jaws dropped, eyebrow raised, breaths that people didn’t realize they were holding, were let go.

“Holy-” Nat, Bucky, and Sam started.

“Shit.” Clint finished coming around you and looking at the perfect shot. “But you- you’re- How did you-?”

“I told you not to underestimate me,” you said smiling at your accomplishment and turning back to the group with a gloating grin. “I believe you said something about visiting my lab for some updates, am I right Mr. Stark?” you questioned placing the bow down and turning to Tony who still had his mouth open.

Wanda and Nat’s looks turned to impressed smirks as they saw what you did. You played them. Hell, you may have been drunk, but you had a skill that they were not ready for. And you showed them not to underestimate a woman. A powerful one at that.

“Did you just-”

“Prove you wrong?” you finished for him as you walked over and stood next to Steve only a mere foot between you two. “Yes, I actually proved a majority of you wrong,” you grinned. “I could tell you didn’t think I could do it, and when that happens,” you shrugged before putting your hands behind your back. “Well things like that happen,” you nodded back to the target without looking.

“Right. So you played me?” Tony said.

“If that’s how you want to look at it,” you shrugged.

Tony huffed a laugh looking down. “Well!” he said clapping his hand and walking to the door. “I think we all need a drink after that.”

You giggled, and everyone started following Tony out, all muttering to themselves about the surprising scene that they just watched. Steve and you were the last to leave, and as you started walking, you paused grabbing Steve’s arm who was right next to you.

“Mind being my balance beam on the way up. I can’t seem to walk straight after Tony’s drinks,” you laughed.

He quickly extended his arm, and you hooked your hand through it slightly leaning on him for support.

“You sure about that? You seemed to have your balance two seconds ago,” he laughed with you.

“Maybe, but also this gives me a chance to hold onto Captain America. I couldn’t pass up the opportunity,” you said with a flirty smile.

Steve blushed at the comment and chuckled under his breath as he started guiding you back up stairs.

“Tell me about yourself Steve,” you said randomly as the both of you walked at a slow speed taking your time.

“What?” he said surprised.

“Anything. I feel like I’ve been spilling my guts out about my life to everyone tonight, and I don’t even know anything about you all.”

“Well, you said you watch the news?” he asked looking at you, and you nodded looking ahead. “Then you know about me pretty much. I feel like my story is already out there,” he said in almost a sadden tone.

You turned your head with an empathetic look.

“That’s not true.”

“How so?” he said looking into those big y/e/c eyes.

“That’s just a piece of who you are. Just like I’m one of the youngest female scientist in my field is a piece of who I am. If you can tell from tonight, that’s not all that I am. I have a few tricks up my sleeve.”

“That you do,” he laughed. Oh, how you loved the sound of that deep laugh.

“So, tell me one of your tricks.”

“I guess you could say I’m still trying to figure them out. My life has been just constant fighting. Ever since I got the serum I’ve just been part of a war. Defending those who can’t defend themselves,” he shrugged not sure what else to talk about. “Then I woke up, 70 years later, and-” he paused. “More wars and fights still needed to be fought. So… I fought.”

You looked up at him with a sad look. He really had thought that that was all there was to life. He hadn’t been able to live it really ever since the 40’s.

“Ok, what about hobbies? You must have some of those?” You both paused just right outside the Den wanting a few more minutes to yourself.

“Hobbies?”

“You know besides, the kicking and punching bad guys. How do you spend your nights off?”

“Training I guess?”

“Steve, come on. There has to be something else.”

He paused looking at your pleading eyes for more knowledge on him. You really did want to help him see more than just the good fight he had been a part of.

“Um, I guess drawing. I like drawing.” he shrugged as he turned to you.

“Drawing?” you asked looking down with a smile. You remember a certain someone telling you about that. “You any good at it?” you said looking up.

“I mean it’s not professional, but it’s uh, it’s not bad.” he rubbed the back of his neck.

“I would like to see them sometime,” you smiled making him look back up.

“What?”

“Maybe you can bring them on our coffee date.” you said confidently.

“Really?”

“Don’t act so surprised Steve. I would love to go out with you sometime,” you said bringing your hands back in front of you, and folding them.

“I would love that too,” he said shyly.

“Perfect. It’s a date. I assume Tony can help you find a way to contact me,” you winked before walking back to the group.

Steve let out a breath as he watched you walk off with ease. Were you even drunk? You weren’t walking or acting like it anymore? With the amount of alcohol Tony gave you, any woman your size, no matter her tolerance, shouldn’t be acting this put together.

“Who are you Rosalyn Ember? Who are you really?” Steve asked as he watched and slowly made his way back to the group.

Chapter 10

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