Date: Sun, 20 Jan 2013 02:21:42 -0500
From: Mike XD <uberjedi12@hotmail.com>
Subject: Chapter 5 - Avengers

No copyright infringement intended, just a fun story I wrote about the
movie "The Avengers" ... Whether or not my character portrayal is accurate,
these stories are intended for adults (or curious teens who are, of course,
of legal consenting age)... if you don't like men having sex... why the
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being made so no copyright infringement is being done.  This story is
fiction and is not intended to imply anything about the true sexuality of
the celebrities mentioned or any personal knowledge about their private
lives. Copywright belongs to Marvel Comics. If you have not read my
previous works and like this one, check out "Chuck," "Merlin," or "Psych"
in the Celebrities section. Have fun reading!

(Author's note = A/N ) Please RE-READ MY CELEBRITY sexuality clause that I
will repost just so I cannot be sued by anyone... and remember that this is
JUST A STORY! This story is fiction and is not intended to imply anything
about the true sexuality of the celebrities mentioned or any personal
knowledge about their private lives.

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"Phil I'm..." He was embarassed for his fuse being so short. Phil just
smiled between kisses and said, "Steve. It's all right." Steve was trying
to hold back the wave of pleasure, but in the end, the battle was
futile. Phil's hand had just reached the tip of his cock when he felt the
pleasure rush through his body. His cock jerked and Phil felt warm cum
spill on to his hand. Phil released his hold on Steve's cock, tucked his
cock back into his boxers and pants, zipping and rebuckling him. His
childhood hero, and current lover, slowly moved off the bed and sat back in
the chair, he looked tired but he moved over to Phil's waist and said, "My
turn." Phil nearly came then. But managed to last long enough for Steve to
take his cock into his hands. Just the sight of the man he had admired his
whole life being his partner and jerking him off was too much and as he
came, he sat up and kissed Steve on the lips. "Thank you Steve." "Thank
YOU, Phil." Phil said, "I'm glad you like kissing, because I forsee much
more in our future." Steve smiled and said, "Good... cause I haven't kissed
someone in about 70 years."


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	Phil had insisted on them maintaining public discretion due to the
two men being both publicly scrutinized figures. But as soon as the men
entered their apartments, they held hands, put on a record and danced to
classic music from the thirties and fourties. Phil had become accustomed to
watching a movie with Steve, catching the hero up with current trends and
helping him to adjust to life in the era of technology. Every time Steve's
face lit with understanding when he mastered a new aspect of "life in the
future," Phil smiled and felt wonderful. The two men were discrete in
public, neither drawing attention to themselves.

	As Coulson talked with Steve during their evenings, he found
something that had given him pause. Coulson had asked about Steve's life
before the crash. Steve had talked about his military career with a look of
remembrance. Then he began to talk about Peggy, the woman he had loved
before he had crashed into the ocean. Coulson listened as Steve talked
about her for more than an hour. Phil could tell how much she had meant to
the captain. Phil began to doubt if Steve was even truly interested in him,
so far the two men had only been holding hands, even around the
apartment. Agent Coulson had understood the hero's apprehension to the
relationship. Even still, thought Phil, I wish we could kiss more soon.

	Even worse were the dreams that were beginning to run through the
SHIELD agent's mind during his sleep. He would be talking with Steve and a
sudden impulse would come over him to kiss the man. He leaned forward and
Steve immediately pulled away, his face a mask of confusion and
surprise. 'Agent Coulson, what are you doing!?' his voice was strained and
he looked uncomfortable. Coulson felt himself flush with embarrassment,
'I...' he couldn't even find words. Steve said, 'I... um... I don't think
of you like that Agent Coulson and in my time, those kind of... feelings
were not appreciated by other men. Please don't do that again.' His voice
was firm and his eyes seemed colder than Phil had ever seen them. Phil
stammered out ' Y-yes, Steve.' Steve glared at him, 'Call me Captain
America, not Steve.'

	Every time Phil had this dream he woke in a cold sweat and his
heart hammered in his chest. The next day, Phil would always wonder if
Steve was really attracted to him, especially after having talked with
Captain America about Peggy. Phil would go through the day of work, he had
finally been returned to the SHIELD station to work on mountains of
paperwork. Fury had imformed him that he knew about the relationship
between the two men. He told Coulson that if his work ethic fell by the
wayside that he would make Phil's life harder. Coulson, who did not know
how Fury knew, nodded as he visibly paled. Fury then dismissed him, seconds
before the door closed Phil swore he heard Director Fury say,
"Congratulations Coulson."

