Unnatural love is back for everyone who was wondering where it went. I didn't know what to do with this story until I saw Infinity war and became inspired. I changed a few things about Casey and no one died, because I'm still mad that they did. Anyway, enjoy!

Steve couldn't believe that he let Natasha talk him into going to a club. He had just gotten back from being in hiding. After he once again helped save the world for an attacker that no one would ever be prepared for. The United Nations tore up the Sokovia Accords and everyone who didn't sign received a pardon. There were two Avengers who received the most deserving pardon there was. Bucky and Wanda. Wanda was granted to become a full fledged American citizen. But she had different plans, having dual citizenship in both Sokovia and America. Not wanting to forget her roots about the country that raised her. While Bucky was the only person in control of his mind, for once and for all. He later received a formal Military ceremony to receive his Purple Heart, Medal of Honor, and Distinguished Service Cross. The same medals Steve received when he was fawed from the ice. Now Steve and Tony took Clint's advice and retired.

Sighing softly, Steve looked up from his spot by the bar and found Natasha dancing with a man, who looked like he rolled around in shiny light brown paint. Rolling his eyes at his friend's antics, he knew that she could protect herself. Honestly, she could kill him five different ways with her pinky toe. If he got oo hands-y for her. So instead of breaking them up and pretending to be a jealous boyfriend until she gave him the signal, Steve ordered another beer. Then out of nowhere, he felt a pair of arms wrap around his middle. Thinking it was Natasha, he didn't tense up like he normally would. This was their getaway plan.

"Hi, honey." A female voice that was definitely not Natasha's said. Tensing up slightly, Steve turned around to face the woman whose hands now resided on his hips. No, she was definitely not Natasha. He read her lips saying 'Play along.' And Steve got the gist that she was trying to get away from someone. Well, it looked like he had to be someone's fake boyfriend tonight.

Wrapping his arm around her neck, Steve smiled softly. Taking in her blonde hair that was curled and braided to the side. She was wearing a short black romper with high heeled boots that made her almost reach the top of his chin. He knew that he was checking her out, but the guy following her needed to know that she wasn't put on the earth for him. "I was wondering when you were going to get here. I thought you stood me up."

"Oh, you know I would never stand you up." She said innocently, reaching her hand up to cup his face. Steve could feel his face tingle, the moment she touched his skin. "You are much to handsome to do something like that too." Looking back behind her quickly, she noticed the guy who was trailing her was gone. Unwrapping herself from Steve, both missing the heat the other was giving off. She gave him a small smile. "Thanks for that. I'm Casey."

"Steve." With a nod of his head, he pushed his drink towards her. "You look like you need it more than I do."

"Thank you." Taking a swig of the beer, she looked around to see her friend's waving her over. "I'll see you around. Thanks for the beer and pretending to be my boyfriend. I don't know what I can do to repay you."

"Not a problem. See you around." He said as she walked away and Natasha replaced Casey's spot. Something Steve wasn't happy about. Natasha didn't need to know he was kicking himself for not getting Casey's number. Or even her last name. "You ready to go now? I talked to a woman."

"Yes, we can go now." Natasha said with a roll of her eyes. She was glad that they could finally leave, she thought to set him up ever since they met, but he wouldn't go for any of her suggestions. So now it was up to him, as long as she brought him to the right places. Steve didn't think a club was the right place to find a woman to settle down with, but Natasha never did say anything about settling down. She just wanted her friend to be happy. "Did you at least get her number this time?"

"No, I didn't have time. I did give her my beer." Steve said hailing a cab to take them back to their apartments.

"Well, that's a start."

Casey Montgomery hated going to clubs. She would much rather be under a blanket drinking a cup of hot chocolate and watching Netflix than at a club. But unfortunately for her, one of her best friends got dumped and needed a girl's night. An out on the town girl's night. Ever since half the world's population disappeared and reappeared Casey thought that breakups seemed meaningless. But she also knew that the world was trying to get back to what it was. At least the feelings of the people of Earth.

