AN: Thank you all again for the love and support, and I hope you understand if this chapter isn't up to par. But, feel free to review it and tell me what you think of it, if you have any suggestions or anything.

"WRITING."

"SIGNING."

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I stared at my suitcase in foreboding. It had been a month since Bucky and Steve had begun taking care of me. Under their tender loving care, I had regained my health and had gotten through some of the issues that had plagued me relentlessly when I had been alone. I had never been happier than when I was in the arms of my soulmates. But now, the summer was coming to an end. And I had a choice to make.

I could stay in the Avengers tower with my soulmates, or I could go home. Go back to my normal life, outside the superheroes and the villains.

While everyone assumed I would be staying with my mates, I was hesitant for several reasons. For one, I was missing a bit of normalcy. Not that I didn't love my insane Avengers family, but it was also stressful. Every time I went out I had to deal with the stares and whispers. I knew what everyone thought of me: they thought I was just some fan girl that the Avengers were humoring. That I wasn't there for a reason, let alone that I was with two of the members. Even when I went out with Steve and Bucky, all I heard were scoffs of how I was just lucky they would even look my way. I had tried to ignore these cutting remarks at first, but they had worn me down. Though they were just words and opinions of people I would never know, they hurt. Being back at home, I could work at the shelter again and everything would be like clockwork. A little boring maybe, but at least I had a purpose there. Here everything was paid for by Tony, and I was starting to feel like a freeloader. Not that Tony minded of course, but I hated the feeling of being useless. I was going a bit stir crazy with the need to be able to go out and do something. It was just hard to get a job in a big city like this when you had even the slight disability of muteness. I was stumped as to what I should do. My heart was screaming at me that I had just gotten my soulmates, but my head was saying I needed some space to go out and be me. Both were right.

"What are you thinking about, sweetheart?" I started slightly as Steve silently snaked his arms around my waist, nuzzling his face into my hair. I leaned back into his chest with a sigh. Knowing the blow up was going to be coming, I braced myself while writing.

"I'm thinking about going home." Just as I predicted, he jerked slightly in surprise before whirling me around to face him.

"What?! Please tell me you're joking, Angel." At my serious expression he cursed quietly, his grip tightening on me as if afraid I would disappear right then and there. "No." I frowned at him, irritation pricking me at his tone.

"You can't order me to do anything."

"What's he trying to order you to do, doll. Do I need to teach him some manners?" Bucky joked as he walked in and caught my note, toweling off his hair after his shower. Sensing the tense atmosphere, he immediately sobered. "What's going on?"

"Angel wants to leave us." Steve whispered, in a voice so shattered that my heart broke a little.

"What? Why? Doll, have we done something wrong?" Bucky was immediately at my side, cupping my face in his hands.

"No! You two are the best soulmates a girl could ask for. As cliché as it sounds, it is really me, not you."

"Explain, Angel. We need a little more than that if you're expecting us to just let you walk out of our life without a fight." Bucky said. I sighed.

"I'm going stir crazy here! I know Tony would be happy to take care of me forever but I miss having a job, and it's hard to get one as a mute. And, as much as I love him, I DON'T want to work for Tony. I just miss being able to do normal people things, you know? I can't really do that when I'm cooped up here in the tower." Steve looked surprised.

"Angel, if you would have told us we would have helped you find a job. Buck and I need you here. We would miss you too much if you left." Steve gave me a lingering kiss, making my knees feel weak with the emotion he poured into it. I nipped at his lip and he groaned quietly, running his fingers up and down my arms. Bucky swiped the pad of paper and pen from me and tossed it to the ground before lifting me up and tossing me gently on the bed.

"I know a way we can convince you to stay." He growled and I gasped as he climbed over me, claiming my lips with his own in a fierce kiss. While we had become more and more explorative in our affections, we hadn't gotten intimate yet. But I was far from unwilling as Bucky trailed his fingers under my shirt, his cool metal arm and warm human one providing delicious contrast. His hands went further and further up my shirt until he reached my breasts…

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AN: I am really sorry. I tried. I did. But I just didn't feel comfortable writing so much smut. So just let your imagination run wild. Again, I apologize if this was what you were looking for, but this just isn't that kind of story apparently.

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I lay, naked, in Steve and Bucky's arms a couple hours later, completely sated. The two of them sandwiched me between them and they radiated heat, keeping me warm.

"So, did we convince you, doll?" I felt Bucky's voice rumble through me and I giggled, burying my face in his chest.

"Here, I'll grab the paper." I heard Steve mutter as he got out of bed, quickly returning. I smiled up at him and he gave me a kiss, short and sweet. I grabbed the pen.

"I still want a job. I can't keep living in the tower with nothing to do but have amazing sex with the best soulmates ever." The super soldiers chuckled at my words.

"We can help you find one, sweetheart. There's even an animal shelter nearby. I remember you saying that's where you worked before." I nodded, smiling. Of course Steve would remember such an inconsequential detail such as that.

"We'll go job surfing tomorrow. That is…if you're staying. You are staying, right Angel?" I heard the worry worm its way into Bucky's voice and I hated myself for placing it there. But I could have some fun with this. After a few moments of tense silence where I let them squirm, I smiled.

"I don't know. Maybe one more round of 'convincing' is in order." I laughed as they both sent me wicked grins.

"I think we can manage that. As long as it keep you by our side, doll, we'll 'convince' you whenever you want."

"Just stay with us, alright?" I heard Steve whisper into my ear, causing me to shiver. I nodded, giving him a happy kiss.

"I'm not going anywhere."

"Good. Because there's something Buck and I have been meaning to tell you."

"What's that?" With careful, slow movements, both Bucky and Steve began to sign.

"We love you, Angel."

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AN: And that's it! That's my story. My first fanfiction, complete! Oh, I told myself I wouldn't cry! I hope you all enjoyed reading this and enjoyed the ride. I hope I didn't disappoint anyone, though I'm sure I did when I jumped off the smut bandwagon. I, once again, apologize for that. But I am truly thankful for all that reviewed and it would mean the world to me if you reviewed this story one last time and told me how you felt about the ending. I hope you enjoyed this story as much as I enjoyed writing it.

For the last time (with this story at least), please R&R my lovelies.