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	Weeks had gone by and Coulson still felt as though Captain America
was still in love with Peggy from before he was frozen. Coulson had
researched Peggy one day on the SHIELD database and had discovered that she
had passed away some time ago, had married and had children. Phil didn't
want to tell Steve for fear of his reaction and so he held his tongue. But
it seemed to Agent Coulson that Captain America was preoccupied with
Peggy. Coulson couldn't help but feel sad about the situation, but at the
same time, he felt responsible too.

	Steve and Phil had agreed to go out for dinner on the town one
night. Phil had asked Colonel Fury if he needed to maintain his appearance
as the French diplomat. Fury said yes, it would be too risky to have him
vanish after a couple of months. It would make Tony suspiscious and he
would draw public attention to the situation. So while out at a small
diner, Agent Coulson had to maintain his French identity. The waitress, who
Captain America had saved during the Chitauri attack was their server and
was super attentive as soon as they came into the cafe. She looked from one
person to the other, ony just recognizing Steve Rogers as Captain
America. Steve put his finger to his lips in a 'shhhhh' motion and the
waitress nodded. She led them to a corner table away from prying eyes and
said softly, "It's such a pleasure to have you here Captain America!  And
who is this gentleman? *quickly* oh wait! Can I ask that?" Steve smiled and
said, "Of course you can. *turning to Phil* Jean-Phillipe, would you like
to introduce yourself?" Phil smiled at the waitress and said,
"Jean-Phillipe, ambassador for ze rebuilding of man'attan. Oooo are you?"
The woman laughed and said, "I'm Allie. Ravie de faire votre conaissance!"
(It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance!) "Eh bien? Vous parlez
francais?" (You speak French?) "Bien sur! J'apprendais la langue pendant
mes etudes universitaires. Comment connaissez-vous monsieur 'le capitain
America?'" (Of course! I learned it during my college studies. How do you
know Captain America?) "Euh... il va vous dire cela." (Uhhh... he'll tell
you) Allie gave a small laugh. Steve looked uncomfortable. "What just
happened?" Allie laughed harder. "Nothing... so Captain, how do you know
Jean-Phillipe?" Steve saw the look that Phil gave him, it said, 'I didn't
say. You decide.' Steve motioned her closer, she complied, her eyes
becoming wide. "Can you keep a secret Allie?" Allie nodded
emphatically. "You have to promise me... it's very secret." Her eyes got
even wider. "I promise, Captain America." Steve looked at Phil, who nodded
as if to say, 'she's trustworthy.' "We are here on a date." Allie's
expression went from shock, to happiness, to a smile. "Oooookay. I see. I
didn't take you as the type. Either of you for that matter. Well
Jean-Phillipe, know that you are probably the most envied man in the entire
female, and 10% of the male world... possibly more." Phil smiled. Allie
then switched into waitress mode and said, "What'll y'all have?" Steve and
Phil ordered their meal and talked with each other quietly until it
arrived. Allie studied the two men while they talked and ate. They seemed
to have feelings for one another, but neither seemed to be initiating any
contact. In this restaurant, thought Allie, there's enough discretion to
hide a kiss. Allie made eye contact with Captain America and she tilted her
head to Jean-Phillipe, mouthing 'kiss him!' Steve blushed and turned to
Phil. He stared into Phil's eyes for a moment and gave him a quick, chaste
kiss on the mouth. Phil smiled wide and looked around. Allie rolled her
eyes in exasperation... well, it was better than nothing.