Which is how she found herself getting hit on by some guy who would never have a chance in hell with her. Not because he was ugly, no he was very attractive. But his personality was horrible, he thought he was the hottest person in this club. Trying to press up against her when she said no to going out on the dance floor with him. She had already found the hottest guy in the bar who was by himself. The perfect getaway. Running over to the tall blonde, muscular man, she wrapped her arms around his waist.

"Hi, honey." Casey said before he turned around in her arms. Taking a deep breath, Casey mouthed 'Play along.' Hoping he knew how to read lips and there was enough light for him to see them move. And her good looks and southern accent was enough to make him seem somewhat interested.

Wrapping his strong arm around her neck, she smiled softly, he took the hint. "I was wondering when you going to get here. I thought you stood me up."

"Oh, I would never stand you up." She said innocently, reaching her hand up to cup his face. He had such amazing skin. It didn't even look like he had a pore. "You are much to handsome to do something like that too." Looking back behind her shoulder quickly, she noticed the guy who was trailing her was gone. Unwrapping herself away from Steve, she smiled softly at him. "Thanks for that. I'm Casey."

"Steve." With a nod of his head, he pushed his drink towards her. "You look like you need it more than I do."

"Thank you." Taking a swig of the beer, she looked around to see her friend's waving her over. "I'll see you around. Thanks for the beer and pretending to be my boyfriend. I don't know how I can ever repay you."

"Not a problem. See you around." He said as she walked away and a short blonde hair woman replaced her.

Hopefully, she didn't get him in trouble with his girlfriend. Looking back behind her she saw both of them laughing. Maybe she was just a friend. Those two very attractive people who are only friends with each other. Maybe she should have gotten his number along with the beer. She'll kick herself late bout that. Right now she had a best friend to cheer up.

"I'm coming y'all."

"Who was that blonde guy at the club?" Her friend, Lydia asked in the morning. All the girls crashed at Casey's apartment after the clubs. Being the one who lived closest to their favorite bar scene it was a much shorter walk in high heels. And they didn't have to cram into a taxi cab. Casey had always been the mom of the group since college. She was the one who would pull everyone away when they needed to head home before there was a one night stand they would regret or a sick night they would regret. Even though Casey would drink and take just as many shots as the rest of the girls, she never got sick or hungover the next morning. Something the other girls didn't understand. Casey would always say it was in her blood. She was southern after all.

Shrugging her shoulders, Casey handed her a plate of pancakes. "His name is Steve. He saved me from some jackass at the bar."

"He looked hot as hell." Avery, the who's boyfriend broke up with her the night before, said. "I would so have rebound sex with him."

"Raising her eyebrow at her friend. "You would have rebound sex with anyone who looks in your general direction."

"True, but with him, I would so enjoy it much more." Charlie said wiggling her eyebrows as Casey dumped the rest of her coffee in her travel mug. "Why are you all dressed already?"

"Cause some people still have the work on the weekends. Not all of us are teachers or bankers." The feisty blonde said grabbing her scrubs and shoving them into her backpack. "Just lock up before you leave and maybe shower. I can still smell the alcohol on y'all."

"Bye mom!" The two girls yelled as Casey walked out her apartment door.

After her last long surgery of the day, Casey decided that she should get dinner before stopping at home. Stopping at the diner across the street from her apartment, she put in her usual dinner order. It was one of the only restaurants in New York City that she felt back at home. Knowing that it was going to take awhile, she looked around the small diner. And took notice of a familiar head of blonde hair sitting by the window. 'No way.' She thought as she walked closer to the man. And there he was, her knight in shining armor. Steve from the bar.

"Hi." Standing next to his table, she waited for him to set down his newspaper. It brought a smile to her face, reminding her once again of home. Coming from a small town in Tennessee, they still had a newsstand where you could get your daily newspaper. And the shocked look on his face made her smile even greater.

"Casey, right?" Steve said setting down his paper. Watching her nod her head, he motioned her to sit across from him.

