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#like if cat was still around it’d be called ‘welcome back kiera’
appropriatelystupid · 3 years
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So we all agree that “welcome back, Kara” should definitely be read sarcastically because people outside the tower crew will definitely have things™️ to say about her absence??
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Daddy’s Little Hel: Kiera Rogers
ch4: Dawson’s Creek
The next two weeks were busy for the anomaly family, or the Dawsons, as they'd named themselves. First they went shopping for some clothes for Kiera and a mattress as well. Her closet was make shifted in the back room and while Steve's stack of gym mats bed was all the way in the dark back, Kiera's was right next to the window where she could see the night sky. They were getting ready for bed when they decided to get to know each other better.
"So, I can't imagine you've been on the streets your whole life." Steve asked her as he shut off the big lights.
"No, it's been three years. I hopped around foster care for a few years. Before that, I used to live with this lady. Well, she was my mom, my adoptive mom. She lived in a far off neighborhood where there were only one or two houses and people knew each other fairly well. She said she found me in a small wooden box buried deep deep in the snow, but I was bundled up pretty good. And the box looked like it was meant to carry me. So she took me in and she raised me, she homeschooled me. The neighbors were old people and they didn't have any *yawn* kids around, so I hung out with my mom a lot. But then one night mom left me with the neighbors to help someone she knew, and she never came back."
"I'm so sorry," Steve said and sat on the edge of her bed as she snuggled up under the blankets.
"Then there were people who came looking for me, but the Rickmans told them they didn't know me and they didn't give me to them. And then they put me in an *yawn* orphanage, which bounced me around a couple places, then I thought eff it you know, so *yawn*I ran away."
"You're a strong girl,"
"I know, I'm gonna go to sleep. Good night Steve."
"Good night, Cat."
"Super soldier," Kiera whispered back to him, annoyed at his new nickname for her.
Steve sat on her bed till she was fast asleep, and then kissed her head before he turned off the lights and went to bed himself.
Later in the week they went to a hardware store and picked up a few important tools for the remodeling. Kiera managed to convince local clothing stores to donate their old fitting room mirrors, which were put on the gym walls after Steve fixed them up a bit. The two also snuck into an abandoned construction site per Kiera's "orders" and picked up a few more construction material and machines and some paint.
Steve used the machines to fix up the front desk and the refreshment bar while Kiera painted murals on the wall of people exercising, sneaking in a super soldier. Steve secretly worked on fixing up the floors above the gym, making them more homey as a surprise for Kiera. The Friday of the second week, they were done and lay on the exercise machines drinking root beer.
"We fixed the place up good, didn't we?"
"Sure did. You learn to paint like that from-" Steve asked as he stared at the mural painted wall.
"My mom, yeah. She used to paint our house and the neighbors' houses too, and she'd let me help when I could." she gave a reply and drank her bottle.
"I see," Steve said and took a swing of his own drink when the doorbell rang.
"We don't open till next week," he looked at her.
"I'll go check it out," she finished her beer and swung off the machine,  fixing herself in the mirror before she opened the door to Lindsay and her family.
"Do I know you?" Kiera teased.
"Oh it's me, Lindsay!"
"I know! I'm just messing with you! Come on in. Steve! We got company." Kiera shouted over her back as Lindsay's family filed in.
"My family and I were walking through downtown and I thought it'd be nice to get you all introduced. If this is a bad time-"
"Not at all," Steve walked out from the gym room and shook hands with Lindsay's father. "Steve R-Dawson, welcome to our gym."
"Alan Witter. This is my wife Katie, you know Lindsay and these are her brothers Joey and Pacey."
"Very nice to meet you all. We just moved to this neighborhood, so it's good to get to know people."
"Lindsay said you were new, so we brought over some groceries and dinner." Katie said.
"Oh, you didn't have to-"
"Don't be silly, it was no trouble at all. That's what good neighbors are for. Boys, give Steve some bags."
Joey and Pacey moved to the front and Steve took the heavier bags from them, impressing them with his physique.
"So, looks like the boys are sold!" Alan  joked to Steve.
"Kiera and I were about to have dinner, so you're most welcome to join us."
"That's great!" Kiera and Lindsay, who had been talking between themselves, said in unison.
