[center][img]http://vignette3.wikia.nocookie.net/psnplatinum/images/9/93/Captain_America_SS_logo.png/revision/latest?cb=20131129021953[/img][/center][right]Metropolis, End of the day[/right]
Super Soldier he might be, but Steve was still tired. He had been staring at reports and watching replays of old battles all day. Apart from the tussle with Creel and lunch. Zee was yawning near him which set him off. The two exchanged tired smiles. Soon they would be relieved by either one of the other Leaguers or one of Lex's staff. They'd monitor the feeds and make sure the call was sent out if anything major was going down.

At least the situation in Coast City was sorted. Steve knew Carol was still running down loose ends. Namely, the Brotherhood's reasoning. If there was something bigger going on behind the scenes she'd find out. Flash would remain in Coast City. And who knew what the others were really up to because they hadn't checked in with anything new. Which was completely their prerogative. 

Zatanna's expectant eyes were on him. He forced down another yawn unsuccessfully. "[color=7ea7d8]As soon as our relief shows up we'll be good to go.[/color]"

"Good." Zatanna grunted. "I'm so tired I could take a nap right here."

Steve chuckled a little at her words and silence resumed. Steve quietly closed his programs on the screens and shut down his computer. According to Lex he didn't have to save electricity anymore, but it just felt wasteful to leave things running while no one was using them. Some might call his tendencies outdated and Steve was fine with that. He grew up in a different time. He wasn't going to turn his back on it. 

When their relief appeared the two heroes departed. Zatanna drove her car off and Steve his bike. With the generous salary Lex paid Steve was able to afford a nice flat on the outskirts of Metropolis. It wasn't Brooklyn, but it was a good place. Steve pulled into the parking garage and turned off his bike. He froze for a moment as a shadow detached itself from the darkness.

Steve's hand reached back for his shield as the figure advanced.

"[color=7ea7d8]Hawkeye.[/color]"

Steve was rewarded with a sloppy salute as his statement was correct. The man was still dressed in his garish costume, making it a wonder he was able to hide in the shadows at all.

"[color=mediumpurple]Captain.[/color]" Hawkeye greeted. 

Steve dismounted and pocketed his keys. "[color=7ea7d8]Let me guess. This is about what you said earlier.[/color]" It had been on his mind. Implying that Lex was dirty or at least not on the side of angels. As the modern day vernacular would put it. Steve didn't quite feel like Hawkeye had much of a leg to stand on from what he had seen. But with the other man's appearance maybe there was something. Something he hadn't want to say in public. Or in front of Superman. Something that warranted Hawkeye tracking down Steve's flat and ambushing him.

There was a slight pause from the other man before he smile and spread his hands in a [i]what can you do?[/i] gesture. "[color=mediumpurple]You think we could talk somewhere private?[/color]"

Steve sighed and nodded. "[color=7ea7d8]Sure.[/color]" He lead the way to his floor. He let Hawkeye in first, followed and closed the door behind them.