	The two men were walking home when they turned to a street not even
two blocks from their respective apartments. Captain America gently held
Phil's shoulder and pulled him in for a hug, before giving him a small kiss
on the forehead. "Thank you for a wonderful dinner Phil!" Just as Phil was
about to respond a harsh voice cut in. "Hey faggots! God's already gonna
smite you dead, might as well just finish the job yourselves." A man, who
was heavily inebriated walked towards them, swaying in the breeze. Phil
moved himself out of Steve's grasp just as he felt the large man
stiffen. "Especially you! *points at Coulson* Your the woman in this
relationship. It's a sin to be a woman with a man!" As if he wasn't stupid
enough, thought Coulson, now he can't even make a coherent sentence. The
man staggered towards Coulson and said, "If your man wasn't here... I'd
teach you what for! I kick your faggy ass until you bled out in the middle
of the street. Oh hell... you faggots don't fight anyhow. Might as well
give your man a view into what his future will be like if he doesn't give
up his sinful ways. *rounds on Coulson* You aren't worth saving. The
poisons spread too deep." The man closed the distance and swung his first
into Coulsons face. Coulson reacted too slow, he lessened the blow but
still fell from the force. He got up quickly and saw that Steve had tried
to intervene, knocking over the man.

	Steve was crouched over the man, his face flushed with rage. "If
you EVER touch him again I will end you! He is worth six of you!" "Of
course the fag would defend his bitch... or are you the -" *WHAM* Steve
Rogers moderated his punch, but still managed to break the man's nose. As
the man lay bleeding on the pavement a crowd began to form. Agent Coulson
tugged on Steve's sleeve. "Steve... we need to get out of here. NOW!" Steve
glared at the man and said, "One word... and they'll never find the rest of
you."  Before walking towards Coulson. Agent Coulson, who looked sad said
nothing but began to beat a hasty retreat to his apartment. "You didn't
have to-" "Yes I did." Coulson said nothing but continued to walk in
silence.

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A week had passed since the incident and Steve had noticed that Agent Phil
Coulson had been mysteriously absent from the social functions that
Jean-Phillipe was supposed to be attending. Director Fury had talked with
Steve about Phil's need to maintain the facade. Surprisingly, Fury had been
okay with the couple when Steve admitted to having a relationship with the
SHIELD agent. Steve suspected he already knew through various underhanded
ways. Fury had only said that if Phil's work suffered, then so would
Steve. Steve had began to wonder if he had irritated Fury somehow and was
making Phil work late shifts every night. It hadn't helped that Tony Stark
was constantly prodding Steve to go public with the relationship. He had
apologized to Steve for his behavior and what he said when Jean-Phillipe
had been in the Hospital. Now he wanted to help Steve to publicize his
relationship to show that the US foreign policy had a new
ambassador. "Yeah... I can see the newspapers and the "tweeter" handling my
relationship with Phil... Jean-Phillipe well." Stark just laughed, "Well at
least the headline won't read, 'Captain America - Queen from Queens.'"
"I'm from Brooklyn originally..." Stark rolled his eyes, "Whatever."

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Cold. Everywhere. And an eerie silence. Nothing moved or stirred in the
wreckage of the plane that had belonged to Red Skull. He remembered the
impact, being thrown violently into the steering column and feeling his
muscles clench. He felt the wind blow through the enormous hole in the
bridge of the ship. Soon he saw water rising slowly, he felt tired. He was
sure he was going to die, his heart rate slowed and he felt his
consciousness ebb away. His last thought was of Peggy, the woman with whom
he had a date next week. Stay safe. I love you...

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Steve woke from the nightmare in a cold sweat, he hated the cold. He
couldn't believe how much he hated it. He reached down to grab an extra
blanket from the floor of his apartment, only to realize he had none. He
stood and quickly made his way to the closet, grabbing an extra blanket and
pajamas. He hated the cold. He remembered the last time he hadn't woken up
with the nightmare... it was when Coulson and I... Steve Rogers blushed
crimson in the night. He felt a pang of guilt rush him as he sat down on
the bed. He had failed Peggy, she had died some twenty years ago,
peacefully. She had married and had three children who were now
grown. Steve felt his heart ache as he realized, it seemed like yesterday
when he had told her how special she was.

Now he was with Phil. The minute Steve Rogers had met Phil, and they had
had an awkward conversation about Steve's sleeping habits and Coulson's
unhealthy obsession with trading cards and watching Steve sleep, Steve had
felt his heart reach out to the agent. He wanted to tell him how flattered
he was and how much he wanted to get to know him. He had also felt the
crushing weight of despair, having lost his first love and never having
done more than told her. When Loki had stabbed Phil, Steve couldn't
breathe... couldn't see... couldn't function. Now Coulson was back and
Steve had taken the first step with him. It felt good... but then why did
Steve have a nagging feeling he was missing something? Coulson seemed to be
avoiding him and when they spoke, the agent, although extremely talented at
being non-emotional, left Steve with a look of sadness that Captain America
couldn't fathom. Why is he sad? Thought Steve.