"Alright! You can all follow me upstairs." Steve turned and led the way as Kiera ran up next to him.
"Um Steve, we don't have an upstairs." She whispered to him.
"Sh! Chill, kitten. Just wait and see."
"Ok, super soldier."
"Say Steve, I gotta thank you for saving Lindsay at the park the other night." Alan said as they walked up the stairs.
"Alan! That wasn't Steve. That was Kiera!" Katie corrected her husband.
"Oh was it now. Well then thank you, little lady."
"No big deal. Why else did Steve teach me defense!"
Steve walked them through the doors of what Kiera had thought was the attic, but what they entered was a small kitchen, adjoined to a living room complete with sofas and lamps. Kiera was more in awe than the Witter family.
'It's a nice cozy place you got here," Katie said.
"Well, it's only me and Kiera, so it's a perfect fit." Steve as he and the boys put the bags on the kitchen counter, and Katie put the pizza boxes on the living room table.
"Why do you look so surprised?" Lindsay asked Kiera as they took the paper plates and glasses to the living room.
"Well, I just found out we have a proper apartment, so it's a bit of a shock."
"I love your brother," Lindsay cheekily said "You have no idea how much older he is than you." "What?! I didn't mean it like that!" "Of course you didn't."
Soon everyone was in the living room grabbing plates of pizza and cups of drink.
"So, where did you two move from?" Alan asked Steve, and Kiera almost choked on her food.
"Big piece, sorry." She quipped and drank her soda as Steve looked at her.
"Wee, were in, um Germany. For the last six years with our parents. And then the embassy had to relocate the two of us here for precautionary reasons."
Alan and Katie shared a quick look and Lindsay squeezed Kiera's shoulder.
"I'm so sorry." Katie condoled.
"It's alright. We've adjusted pretty quickly. It's like we only know each other for three weeks." Steve looked over to Kiera, who flashed him a smile.
"Say Steve, have you got the gym audited?" Alan asked to change the subject.
"We haven't even touched the yellow pages yet."
"That's fantastic. I actually work at a government firm, so I can fit you into next week, get the place registered, and you can start your business. Have you told anybody else about the gym?"
"Lindsay was the first, sir."
"Great. So you two can get another week off. You can work on getting some local sponsorship-"
"Pacey and I can spread the word in school." Joey pitched in.
"And Lindsay and I can make posters and fliers." Kiera said.
"That sounds like a plan every body. Thank you." Steve said.
"Oh I noticed you have a bar with the gym too!"
"We're thinking of making it a refreshment bar for when the people are tired from their workouts."
"You know, I own the bakery a few streets down. Now, before you complain, I also make healthy snacks like granola bars and yogurt cups and fresh fruit smoothies."
"Feels refreshing already."
"This was a great session everyone. I'll work on fitting you guys in early next week. It sure is getting late right now, so we should get a move on." Alan prepped his family to go and Steve and Kiera stood up to see them off.
"Wanna meet at the park tomorrow? I'll bring supplies." Lindsay said to Kiera.
"Yeah, I'll bring some stuff too." she hugged her goodbye.
"Hey Steve, if you don't mind-" Pacey began.
"I can show you guys some stuff at the park too." Steve patted the boys on their shoulders, and they looked at each other, feeling the weight if his hands on their shoulders. Steve and Alan exchanged contacts and the Witter family took their leave and Steve thanked them again for the food and groceries.
"We have an apartment?" Kiera shouted as she punched Steve in the chest.
"Surprise?"
"It's great. Thanks for coming up with the story, you know, of Germany."
"It was on the spot. German's the only other language I know. We had to learn it to communicate with them."
"So, guess you'll have to teach me."
"How long we thinking it's gonna take."
"Mm, two minutes." she teased him.
"Riight, I forgot, anomaly."
"Ja." Kiera laughed and Steve cocked a brow as he he threw away the paper plates
"What? Everyone knows that! Hey you know, we still don't have a name for the gym."
"We'll figure that out, tomorrow on our morning jog. Hit the hay, kitten."
"Will you stop calling me that!"
"Will you go to bed? Or you're not going tomorrow."
"Fine, mother! Goodnight," Kiera huffed in defeat and whipped off her hat, ruffling her hair as she went to her new room.
"Goodnight."
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