Charlotte Stark: Tony Stark's Daughter (Book 1)

Chapter 2~ Flashbacks

This chapter is really long! This chapter I made up it is not from the avengers movie! One part is from Captain America:The First Avenger.
Word Count:1,514

After I picked up Fury from the middle of no where I asked, "What are we going to do now?"

"We're going to call in some talented people to help us." He replies.

"And who might those talented people be?" I ask looking at the dirt road I was driving on.

"Well for one, your father Tony." He says and glances at me to see my reaction, but my face was blank. "And Natasha Romanoff, I'll have Phil get a hold of her. And if she comes, then we'll have her get all hold of Dr. Banner. Then You and I are going to talk to Steve Rogers." He says and looks out the window. I can feel the heat rise in my cheeks.

"Steve Rogers as in Captain America?"
I ask.

"No, the mail man." He says sarcastically.

"Well I could go get my father if you want." I say acting casual, like I'm not trying to get out of going with him to talk to Steve.

"That'd be great. But you are still coming with me to talk to Rogers. Because at least he'll talk to you." He says and looks at me.

"Yes, sir." I say and begin to drive a little but faster.

★Flashback★

I remember when Steve first woke up from being in the ice. He ran through the halls trying to get out, and we had to call a shut down so he didn't get out. But he was incredibly fast, and not to mention he was strong. He ran outside into the middle of street and looked like a confused, lost puppy. Fury talked to him, but Steve wasn't very calm, so Fury called me to talk to him. To try to calm him down. I sat down with him and we talked. I answered all of his questions, and everyday I would sit down to teach him about all the new technology. I was seventeen at that time, and I remember one of our conversations, him asking me about my personal life, other than being an agent.

"If you don't mind me asking, but how old are you exactly?" He says to me and I look at him.

"I'm sorry. I know your not suppose to ask a lady her age." Steve chuckles at the end of his sentence. He was so polite. I wish there were more guys like him in the world.

"You're fine. I'm seventeen years old, but not for long. I'm turning 18 next week." I say with a smile.

"Can you tell me more about you? Because I want to get to know you more." He says.

"Uh, yeah sure! What would you like to know?" I ask him.

He sits there for a minute and says, "Anything. I don't care. Your favorite color, your parents, your hobbies. I want to know like little things about you. And what makes you, well you." He says.

"Alrighty then. Um well, my birthday is next Friday. My mother's name is Danielle Coulson, my father's name is Tony Stark short for Anthony." I say and look at him.

"Wait- you said Stark right?" He asked siting up a little. I nod my head.

"Are you related to Howard Stark?" He asked.

"Yeah! That's my grandfather! Did you know him?" I ask excitedly.

"Yeah actually. He made me my shield." He says.

"Wow... I never really got to actually meet him... Nor my grandma..." I say while fiddling with my hands.

"How come they call you by your mother's maiden name?" Steve asks, while sitting back on the couch we were on.