On Your Left

Months after being cleared for mission duty, things were settling into a normal routine for Steve. He got up before dawn, his mind clearing of the dreams - (nightmares) - he usually didn't remember. Usually he went for a run. Even in downtown Manhattan there were places to go for a good run, and he was always back by eight on the dot for inspection and mission briefings, if there were any.

This week, he had been brought back to D.C. for the first time in a while. Pierce was entertaining some U.N. dignitaries, and wanted Captain America to have a presence. So this morning was the first time since before Insight that Steve had run the Mall.

He ran at his usual easy pace, and as the sun just began to touch the buildings, he came up behind an African American man who was running as well. "On your left," he said automatically as he got close.

Avengers Assemble

Not only had Tony taken him out of his cell and out of the building where he'd been trained for his new role as a HYDRA asset, but after the successful completion of his mission, he hadn't even been brought back to his cell.

The blood was dry on his face and uniform and the ice cream was just starting to get drippy by the time Tony piloted his personal quinjet onto the landing pad at the top of Avengers tower. Steve had seen the building going up, but before its completion, he had been captured.

"We...am I staying here?" he asked in awe, stepping out onto the landing pad and looking around the modern-looking building. He lifted the cone in his hand and licked a drip off before it actually could touch his fingers.