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	Steve had returned to his apartment from a long day. He had been
fighting off a very pissed-off Doctor Doom, who had somehow managed to
absorb the power of Johnny Storm and was using it to melt large portions of
New York City. The fight had lasted eight hours before Steve had come up
with a solution to return the young man's powers and stop the evil dictator
of Latveria. After doom had been incapacitated, he was taken by the
fantastic four to be put into a 'proper prison' as reed had called
it. Captain America had returned home and had just finished eating four
sandwiches Agent Coulson had made for him for his lunch. Suddenly, he felt
a presence behind him, he heard a soft, "Hello Steve..."

	"What the hell?" Steve blurted out after hearing the woman's
voice. He turned his head, searching his apartment for the source of the
mysterious stranger. She was gently sitting on a coffee table, her eyes
were white and she was dressed in nearly opaque white silk. "Where did you
come from and what the hell are you doing here?" He felt annoyed that this
woman had breached the security of his home. He stood and walked towards
her. She put one hand out as if to stop Steve. Steve felt his feet root to
the spot. "Do not be afraid... *seeing his expression* or irritated,
Stephen. I am here to offer you some help." Her voice seemed to trail off
at every sentence, as if she had all of the time in the world. The voice
was calming. She stared into Steve's eyes and said, "I wish to send you
back." Steve felt his jaw drop, "Back where?" He said tentatively. "To your
own time... when you were robbed of something... precious." Her voice
seemed to be bittersweet and Steve felt his heart tug, he couldn't seem to
steady his own voice, "P-peggy?" The woman nodded. "You wish to tell her
all. I can give you this one chance to do so. You must take Agent Coulson
back with you. He will be integral in your potential future... But first I
must ask, do you wish to return to the ninteen-fourties?" Steve felt his
legs shake with nervousness and anticipation. "Yes." His voice was firm but
he felt his heart race at the thought.

	The woman placed her hands in front of Steve and she traced a
circle of sparkling light. Steve peered through the circle and saw the army
base he had communicated with just before his crash. This was when I
decided to go on that final mission. As Steve stepped through the portal he
heard a sound come from behind him, Coulson had apparently been teleported
to the same time as Steve Rogers. Their clothes were the same as the
present day. Coulson blended in with the business crowd and Captain
America... well he was Captain America. Steve turned to Phil and said,
"I've been given a second chance to... to make thing right." Phil looked
astounded and was about to turn to the portal and return to his time when
the woman appeared. She spoke quiet words with Phil for a moment and Phil
looked over at Captain America. The sad look was in his eyes again, but he
turned back to the woman and nodded. She placed her hand on Phil and he
vanished.

	"Wait! Where did you send him!?" Steve panicked. She could have
done anything to him. "He made a choice to change an event... he must do so
carefully and does not want you to follow. He will see you soon. But now,
you must walk this path alone. For it is a private path that Phil felt you
must explore without his guidance. Go, Steve. This is your one chance to
live whatever life you choose." She reached her hand out and gave Steve a
pocket watch. "Wind this once to go backward one day. Rub the outside to
call me to you. The chosen path will reveal itself in the picture in the
watch. Use this wisely Steve Rogers. It will only work while you choose
your path. Once your path has been chosen, the watch will be just a watch."
Her body seemed to fade into the background.

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A/N Please be sure to comment, even if you hate it/love it/ate cookies this
morning/just had sex... whatever.


Hello Nifty-ers! If you don't already know me... I have three other series
on Nifty "Psych," Merlin," and "Chuck." If you want to get a feel for my
writing style try those! More updates soon on this story. Bear with me some
weeks... my job can be stressful. This story will be Captain America and
Phil Coulson so if you don't like that... send me a request and I might
include it, or I might not. Either way you'll get an email from me. I also
write a lot during the night so my grammar is not at it's peak. Sorry for
the errors <- as a post-emptive strike. (pre-emptive for future chapters)
If you like this story please comment! If you hate it... COMMENT! This
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If you have questions about the French, shoot me an email.

-Mike XD