Taking a seat, Casey replied. "That would be me. I can't believe we ran into each other again. Within 24 hours, no less. And they say this is such a big city."

"It's nice to see you again." Steve smiled, forgetting about the newspaper he was holding. Her smile was just as captivating as it was last night. "Without the dark lighting and loud music."

"Not a fan of clubs either?"

"Whatever happened to real dancing? And real music?"

"If I knew I would tell you." Casey smiled at the waitress who handed her the to-go bag. "Well, it was nice seeing you again. I would stay and talk but I had a really long shift at the hospital. And I just want to eat, shower and go to bed."

"Not a problem." Steve said understandingly, he could tell she was tired by looking into her blue eyes. Blue eyes that almost rivaled his own. "Um but before I forget to ask and kick myself again. Do you want to get a cup of coffee sometime?"

Bitting the inside of her cheek, Casey nodded her head. "I would like that. I have a late start on Tuesday. 10 o'clock okay with you?"

"10 on Tuesday sounds perfect." Steve said with a genuine smile on his face. And the smile became larger when Casey handed him a napkin with her number on it. "I'll call you."

"Perfect. There's a nice coffee shop across the street from the hospital I work at. That way I won't have to rush to get to work."

"Completely understandable. You have to save lives."

"That I do."

"He asked you out on a date?" Lydia asked after Casey got home. Apparently, Lydia and Charlie decided that they didn't want to go back to their own apartments. Charlie's ex was moving his stuff out of the apartment today and Lydia decided to keep her company at Casey's apartment. Eating her food and watching her TV. When Casey got home, her two friends were watching Once Upon a Time and eating Ben and Jerry's ice cream.

"Coffee. He asked me out for coffee." Casey said with an eye roll. "Not a date."

"Coffee is a date. The get to know your date, before going out on a real one. Making sure you have anything in common before maybe starting a relationship with each other. Something Brian and I should have done or else we would have known not to move in with each other or you know start a relationship." Charlie said with tears in her eyes as she looked at her best friend since college with a smile to join. "Are you going to go?"

"Yes, I am." Casey said with a smile on her face, knowing Charlie wouldn't want her not to go when she was upset. "He seems like such a nice guy and he's so cute. Hopefully, there is some kind of spark."

"Well when you two were pretending to be a couple, you looked perfect for each other." Lydia said with a smile of her own resting on her lips. This was the first time since college that Casey had any interest in something other than medicine. And she couldn't have been happier. "At least I think you did. I drank a lot."

"That you did." Casey said patting both of her friend's knees. "Get out of my apartment so I can go to bed. I love you both, but neither of you know how to shut up."

"Wow, love you too Casey." The two offended friends said before giving her a hug. "Call us after the coffee date. We want to know everything. From hello to goodbye."

"I will. You know I will."

"So you saw her again? Who would have thunk that you would see the same girl in the same city, only a couple blocks away from the bar we went too." Natasha said leaning against the countertop at the Avengers Compound. The team was getting ready for team dinner and Steve and Natasha were on cooking duty. Even though he was retired, he still liked to meet with the team every once in awhile to check up. They were his family after all.

"I might have gone back to that area to see if I would get lucky." Steve mumbled as he drained the pasta noodles. He knew most New Yorkers would go places in the same neighborhood they lived in. He just hoped Casey was one of them.

Rolling her green eyes, Natasha pulled out the garlic bread from the over. "And what happened?"

"I asked her to go out for coffee."

"And?" Slapping his arm slightly, mad that he was keeping close to his chest. "Come on Rogers, tell me what happened."

"She said yes." He said with a goofy grin on his face. "We are meeting up on Tuesday before her shift at the hospital."

"That's awesome." She said as the rest of the team walked into the kitchen.

"What's awesome? Me? Yeah, I know." Tony said as he helped himself to a glass of scotch. "Cap doesn't do anything awesome. He's the old man of the group. Historically not awesome."

"It's none of your business anyway, Stark." Steve said pointedly as he passed the billionaire to the table. "And besides Buck is two months older than me."