Steve dropped his head until it rested against Natasha's, his nose buried in her hair. It was awkward walking, but he needed the extra contact, "Wasn't faster. Got hurt. Wouldn't have been much use to you if there was more. And I made you scar.. Gotta be better next time for sure."

But she was alive now and cuddled against his chest, and that was good enough. Steve pulled in a deep breath, savoring her scent. Safe. For now.