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Setting herself and Steve up actually turned out to be easier than usual. As a fugitive on the run from the US military, she didn't often have the luxury of picking locations that would be friendly to a woman traveling alone. Before she'd been on the run too long, she managed to pick up a ring that would pass as a wedding ring if needed. With Steve, she didn't just have a ring, she had a fake husband - which, for once, made it somewhat easier to find a place to stay.

It took barely a week for their current home to gain a set of jury-rigged laboratory equipment to continue her research into ways to cure - or, failing that, destroy - it. At the moment, she was mostly playing catch-up, adding newer findings to the worn notebook that served as a repository of information, something that she could visualize. When Steve entered the room, she smiled and quickly shut the book before he could see the heading of the section she was updating (termination(?)). "Morning."

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[justakidfrombrklyn]

He heads right to the bar and puts in the order, returning a moment later to slip into her side of the booth and put his arm around her.

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After a moment, she tentatively leaned into his side a little. "Sorry," she said again, because there didn't seem to be anything else to say.

[justakidfrombrklyn]

He shook his head firmly.

"I want you to enjoy your dinner. No apology necessary."

[incrediblebanner]

She shrugged and offered him a tiny grin. "I apologize a lot sometimes. Sorry."

[justakidfrombrklyn]

He leaned down and kissed her cheek.

"Apologizing for apologizing?"

He kissed her again.

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"I'm sorry for that, too," she said, poker-faced.

[justakidfrombrklyn]

"You're much better than sorry," he said before leaning up to kiss her forehead.

"Food should be done in about ten minutes."

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She frowned somewhat theatrically. "So that makes me... deeply regretful?"

[justakidfrombrklyn]

"But never regrettable," he said with a bright lilt to his voice.

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She snorted. "You may change your mind on that."

[justakidfrombrklyn]

He shook his head firmly.

"Never."

[incrediblebanner]

"Never's a long time."

[justakidfrombrklyn]

"Already made about seventy years past when I ever thought I would, but I'm not really worried aboutit."

He pressed another kiss to her temple before getting up to take the bag from the bartender. They'd packed up everything.

"Ready to go?"

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"Still a long time for you to change your mind," she said quietly, not really trying to get him to hear her after he stood up.

When he came back with their bag, she smiled again. "Yes. Please."

[justakidfrombrklyn]

He nodded and offered his arm to her.

"Come on, then. Wanna get home before the food's cold."