The moment of them close to each other, and kissing each other passionately was something Steve very much enjoyed. But he still had that constant nagging in the back of his head. Why was he pretending everything was okay when a killer was still out. How could he spend time with Sharon when he couldn't stop the guy who hurt her? He's complaining about being useless, yet he could be helping S.H.I.E.L.D. repair and move in to Stark Tower! He wanted to very much be with Sharon right now, but he couldn't help but think that he shouldn't. He was glad that she didn't pick it up in his facial expression, because just as she was about to speak her stomach rumbled. He smiled and laughed a bit, putting his hand up to her now red cheek. 

"How about I run by Ray's real quick?" He gave her a light kiss on her forehead, looking at her wounded arm for a second before getting up. "In my apartment I have a bottle of wine from 1942. Pizza and wine is some high end eating here in the Big Apple... and after today, we could use a drink." Steve said with a small smile and nod, giving her the okay to go through his apartment. Out of the few weeks they spent with each other, it was rare for them to be in his place. It wasn't that he didn't trust her, or thought she might snoop around, it was just her place felt more... lived in.

He gave her one last kiss before walking out of the apartment, and in to the cold New York night. 

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The drive to the place was refreshing. The night was illuminated with the skyscrapers, he could still hear sirens, and construction underway a few blocks from here at SHIELD HQ. He bought his pizzas, and was walking back to his motorcycle when his phone rang. Balancing the pies with one hand, he pulled his phone out of his pocket. "Hello?"

"Glad to see you haven't forgotten how to use this."

"Stark?"

"Hey, i'm calling to ask a question. Do you want your room decked out in Red White and Blue, or Army Green? Jarvis and I couldn't decide on which one you'd like--"

"What are you talking about?"

"Director Fury has a nice little surprise for all of... Us tomorrow." He used the word [I]Us[/I] were potentially. It could have only meant one thing. "I don't plan on living in the tower--?" 

"Hey, he said it wasn't final decision... but just in case New York once again goes to shit, and we have to stick together... he just thought everyone should get their own little place in my Mansion." Stark said casually. "Oh, Fury also wanted me to tell you that you need to get up bright and early. he might have a lead for you... Hey, do you know if Miss Carter would like a joined room with mine, or--"

Steve turned off the phone, and got on to his motorcycle yet again, and took off for the apartments. he arrived minutes later, knocking lightly on Sharon's door, pizzas in hand, starting to feel the fact that he hadn't eaten in hours as well.